Torment the star (Aura& Dunnuck)
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				Title: <strong>Torment the star (Aura&amp; Dunnuck)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Aura</strong> on <strong>14-08-2010, 03:49:16</strong>
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				Kat walked into the classroom, notebook in arms, text in hand. She wore simple black slack, flat ballerina shoes and a white button up shirt. It was Friday, and today she would be getting back the papers she had assigned nearly a month ago. She was curious as to what they would contain. Turning around, she put the assignment on the board, put the day's activities next to it then homework. <br><br>She was feeling good today so she had assigned no homework, nor any assignments. Sighing, she took a seat on the table, waiting for her students. Her dark brown hair fell around her face, fluttering across her shoulders. Her icy blue eyes, seeming almost white at times, looked at the few students that was there. She picked up one of the papers looking at it. The assignment had been easy. Research one thing that got your attention. She expected at least 10 pages and a paper from everyone. 
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				Post by: <strong>Dunnuck</strong> on <strong>15-08-2010, 00:51:21</strong>
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				Ihsihara Takamasa, widely known to his colleges and teachers as Makoto, stepped out of his vehicle, his hair dyed slightly red, giving a natural looking red-brown color that looked simply hot. At least thats what the women, who he was popular with, said. He had the outward appearance as the bad boy, but that contradicted his attitude, which proved to be cute, exotic, and fun, though not without maturity when needed. He held himself with a nonchalant confidence that drove women crazy, sort of a rock star attitude if you could say, minus the drugs and all. He was Japanese born and raised, being a peacefully defiant youth that believed expression was one of the most important things to kids. In Japan, this is not welcomed, so after going to multiple different schools and finally having the ability to go to college, he moved to America, which welcomed diversity and expression. His face was handsome and cute at the same time, holding contradicting elements of masculinity and femininity. His outward appearance was overall 'cool' and diverse, often causing a large group of friends to huddle around him and his unique style as well as foreign nature. And he welcomed this, having been in America for less than a year, he enjoyed having people who liked him.<br><br>His face was pierced, but not the metal-head goth kind of piercings. He had the Japanese Scene style piercings which were small and complimented him, one lip ring, a tongue piercing, as well as three rings on his right ear. The overall look was exotic, irresistible to most who were into that style, and even some who were not. Regardless of his flaming popularity and very active social life, he was still a polite, modest guy. He always gave people the benefit of the doubt and he was kind-hearted and giving. However, if he wanted something, he would also get that. Something most people here didn't know of was his other side. Everybody has their public life, their private life, and their secret life. It is the secret life that defines. He carried himself with his own swagger, he listened to some music that other Americans did, but he kept mostly to his Japanese roots, being inspired by multiple bands of the visual kei genre. <br><br>He played the guitar and piano, both of them mastered. Since he was four he had been playing the piano and loving it, then at age ten he multi tasked and learned guitar as well, aiming for the style of Miyavi, the japanese artist who highly inspired him. Among all of these things, Makoto was renowned for his playful, innocent natured perversion, which he often used to get a laugh or a giggle out of a cute girl. And out of all the girls he woos and impresses, it isn't often that he has sex with them. He doesn't want to be a man whore, even though his outward appearance may seem kinky and even slutty. He often teases girls, publicly or otherwise, by utilizing his clothing. He had a mid-sized frame, standing at about six one, and his body was thin and agile. Although he was thin, he was not without muscle to say the least. His body was defined and muscled, the look of his body enticing to any woman. <br><br>His clothing was not normal to say the least. It was stylish, in a brand of style America doesn't typically see. Sometimes flamboyant colors against dark, goth ones, other times a flurry of purple and white that wasn't feminine or masculine, simply beautiful like art. His favorite outfit though was a playful one. A black tank top with kanji written large on it with an exclamation point, all writing in white. Over this he wore a jacket with stylized rips on it that were symmetrical to the other side and artistically made, the jacket being an army green. This was complimented by same color khaki pants that clung to his strong legs, though not skintight. This bottom half was complimented by a wallet chain that hung out of his back pocket.<br><br>He walked into the classroom with a smirk on his face and a slight chuckle in his heart. He couldn't believe he was about to do this. His report had been a good one...a very good one. One that would assure him an 'A' as well as a few other things. Sitting down in his seat, he swung his feet up onto the table and leaned back and forth, rocking playfully. He wasn't doing this to spite, but this was just him. He realized that his pink and white hat was still on, a pony tail of brown-red hair hanging out of the back. He took it off, knowing it was disrespectful to wear a hat into a place where a superior was present and acknowledging. He waved to the teacher, a folder sitting on his desk thick with papers among other things. His eyes scanned over his teacher, who was far more attractive than any teacher should be. And now he knew why. "I have my report, sensei." He said with his heavy accent, knowing that 'Sensei' wasn't the term used in this country, but deciding to use it anyways.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Torment the star</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Aura</strong> on <strong>15-08-2010, 01:07:40</strong>
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				As the last student came in, she rolled her eyes and said, <strong>"Next time be early." </strong>She sighed and tucked all of the papers she had received under the textbook. Seeing a student with the hat on (which was taken off and set aside), with his feet on the desk, she looked over the roster and sighed. <strong>"Mr. Takamasa, please, feet down, this is not a zoo nor your place."</strong> She gave him a small smile. However the smile faded as she took her seet on the table again. <br><br><em>"I have my report, sensei."</em> She shook her head and said, in a rather calm voice, <strong>"Well bring it up here, I am not your servant, your slave, or your maid."</strong> She saw everyone looking at them. It was a normal occurrence between the two and she often wondered why he did it. She waited for the paper, her hands held out. A quick look to the class had them all studying for the test next week, only listening to what was being said, if at all. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Torment the star</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dunnuck</strong> on <strong>15-08-2010, 01:30:42</strong>
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				With a sly smile, Makoto walked up to her, carrying himself with confidence and passing a glance to a friend nearby. A few girls let out soft giggles among each other and he passed a glance their way too. Once his face was away from them, he let out a sigh of relief that for these few, brief, seconds, he didn't have to impress the girls or give under-the-table, inside-joke glances to the guys. He wiped hair from his face and smiled cutely at his teacher, hoping to lower her slight frustration. However, he knew her reaction wouldn't be a pleasant one once she seen the report. He sat it in her hand, keeping his hand pressed down. "Save it for later." He suggested, knowing that she could understand him regardless of how thick his accent was. He leaned in on the desk and smiled at her. "It's a good report. I assure you." He said, playing with his tongue ring. Not knowing whether she would listen to his request, he headed back to his seat, doing the wink and smile thing with the men and women of the class.<br><br>He took a seat at the desk, leaning back in the chair but keeping his legs down. He checked his phone and returned it to his pocket, looking to the teacher.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Torment the star</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Aura</strong> on <strong>15-08-2010, 02:54:04</strong>
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				Kat sighed and shook her head. Picking the pile up, she said to the whole class. "Be lucky, no homework, just study for your tests next Friday. Now get out of here." She rarely let the off so easily, rarely let them go early, but looking at the stack of papers she would need it. Rubbing her temples, she looked at the one in her hand and went pale. It was on her. <br><br>Looking up at the student, she saw him looking at her. Clearing her throat, she looked over it quickly. The picture were all there, her porn name, all of it. Closing her eyes, she made it look like it was just another paper. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Torment the star</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dunnuck</strong> on <strong>15-08-2010, 03:25:12</strong>
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				As everyone cleared out of the classroom, Makoto simply sat. Once the room was emptied, he swung his feet up onto the desk and played with his tongue ring, passing a glance to the teacher as he did so. Once he heard the door swing shut, he stood and walked towards the teacher's desk, stopping a moment and giving her a look that says 'I have you where i want you'. He approached the desk, leaning in so that his cute, handsome face was only inches away from her sensual lips. "You have a very controversial history." He whispered, pulling away from her and walking around to her side of the desk.<br><br>"You didn't really think you could keep that part of your past hidden forever, did you?" He placed his hands on her shoulders from behind. "I have always dreamed of having a teacher." he said, drawing in close to her ear. "Luckily the one I have now was a porn star." He stroked his hands down her back while he spoke. "And when I say have, I do not mean just for them to teach me." He let his hands slide around her figure and grope her breasts caressingly, massaging them to stimulate. "I mean&nbsp; <em>have</em> them." He said, his Japanese accent exotic yet understandable. "What do you propose we do about this scenario? Hm?" he asked, pinching and pulling at her large breast.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Torment the star</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Aura</strong> on <strong>15-08-2010, 03:34:30</strong>
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				She swallowed, being extremely nervous as she saw the look on his face. He couldn't know it was her, could he?" Opening up the report, she saw that her worst fears were confirmed. Groaning, she looked back up at him and whispered, "How?" She didn't care why, just how he knew about it. Where he had found it. <br><br>As he moved behind her, she grew even more nervous, wondering what he would do. It was something that could get her fired from her job. She had to keep him quiet. Just had to. She closed her eyes as he explained to her what she already knew. As he groped her breasts, she knew he would find she wasn't wearing a bra. Couldn't find on that morning, bound to get them all washed that night. Her nipples hardened, her body reacting on it's own as he played with the large boobs. <br><br>"Mr. Takamasa, Can we talk later, I have a class in ten. Please?" She whispered. She was out of breath as her body (curse it) reacted to the touch.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Torment the star</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dunnuck</strong> on <strong>15-08-2010, 03:59:50</strong>
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				"Oh, of course." He said with a sweet, charming smile. "Let me give you something real quick. A gift of sorts." He jogged over to his backpack and returned with it in hand, setting it next to him as he stood behind her. He reached a hand into his bag and pulled out something, something with multiple parts. He was careful to keep it out of the teacher's line of sight as he flicked it on and placed the tip of it on her erect nipple. It vibrated softly on the nipple, bringing a smile to Makoto's lips. "Every teacher has at least one student they want to have intercourse with." he said with a grin. He slid the device down her body and into the front of her pants, resting it on her clit for a moment as he spoke. "I hope you enjoy your next class. I have a movie to see. I will be back here to see you once it is done." <br><br>He slipped the vibrator into her snatch, the small bean shaped toy deep in her and constantly vibrating. "Keep it in until I return, even if I am late." He whispers in her ear. "Got that?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Torment the star</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Aura</strong> on <strong>15-08-2010, 05:35:43</strong>
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				She watched him, curious as to what he had. Not seeing it but instead feeling it against her nipple, she arched her back, whimpering slightly. He was right in what he said. She did want one of her students, however never let it out. Could this boy bring that out of her? She hoped not, wished he wouldn't but however knew he would eventually. <br><br>As the device slid down her body and hit her clit, she collapsed, her hands keeping her up by holding onto the table in front of her. She was one of the rare females that was highly sensitive, he was bound to find that out. She nodded her head, knowing the next class was going to be just as tough as it normally was with this thing inside her. As the Vibrator went inside her, she clenched her thighs together, whimpering from the pleasure. "Please. Turn it down. My job?" She pleaded, barely able to think straight. She eventually nodded her head, she understood. Stay there. Keep the vibe in. Wait. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Torment the star</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dunnuck</strong> on <strong>15-08-2010, 05:54:45</strong>
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				"Your job is whats keeping this in you." Makoto responded, pushing the device deeper into her. Against her wishes, he turned it up slightly, knowing that over time she would cum. This would be the first part of her training. As she whimpered from the increased vibration, he ran his fingers along the inside of her, which was wet. "Mmm?" He went in questioning. "You're soaking down here, you know that?" He asked. "Dripping. Does it feel good?" He asked, pumping into her a little bit until his phone went off with a japanese ring tone. He answered it with the hand that wasn't soaked, still holding the vibrator against the walls of her snatch. He moved it deeper and pressed it against the g-spot the entire time he stood there. "What? Yeah, I'm coming. Teacher had some questions about the report. Dude, it's im-...Yeah. Yeah, I get it, I get it. Tell them to hold on, we wont miss the showing, I promise." He hung up the phone, hearing her whimpering delighted him.<br><br>"I'm going to keep this in you, but I will remove it from your g-spot out of consideration." He slid the vibrator away from her g-spot so that she wouldn't cum right there on the spot. "You are not allowed to cum until I say so." He instructed. "You teach the next class, which should be here any minute, and you do not cum the entire time. And you do not lower the intensity, got that?" He removed his hand from her snatch and pushed one of his glistening wet fingers in her mouth. "That's you." He told her with a smile before grabbing his back pack and putting on his hat. He pulled the brown-red pony tail through the hole in the pink and white hat and flashed a charming, cute smile to her. It contradicted everything he had just done because what he had just done was his secret life. No, everything else wasn't a cover, this was just the side he hid.<br><br>"I hope your next class is...exciting." He said as he headed to the doors, sliding through quickly as the first student of the next class came in.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Torment the star</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Aura</strong> on <strong>15-08-2010, 17:34:37</strong>
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				<em>"Your job is whats keeping this in you."</em> She shook her head. No, this couldn’t be happening. As he pushed it further in and then turned it up, she gasped. <strong>“Please. Stop.”</strong> She whispered, her voice husky from the vibrations. <em>"You're soaking down here, you know that?" He asked. "Dripping. Does it feel good?"</em>&nbsp; She closed her eyes. <strong>“No.”</strong> <em>Yes.</em>&nbsp; It did feel good, but she didn’t want it to, she didn’t want him to know. That would give him the extra advantage. No, that couldn’t happen. But it was already happening, she knew it. As she heard his phone ring, she didn’t hear what he said as her g-spot was starting to feel the vibrations. It was only a matter of seconds before she cam, she knew it. <br><br><em>"I'm going to keep this in you, but I will remove it from your g-spot out of consideration."</em>&nbsp; She whimpered and whispered, <strong>“Thank you.”</strong> She was slightly glad he had moved it.&nbsp; However, she was still extremely close to the edge, she had to cum or else she would while in class. As if reading her mind, she heard, <em>"You are not allowed to cum until I say so." </em> Grunting, she whispered, <strong>“Please. Why are you doing this?” </strong>She looked up at him, everything showing through her eyes. The lust, desire, need to cum, all of it. <br><br>He didn’t answer her question, instead, <em>"You teach the next class, which should be here any minute, and you do not cum the entire time. And you do not lower the intensity, got that?"</em>&nbsp; She groaned and and leaned against the edge of the table. The one thing that made her so popular back in the days of her porn was now haunting her very being. The insane sensitivity to anything around her pussy. <br><br>She felt his fingers in her mouth and sucked on them. <em>It’s all out of habit.</em> She thought. She barely heard him say that she was tasting herself before he started to leave. She stood up, trying to put a plain face on, without much sucess. Seeing him at the door, she said,<strong> “Please, my office, I will be there.”</strong> She looked down as he said, <em>"I hope your next class is...exciting."</em> Oh it was going to be, luckily, it was the same as the previous class so ten minutes at the most. Then she would be in her office, reading papers, trying her hardest not to cum.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Torment the star (Aura&amp; Dunnuck)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dunnuck</strong> on <strong>16-08-2010, 06:06:50</strong>
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				"Haha, yeah i will catch you later. I left something inside." Makoto responded to his yammering friends, who were headed off to a party now. He sauntered in, glancing about the halls for her office. Eventually he found it, and he knocked politely before entering. He heard the shallow-breathed 'come in' from her, which he promptly did. "How is my girl doing?" He asks silently as he closes the door. He sees sweat beaded on her forehead and he orders her to stand, which she does after a moment of thinking. He looks to her slacks, noticing the wet spots on them. But he knew that she hadn't cum, that was simply her intense arousal. Her legs were weak and by now you could easily tell something was up. Her class had only been ten minutes long, and it had been three and a half hours since Makoto left his...pet.<br><br>"Sorry about the delay." He says with honesty and compassion, but an underlying laugh between the lines. "The movie was good, and then we went out for food." He smiled to her and walked over to her desk, going on all fours and putting his elbows on the desk, resting his head in his hands as he told her to sit. Once she sat, Makoto simply watched and let his pleasure of seeing her expressions rush over him. He could tell she was enjoying it and he could tell she was embarrassed. His handsome face looked to her beautiful one, sensually playing with his tongue ring.<br><br>He reached under the desk and poked at her sensitive, moist pussy. He could feel it twitch to his touch, which pleased him greatly. A devilish smile spread across his lips as he watched her cringing face. "Give me the control." He orders, walking around to her back again. Once he has the control he slides his hands to the front of her slacks, teasing slowly over her sensitive nub as he heads for the slit with the wire coming from it. He lets his finger crawl into her, pushing down on the vibrating toy which her muscles had clamped down on long ago. He could only imagine the pleasure coursing through her body right now. It was probably torturous. "Feel like you need to release?" He asked, pushing the bean shaped device farther into her until it squishes against her g-spot. He can feel her cringe madly. <br><br>He turns up the intensity of the vibration notch by notch until it is at max, the vibrations felt through her entire body. "Don't you cum yet, you got that?" He asked, still holding the controller. He watched her squirm and wiggle, bathing in the glory of the ex porn star finding her roots. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Torment the star (Aura&amp; Dunnuck)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Aura</strong> on <strong>17-08-2010, 05:18:17</strong>
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				She had heard the knock. Groaning, she whispered, <strong>“Come in.”</strong> Her voice was rigid with need, a need to cum. She was amazed she hadn't already. With her sensitivity and the constant vibration, she defiantly needed to now. <em>“How is my girl doing?"</em> She just glared at him. How was she doing? Couldn’t he tell? Or was he that stupid? Sighing, she shook her head, looking away from him. <br><br>As he talked about the movie and then food, all she think was, <em>‘I don’t give a damn how it was, just release me damn it. Let me cum.’</em> She didn’t look at him still, yet knew he was closer then when he first entered the room. What drew her to look at him was the light shining of something. Seeing his tongue ring, she moaned out softly. She didn’t want this, didn’t want the attention, yet she had grabbed it, as she always managed to. <br><br>She gasped as he flicked her wet pussy, her eyes drifting close already handing him the controls before he asked. Sensing him moving, she moves down a little in the chair, giving him better access as he started to move the vibrator inside her. She shivered from the sensations running through her body. <strong>“Please. No more.”</strong> She whispered, her voice rigid with the need to cum. <br><br><em>"Feel like you need to release?" </em>&nbsp; She nodded her head slowly, her muscles clamping around his fingers and the toy. It was hard to control, hard to not go against his order, however she was afraid to, what would he do if she did? <br><br>As he turned it up, her moan grew louder, almost not hearing him say, <em>"Don't you cum yet, you got that?"</em> She shook her head and whispered,<strong> “Please let me cum. Please?”</strong> She begged and pleaded as her head rolled back.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Torment the star (Aura&amp; Dunnuck)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dunnuck</strong> on <strong>17-08-2010, 05:55:00</strong>
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				"All that build up is going to make this a pretty messy climax, right?" He asked with passion in his eyes. Still with a finger in her pussy, pushing the vibrator down on her g-spot, he looked into her eyes. He pushed it down and rubbed it along her g-spot to get her to the tip of her climax as he began to instruct. "I do not want you to hold it back at all." He ordered. "If I feel this isn't messy enough, next time you will be punished." He pushed down harder and could feel her pussy quiver. "I want you to try and impress me. If you do good enough, if it's messy enough, you shall get a reward next time. Everytime you impress me, you shall be rewarded. Everytime you dissapoint, you shall be punished." He drew closer to her face so that his lip ring toucher her soft lips. <br><br>He took his finger away from the vibrator and pushed up in her soaking snatch, causing her to arch up in ecstasy. As she did, he quickly loosened her pants and pulled them down, followed by her underwear, so her pussy was out in the open. He pressed down on the vibrator. "Remember what I said." He reminded, pressing harder and harder. "Impress me. Don't hold back. Be very messy. And if you need to scream, scream. If you need to stimulatd yourself more, do what you must. Grab your breasts, finger yourself more, do whatever. If you scream, I will be sure no one outside of this room can hear. You may release."
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