"I want to speak to you alone... NOW." Mr. MacDonald said sternly, before adding, to the rest of the class, "Class dismissed."
The students emptied the room, whispering amongst themselves. Tanya stood there and tried to hear what they were saying, but Mr. MacDonald turned her attention back to him.
"Tell me what the Hell's the matter with you, Tanya."
She was conflicted. Megan had commanded her not to tell her dilemma to anyone else; her teacher commanded her to do the exact opposite. Before she could decide what to do, she was already telling the story to him (apparently, only the latest request mattered in a conflicting set).
When she finished, Mr. MacDonald stood there in front of her, stunned. He slowly walked to the classroom door and locked it. Lowering the blinds, he turned back to Tanya, his eyes looking her over intently.
"So you'll do anything someone tells you to?"
She nodded. "Yes, sir. Anything."
He smiled. "Good."
Tanya was becoming nervous, but she could feel the blood rushing to her pussy already, even as he approached her slowly. She couldn't do anything but stand perfectly still.
"Take off my pants, Tanya." He said, his soft voice now cold.
She looked into his eyes, pleading, as she lowered herself to her knees and began undoing his belt and briefs. She was still looking up at him when they dropped to the floor.
"Tanya, I want you to beg me to let you suck my dick."
She couldn't disobey. She saw him grin, she felt her lips move, and she heard herself speak, but she tried to resist it all. Regardless, she heard herself say "...please. Let me suck your dick."
"You can do better than that, Tanya."
"I want to suck your cock, Mr. MacDonald. Put in my mouth. Please?"
"Come on, Tanya. Really beg me. Be desperate for it."
She redoubled her efforts against her will. "I need to suck your cock, Mr. MacDonald. I want your cum splattered across my face so I can lick it all off and swallow every drop. Please let me suck it. Please let me suck your dick!"
He nodded. "Now suck it."
She quickly reached into his boxers and pulled out his half-hard dick. She instantly wrapped her supple lips around it and sucked it to the back of her mouth. As she bobbed her head up and down his length, she felt it press against the back of her throat about 3/4 of the way down. She released it from her mouth and licked the entire length, balls to tip, and circled the head with her tongue. She lapped up every drop of precum that began to leak from her treat.
"You give great head, Tanya."
His cock in her mouth again now, all she did in response was make a muffled sound that he took to mean "thank you."
He grabbed the sides of her head now and took control. Thrusting hard into her mouth, he pushed past the barrier of her throat. She held still despite being uncomfortable, squirming only slightly as she gagged. He began to fuck her face harder, more forcefully.
"I'm such a slut. Such a whore." Tanya chided herself internally. Her natural reaction was the one commanded of her by Megan: shame and embarrassment. But she was also getting more and more aroused, also as Megan commanded. And while she did nothing to stop her English teacher from slapping his balls on her chin as he fucked her throat, she continued to scold herself.
He pulled out of her mouth and told her to get up and bend over his desk. She did. He threw her skirt up over her waist, exposing her wonderful, pantiless ass. He grabbed her by the hips and placed his cockhead against her virgin slit.
"Beg for it, Tanya."
She tried as hard as she could to stop the words from escaping her lips, but she practically yelled them anyway. "Fuck me, Mr. MacDonald! Fuck my virgin pussy! Make me your slut and fuck me as hard as you can!!"
"You're gonna enjoy this, Tanya." This was definitely a command. And with that, he impaled her onto his full length instantly.
She cried out with pleasure (mixed with pain) immediately. She drew her breath in, in an audible gasp, and immediately let it out in what almost sounded like a giggle.
"Fuck," she moaned. She had never been fucked before, and the slight pain was easily overshadowed by the incredible pleasure she derived by being filled up with cock. She was still ashamed of herself, but at this particular moment, she didn't give a shit.
Mr. MacDonald pounded into her from behind as she was bent over his desk. Since she was so wet, his cock slid easily in and out of her hole, despite its impossible tightness. He pulled out of her pussy slowly and slammed back into her quickly, garnering loud screams from Tanya with each thrust.
"Talk dirty to me, Tanya." He commanded as he pounded into her.
"Ooh, yeah. Fuck that pussy, Mr. MacDonald! Fuck this little slut's tight, wet pussy! Give it to me! Give it to me rough! Harder! Harder!! God, yes! Fuck me, Mr. MacDonald, fuck meeee!!" Her speech ended as her pleasure crescendoed in a powerful orgasm.
Mr. MacDonald raised a hand and brought it down on Tanya's ass with a satisfying "slap." This sound was accompanied by a delighted squeal.
"Yeah, smack my ass, Mr. MacDonald! I've been a naughty little slut and I need a spanking!"
Tanya removed a hand from the desk below her and brought it up to her breast. She begin to pinch her nipple and rub her ample tit through the light fabric covering her otherwise bare chest.
"You like being fucked by your English teacher?" She was asked.
"I love being fucked by my English teacher!" was her response. "I love my teacher's long, thick cock pounding into my pussy!"
What the Hell was wrong with her? She wasn't even being commanded to talk dirty to him anymore, so why was she? She still felt a little pang of guilt (only because she had to), but she was genuinely turned on by this!
"I'm such a filthy whore!" She yelled, half-dirty talk, half-scold.
She bit her lower lip as she looked back over her shoulder to see her teacher continuing to slam into her from behind. |