Chapter 9: Rich Young Master Waves a Thick Stack of Cash to Strip the Pure Tutor, Then Pins Her to a Chair and Fingers Her Until She’s Soaked
On Saturday afternoon, a fine drizzle fell from the sky. Lin Shuyi stood in front of a luxury villa halfway up the hill and smoothed down her clothes.
For this tutoring job with an absurdly high hourly rate, she had deliberately worn a proper white long-sleeved shirt with a gray pleated mini skirt.
The outfit gave her an air of intelligence, while still preserving that sweet, innocent campus beauty that made her stand out.
As the acknowledged goddess of the broadcasting department, Lin Shuyi was used to running around to make ends meet, but this was her first time tutoring in a top-tier mansion.
"Teacher Lin, the young master is waiting for you in the big study at the very back of the second floor. You can go up yourself."
After the maid opened the door for her, she politely pointed upstairs. Lin Shuyi thanked her, drew a deep breath, and walked up the stairs at an unhurried pace.
When she reached the second floor, she gently pushed open the heavy mahogany door and stepped into the spacious study.
The room was covered in thick carpet, rows of bookshelves rose all the way to the ceiling, and a large mahogany desk sat in the center.
And her student, the only son of a real estate tycoon, was lounging in the chair with one leg crossed over the other, fiddling with the latest model wristwatch in his hand.
The rich young master had just turned eighteen. He was tall and broad-shouldered, and though he was still young, every inch of him carried the arrogance and bullying entitlement of a spoiled heir.
"So you're the new Teacher Lin? You really are pretty. Even better than your photo."
The moment the young master saw Lin Shuyi walk in, his eyes locked greedily onto her beautiful, innocent face.
Especially when he noticed the impressive 34D curves straining against her white shirt, and those long, straight legs beneath her pleated skirt, a nasty smirk tugged at the corners of his mouth.
Lin Shuyi felt intensely uncomfortable under that blunt, openly lustful stare.
She forced out a teacherly smile, walked over, and placed the mock exam papers and textbooks on the desk.
"Hello, young master. I'm Lin Shuyi. There are only a few months left until the college entrance exam, so let's start class now."
The young master gave a cold laugh and did not even glance at the textbook. He pulled open the drawer beside him and took out a thick stack of pink bills, then slapped it hard onto the mahogany desk.
"Teacher Lin, let's be honest. I don't need to get into any university. My dad spent a fortune hiring you just to find someone obedient to keep me company. Today we'll play a little game. You explain the problems to me, and for every question you get right, you can take ten thousand yuan off this desk. But in return, you have to take off one piece of clothing. If you can satisfy me, then all one hundred thousand yuan here is yours to take away."
Seeing that thick stack of cash, Lin Shuyi's pretty face went instantly pale. As a college student, she had never seen anyone throw money around so casually.
But when she thought about the debt her family owed, and next month's looming tuition bill, both of her small hands clenched tightly inside her sleeves.
She bit her red lip, struggling fiercely inside, but in the end, reality drove her to stay where she was.
"Young master... then let's start with the first multiple-choice question..." Lin Shuyi forced down her shame, her voice trembling as she looked at the exam paper and began to teach.
However, the rich young master beside her did not hear a single word.
Watching this innocent campus beauty, mouth moving through the lesson while her body trembled faintly from nerves, he felt all the wickedness in his heart surge to the surface.
Just as Lin Shuyi lowered her head and pointed at the question on the paper, the young master suddenly reached out a large hand and, without warning, shoved it straight under the gray pleats of her skirt.
"Ah...! Young master... don't..."
Lin Shuyi let out a sweet, startled cry, her body jolting hard.
His hand was huge, and along the flesh of her legs covered by sheer nude stockings, it stroked and kneaded its way upward.
That thin layer of nylon could do nothing to block the heat of a man's palm. His hand rubbed over the tender inside of her thighs before, with brutal familiarity, he slipped one hand over her panties and covered the most secret place between her legs.
"Teacher Lin, you're talking about the lesson with your mouth, but why is it so hot under your clothes?"
The young master chuckled nastily as his thick fingers ground back and forth through the thin fabric of her panties, grinding against the slit of her swollen pussy lips.
Lin Shuyi struggled desperately, but the room was already quiet, and with only a little force, the young master pinned her hard against the chair.
The young man's fingers were brutally strong, each stroke pressing with precision against the sensitive little bud inside her through the cloth.
In just a few minutes, her lower abdomen was burning hot, and gush after gush of slick arousal poured out from inside her, soaking the inside of her thighs and leaving the stockings there sticky and damp. Even the lesson she had been trying to give broke apart completely, turning into wet, trembling little gasps.