The Hi-School Girl

Part 3

Tanaka decided to put his plan into the next phase today. First, he had doctored Miyuki's panties with a full tube of his special powder. He had then called her to stay back after class, telling her that his photographs of her had really impressed his agency, and that he wanted to show the photos to her.

Tanaka knew that the itching effect would come after about half an hour after contact. And PE being the last lesson of the day, students and teachers of Kawasaki High School had all left the school campus within fifteen minutes of the last bell.

Tanaka's adrenaline was pumping, as he readied his video camera. A professional in his line - and it was neither photography nor teaching. Tanaka fulfilled voyeuristic fantasies of his clients. For the individuals who employed him, it was a vicarious way of experiencing forbidden sexual pleasures; Tanaka acted on behalf of his clients, and he specialised in capturing it on film. Invariably, the client almost always knows the subject, perhaps a sexy student, neighbor, secretary, friend's wife, colleague, a niece or even daughter. Tanaka had seduced, molested, humiliated and raped all of them.

Although a seasoned hand, he couldn't help getting excited about the innocent teenage girl that was about to be violated in many ways.

Miyuki appeared at the door way to his office, and bowed her head in greeting to her sensei. Tanaka invited her in, and asked her to sit down on the couch. He brought her an album, and started showing her some pictures of people and places which were 'his work'. Tanaka wanted to stall for some time, in case there were still people around in school who had not yet left, and this bought him another ten minutes. He was also waiting for his powder to take effect.

"Tanaka-san, did my pictures turn out alright?" Miyuki asked as she flipped to the last page of his album.

"Oh yes, I nearly forgot." Tanaka went back to his desk, and pulled out another album.

To her surprise, it was labelled "Miyuki Reiko, 16 yrs old" on the cover. Tanaka watched her carefully, and saw her surprise, but she was too polite to ask any questions.

"Oh my." She saw the first few pictures, and was quite alarmed to see that they had been blown up to almost full page size. She looked quite innocent in them, but yet, there was a subtle hint of flirtatiousness in her pose she realised. She was not sure if it was herself, or the 'skill' of the photographer, namely Mr Tanaka, which made it such.

Tanaka was watching her carefully, and registered the first tell-tale twitching of her thighs, as she sat on the couch beside him, looking at the album. Miyuki's left hand went unconsciously to her lap, and then she suddenly realised that the horrible itching is coming again. "The client really thought you were a great model, Miyuki. They are requesting for more pictures of you."

"Really?", Miyuki couldn't really think, as the itching multiplied by the second. She was feeling alarmed that this time, the intensity had risen quite quickly. One moment, she was feeling fine, the next, it felt like someone was tickling her pussy with a feather.

She turned to the last page, and saw, to her shock, that Tanaka had taken that picture of her squatting down, full-body! Quite clearly, her thighs can be seen.

"Bbbut.. you promised to take only the upper body!" Miyuki stammered, staring in disbelief at Tanaka, who nonchalantly waved his hand and replied, "Oh.. don't worry about that - all the models do that nowadays. It's nothing. And my client really loved it!"

And that's not a lie either, Tanaka thought to himself. Miyuki felt the itching in her crotch grow by the second, and did not want to argue. "I.. Sorry, Mr Tanaka, I need to go to the ladies," she blushed, Mr Tanaka must think she has no bladder control. She really needed to relieve that itch.

"Sure, but only if you agree to do more pictures for me," Mr Tanaka said. Miyuki glanced at Mr Tanaka and gave him a silly grin. She wasn't sure if he was joking or not. "I need to go.." she could not stand it anymore - she practically ran out of his room, much to Mr Tanaka's amusement.

Tanaka picked up his video camera and tripod, sauntered out into the corridor, and glanced around to make sure nobody else was in school. It was silent indeed. He saw the schoolgirl disappear into the ladies around the corner, and quickly followed her.

Miyuki dashed into the ladies, and ran into the cubicle, closing the door behind her. She quickly sat on the toilet seat cover, and peeled her panties down to her knees, and started scratching the burning sensation in her pubic mound. "Ohh.. oh my" she muttered to herself. "What is wrong with me??"

Tanaka placed his tripod softly on the ground, closed the door to the ladies, and locked it. He crept slowly to the only cubicle with the closed door, making no sound in his sneakers. All the time, Miyuki Reiko was busy scratching her pussy, her eyes half-closed. It felt so good to scratch she did not realise that Tanaka had climbed onto the toilet seat in the cubicle adjacent to hers, and was training his video camera onto her from over the dividing wall.

Tanaka felt the familiar swelling in his loins as he focused his camera onto the unsuspecting girl. He could only see her hand moving in a fury under her skirt, as she sat there, with her legs open, and her white cotton panties stretched around her knees. It was a fantastic shot - to anyone, it would look like Miyuki Reiko, class monitress, was getting herself off.

A full minute passed, Tanaka's tool was struggling to get free from his pants. Tanaka's mind quickly flashed back to the last week's events - his client had requested for a picture and video package of Miyuki Reiko, and Tanaka was to be paid handsomely for his services. But his client had stressed that the girl was not to be harmed, at least physically. And he, as a professional, was to deliver the contract - as much as he wanted to, he could not rape this girl in the ladies.

Miyuki screamed, when her dreamy eyes focused on the black camera lens over the top of the cubicle wall. She quickly pulled her panties up and dashed out of her cubicle. She heard that familiar voice before she saw the peeping-tom's face: "Miyuki Reiko's masturbation in the school toilet.." Tanaka said, stepping out, an evil grin on his face.

Miyuki could hardly believe it. She ran to the door, and found it locked. She could only think of running away. Running away from this nightmare situation - her teacher had caught her on tape in a shameful act. She wasn't even masturbating. But why was Mr Tanaka in the ladies?? She had a dozen different questions in her head. How could he??

"Just doing my job, my dear Miyuki." It was almost like Tanaka had read her mind. Tanaka calmly attached the video camera to the tripod, as the panicked girl tried the unbudging door again and again. "Help! Let me out.. why are you doing this?" Miyuki managed in a feeble voice.

"Why don't we get started." Tanaka's eyes roamed over the sixteen year old's body. For the first time, Miyuki saw that cruel glint in his eyes - his handsome features seemed demonic now as the man strode over to the cowering girl.

Miyuki put up a lame struggle, as the much stronger Tanaka pinned her body and arms against the wall with an arm and his body, while his other hand forcibly grabbed her pert breasts through her school-girl uniform. "Don't worry, i'm won't rape you. I just want to make a sexy video."

Miyuki's head was feeling light, very light. Her breathing was fast and deep, and her breasts rose and fall with each breath she took. Tanaka took a few seconds to admire her bosom and savor the moment. Then he reached under her skirt.

Miyuki screamed when she felt his hand under her panties. "Look, Miyuki, if you're smart, you'll keep quiet and cooperate, or I'll distribute that naughty video of you playing with your pussy to everyone in school." Her heart sank when she heard that. She closed her eyes, and heard the furious beating of her heart reverberating in her eardrums. She prayed that it wasn't happening.