Next on Mrs. Imelda's list was a girl named "Precious." 

Among all the girls I tutored, Precious had the lowest grades. During our few sessions together, I noticed that she struggled to grasp my teachings.

Unfortunately that day, I caught Precious cheating on her friend's assignment. I scolded her and gave her a stern warning. "Apologize, Precious. Don't let it happen again," I said, my disappointment evident in my voice.

"Sorry, Sir! Please don't be angry," she pleaded, her voice barely audible. I leaned in closer, trying to catch her words. Precious had a soft and gentle voice, almost timid and endearing.

"What? How?" I asked, bringing my ear closer to her. The teacher's lounge was buzzing with activity, making it difficult to hear. "You have such a soft voice," I commented, before suggesting that we go to the library.

Once there, I instructed Precious to redo her assignment and explicitly told her not to engage in any form of cheating.

"Yes, Sir!" she replied in a soft tone. Her voice was incredibly cute.

As the evening grew darker, the school became increasingly empty, with only a few teachers and myself remaining. It was the perfect time to check on Precious and see her progress in the library.

"Oh, is this all you've done?" I asked her, disappointed. "When are you planning to go home?" 

Precious had been working incredibly slowly.

"Keep working until it's done! No completion, no leaving!" I threatened her once again. "And don't forget!" I scolded, reminding her.

I left her to continue her work, hoping that this time she would finish it quickly. But it seemed that my expectations were too high.

She appeared to be struggling with the assignment.

"What's wrong? Why are you like this?" I asked, approaching her.

With her soft and adorable voice, Precious pleaded, "Sir, I'm sorry. Precious doesn't understand."

"Where don't you understand?" I asked, taking a look at her work.

Suddenly, the lights went out. The room plunged into darkness.

"Oh, it seems even the school janitor has gone home," I realized. Now, Precious and I were trapped in the library. To make matters worse, we discovered that the library had been locked.

"Sir, please forgive Precious. Please don't be angry," she begged.

Precious had managed to make me even more irritated. Every time I asked her something, she simply apologized and answered honestly. Her sweet voice prevented me from fully expressing my anger.

So, I sat there, defeated, gazing at Precious who was now looking down, confused.

"It's dark, Sir!" she said, her voice filled with unease.

"Fine, then," I sighed, giving in. Precious quickly tidied up her work and stored it away, then sat beside me in the darkness.

"How much longer, Sir?" she asked, innocently and naively. Little did she know how furious I was.

 "What should we do now?" she asked me, her voice filled with uncertainty. "Should we just wait for someone to come?"

"Well, we have no choice but to wait for someone, don't we?" I replied curtly, my tone reflecting my impatience.

"In situations like this, Precious used to enjoy playing doctor," she said, her words capturing my attention.

Marcie's story about how Precious had lost her virginity due to her fondness for playing doctor flashed in my mind. A mischievous smile escaped my lips as I remembered.

"Alright then, be my patient!" she exclaimed cheerfully, moving closer to me.

"A patient? What's the illness?" I played along, intrigued by the game she proposed.

"Hmm... Precious needs to think," she pondered. "Ah! I know! The illness is anger! High blood pressure!"

Her words caught me off guard, and I burst into laughter, completely swept away by the playful atmosphere. Precious approached me, her eyes gleaming mischievously, and began examining my body.

"As the patient, you need to be thoroughly examined. Don't misbehave!" she playfully warned, channeling the spirit of a mischievous child. "Lie down here, and the doctor will check you."

Complying with her request, I lay down on the table, surrendering myself to the game.

And just as I suspected, she turned out to be a naughty doctor, eager to explore every inch of my body.

"Open your shirt, sir!" she said, unbuttoning my shirt. Precious's face came closer to mine as she pretended to examine my mouth. She began observing my chest, stomach, and groin area.

"Mrs. Doctor, be careful! You might get aroused!" I commented, closing my eyes.

Seeing her innocence and naivety, it seemed like Precious had become the target of her friends' teasing.

"Hmm... This seems like a serious illness," she said.

"Yes, Mrs. Doctor. Why?" I asked.

"Hmm, the doctor needs to run a test first. Mr. Patient, just stay quiet," she whispered.

Precious then twisted my nipple gently and slowly.

"Wait, why is the doctor examining that?" I exclaimed in surprise.

"Stay still!" she said, then squeezed my nipple.

I was taken aback by Precious's actions.

Her hand then squeezed and caressed my groin.

I found myself enjoying it. Being trapped here with Precious felt delightful.

After a while, she called out to me, "Sir?"

"What is it? Am I better now?" I played along. "But, oh dear doctor, it seems to be swollen now."

I said, taking off my pants. Precious helped me remove my underwear.

"Oh, it's not swollen, sir. The Patient doesn't understand, huh? This is just... anger," she said, rubbing my penis gently.

"So, what should I do, Mrs. Doctor?" I asked, full of hope.

"Hmm... I know the remedy for this. The doctor has it right here," she answered, taking out a bag and opening it.

"What are you going to do, Mrs. Doctor?" I asked, confused. I thought she was going to perform oral sex or masturbate me, but it turned out to be something else.

Precious took something out of her bag and pointed it at me. It was a long needle-like pen. 

"What's that?" I asked, suspicious.

"Just relax, sir! It's going to be enjoyable, I promise," she reassured me.

I smiled and shook my head. "Be careful now!"

Precious chuckled and then took my cock into her mouth. Ah! I exclaimed, starting to enjoy it.

"Is Mr. Cock healthy, Mrs. Doctor?" I teased her, playfully.

"The doctor needs to examine it first," she replied cutely, using both her hands to hold onto my cock.

With her agile tongue, Precious circled the head of my cock. "Delicious! How did you become so skilled?" I praised her.

Precious glanced at me briefly and continued to lick the head of my cock. Her tongue stopped at the tip, leaving a trail of saliva.

"Brilliant!" I complimented her.

Precious smiled and with her two fingers, she slowly opened up the hole of my cock, repeating the motion along with the droplets of her saliva.

"What are you doing, Mrs. Doctor?" I asked suspiciously.

"Well, sir, you were angry, right?" she asked me. "So, here's what we do." She pierced the opening of my urethra with her pinky finger.

"Precious! What is that? It hurts, Precious!" I exclaimed, feeling the pain. "Yes, of course, that is the most sensitive part of you. You never done this before?" she teased.

"Well, how is it? I'm curious," I asked, observing Precious as she sucked on the opening of my urethra. She teased my cock with quick flicks of her tongue.

“Oh, God!” I screamed, feeling an incredible sensation at the tip of my cock.

How did kids play doctor like this back in the day? Why is it like this? I wondered to myself as I became more aware that Precious was now inserting the pen into my urethra. What is that? I winced in pain.

Precious remained silent, not answering.

Then, biting her lip and stroking my cock, Precious began her play.

I felt the cold metal violating my cock. Craving it from the inside.

And it became even more intense as Precious squeezed and massaged my cock while leaving the object inside.

“Precious! This feels insane!”

"I know it, sir!" she said, poking the object. 

She smiled at me and said "Oh ya! This doctor knows you've fucked Marcie."

“No! No, I didn't! I denied.” I shook my head and denied that I had been with the ugliest girl in our class.

“Hey! Sir!’ she said, speeding up her strokes. “You ask me not to cheat. Look at you now.”

I can bear the pain, “Yes! Yes! I admit it! I've been with Marcie!”

“There you go!” She pulled out the object and started to lock the object. Though it was painful, I was enjoying this game. The sensation was extraordinary.

“Are we done yet?” I asked her as I saw Precious took out a lollipop candy and opened it. “Do you want it, sir?” she asked me.

“What for?” I questioned.

She didn't answer me but without any sound. Suddenly, Precious inserted the candy stick into my urethra, and made me wince in pain once again.

The candy stick was now lodged in my cock, and Precious licked the candy, stirring the stick inside my urethra wild...

“Insane!” I moaned in pleasure. Her tongue's strokes on the candy stick felt truly agony inside my cock, My face turned pale as Precious greedily sucked on it.

She tortured me with her questions over and over.

“Do my friends like your cock, sir? she asked, licking her lips.

“Y-yes!” I stuttered in response.

“Is that that good, sir?” she asked, pushing the candy stick in and out. “No!!!!” I screamed, enduring the excruciating pain.

“Why didn't you invite me, sir?” she asked, pulling out the candy stick, followed by the uncontrollable release of my sperm.

Where I tighten my urethra with her thumb. Make it feel so incredibly better than I had known. 

Gently Precious slurped up my spilled sperm and licked it clean.

“Let’s see if Your cock is still amazing, sir, after this? she asked, grabbing another tool. This time, it wasn't long but had multiple beads.

“Stop! Stop it!” I command her, but I want to feel it more.

While violating the opening of my cock with her tongue, she inserted the tool inside. I felt the remnants of my sperm being pulled out along with the object.

“Precious! Stop!” I moaned, feeling an incredible ache in my cock. I also saw some white fluid coming out, with an unpleasant odor. But the release of that fluid made my cock feel so incredibly good. It was like an orgasm I had never experienced before.

She picks that fluid and smells it, “That's your cheese, sir, you often cum, but unclean!” She said then put it into her mouth, and swallow it. And her body jolted, holding her puke.

“That’s so nasty!” I commented on what I saw.

"I'm sorry that I forgot about you," I said weakly, my voice filled with a mix of pleasure and guilt. I couldn't tell if it was because I couldn't handle the sensations or if it was simply too overwhelming. Precious, with a mischievous smile on her face, tightened her grip around my throbbing cock, simultaneously opening up my urethral opening.

Her playful smile widened as she continued to squeeze my penis, now obstructed by the beaded tool. "Precious is quite clever, isn't she?" she taunted, her voice dripping with seductive confidence.

The heat radiating from my cock intensified, and her torturous actions ignited a desire within me. I wanted to both punish and surrender to her. Precious sensually licked the clear fluid that dripped out as a result of her firm grip, teasing me further.

"Do you enjoy it?" she asked, her voice laced with temptation, as she continued to elicit pleasure and torment from my pulsating member.

I nodded and agreed with her, 

As the encounter reached its climax, my longing to thrust into her wetness grew stronger. With a playful voice, she asked, "Do you want to fuck?" Her cute tone did little to calm the eager tip of my penis. Overwhelmed with desire, I screamed, pleading for mercy. In an instant, Precious withdrew the object, leaving me feeling weak and trembling.

I staggered to my feet, my legs feeling like jelly as I locked eyes with her. The intensity of the moment consumed me, and I couldn't resist pursuing her. I wrapped my arms around her voluptuous body, my hands eagerly squeezing her ample breasts. They were soft and inviting, lacking the firmness I had come to expect. I buried my face in her neck, inhaling deeply.

"Don't be shy, sir!" she challenged, her body wriggling beneath my touch, fueling my desire further. I continued to explore her breasts, savoring every moment.

"This must feel so good!" I exclaimed, my senses overwhelmed by the intoxicating scent of her sweat. My already throbbing groin hardened even more in response.

Suddenly, Precious let out a startled scream as I pulled down her panties. She cried out, resisting my advances. Confusion washed over me as I questioned her actions. "Wait! What are you doing now?" I asked, trying to make sense of her behavior.

"I'm becoming a maid being ravished by her master, sir!" she declared, pushing me away. The realization hit me like a bolt of lightning. This girl was driving me to the brink of madness, igniting a fire within me that I couldn't extinguish.

Now, Precious was resisting me. She was rebelling, but I held her back with my hands and my feet. My agile hands immediately touched her between her legs. While looking into her eyes, my middle finger slipped into the crevice of her pussy. “Naughty Girl!”! I said, pulling my finger out and showing it to her. Precious struggled even harder. She asked me to let her go.

But I inserted my finger again, digging into her pussy. While squeezing her breasts, I kissed her lips and her neck. and licked her earlobe.

Precious couldn't break free from my embrace. She kept moving, trying to push me away. She resisted me. As I started directing my cock towards her pussy, Precious acted as if a maid was being violated.

“Don't, sir! I am scared!” she said, covering her face and looking at my cock.

I embraced her body and licked the side of her neck. When my tongue reached her earlobe, she moaned. She trembled. She tried to push me away, but her hands seemed weaker.

I moistened the head of my cock with my saliva and slowly pressed it into her pussy. As I try to forget the pain she gave to me.

“Don't be afraid, Precious! I know it won't hurt you anymore,” I persuaded her again. Start to thrust my dick slowly.

“Do you like it, Precious?” I asked, teasing her warm pussy with my cock. I pressed harder, and the head of my cock slowly penetrated that tight, moist crevice. “It hurts! It hurts, sir!” Precious screamed as if in great pain.

I kissed Precious' lips and sucked her tongue while pushing my cock deeper. “Precious! Your pussy feels so good!” I exclaimed in praise.

Her mouth, screaming silently, invited me to keep enjoying it.

Her bouncing breasts and the trembling fat on her body were aroused by pleasure and raging desire. Her pussy oozed an incredible pleasure. My cock was gripped by warm flesh, so tight and gripping.

Then there she was,  crying, sobbing.

I stopped thrusting and asked, “Precious, what's wrong?”

I never anticipated that she would possess such exceptional acting skills. "Sir! It feels incredible like this," she pleaded, her body craving more of my touch and intensity.

Confused by her sudden change in demeanor, I couldn't help but question her motives. "So, why are you putting on this act now?" I inquired, my pace quickening as desire surged through me.

Precious responded nonchalantly, a playful giggle escaping her lips. "To make it more authentic, so I can cry," she explained, her hips moving in sync with the rhythm of my throbbing cock as it delved deeper into her moist entrance.

"It's so long, sir!" she praised, her voice filled with both pleasure and admiration as she eagerly welcomed my length once again.

Finally, overwhelmed by the intensity of our passionate encounter, Precious collapsed onto the library table, her body quivering with satisfaction and delight. With a gleeful tone, she expressed her desire to continue experiencing such exhilarating lessons. "If the lessons are like this, I would be thrilled to join," she happily replied, her voice echoing with anticipation and eagerness.