Sensei’s Private Lesson – Chapter 6** *(Femdom / small-penis humiliation / orgasm denial / thighjob – Takane Lui)*

**Sensei’s Private Lesson – Chapter 6**

(Femdom / small-penis humiliation / orgasm denial / thighjob – Takane Lui)

The live had ended an hour ago.

The studio lights were off. Only the soft purple glow of the residual stage lighting remained. Takane Lui sat on the edge of the low couch, still in the outfit her manager had “arranged.” White dress shirt strained over her huge breasts, pink tie loosened just enough, shiny black leggings that had replaced the original leather shorts, and matching pink high heels. Makeup perfect. Expression calm and faintly amused.

Mane-chan stood in front of her, still in his usual shirt and tie, face red, clearly hard.

Lui stretched one long leg, the shiny fabric catching the light.

“Great job today, Lui-san! You did great too, Mane-chan.”

She smiled.

“Thanks to you, the live went really well! Thank you.”

Mane-chan waved his hands quickly.

“!! No way! It’s all thanks to Lui-san’s hard work!! Hehe.”

Lui tilted her head, looking down at the tight black leggings that hugged every curve of her thick thighs and ass.

“Well, that aside… this outfit… did Mane-chan arrange it?”

“Ah, yes! I tried to make it more sexy! I made the sides visible and changed the leather shorts to leggings…!!”

“Ohh. Yeah, definitely… Everyone seemed more excited than with the original outfits. Yes! I think it perfectly matches Lui-san’s sexy, mature image!”

Lui’s blue eyes narrowed slightly.

“Hmm… So… this look… is it your fetish, Mane-chan?”

“Eh! Th-that…”

She leaned forward, heavy breasts shifting under the thin white shirt.

“A manager who arranges live costumes to suit their own fetishes. What do you think? Hm?”

“Ah… um… well…”

“This is abuse of authority, right…? Using the costumes for my important live…?”

“Ah. Ah. I’m sorry… I’m sorry…”

Lui’s gaze dropped lower. Even while he apologized, the front of his pants was clearly tented.

“…Even while apologizing… Your dick getting hard… is that a confession of your fetish…?”

Mane-chan’s face burned.

“Ah♥ Yes…♥ I wanted to see sexy Lui-nee…♥ So I just…♥ Decided…♥♥ Ah♥♥ I’m sorry…♥”

Lui laughed softly, covering her mouth with one black-gloved hand.

“Pff…♥ Just kidding, just kidding… I’m not mad at all, I already knew you were a pervert, Mane-chan… Plus, you worked so hard for everything, the live ended as a huge success, so I’ll forgive you…”

“Ugh… Thank you… Ah♥♥”

She spread her legs slightly on the couch, the shiny black fabric stretching between her thighs.

“…So? Even though fetish-covered Lui-nee is right in front of you…”

Mane-chan’s hands were already at his belt.

“You’re taking off your pants way too fast… lol♥♥ For such a little thing… you smell like a man already…♥♥”

The small cock sprang free — short, flushed, already leaking. Lui looked at it with open amusement.

“Haaah♥♥ Sweaty… feeling slippery… ahh♥ Haaah♥”

She reached down, black-gloved fingers tracing the shiny material of her own inner thigh, then patted the space between her legs.

“Hot…♥ Lui-nee’s thigh pussy…♥ It’s hot…♥”

Mane-chan immediately dropped to his knees and pressed the small head against the warm, slick black fabric. The leggings were already slightly damp from the long live and the residual heat of her body. He began to thrust shallowly, the tiny length sliding between the thick, latex-like thighs.

“Is it?♥♥♥♥”

Lui watched him with half-lidded eyes, one high heel dangling.

“You’re not going to do anything…♥♥?”

“Eh! Ah… I… I want to… jerk off… in front of Lui-nee…!”

“I… I want… to jerk off this little dick… I want Lui-nee to watch!!!!”

Lui’s smile widened.

“Mane-chan… in times like this? You say, ‘I want to have sex.’”

“Haaah! Ah! Lui-nee…!!! I want to have sex… have sex with Lui-nee!!”

She reached down and gently but firmly guided his small cock deeper between her closed thighs.

“Hmm… Thighs are fine, I guess… You want to do it?”

“I want to…♥♥!!”

“Giggle*♥♥ Your breathing’s heavy, Mane-chan… Nervous about your long-awaited reward? Let’s calm down by smelling me…♥♥”

She pulled his face against the soft underside of one heavy breast, then lower, toward the warm junction of her thighs.

“How…? How’s my smell?”

“Haa… Sweet… An adult’s scent… *Deep breath…”

“Your heat’s touching my thigh… Looks like you’re ready… …Lui-nee!!”

She squeezed her thighs together. The shiny black fabric formed a tight, slippery tunnel around the small cock. Mane-chan’s hips jerked helplessly.

“But my pussy’s even hotter…♥♥”

He came almost immediately — a weak, watery spurt that stained the black leggings.

Lui only laughed.

“giggle*♥♥ Couldn’t hold back after imagining it. ?♥♥ Whoa. You cummed too much. Mixed with Mane-chan’s cum scent. ♥♥ My legs got even more lewd. ♥♥”

She did not let him pull away. Instead she kept the thighs locked, forcing the oversensitive small cock to keep sliding through the mess he had just made.

“Yeah… Mane-chan really is better suited for jerk off than sex.”

He thrust again, desperate, the tiny length barely visible between the thick, cum-slicked thighs.

“Lui-nee…♥♥”

“That’s it. ♥♥ Cum.”

Another weak pulse.

“Cum.”

“Cum.”

Lui watched every spurt with calm satisfaction, high heels still on, pink nails resting on her own knee.

When he finally collapsed, small cock soft and dripping, she lifted one leg and showed him the long white trails running down the shiny black fabric and onto the pink heels.

“You’re cumming more than you did during sex, aren’t you…?♥♥ You really do love jerk off, don’t you…♥♥ You pervert…♥♥”

She tapped the tip of one high heel against his spent cock.

“If you act on your own again next time…♥♥ You’ll get 【punished】 then too…♥♥”

“Yes…♥ Yes!♥♥ Lui-nee♥♥♥”

Lui stood, the ruined leggings still clinging to her, and looked down at the small, exhausted cock.

“Good boy. Now clean up your mess… and maybe next time I’ll let you try the real thing. Or maybe not.”

She left him there on the floor of the studio, the scent of her thighs and his own thin cum thick in the air, already thinking about what outfit she would make him arrange for the next live.

The private lesson was over.

For tonight.