Azumanga Daioh Fan Fiction ❯ Azumanga Daioh! Lemon Edition ❯ Payback ( Chapter 2 )

 

Payback

 

By Andrew J. Talon

  

Disclaimer: Azumanga Daioh is not mine, and I am not writing this story for profit of any kind.

 

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My name is Masajun Akira. I'm 16 years old.

 

Usually I'm a fairly calm person. Really. I don't let a lot bother me. I try to be easy going and friendly. Calm.

 

Calm.

 

"She stole my bike... Again."

 

Miss Tanizaki Yukari. My homeroom teacher.

 

"She could get her own bike..."

 

Oh no, that would require her to think of someone or something other than herself. I grit my teeth and curl my hands into fists.

 

"Or steal someone else's..."

 

Why does she steal it?! Seriously, I'm tired of walking home! She brings it back only when I remind her and when she does it's always dented!

 

That's it. I've had it. I've tried talking to the principle, I've tried talking to Miss Kurosawa... But she hasn't stopped!

 

I'm going to get her for this. Really, really get her! But how?

 

Can I prank her? I don't think that would be enough... Can't get her fired...

 

"Honestly, she's just like a bratty girl..."

 

I trail off. I stare into space. A wide smile comes over my face.

 

"That's it! That's it! Hahahahahaha!"

 

I pay no mind to the other students staring at me in the bike pen. I have it! I know exactly how to get her to stop! Hey, if it worked to discipline me, it should work just fine disciplining Miss Yukari.

 

Maybe that's why she's such a brat, no one ever bothered to spank her when she was little...

 

My plan was made. I didn't care about consequences. What could go wrong? I knew I had Miss Yukari completely figured out.

 

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Sedatives are a lot easier to get your hands on than you'd think. Well, the good ones I mean. It was not so surprising how easy it was to slip Miss Yukari one.

 

I walked up to her during lunch; soda can in my hand and a smile on my face. She was standing outside the teacher's offices, grumbling about something. I caught the words “Nyamo”, “stingy”, and “unfair”. She looked up and her eyes widened.

 

“Hey… Uh…”

 

“Akira,” I supplied helpfully. I held out the can. “I thought you might like a drink, Miss Yukari?”

 

“Really?” She asked with a beaming smile. “Well, I'd prefer some beers, but what the hey!”

 

She grabbed it and gulped it down. I smirked just a little. Even more as her eyelids drooped, and her posture slouched. I caught her and began dragging her away, a bit surprised at the fact she was lighter than I thought she'd be.

 

No one was around at this time. Everyone was at lunch. I'm really, really proud of the fact I got her to a storage room without anyone noticing. Shutting the door behind me, I set Miss Yukari down on the floor. Kneeling by my backpack which I'd left inside, I withdrew a handkerchief I quickly tied around her jaw for a gag, and some rope I used to tie her wrists and ankles together.

 

It didn't take her long to come around; the sedative I used was short acting. I couldn't help but smile at the wide eyed look she had as I stood over her.

 

“Miss Yukari,” I said in barely repressed glee, “you've stolen my bike for the last time.”

 

“Mmph?! Mmph!” She mumbled through the gag, a bit more loudly as I sat down on the mat and pulled her over my lap. I yanked up the back of her long skirt, unable to help blushing a bit at her lacy blue underwear drawn over her tight rear end.

 

No Akira! This is not about sex, this is about revenge! Revenge!

 

She squirmed, trying to get free. I brought down my hand sharply on her bottom, making her yelp through the gag.

 

SMACK!

 

“MMPH!” She cried, and I spanked her again.

 

SMACK!

 

I blushed heavily as her squirming rubbed against my crotch. My dick got hard from it almost instantly, and the warmth of her body didn't help. Almost as soon as my dick was pressing against her stomach, Miss Yukari's struggles seemed to lessen. A bit confused, I nevertheless stuck with my plan.

 

“This is for stealing my bike the first time!”

 

SMACK!

 

“This is for the second! And the long walk home!”

 

SMACK!

 

“Third, and for the cat that bit me!”

 

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

 

She was groaning through her gag, and struggling less as I kept it up. But something seemed… Off. It was hard to tell, but the noises she was making didn't sound quite so pained anymore. I kept it up, smacking her behind for every time she'd taken my bike (Thirty-five strokes). That done, I was feeling smug at how limply she lay across my lap. I reached down to her gag and tugged it away from her mouth.

 

“Well Miss Yukari… Have you learned your lesson?” I asked. My teacher licked her lips and looked around at me. Instead of looking hurt or angry… She was smirking?!

 

“Mmmm… No, I don't think so,” she said in a low tone, wiggling her body against my lap. My eyes widened as she centered her movements over my cock. She giggled and winked.

 

“So… This is what you were willing to go to, hmm?”

 

“I… What?” I asked in disbelief. She swung herself around, knocking me over and laying on top of me.

 

“What the-MMPH?!”

 

She was kissing me. She was kissing me.

 

She was kissing me?! This wasn't in the plan!

 

Neither were her hands coming free (Damn my loose knots!) and being shoved down my pants, grabbing my-

 

“Augh!” I cried out as her warm, soft hands began squeezing my dick. Miss Yukari had broken the kiss and was now smirking seductively down at me.

 

“If you wanted me this bad, you could have just asked,” she murmured. I could only gasp as she squeezed the head of my dick especially hard, and I tried very, very hard not to come that instant.

 

No no no! This isn't what's supposed to-!

 

“But this! Mmm… This really turns me on,” she purred, jacking me off while rubbing her body against mine. This was all I could take, and with a bitten back groan I came all over her hands and the lower part of her blouse.

 

I panted, hard, and watched as she lifted her hands to her face. Miss Yukari scrutinized my semen covering her hands, and with a wink and smile at me began to lick it off. My eyes widening, I couldn't help getting hard again. Brat she may be, but Miss Yukari was not bad looking in the slightest.

 

“Oooh… You do want me,” she grinned, pulling her skirt up as she spread her legs on either side of my body. Again I cursed my lack of skill with knots-How was I supposed to know that the same knot for shoe laces wouldn't work too well here?!

 

“M-Miss Yukari,” I stuttered, jaw dropping as she yanked down my pants and underwear. “No! Wait, we can't-!”

 

“Sure we can! I'm not letting all that effort you put into seducing me go to waste!” She declared with a savage grin, yanking the crotch of her panties to the side as she again gripped my penis with her hand and furiously massaged it, making me groan at the sensation. Through lidded eyes I watched her lower her pouting pussy lips to my dick, rubbing the head against her wet entrance. I gasped as she started pushing herself down, guiding my dick into her warm, wet pussy.

 

“Yessss,” she hissed, closing her eyes as she slid down, totally engulfing my penis inside her. I went cross-eyed. It felt so good! A warm, wet vice wrapped around my dick and massaging it with every heartbeat.

 

“Ungh…” I mumbled as she lifted herself up off me, before slamming herself down on me. I grimaced at the minor pain from the force of her fall but it dulled in comparison to the pleasure I felt. Miss Yukari rode me at a steady pace, one hand rubbing her clit while the other reached behind her to steady her.

 

“C'mon, thrust back! Thrust back damnit!” She growled. “This is what you wanted, right?”

 

Not quite getting her rhythm, I nevertheless managed to lift my hips up to meet her each time she came down, and my hands on her waist to pull myself up into her. I vaguely noticed that her face had become as flushed as mine. I gritted my teeth as I felt myself getting close to coming again, and I frantically thrusted back up against her, seeking release.

 

“Yes, yes, yes yes yessss!” She cried out as I groaned, my cock spurting inside of her. A squirt of juice from her pussy splattered onto my shirt, and she fell on top of me, panting, keeping my dick inside her.

 

For a few moments, I didn't care about anything. Not my plan, not my revenge, not that I was currently under my teacher, my cock in her pussy as our mixed fluids leaked out of her. My arms around her waist. I almost felt content…

 

Zzzz…

 

I blinked in utter disbelief. She's sleeping? … SHE'S SLEEPING?!

 

I tried to push her off, but when I did she wrapped her arms around me with a sleepy mumble and pulled me closer. I gulped as my dick began to get hard again inside her. I struggled, she held on harder, I got more aroused…

 

I finally sighed and reached up, grabbing her ass. I pulled out as much as I could before slamming myself back into Miss Yukari. In her sleep, she moaned quietly.

 

Well, what the hell? I've already screwed her while she was awake, I thought to myself and pistoned up into her in earnest, finally coming a third time inside her. I fell back, exhausted. She still hung onto me.

 

Finally I decided to just lay back and relax. She couldn't sleep for long, right? We'll be out of here…

 

After having wild sex…

 

Which was preceded by me drugging her and spanking her…

 

Oh God, please, I mentally groaned. This cannot get any worse. Please, please, don't let it get any worse! It can't! It can't!

 

God, apparently, is a sick, sick bastard.

 

When she finally woke up who knows how much time later, I tried to explain.

 

“Ah, M-Miss Yukari-!”

 

“Oh come now Akira! Just call me Yukari!” She giggled, rubbing herself against me. She smirked at my stifled moan as her wet sex squished pleasantly around my hardening dick.

 

“Unless you'd like to call me Miss Yukari?” She purred, rolling us over so I was on top. She grinned maniacally.

 

“All right Akira, round two! Fuck me hard!”

 

“M-Miss Yukari-!”

 

“I SAID FUCK ME! ARE YOU DEAF?!”

 

“Y-Yes ma'am!”

 

After a few more “rounds”, we both dressed and got out of the closet. I headed home, the sun already setting, stinking of sweat and sex. I didn't have to walk, I took my bike.

 

It was a small comfort.

 

I resolved to talk to Miss Yukari the next day, try to make sense out of what had happened. I had no idea what I was supposed to say:

 

“Hey, sorry, but I intended to just spank you to get revenge for you stealing my bike all the time! Not lose my virginity in hot sex with you!”

 

Yeah, that would go over well.

 

I headed for school the next day on my bike, arriving an hour early and taking my seat. I then realized my stupidity-Miss Yukari never arrives on time! Much less early!

 

Standing up, I decided to go outside and wait for her in the parking lot. A few minutes after the first morning bell rang, she pulled up in her beat up car, face brightening as she saw me.

 

I cleared my throat as she approached.

 

Right, here's what I'll say. `Miss Yukari, we need to talk. We need to figure out what happened and what we need to do. We do not need you kissing me right in the parking lot.'

 

Wait… Kissing me in the parking lot?!

 

“Couldn't wait to have me again, hm?” She purred against my lips. I pulled back in shock.

 

“M-Miss Yukari-!”

 

“C'mon, I came to school early since I know you do too. We've got some time, let's go!” She grabbed my wrist and began dragging me for the school.

 

“That supply closet should be pretty deserted again-“

 

“Miss Yukari, please, wait!” I stated, yanking my wrist out of her hand. “Look, I didn't want to seduce you!”

 

She blinked.

 

“You drugged me, tied me up, and spanked me,” she stated. She shook her head with a seductive smile. “You can't deny your feelings for me!”

”Feelings?! But I-!”

 

“Oh, I know! You must be a little concerned about anyone finding out about this, right?” Miss Yukari asked. She shook her head, still smirking.

 

“Not to worry… Just keep doing me, and I won't tell anyone.”

 

I gaped.

 

“B-But, Miss Yukari-!”

 

“I mean, I could tell people. I wouldn't mind… Hell, when Nyamo found out I've got some hot teenaged boy banging me-!”

Oh God… If people found out… I would be expelled. My parents would kill me, or worse-Make me marry her! Miss Yukari would be fired, probably, but like my bike being my own, it would be a small comfort.

 

“Okay, what do you want me to do?” I asked quickly, smiling nervously. She licked her lips and grinned.

 

“Well, let's just find someplace more… Private.”

 

And so it went. She'd tell me to meet her before classes for a quickie in the supply closet, or during lunch break. During the weekends she had me ride out to her apartment where we'd have sex most of the day, or play video games in between sessions. And I always, always had to lose, or she'd have me do some really messed up things.

 

Okay, I will admit, the hot sex with an attractive older woman thing is very nice. But everything else? The constant threat of her telling people held over my head? The weird sex games she has us play? The destruction of my social life just to please her?

 

Why oh why didn't I just go with a whoopee cushion damnit?!

 

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Second in my series of Azumanga Daioh straight lemons. Look out for more, and please review!