The Molestation Of Miss Miyagi

The Molestation Of Miss Miyagi
By rutger5 An Original (& Twisted) Story (Copyright 2013)




The pretty young woman finished what she was writing on the blackboard and turned to her students. Just as she was about to speak the bell sounded, signaling the end to the period.


“Okay students, that is all for today. Remember we will be having a quiz on what we learned today in two days time. So be sure to all study hard the next two nights.”


“Yes Miss Miyagi” the class said in unison.


“You may go now” she replied.


They all rose from their seats and bowed before gathering up their School supplies and bags and then exiting the classroom. The first year teacher stood at her desk and began to go over the material for her next class that would be beginning shortly. Mai Miyagi felt a bit overwhelmed by her heavy workload but she also knew she’d been very fortunate in obtaining a teaching position at the prestigious private academy.


Considering that she graduated from an unheralded private university, albeit at the top of her class, she’d been quite surprised when the application she had sent here had been accepted. There had also been an offer from a school much closer to home which would have allowed her to not relocate and remain with her family instead. Though she considered accepting that position to stay with her aging parents the opportunity to move to Tokyo and prove herself worthy won out in the end. If she was successful she would be able to have her choice of positions later, including moving back to her home prefecture if that’s what she wished.


But for now she struggled to find her feet while also adjusting to life in the big city. Most nights Mai felt lonely as she knew almost no one outside of school and she battled homesickness constantly. While the other staff members at the school had always been polite to the young teacher, none had gone beyond that.


Mai was so caught up in her work that she didn’t notice two of her students lingering at the doorway, looking her way and whispering to each other. Finally they departed as some students began to arrive for the next class. The two of them seemed to be a mismatched pair, at least physically, as they walked down the corridor.


Kenji Suzuki had it all going for him in life. He was tall, handsome, athletic and the captain of the school soccer team while his companion Hideki Tanaka was short and overweight with average looks at best. The two entered the school cafeteria and once they saw who they were seeking they headed to his table and sat. Ichiro Sato greeted them after which they began to talk together in hushed tones.



“So are we still going to go through with this later today?” Ichiro excitedly inquired of his co-conspirators.


“Of course we are. No turning back until victory is obtained and vengeance is ours” answered Hideki, his pale face reddening with anger as he thought of the injustice inflicted upon them.


Kenji laughed at his companion and how serious he was about it all. He’d enthusiastically agreed to the proposal when he first heard it; but to him vengeance wasn’t the main reason. Not that she didn’t deserve to receive the comeuppance they were going to bestow on her. Here she was, some nobody from the sticks, yet she had the temerity to punish both he and Hideki for something that was commonly done at the academy.


Between athletics, academics and his busy social life something had to give. So he’d paid Hideki to write his report for him and he should have received a high mark. Instead Miss Miyagi had recognized Hideki’s handwriting. In retrospect he should have just copied it over himself before turning it in but it was now too late for that. The fact that he’d received a failing grade on the report could be expected but when she also gave Hideki’s report one as well it had been too much. Hideki had been an honors student since he first started school and the black mark on his record filled the young scholar with unreasoning rage.


Since it had happened a month ago Hideki had been livid and all he did was dream of revenge. Then the idea came to him one night when he was on the internet watching porn and masturbating. Being extremely intelligent he knew it would be easier if he had assistance and truth be told he was something of a coward. So he came to Kenji with his plan for revenge.


Kenji found the whole idea intriguing, especially because it was Miss Miyagi. From the first time he had laid eyes on her, he had desired her and this plan would accomplish that while also teaching her a lesson in humility. He agreed on the condition that his best friend Ichiro be allowed to be a part of it. Kenji was sure Ichiro would be enthusiastic as he often fantasized about such things and here was a chance to make it real.


Ichiro had jumped at the offer and they began to plot it out. Between the three of them they conducted surveillance to decide where the best place to carry out their plans was. That included following Miss Miyagi home to her apartment but since she rented from a family that lived downstairs they decided against doing it there. The chances of something going wrong were too great to risk.


Then they discovered that Miss Miyagi stayed late most days to grade papers and do other preparation work. Sometimes she would work into the early evening before leaving to catch her train so they decided it was the perfect place. It would also be symbolic to do it in the classroom where she had punished them; a case of poetic justice Hideki felt.


“So is everything ready?” Ichiro asked.


“Yes. The ‘supplies’ are in a backpack in my locker” Kenji replied “and Hideki has made sure that the custodian is on board.”


“Correct. Mr. Takahashi has received payment, except for his ‘bonus’ which he’ll claim after we’re done” Hideki said with a malevolent grin.


“Okay then. We’ll meet at my locker at the end of the school day” Kenji said.


School had been out for an hour and the three conspirators waited outside the locked side door of the school building. Hideki was pacing and looking at his watch impatiently every few seconds. The other two, while just as eager showed no outward signs but stood quietly. Then without a sound the door swung open on well oiled hinges and old Mr. Takahashi beckoned them in. Like three spirits they glided into the dimly lit staircase and followed the school custodian up the steps to the third floor. Producing a key the old man unlocked the door to the corridor and ushered them through.


“There’s no one else left in this section of the building” he told the students with a wink “so the coast is clear. Have fun and I’ll be waiting.”


“Good man” Hideki replied as he slapped the man on his shoulder. “Here is a gift to help you pass the time.”


From his jacket pocket Hideki produced a bottle of fine plum wine and handed it to the custodian. The old man grinned appreciatively at the present as he took it. Not waiting, he pulled off the top and took a big swallow before giving a thumb’s up.


The three were by then already filing down the hall in single file with Hideki in the lead, followed by Kenji and Ichiro right behind. As soon as they drew near to the classroom they slipped on the identical black ski masks. Kenji now took the lead, as of the three he was the natural leader as well as being the most athletic. Silently he slid the door to the classroom to the side and peered inside.


Miss Miyagi sat at one of the student desks as she graded some exams from one of her classes. Since her desk was higher and had no chair she found it more convenient to use a student desk as she did this. She was so engrossed in her task that it was doubtful she would have heard them even if they’d made a sound which they didn’t.


Kenji crept in first with Hideki right behind. Ichiro slid the door shut as he brought up the rear. The first indication that something was wrong was when Miss Miyagi felt a hand touch her shoulder. She turned only to be confronted by three figures. Each was wearing the regulation school uniform but also black ski masks with a hole for each eye as well as one for the mouth.


Before she could move or even scream a hand was clamped over her mouth stifling her cry. Kenji dragged her from the seat with an arm around her tiny waist while he kept his hand pressed firmly on her lips. He pulled her body against his as she struggled futilely against the strong young athlete. One of her hands attempted to pull his off her mouth so she could call for help but she was unable to budge it.


A second later she had something new to worry about as Hideki took hold of her white cotton blouse and yanked on it. Buttons went flying in all directions as it opened down to where Kenji’s arm was wrapped around her. Her eyes shifted to the attacker who had just done this and to her horror she saw in his other hand he held a camera that was pointed her way.


Mai redoubled her efforts to free herself but she was no more successful. By now she felt Kenji’s growing bulge pressing into her ass as he ground his loins into her firm buttocks. Then Ichiro took hold of her wrist that was up by her mouth and pulled it down and away. His other hand reached out and grabbed her breast through the material of her plain white bra. He was surprised at how it was so soft and yet firm at the same time.


Ichiro continued to squeeze it and a second later Hideki pawed at her other breast. The two students looked at each other and came to an unspoken agreement. The next instant they both pulled down hard on the fabric of the brassiere freeing the young teacher’s shapely breasts. Hideki then took her nipple between his thumb and forefinger and twisted it cruelly. Mai cried out in pain but her voice was muffled by the hand of Kenji.


A second later for the first time in his life Ichiro’s mouth tasted a woman’s breast.