This case? It started like any other, with a seemingly squeaky-clean student representative, Kiyoka Suzumoto. A real goody-two-shoes, always filing papers like her life depended on it. But this dame, she had a secret, see? And this Inui, the new P.E. teacher, he sniffed it out like a bloodhound on a scent.
This Inui, he was a wolf in gym shorts. A predator who used 'free sample' sports drinks laced with enough aphrodisiac to make a rhino blush. One sip and Kiyoka's hotter than a four-alarm fire, and this Inui just happens to be there to 'help'.
He claims it's stress relief, but this guy's got a lesson plan straight out of the gutter. He uses Kiyoka's fear of exposure as leverage, dangling that video of herā¦ extracurricular activities like a cheap carrot. He's practically drowning in his own perverse desires, this one.
The irony is thicker than molasses in January. Kiyoka, so opposed to his advances, folds faster than a cheap suit under his touch. He's rough, forceful, treating her like a personal chew toy. Yet she reacts like a junkie getting a fix, her resistance crumbling with every thrust. He breaks her down, body and soul, filling her with hisā¦ teachings.
But hereās the kicker, see? Kiyoka, sheās not as innocent as she pretends to be. There's a darkness in her, a craving that even she doesn't understand. She claims it's the drink, the situation, but I've seen enough dames to know self-deception when itās staring me in the face. She's a tangled web of contradictions, this one, fighting and clinging to her tormentor in equal measure.
And this Inui, heās just getting started. Heās got a whole school of unsuspecting students in his sights, and he's hungry for more. This aināt over, not by a long shot. This case, itās just heating up.
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