My pe teacher

“Lock the door, then come over here,” Kamoshida ordered. His voice is firm, and clearly on the verge of snapping.

“Take your clothes off, Coder Hero.”

“I’m waiting, take your clothes off,” I said, my voice laced with anticipation as Yuri’s shirt immediately caught my eye. The suspenders only served to emphasize the curve of her chest even further. My fingers twitched at the thought of peeling her dress off brick layer by brick.

“Don’t be silly, Yuri,” I say with an airy laugh, looking up from her shirt to meet her eyes again. They looked shy and innocent, but it was just a facade for the hardened, calculating machine beneath.

With one hand behind my back, I tap my finger against my lips as an idea dawned on me. “You know, I just came across quite an interesting offer…”

I leaned in closer, my lips curling into a malicious grin as I whispered, “Would you like to be part of it?”

The idea was thrilling – having Yuri as the center of attention, everyone looking up to her in admiration. Her beauty would unleash its full potential, giving me everything I could’ve possible wanted in some mind-blowing satisfaction. And this time… She might even enjoy it herself.

“Shouldn’t be too difficult,” I said purposefully smugly, returning to my original probe. “Just have to take these clothes off and become a willing participant in honoring your body…”

My smile faltered slightly at her response. Did she not understand my cryptic offer, or perhaps, she simply didn’t want to accept it? My hand grasped her shoulder firmly as a warning that I wouldn't let her get away.

It wasn't displeasure settling on my face but rather, the indomitable strength of someone who took pleasure in their dominance. Yuri soon looked up into my eyes when she saw it; I couldn’t resist playing around with hers anymore. The vulnerable gazes caused me some tremors in my heart.

“Don’t worry,” I reassured softly, letting go and stepping back a little, tucking my hands behind my back again, “It’s only natural to feel hesitation the first time you experience something new.”

With a hot,

My heart started thumping at the sight of her. Unconsciously, I stepped closer to pressure her further as she stood glaring frailty in front of me. Slowly, she peeled off her clothes until all that remained was a tiny piece of red that circled tightly around her chest and hips. The dips and curves of her body were on full display, revealing every part of what she had hidden for so long.

Taking a deep breath and calming myself, I began to appreciate the beauty that Yuri had shown to me. “Perfect.” I said coldly, my eyes focusing only on her appearance.

Now free from the straps of her dress, she looked frightened and vulnerable under my gaze. Looking past her smaller frames, I thought back on the offer - the kind of showdown Yuri would

Smirking, I looked forward and reached my arm towards her covering. "What's the point of being shy now?" I asked with a mocking tone, causing Yuri to frown nervously under my displeasure. I walked over to her even closer, leaning down just enough that I could peel away her palms from what covered her.

Forcing her hands down and pushing them aside, my left hand firmly grasped her shoulders. Slowly, I moved both her hands further away and removed her protective coverings, letting the air cool against her skin. The anticipation only grew as she watched me tease her vulnerable body.

"Why such an act of hiding, huh?" I prodded mockingly once more, earning a noticeable reaction amongst her brows. She gulped visibly before returning my

My thoughts drifted for a moment as I listened attentively to hearing her respond to the chills she felt from the air. "Hmm," I hummed, rubbing my chin thoughtfully, measuring the room temperature myself. It was seriously devoid of any sort of heat descending into winter faster than I had expected.

But Yuri didn’t seem to mind it. Instead, she blushed even more openly at the feeling of showing everything off to me this honestly for the first time. Every part of her body lied open to my view, catching her exposed curves and delicate forms in the candlelight that lingered within - a soft, flickering pray slowly consuming every inch I laid eye on.

My lips curled into a sneer at her words. "You think too much, Yuri," I said coldly, my voice carrying the weight of my disdain for her feelings. "Aren't you the one who wanted this?"

Yuri hesitated for a moment, then looked down at herself, her expression a mix of embarrassment and confusion. She seemed to be lost in her own thoughts, unable to understand why she felt so uncomfortable in her nakedness in front of me.

"Don’t think too much," I warned her, my voice low and menacing. "Just accept it. This is your fate."

Seeing her curling up in embarrassment, my spirit began to rise with satisfaction. With a lingering smile, I found my mind more at ease as she faced the implications of what was to come.

With one hand warm around her fingers, I urged her out from her huddled state and back out into a more open position. "Look at me," I commanded coldly, the chill coursing through my voice icy and stiff. My eyes hardened like steel against the light cast on them by the candles flickering behind.

Her gaze jerked back, slowly returning to mine, but her body still quivered hesitatingly, feeling vulnerable and exposed. As her eye met mine again, I forced her flush cheeks firmly towards my hands waist-side, embracing her soft flesh under my fingers.

As her gaze met mine, I couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. The sight of her flushed cheeks and the blush that painted over her face was like music to my ears. It was as if she herself was a canvas for me to paint on, and I relished every moment of it.

My grip tightened around her waist, and I pulled her closer to me, her body now pressed tightly against mine. "You see," I whispered into her ear, my voice low and husky with lust, "there's nothing to be afraid of."

Yuri shivered slightly under my touch, her eyes wide with fear and anticipation. But she didn't resist. Instead, she allowed herself to be drawn in further, her body yielding to my advances as though it had no choice but to submit.