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“My mom said it’s okay if I stay a little later to go over some moves.”
    Sensei nodded approvingly and then glanced at the watch. It was already almost time for class to be over.
    “Class!” he shouted, in his deep, loud voice. “Time is up! You guys did great today and I will see you next week. Don’t forget that we have a tournament coming up, so practice as much as you can.”
    All of the students faced the front of the room where Sensei Domka was standing and then they bowed in respect. Sensei bowed back and then motioned for the students to leave.
    I watched as the students filed out of the front door and in a few moments, Sensei Domka and I were completely alone in the dojo.
    “So...” I said, trying to fill the awkward silence with my voice. “What kind of Karate moves are we going to go over?”
    The look of rage flashed in Sensei’s eyes again, as he silently looked me up and down, giving me a complete once over.
    “Enough of your bratty bullshit,” he said, changing his tone completely from when he had spoken to me earlier.
    He began walking towards me, with a look of hunger in his eyes. I began to back up, immediately feeling apprehensive. He was so strong and the way that he moved was intimidating.
    "You know, ever since you first walked in this door an hour ago, it was clear what we both wanted from each other," he said.
    "Oh?" I asked nervously. I could hear my voice wavering. "What do you mean?"
    "I think you know exactly what I mean," he said, a lustful look crossing his face.
    I smiled nervously. "Sensei Domka, I think I know what you’re talking about, but I’m not sure. I mean, I hardly know you..."
    He closed the distance between us quickly, making me gasp. His hands shot out to my hips, rubbing against the soft fabric of my robe. I tried to break away for a moment, but he was just too strong.
    "You can’t tell me that you didn’t feel that spark between us when I had you pinned down on the mat," he said.
    I wanted him so badly, but I just didn’t know what I should do. As much as the logical side of my mind knew that it was wrong, the instincts inside of me were much stronger. With his face close to mine, I leaned in for a kiss. He leaned down so that his face was at my level and our lips met. He hungrily kissed me, his lust flowing through his mouth and into mine. His fingers tightened their grip on my hips. It started to hurt, and I thought I might have bruises by the time that we were finished, but I didn't care.
    His hands ventured up to my tits, and I moaned as a man touched them for the first time. His fingers traced back down my front, parting open my robe. Within a moment, he had pulled my robe wide open, exposing my perky breasts to the air.
    I moaned again, as he brought his lips to my nipple. It was pink and puffy, but quickly hardening. His hands moved back to the lower part of my robe, pulling it all the way up to my waist. Then he quickly pulled down the white pants that I had on, which were covering my lower half. His fingers began to quest forward, touching my little white panties that were now exposed.
    I pushed him away. This wasn't right, this wasn't how imagined it at all. "Stop. Please go slow, Sensei," I said.
    That familiar flash of rage crossed his face, quickly replaced by a smile. "Please, don’t tell me what to do. Don’t forget who the Sensei is around here." Then, he grabbed me roughly by my hips and turned me around, grabbing me by my hair. He pushed me against the concrete wall, his hand fondling my breast as he whispered in my ear, "Just relax, I thought you wanted this."
    My mind raced. I had wanted this, but I wasn't sure anymore. This wasn't the sensual love making that I had anticipated for my first time. He kissed from my ear down to my neck, and I loved the way it felt. He let go of my hair and traced his fingers down my bare back, slowly pulling my robe off of my body, rendering me almost completely naked except for my panties that were still