Tokyo: Starting from staying with my mother’s best friend

Chapter 118 Chapter 117: The teacher in black stockings plays the role of the blond cat girl with her tail pinned

"Orihime, what do you want to do!"

Zhenzhi's plump body began to twist, and his red lips were like two ripe cherries, subconsciously tightening.

Faced with her glare, Orihime remained unmoved and came directly behind her, pressed her head with one hand and said coldly: "I just taught Hayasaka some rules, now it's your turn. "

"you……"

Zhenzhi was shocked and said angrily: "What did you do to her?"

"You should worry about yourself first, Mrs. Machichi!" Orihime began to exert force on her hands.

"What are you doing? Let me go..."

Zhenzhi began to struggle hard.

However, in her heart, she was still afraid of Orihime. In addition, Orihime's strength was frightening. Her naturally noble head was forcefully pressed to the floor, and she felt extremely humiliated.

The cold floor, the painful forehead, the torn self-esteem...

When he thought that Orihime and the kid were condescending and looking down on him, Machi felt a faint heat in his belly, and he felt like he wanted to pee after being bullied.

At this time, Orihime suddenly squatted down and whispered in her ear: "Madam really wants to make your big room disappear directly."

"Woo~"

Mrs. Zhenzhi knocked her forehead to the ground and bit her lips.

Of course she knew that the housekeeper was telling the truth. The helplessness in her heart made her feel more humiliated, and her chest began to swell with the depressed emotions.

"The reason why you have such a good skin is probably nourished by your IQ! That's why you have grown into a vase, which is of no use except to look good." Orihime was still humiliating her indifferently.

Zhenzhi was trembling with humiliation.

"Now, Madam has handed you over to the young master." Orihime continued, but her tone suddenly became a little more meaningful, "Madam will not ask how the young master treats you, but if you don't seize this opportunity, you can reach a better agreement with the young master. For a strong relationship. When Madam has time to take action herself, no one in Japan can save you."

After saying that, she let go of her hand and stood up.

Zhenzhi still finds it difficult to let go of her arrogant heart, but she also understands that her current situation is very bad.

Only after this period of time can we talk about revenge again.

She kept kowtowing, her body trembling slightly, and whispered to Iinuma Isao: "Master, please have mercy..."

Ionuma Isao remained silent and left it to the butler to continue his training.

Orihime knew what the young master meant, and immediately squatted down again, correcting Machi's kneeling posture.

Then, he began to guide her to apologize.

Zhenchi had a plump figure, and when she tried to crawl down from her waist, the kimono was too tight, making it difficult for her to move as if she was wrapped in a sheet.

Orihime was behind her and pressed hard with her hands.

Only after hearing a slight sound of clothes tearing, did Machi bend down and make a real Dogeza apology.

She knelt on the ground, feeling extremely humiliated.

Ionuma Isao lowered his head and looked at Machi's embarrassed appearance.

The young man looked calm, and no one could guess what he was thinking right now.

Machi's fair and smooth forehead was pressed against the cold floor, and Iinuma Isao's toes wearing socks could be seen in his sight.

Even though he was kneeling on the ground and couldn't see his expression, he must be very contemptuous... Just thinking about how he looked down upon her, Zhenzhi felt hard to breathe, his heart was beating fast, and he felt an inexplicable pleasure of being humiliated.

At this time, she had long lost her previous domineering attitude. She crouched on her waist, her chest swelled up, and she said: "Master, my tone was wrong before. Please forgive me. I will never dare to do it again. Please Don’t attack Hayasaka…”

She really cared about that maid.

Feeling that it was almost done, Ionuma Isao gave the butler a wink.

"Get up first, kneeling is not good for your knees." Orihime reached out to support Makoto.

"No need for your pretentiousness!" Zhenzhi's body was trembling, but he still pushed the housekeeper away with his backhand.

However, her strength was really useless, and Orihime didn't even shake her body. Instead, she could faintly hear crying in her voice.

"I cried when I was bullied again."

"I don't!!!"

Machi replied angrily.

Orihime didn't tolerate her, so she grabbed her collar and lifted her up from the ground like a she-cat by the scruff of her neck.

The face that had been looking down appeared in front of Ionuma Isao.

Her beautiful and delicate cheeks were stained with tears, her eyes were red, and her body was trembling with grievance.

Ionuma Isao was also a little surprised.

However, the housekeeper looked normal. He must have bullied Zhenzhi until he cried.

"what?"

Ionuma Isao suddenly noticed something on the ground.

Zhenzhi's body stiffened.

The young man suddenly looked over, and his thoughtful look was really humiliating to her.

After all, she was the eldest talker of the Hatsuroye family, and not even Qinghime showed such a look towards her.

...It's such a shame, I really want to take revenge!

Orihime glanced at the ground, then pointed to the bathroom next to the dungeon: "Go and wash yourself, don't go out and be embarrassed."

Zhenzhi's chest was so tight that he couldn't stay any longer, so he rushed into the bathroom.

Soon, the sound of water sounded.

Ionuma Isao turned around and looked at Orihime: "Now I really taught her a profound lesson."

"Master, do you still want her to be more profound?" Orihime asked respectfully.

"It's more profound? No way..." Ionuma Isao shook his head and said helplessly, "Just like this, she probably hates me in her heart. If it's more profound, she can't just fight me directly?"

"Master, this is wrong."

"how do I say this?"

Orihime pursed her lips and looked at the young master: "Can I change my identity?"

Iinuma Isao looked at her strangely: "Identity?"

The butler's lips were as red as washed cherries, and the skin was so thin that it seemed as if juice could ooze out.

"I want to tell you some truth, of course, as a teacher." As she said that, Orihime bowed slightly, and her snow-white slender neck leaned towards the young master, "So, please let Orihime change her clothes temporarily. clothing."

"Is there such a good thing?" Ionuma Isao smiled strangely.

Orihime straightened up, turned around, opened her long legs, and came to the closet.

The closet door opened slightly, and Ionuma Isao's eyes immediately looked in.

All kinds of strange H uniforms came into his sight, including nurses, maids, bunny girls, all-black rubber sexy nun suits, etc.

"Do you really want to change?" Ionuma Isao's eyes widened.

Orihime's breathing gradually quickened as her hands rummaged through the closet.

After searching for a while, she pulled out a slightly more serious outfit and said calmly: "Just wear this."

"Should I avoid it too?" Iinuma Isao asked eagerly.

Orihime lowered her voice and said, "Master, if you want to see it, of course you can."

"I'm still looking forward to the finished product." Ionuma Isao smiled and turned around.

The sound of clothes falling to the ground soon sounded behind him, and he automatically pictured the scene of a woman changing clothes in his mind.

Orihime put on a teacher's uniform, with black stockings on her legs and high black patent leather high heels.

"I've changed it," she said softly.

Ionuma Isao turned around and saw her straightening up her five fingers and pulling down the latex black gloves.

The original conservative kimono was replaced by an off-shoulder black snow satin shirt with a lace collar. The fabric on the chest was pushed up high, and the buttons seemed to fly off at any time;

The lower body is a black hip-hugging short skirt that outlines her charming curves. The shiny black stockings wrap her tight legs. A pair of red-soled stiletto heels make her figure even more graceful.

On his iceberg-like face, there is a pair of small gold-rimmed glasses.

Holding a pointer in his hand, he exuded a wonderfully alluring aura under his usual serious and indifferent expression.

The already cool butler put on his uniform, glasses and rubber gloves and started dancing on the young master's XP.

"Guan, housekeeper..." Iinuma Isao swallowed.

Orihime raised her hand and pushed up her glasses: "Iinuma-kun, you can't look at the teacher like that."

"Yes, teacher!" Iinuma Isao walked towards her, "I, Iinuma Isao, respects teachers the most!"

"Stop, Iinuma-san!" Orihime picked up the pointer and tapped the other end lightly on his nose. "As a teacher, I will teach you the first lesson now - how to control a person."

She has a good figure, the curvature of the front and the back are indescribably graceful.

Iinuma Isao nodded while admiring: "Teacher, please tell me!"

"You cannot completely control a person by violence and humiliation alone." Orihime said coldly, full of aura.

The smart classmate Iinuma immediately answered: "So, the teacher has bullied Auntie Machi for so many years, but it only made her feel more and more hateful, and he was never able to really make her surrender."

"Well, Iinuma-san, that's very good!" Teacher Orihime nodded with satisfaction.

Iinuma Isao immediately asked: "Is there any reward?"

"Iinuma-san, we are in class now, please don't ask questions that are not related to the class!" Teacher Orihime said with a cold face, and the pointer lightly whipped, "If you violate class discipline again, the teacher will punish you more severely!"

"If you want to completely control someone, you have to start from two aspects!"

"Which two aspects?"

"Weakness, and desire! Combined with violence and coercion."

Iinuma Isao thought for a moment and replied: "Teacher, what you mean is that I have Auntie Machi's weakness in my hands, and if I add the corresponding coercion, it will be possible to truly conquer her?"

"No!"

Orihime-sensei shook her head coldly.

Her moist red lips opened and closed slowly in front of the students: "Weakness and coercion only allow you to conquer her temporarily, but they cannot last long. If you really want her to be completely loyal to you, you can only rely on your personal charm. , or that part of your specialty. Either mind or body, you have to completely conquer her in some aspect so that she can't leave you."

"Teacher, I understand!" Iinuma Isao bowed sincerely and apologized.

After raising his head, he suddenly walked towards the teacher and looked at her face with fiery eyes: "Well, teacher, I want to ask you something!"

"Stop, don't come here again!" Teacher Orihime scolded coldly.

An extremely cold face, an equally stern gaze, thick and long eyelashes, gorgeous double eyelids with light pink eye shadow, and... aloofness in the deep pupils.

Ionuma Isao's heart is weird and fiery.

The impression given by the housekeeper is that of a noble and cold iceberg goddess, with an aura of calmness and self-power.

The exquisite face and devilish figure come together, full of the most alluring female charm, and no man can be worthy of her.

With just a cold look that can create a sense of distance, she can scare away those ordinary people who have delusions about her.

However, the only exception is this bad student named Ionuma Isao.

He came to the cold female teacher.

Including the ten centimeter high heels, her current height is not inferior to him at all.

Against the background of black clothes, the small amount of exposed skin such as her wrists, ankles, and neck appear fairer.

The parts covered by clothes must also be as white as suet.

Ionuma Isao felt that it would be a wonderful thing to hold this tall, plump teacher with a noble and cool temperament of abstinence in his arms and play with him!

So he reached out directly and hugged the teacher's waist.

Teacher Orihime's expression suddenly changed, and her eyes were as sharp as needles: "Ionuma Isao, what are you doing! Why don't you let go of the teacher quickly!"

"Impossible!" Ionuma Isao held her waist and looked at her cold face, "Let me think about what you just said. In addition to controlling a person's weakness, you can also control it with desire! Orihime-sensei , are you taking advantage of my desire to control me..."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" The cold and beautiful teacher glared at him fiercely, "I am a teacher, how could I do such a nasty thing!"

"Really? Then let me see how long it will take for you to confess your evil thoughts..."

"Hey, what are you doing? Didn't you say that you respect your teachers..."

As soon as she finished speaking, her body suddenly trembled and her toes stood up high.

The expression on that cold face was one of resisting or catering, and the plump body became shaky as if someone had pinched her vitals.

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Take a shower in the bathroom.

The water roared and the steam steamed.

Under the nozzle, Zhenzhi kept washing his body with hot water.

But no matter how many times she washed it, she felt that she could not wash away the humiliation attached to her body.

"asshole!"

Zhenzhi gritted his teeth and squeezed the shower gel again and applied it to his body.

As she was washing, she suddenly bit her red lips, thinking in her mind why she suddenly lost control of her body and made such an ugly appearance in front of the kid.

She was so embarrassed that tears came out, and she shed them together with the hot water. She hated Ionuma Isao in her heart.

……Like mother like son!

In the past, Zhenzhi hated Qinghime who stole her position as the head of the family. Now, thanks to Ionuma Isao, her hatred for Kiyohime is no longer so strong, but she hates this new little bad guy even more.

Speaking of...

Mrs. Zhenzhi thought about it in her heart.

I barely convinced myself, but there was still an unspeakable shame in my heart.

"This bad boy, it's unfair for him to be so good-looking!" Under the wash of hot water, Mrs. Zhenzhi cursed the brat fiercely, "When I overthrow Kiyohime in the future, I will make you look good! "

She was indignant and secretly swore in her heart that when she got through the difficulties this time, she would rise up strongly.

Soon, she will take complete control of the Hatsukano family, and then Ionuma Isao will definitely try to double the humiliation she felt today.

That bad boy must be locked up in the basement, handcuffed to a stool, and whipped with a whip... Of course, thinking so, Zhenzhi also knew in his heart that revenge was still far away.

I'm afraid that bad guy will humiliate me even more.

She would be locked into this dungeon first, and only when he got tired of seeing her embarrassing appearance would he give up.

As she thought about it, Mrs. Zhenzhi seemed to have seen a scene of being tamed. She was so frightened that she immediately bit her lower lip, and her skin all over her body became hot.

Madam, she is still a little arrogant in her heart, with disgust and anger on her face, and hummed: "If I don't like it anymore, even if I give him a hundred courages, he won't dare to touch me..."

While he was talking to himself, the voices of two people talking seemed to be heard outside.

She didn't pay attention at first, but the sound gradually became something wrong.

"What are you doing..."

Zhenzhi turned down the hot water a little and listened.

The only sound outside was the butler's voice.

"Let go!" (Tough)

"You have to respect me..." (Slight compromise)

"Nonsense, who would be passionate about a brat like you!" (gasping)

"Stop, I know I was wrong, just go around me this time..." (Softly begging for mercy)

"Hey, young master?" (dissatisfied with desire)

After hearing this, Zhenzhi was completely stunned.

She couldn't help but look over and saw that the housekeeper was holding the kid's arms around his waist and could no longer maintain his posture.

The butler's side face was facing this way.

Zhenzhi could clearly see that her face was cold and seductive, like plum blossoms blooming in the ice and snow, it was very beautiful.

"You, you guys..."

The inner humiliation of true knowledge is even greater!

These two guys actually role-played in front of her. They disrespected her so much...

"Just wait for me..."

She got back into the bathroom and continued rinsing her body.

After another ten minutes, her fingers were wrinkled, and she wiped herself clean with a towel.

I looked at my clothes and saw that they were all wet and completely unwearable.

Anger immediately emerged on her face.

How to do?

You can’t just wear a kimono with a vacuum underneath and go to a family dinner, right?

He had no choice but to put on his kimono coat, stick his head out, and angrily shouted to Orihime: "Send a servant to my place and bring me a set of clean clothes."

Orihime didn't even bother to talk to him.

The housekeeper at this time was still wearing teacher's uniform.

However, several holes were torn out of the pantyhose on her legs, and her mature and plump body lay quietly on the young man's lap like a kitten.

"Tsk, you're shameless..." Zhenzhi cursed.

She didn't know why, but seeing their master and servant being so harmonious and loving made her feel unhappy.

"Now go and get the clothes," she shouted.

"This woman forgot about pain again." Ionuma Isao touched Teacher Orihime's head.

Teacher Orihime, who had just been teased by a bad student, but was not satisfied with it. Her desire was unsatisfied, and she stood up with a cold face full of resentment.

Her aura with the pointer in hand is really strong.

Her legs are slender and well-proportioned, her figure has exaggerated and attractive curves, and her feet are so exaggerated that she is not afraid of being taller than Ionuma Isao.

In front of Zhenzhi, he immediately stood tall.

Zhenzhi, who had always had a shadow on her, suddenly became even more cowardly, and quickly changed into a compromising tone: "Go get me some clothes, I'll just pretend I haven't seen this, and I will never tell anyone! "

Orihime didn't care what she said and walked directly to her side in three steps.

"What are you going to do?" Zhenzhi's heart trembled.

"I'll teach you a lesson!" Orihime grabbed her wrist and dragged her directly to the bright red bed.

"You, let go!" Machi scolded, but the housekeeper was completely unmoved, so she could only look at Iinuma Isao and asked: "What do you mean? Is it not enough to have a housekeeper? Even I want it now Eat it?"

She was not provoking Ionuma Isao by acting like this.

It's a kind of forced calmness, so that you won't be at a disadvantage during negotiations.

Iinuma Isao ignored her and asked Orihime: "How does the family deal with such disobedient and risky people?"

"Collect some money and sell it to South America." The housekeeper said coldly and ruthlessly. "As for whether you will work as a prostitute after going to South America, or whether you will transport poison into your body, these have nothing to do with our Hatsukano family."

This is a good approach.

If you throw it to South America, you don't have to get your hands dirty, and you can still get a lot of money from selling people.

How could Zhenzhi not know about this? However, she is a wife and she is not afraid that she will be sold to South America, so with a bargaining mentality: "Okay, I admit defeat, how much is the redemption fee, can I leave the head office?" "

Ionuma Isao thought for a moment and said, "One million yen is fine. Isn't this a random asking price?"

"I can give you 1 million yen!" Zhenzhi was pinned down on the bed and looked at the boy. "Let me get up and I will take you to get the money."

"That won't work!" Ionuma Isao shook his head and smiled at her, "Who knows if you will regret it after you go out? Take the money here, or leave something that I can use to get the money..."

Zhenzhi never thought that a handsome young man could be so hateful when he smiles.

"Tell me what you want!" She gritted her teeth and glared at the master and servant.

Ionuma Isao glanced at Orihime, then turned his back.

With one hand, Orihime gently lifted Mrs. Machichi's beautiful chin, and asked coldly: "Why should a woman who is somewhat pretty but has no pledge get it when she wants to apply for a loan?"

Hearing this, Mrs. Zhenzhi opened her eyes wide.

Could this dark butler want to...

Orihime began to take off her uniform.

"No, I absolutely won't, let me go..." Zhenzhi's eyes twitched.

But almost at the same time, the kimono on her body was also taken off.

Orihime put her kimono on her body and forced her to wear the teacher's uniform and the battle-damaged glossy black stockings.

When the commotion behind him subsided, Ionuma Isao looked back, his eyes brightening slightly.

People's physiques cannot be generalized.

The same uniform has completely different effects when worn on a mature woman who has given birth to a child and a cool young woman who has not yet given birth.

Wearing glasses, pantyhose, black stockings and high heels, Orihime looks like a standard aloof female teacher. She is good-looking, but like an old maid, students will not dare to look at her directly and stay away from her. ;

When worn on the blond mature woman Machi, it feels like she is a warm blond female teacher with big breasts who is easy to get along with. This mature temptation is the standard dream object of adolescent boys at night.

Women's uniforms are too tight.

Zhenzhi felt that especially the chest was tightened, making him feel a little out of breath.

Moreover, Iinuma Isao's gaze also made her extremely uncomfortable... If she was stared at like this normally, she would definitely raise her brows, open her mouth and scold him unceremoniously.

But now, people are like swords and she is like fish...

Not only could she not resist, she even had to please Iinuma Isao in order to have a chance to get out of trouble.

This strong contrast of identity and status, which was completely suppressed from top to bottom, made the indescribable feeling of humiliation in her heart become more and more strange and pleasurable.

No one spoke for a long time. Her heart was beating wildly. She was ashamed and annoyed, and tentatively complained: "These clothes are dirty and wet, why should I wear them?"

After the humiliation just now, all the ladylike qualities in her were gone.

Regardless of her complaints, Orihime suddenly picked up her phone and pointed the camera at her: "Come out like a little female cat."

"Impossible!" Zhenzhi would rather die than surrender.

"Mrs. Machichi, you don't want Hayasaka to know what you were like just now, right?" Orihime turned the phone screen over.

On the screen was a photo of Zhenzhi kneeling on the ground just now.

Zhenzhi's mind was buzzing, his face turned green and red, and he cursed in his heart that both master and servant were devils!

She was reluctant, but she really couldn't resist now...

Seeing that she was still stalling, Orihime simply put the phone to her ear and said coldly: "Hey, call Hayasaka for me!"

In an instant, Zhenzhi shouted: "I'll do it, I'll just do it, you bastard, hang up the phone quickly!"

Orihime immediately hung up the phone and pointed the camera at her again.

Nothing can happen to me yet, I still have to protect Hayasaka... Zhenchi recited this sentence silently in his heart, and finally slowly raised his right hand, his fingers bent into the shape of a cat's paw next to his cheek, and his sexy red lips slightly opened.

"Meow, meow~"

Wow, shame, such a shame... Zhenzhi secretly swore that she would ask the housekeeper to do this in the future.

Orihime started taking the video, moved the shooting angle, and commanded her expressionlessly: "Now, I am your master, and I am back. What should you say? Think about it, otherwise, I will let you practice until dawn. "

This is deliberately humiliating me. I'm not afraid. Come on, everything will be retaliated in the future... Zhenzhi has thousands of unwillingnesses in his heart, but he can't resist. He can only hypnotize himself in his heart and put on various pictures in cooperation. A cute gesture.

"Meow~~Welcome back, Master!"

This blond beauty with big waves looks quite cute pretending to be a cat girl.

Ionuma Isao didn't go up to disturb the butler, he just watched from behind.

Under the command of the butler, Mrs. Makoto kept changing her posture, and her close-fitting uniform was pulled, outlining her seductive curves.

Not bad, really good!

But it seems like something is missing, the internal flavor is not enough!

At this time, the housekeeper suddenly took out a pair of cat-ear headbands from the cabinet.

And, a cat tail.

"Ok?"

The corner of Zhenzhi's mouth twitched and he opened his mouth: "You, you can't..."

Orihime didn't say much. He just held her down and helped her put on the headband and tail regardless of her struggles and protests.

The noble Madam Zhenzhi was already stupid at this time.

"Don't be stunned. Hurry up and finish filming the last part." Orihime held her cell phone, pointed the camera at her, and ordered her to pose, "Put your hands and knees on the sheets, stick your butt out and shake it from side to side, follow I said, 'Should I eat first or eat my true knowledge first?' Don't force me to beat you, hurry up, do you hear me!"

The matter has come to this, and there is no dignity left.

Zhenzhi gave up on himself, sticking his butt and wagging his tail, looking at the camera with tears in his eyes: "Meow, welcome back, Master! Master, do you want to eat first, or Zhenzhi~, meow~wuwu Woo hoo..."

Blonde-eyed teacher with black stockings and cat ears...

Ionuma Isao had a great time watching it.

"Okay, I will strictly manage these videos." Orihime put away her mobile phone and said calmly, "If you do something stupid again, don't blame me for not saving you some face..."

The initial discipline of Zhenchi has come to an end... Ionuma Isao thought so, but the butler didn't think so.

Under Orihime's coercion, Machichi put on a kimono, but only wore a bra underneath...

Along the way, Iinuma Isao deliberately followed Zhenchi.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the delicate buttocks wrapped in red kimono intentionally or unintentionally. If he looked closely, he could still see traces of the tail.

Perhaps there was an extra foreign object, because when Zhenzhi walked, her legs always moved closer inward unconsciously, which made her back look more graceful.

Her delicate buttocks are swaying slightly, coupled with her domineering appearance, let alone, it is quite interesting...

The scene of her meowing just now was recalled in his mind, and the cry seemed to be still in his ears. Ionuma Isao shook his head quickly, calming his mind and no longer thinking wildly.

But the housekeeper just wanted him to think wildly.

After entering the banquet hall, Orihime suddenly came over and whispered in the young master's ear: "I have a hand..."

Zhenzhi didn’t know what was going on at this time.

She endured the strangeness, gritted her teeth, and walked into the banquet hall with an ugly expression.

By chance, Ryoko also appeared with the baby in her arms. She glanced at her sister and, as usual, asked aloud: "Is there something wrong with the business again?"

There are certainly problems with the business, but my current problems are even bigger...

Facing her sister's question, Zhenzhi was too embarrassed to speak, so she could only bite her lower lip and muttered a vague "hmm".

"You have a hot temper and like to mess around. You might as well hire some managers to take care of it." Ryoko looked at her sister helplessly, with a gentle tone, and advised: "If you really encounter any problems, go to Qingji Well, let her give you some pointers."

Zhenzhi also knows that his sister is right.

But these words really hurt her. She endured the discomfort and said angrily: "There is no need for her. I can do anything myself. Neither she nor that brat is a good person..."

Liangzi whispered again: "We are all good sisters. We should help each other and understand each other. Qingji will not harm you..."

"I'll be nice to that Qing Ji..."

Zhenzhi originally planned to curse, but in the middle of his words, he suddenly trembled, turned his head with his tail between his legs and glared at the master and servant who had suffered a thousand blows!

(End of this chapter)