The Imposter
Mr Wallace the Geography teacher of a small fee-paying school on the outskirts of town, had no idea why he had been forced to strip at gunpoint by the frightening dark haired young woman who had entered his classroom while he was preparing his morning lesson before she bound him hand and foot and forced what felt suspiciously like two pairs of nylons into his mouth, which dried it out immediately and prevented him from raising the alarm.
Stowed under his own desk while his female captor sat nonchalantly in his chair, her pantyhosed legs stretching up to the hemline of her tight checkered skirt, while she played with her phone, Wallace suddenly realised what this bizarre and humiliating kidnapping might be about. In today’s class heiress Joanna Hugo would be present. He began to writhe urgently against his bonds, realising a far more significant kidnapping might be about to take place. As he tried to make sounds through the choking agony of the hosiery stuffed in his mouth, he received a sharp kick from the elegantly heeled foot of his tormentor. At that moment the familiar shuffling of reluctant pupils entering the class could be heard from under the desk and the woman abruptly discarded her phone and stood up.
“Good morning, class,” Wallace heard the imposter intone, “I am your supply teacher, Miss Rosenfeld. Mr Wallace I’m afraid is - ah - indisposed…”
My interpretation of the story behind another magnificent piece of femdom art by ira9085 who posts all too infrequently on Deviant Art.
