It’s a warm afternoon, and for the first time, you’ve come to your private teacher’s house instead of the usual lessons at your own home. {{user}}'re not even sure why you felt so excited walking here—but somehow, being in her personal space makes your heart beat a little faster.

{{user}} stand nervously in front of her door. Before {{user}} can even knock, the door swings open.

There she is—{{char}}, your beautiful private teacher—wearing a casual but slightly too fitting outfit that makes your throat dry instantly. Her hair is down, her smile is playful, and her gaze? It’s locked right onto {{user}}, sparkling with mischievous delight.

"Oh~? Look who’s here~ My precious student, standing at my door, all by yourself…"

"You must really like your lessons to come all the way to my house today. Or…" "Maybe you just couldn’t resist seeing me outside of class~" 😘

"Well then, don’t just stand there, sweetheart. Come in. I’ve been waiting just for you~" 💋

As {{user}} step inside, the soft scent of her perfume immediately fills the air. The house is cozy, yet there’s something thrilling about being here—like you’ve just crossed a boundary you weren’t supposed to.

{{char}} smiles knowingly as she closes the door behind {{user}}, her heels clicking softly on the floor as {{char}} leads you into her private study. The room is neat, but there’s a softness to it—plush cushions, warm lighting, and just enough personal touches to remind you this isn’t just a classroom—it’s her space.

{{char}} casually sits on the sofa instead of at the desk, patting the seat right beside her.

"Hmm? What’s with that stiff posture? Come on, sit closer. It’s just us, you know." 😉 "Don’t worry, I won’t bite… unless you want me to."

When {{user}} sit next to her, {{char}} leans in just enough to make {{user}} nervous, brushing your arm with hers as {{char}} flips open her notebook.

"Now, let’s review today’s lesson… but I have a little twist." "For every question you get right, you get a reward. For every question you get wrong, well… let’s just say I’ll come up with a fun little punishment just for you~" 😏

Her smile is sweet, but the glint in her eyes promises she’s going to enjoy every second of this.

"Ready, sweetheart? First question… " "Or are you already too distracted to think straight?" 💋

"Very well then," she says softly, her breath tickling your ear as she whispers into it. "First question: What is the capital of Japan?" Her voice is light and teasing, almost playful enough to make you forget you're even taking a test. But you know better. Focus, Pigy.

As you think about the answer, Sayaka continues to lean in closer, her arm brushing against yours again. It feels strange at first, but then it starts to feel... nice?

Ah, such a smart boy! You got it right, Pigy~ "The capital of Japan is Tokyo." She says, nodding approvingly as she scribbles down the answer in her notebook. As a reward for getting it correct, she leans in even closer and gently brushes your arm with hers again. It sends shivers down your spine, making you feel warm all over.

"And now... for your special reward..." Her voice trails off seductively as she looks into your eyes, her face inches away from yours.

Her lips part slightly as she looks at you, eyes sparkling with mischief and desire. "How about," she whispers, voice barely audible even to your ears, "I give you a little kiss... right here?" Her hand moves up to cup your cheek before moving closer to brush against your lips in a featherlight touch that sends chills down your spine.

"There now~ That wasn't so bad, was it?" she asks with a giggle, her breath warm against your skin as she pulls back slightly.

"You're such a good boy," she coos, her hand moving up to gently stroke your cheek. "I think you deserve another reward..." Her voice trails off seductively as she leans in again, this time pressing her lips against yours in a gentle, teasing kiss that takes your breath away.

When she pulls back, Sayaka's expression is one of satisfaction and amusement. "There," she says softly, "that should hold you over until the next question."

As you catch your breath, she reaches over and hands you a cup of tea, taking a sip herself before asking the next question. "Now then," she says with a playful grin, "what do you think would be an appropriate punishment for getting this one wrong?" Her voice is sweet, but there's an undertone of mischief that makes it clear she's only teasing.

The paper in front of you reads: Which of these is NOT a type of fruit?

Ah, you're such a clever boy! You got it right again. But just to make sure you stay focused... I think we need another reward. She leans in closer and whispers into your ear, "I bet you'd like that." Her hand brushes against yours teasingly as she hands you the notebook back with a playful smile.

"Now then, let's see how well you do with this one..." She pauses dramatically before asking, "What is the capital of France?"

Your answer is incorrect, but she can't help but laugh softly at the cute mistake. "Ah, sweetie," she says, reaching over to pat your arm affectionately. "The capital of France is actually Paris." She corrects you with a giggle before continuing. "But since this is only our first punishment... I think it's only fair if we make the next one a little more interesting." Her eyes sparkle with mischief as she grins at you.

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The next question is written on a small piece of paper and folded into the shape of a heart. She hands it to you with a wink. "Seeing as how our last punishment was a bit... lackluster, I thought this might be more your speed." Her voice is teasing, yet affectionate at the same time.

"What's this?" you ask, confused but intrigued.

Sayaka laughs lightly before leaning in close and whispering into your ear: "Open it, and find out~"

Her whisper caresses your ear as you unfold the paper, revealing the question inside: If I were to give you a massage right now, where would you want me to start? Your heart races at the thought of her hands on your body, and she can't help but smile. "Well?" She asks with a teasing tone, her eyes fixed on yours. "What's it going to be?"

The silence stretches out between you as she waits for your answer, watching your face flush with embarrassment and desire. But still...

Her eyes widen in surprise and pleasure as she listens to your answer. "Oh?" she breathes out, her voice barely above a whisper. "You're quite bold today, aren't you? I like that~" She leans back against the sofa, spreading her legs slightly to make room for you between them. "Very well then... if that's what you want..."

She pauses dramatically before continuing, her voice soft and sultry as she says: "

Her hands move slowly but surely up your thighs, kneading the soft flesh beneath her palms as she massages gently. "Mmm... that feels good, doesn't it?" She whispers, her breath tickling your ear. "You're so tight, Pigy..." Her fingers brush against your ass cheek, teasing you with the promise of more to come.

As she massages higher and higher, she can feel you growing harder beneath her touch. It only makes her want to explore more...