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Chapter Ten: Vengeance
My blood boiled, and steam rose from my ears.
How dare this spoiled, rich, bitch threaten me with violence?
Tsuruya's eyes remained locked on my penis.
This undeserving wench needs to be taught a lesson.
"I don't mean to rush you…" She glanced up. "…but could I start sucking your dick already?"
Normally, I would have said "Yes" with a grateful smile, but Tsuruya really pissed me off. I hated her for how small she made me feel. There's something demeaning about getting manhandled by a female, especially the one currently on her knees begging to blow me.
I stepped next to one of the student desks. "Take off all your clothes and bend over here." I patted the desktop.
She stripped as quickly as she could, leaving clothes strewn about the room, then bent forward till her forearms rested on the desktop. "Is this acceptable?"
"Almost." I folded her forearms under her shoulder blades, nudged her ankles apart, and pushed her chest into the desktop. As my left hand clamped her wrists together at the small of her back, my right hand explored her lovely bare behind. "You've got a nice solid ass."
"Daily Karate workouts keep me pretty fit." She turned her head sideways. "What are you going to do to me?"
"What will you let me do to you in exchange for experiencing my dick?"
"To be honest, I don't know yet."
"What do you say we play it by ear?" I used her knee socks to tie her ankles to the desk legs, then removed my belt and wrapped it around her forearms. With two fingers, I lifted her chin. "I'll give you a quick sample before the main course. Get my dick nice and wet."
"Okay, Kyon."
Kyon?
I slapped her bottom.
"EEEEEEP!" She let out a wide-eyed shriek.
"Only my friends get to call me that. From now on, you'll address me as Boss."
"Yes, Boss."
I pushed my beltless pants down to the floor, followed soon after by my boxers, while she worked up a reservoir in her cheeks. When my dick reached her lips, she liberally coated it with her saliva.
I rubbed her head. "Good job." I stepped behind her, grabbed her hips, and eased the tip of my shaft up to her anus.
"Hey, wait a minute. What are you doing?" Her voice trembled. "It's not supposed to go in there."
I thrust my pelvis forward and plunged my shaft deep into her asshole.
She screamed, shuddered, and struggled, but her restraints inhibited her ability to fight. As she winced, whined, and sobbed, I fucked her hard and deep.
My pelvis bounced off her bottom. WHAP - WHAP - WHAP
She glanced over her shoulder. "I can't believe you're butt-fucking me." Tears streamed down her cheeks, and the sound of her sobs echoed off the walls.
I smacked the side of the ass. "Did I give you permission to talk?" As I ramped up the ferocity of my pumping, an evil smile formed on my lips. This is your punishment for fucking with the mighty Kyon, bitch.
The Klingons say vengeance is a dish best served cold, but I couldn't imagine anything topping the satisfaction produced by the friction-induced heat radiating from her amazingly tight ass cavity.
Achieving climax felt like entering paradise. I grabbed her hips, pulled her body into mine with all my might, and gushed inside her like a semen-spewing version of Old Faithful. Eventually, my cock spasms subsided, and I collapsed onto her back.
"Holy shit, that was incredible," I said. I pushed myself up off the desk and eased my dick out of her.
Tsuruya bawled as my cum seeped out of her ass. "I can't believe you did that to me," she blubbered. "My first time was supposed to be special." Tears streamed off her cheeks onto the floor.
"Are you saying you didn't like it?"
"Of course not," she screamed. "How would you like getting a telephone pole rammed up your asshole?" She clenched her fists and shook her arms. "You slimy fucking pervert."
I retrieved a ruler from the chalkboard gutter and held it before her eyes. "I just want you to know, this is going to hurt you a lot more than it's going to hurt me." I started wailing on her ass.
WHACK - WHACK - WHACK - WHACK - WHACK
She screamed a little louder each time I made contact. Though she tried to maintain her dignity like a trooper, eventually the waterworks started flowing again. Thirty good whacks left her ass beet red. A mixture of tears and snot dripped to the floor.
It took a minute for her to stop sobbing, catch her breath, and taunt me. "Is that all you got, you lowlife pussy?"
I crossed my arms. "You want more?"
"Of course not. How would you like getting your bare ass beat with a ruler, you inbred jerk?"
WHACK
"EEEEEEP!"
Her muscles tensed when I rubbed her glowing butt cheeks.
"You know," she said, "I used to think you were an okay guy, though maybe a bit of a pansy. But now I totally hate your lousy scumbag guts."
"Are you going to want revenge after I let you go?"
She tilted her head and squinted. "Are you dim or something? Do you not understand plain Japanese?"
"No, and no."
"What did I tell you fifteen minutes ago?"
I searched my memory. "I'm paraphrasing here. You said you'd never hurt the owner of my penis and would hurt anyone that did."
"It's nice to see you're not a total retard."
WHACK - WHACK - WHACK
"EEEEEEP!"
She took a few deep breaths after I let up on her butt. "Sadistic asshole."
"What did I tell you to call me?"
"Sorry. Sadistic asshole Boss. I hope you're enjoying yourself."
I chuckled at her reply. "Actually, yes, I am. A lot. Are you?"
She growled instead of replying.
I untied her ankles and helped her stand.
She leaned forward while arching her back. "What's next? Are you going to beat on my boobs?"
I cupped her lovely breasts. "These are really nice."
"EEEEEEP!" Her eyes bulged when I pinched and twisted her nipples. "Stop that, you shitweasel. It hurts."
I released her breasts and shuffled back.
She glanced down at my rock-hard dick. "So, fuckface, is it soup yet?"
This girl was crazy, but I thoroughly enjoyed her company and genuine demeanor. "Sure, go to town." I helped her to her knees.
Despite my dick's recent whereabouts, she savored it like the most delectable delicacy in the world. For a girl feigning inexperience, she had surprisingly good oral skills and brought me to an orgasm quickly.
She swallowed my load, released my dick, licked her lips, and sighed. "Oh my god, that was amazing. I had no idea a guy's spunk could taste that good." She kissed my shaft. "And it's so beautiful; it's breathtaking."
I rubbed her head. "Do you want me to untie you?"
"Your call. I'm fine either way, and I can tell you're still a bit nervous."
Leaving my boxers and pants at my ankles so as not to interrupt her view, I pulled up a chair and sat down across from the kneeling nude beauty. I felt compelled to ask her, "What are your Karate lessons like?"
"My Sensei has a saying. 'If you're going to dish it out, you better be willing to take it.' I get the crap beat out of me pretty much every single day." She glanced over her shoulder. "Though my butt region usually doesn't get this much attention."
"Sorry about that."
"No, you're not."
I shrugged. "You're right. Whipping your ass was the highlight of my day. Fucking your ass came in a close second."
She shot me the evil eye. "Douche bag."
When I reached forward and twisted the bound girl's nipples again, a shocked chirp morphed into an irritated groan.
"Look," I said, "I'm swamped right now, but I might be able to fit you in on Sundays."
She nodded. "How about I reserve a regular room for us at the Toyohara Love Hotel?"
"Isn't that expensive?"
"My family owns the building."
"And Mikuru?"
"I'd appreciate it if you didn't tell her that you visciously butt-fucked me, and afterward whipped my ass."
"Okay," I said. "But that's not what I meant."
"Oh, that? I understand why she's fine with you molesting her now. And I'm pretty stoked that I made it onto your dance card too."
I untied her arms and helped her to her feet.
She ran her fingertips over her cherry-red bottom. "How am I supposed to sit on this, you turdball?"
"How do two porcupines make love?"
A knowing smile creased her lips. "Very carefully."
I pulled my boxers and pants up from my ankles.
"Wait." She bent forward, held my hips, and kissed my dick goodbye. "See you soon." She gave him a cheerful smile and a wave. Her features tightened as she rose. "As for you." She poked my chest again. "Text me Sunday… Boss."
I walked toward the classroom door, then stopped short of it and turned. Tsuruya hadn't moved. She stood with her arms at her sides, her long, opulent hair cascading over her shoulders. But for the angry scowl on her face, she was an image of naked female perfection.
We stared at each other for a few moments. When I took a cautious step forward, she took a similar step toward me.
We ran into each other's arms.
I held her tight and we kissed passionately for several steamy minutes.
"Sunday," she said as we let each other go. "Now get out of here and leave me alone."
