Ashley didn’t know why she was being called into the teacher’s office. She’d been getting perfect grades all semester, but here she was: sitting directly across for Dr. Smith.
“A matter that gravely concerns me.”
Those were the exact words he’d put in the email. Cryptic.
Ashley knew he didn’t like her. She’d gotten hard sighs and straight up ignored most times she asked questions in class. Still, she needed an A, and if this asshole wanted to act all ominous, she’d play along.
“Ashley…” Dr Smith began, still sifting through the paper’s on his desk. “I think you know why you’re hear today.”
Ashley shook her head.
“Was it about the last test? I know I put that the extra credit was incorrectly worded, but I the typo was…”
He put up his hand. “No. I see the issue is worse than I thought.”
He sighed, pulled out a shiny ring and slipped it onto his finger.
“It’s quite simple.” he looked up. He locked eyes with the Asian co-ed across from him, and an icy grin spread across his face. “You’re just too much of a little cocktease.”
Ashley was flabbergasted. This asshole! How could he think he could say this to her!
She opened her mouth to protest, to tell him how the school board would be hearing about this…
But nothing came out. She couldn’t speak.
Dr. Smith chuckled.
“Oh, I’m sorry. That’s my doing. I know how much you love to show off that big, feminist brain of yours.”
Ashley was repulsed. Insulted.
But she was also terrified. She couldn’t speak, and the ring… it was glowing slightly, making the whole room shimmer.
“Ashley Ho.” He said, standing and walking around his desk. “Well, Ashley’s just your ‘white’ name, isn’t it?”
“Huong Ho.” he read off the paper on top of his desk.
“Huong,” he continued, looking down at the girl frozen in the chair, staring up with anger and confusion. “All year you’ve been trying to come into my class and pretend you’re not a little cocktease. You’ve been wearing pencil skirts and blouses, but they barely hide that wonderful figure.”
“ You try to wear makeup that looks 'professional’, 'naked makeup’ I think the kids are calling it. But you can’t help but accentuate those lovely eyes and prefect skin.”
“Why, if I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were trying to present as a lesbian!”
Ashley was so pissed at the creep… mute or no mute she was going to scream at him-
The ring shimmered for a moment.
“Yes, mister professor. I’ve been dressing like a dirty, lez fema-nazi!”
Ashley couldn’t believe the weak, apologetic voice that she heard coming out of her mouth, let alone the actual contents!
The ring shimmered again and Dr Smith’s smile widened.
Ashley was confused. What was she saying? Something about not dressing slutty enough?
“Yes. I’m glad you’re getting the picture now, Ms Ho.”
“See, I know what you really are. Any I’m going to help you.”
Ashley was still confused, but nodded.
“You’re not a smart, independent student. You’re just a little Asian cock-tease. Practically jailbait. You’re not really an intelligent woman, you’re just a silly excuse for a girl. Why I bet if I let you speak, you couldn’t even defend yourself!”
The room shimmered again, and Ashley could feel her voice return.
“You-you… you wrong, mister!” the girl didn’t notice the change in her voice. “I no tease!”
Dr Smith chuckled to himself again. The stupid bitch didn’t even notice her new Engrish accent.
“Really? Explain it to me then, Ms. Ho.”
“I no tease! I good cock whore!” Ashley crossed her arms and nodded, having made her point. Wait- she knew something was wrong….
“Oh?” the professor raised an eyebrow. “Are you sure that’s your final answer? I can help with that too.”
Huong leaned in, reaching for his crotch. “I no need you help! Ho can sucky-sucky good!”
“Hmm, let’s see if that’s true.” He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head back.
Huong breathed heavily. Her mind knew she should be afraid of this strange man, forcing himself on her like this. She didn’t suck just anyone’s dick…
Dr Smith unzipped his pants and let his hard cock slide into view. Huong forgot about any reservations and eyed it greedily.
“Prease… Ho sucky cock…” Huong was practically drooling
“Oh, I forgot!” the professor held firmly onto the Asian whore’s silky black hair. “You can’t control yourself in front of a huge, white cock, can you?”
Huong looked up with doe-eyes.
“Prease, mista? Ho suck cock? You fuck pretty gook face?”
Dr. Smith gave the girl her wish. And a new name.
From that day forward, whenever the boys on campus needed a break from studying, Dong-Ho was available to 'sucky-fucky’ for a dollar (free if they were white and well hung). She also let the boys “rape” her if they wanted to save some cash, though she enjoyed it too much to ever really stop or report it.
Soon Dong-Ho has dropped out. Her outfits were now cum-stained tube tops and mini-skirts.
And in the back of her mind, smart, intelligent Ashley watched it all happen, helpless to stop it.
Over the years, 'Ashley’ wore down. She couldn’t stop any of it, so why not enjoy it when she could? And really, it wasn’t like she didn’t love the attention.
There was no one point when Ashley 'broke’, but that summer, when Dr Smith let her have her will back, only Dong-Ho remained. And she was happy to be his little yellow whore.
