MY MATHS TEACHER P.2
That same maths teacher never let me go. After he made me suck his dick, he sent me an email, late at night, ordering me to wear specific clothes for our next lesson together. I had to shorten my skirt, fill up my bra with socks up to the point that my shirt was about to bust open, pigtails and, most of all, no panties. Though the thought made me wet, i was afraid, and didn't want to do it. But i needed my grades, i knew that, and felt i had no choice but to do as he ordered.
Two days later, his class was the first we had, at 8 in the morning. I showed up just like he wanted me to, looking like a dumb bimbo, which I kinda was. Though i was bored, i took notes etc, impatiently waiting for what was to come.
Finally, the bell rang and everybody left, except me. I stayed at my place, looking at him in the eyes, frightened and aroused both. He was taller than me, and impressive.
"What aren't you gone? He asked
- i don't know, i said, you asked me to...
- i asked you to dress like a slut and you did it because you're a dumb whore. I never told you you were worthy of more. What did you think ? That i was gonna kiss you and tell you I love you ? Stupid bitch, you're nothing"
While talking, he had started massaging my shoulders, groping my tits, touching my hair.
"But you're a good girl in a way, so willing to debase yourself for my attention... Maybe you deserve to be used after all."
I yelped at that, because he had just bitten my neck, and I cried a little though my pussy was dripping.
"Please, I said, use me ! Use my throat or, or, or use my pussy !! Please sir, please professor !"
At that he slapped me
"Never. Talk to me like that. I don't care. I'll use you today and it's gonna hurt like hell. Don't whine, don't shout, you can cry if you thank me while crying. Understood ?"
I agreed silently and he started touching my fake boobs over my shirt, pressing them so hard it hurt even my tiny boobs underneath. His hands crept under my skirt, he made me stand up and sit on my desk, legs wide open, for him to see my dripping pussy on display. he hummed in satisfaction, and touched my aroused clit with two fingers, pressing it so hard it hurt as much as it was good -- i was silently crying, holding back sounds as he started to finger fuck me roughly, four fingers going deep inside of me, deeper and harder than anyone before, so quickly that it was projecting my wetness all over my clothes ! I was getting closer than ever to orgasm, and could feel myself panting, gripping the table's edge....but i did not come. My maths teacher just stopped it all and started slapping my pussy so hard !
"Were you about to cum, desperate whore ?
- yes sir,, yes professor I was I'm...
- where in hell do you think you are ? Suck my fucking..."
As i was sure he was gonna order me to suck his dick, i started getting on my knees but he changed his mind, hearing the last ring, signaling i'd be late for my next class. He smirked and pushed me on the table again, getting his phone out of his pocket. No!! I wanted to cry out! No, I didn't want him to film me !! But he had already started filming my face, as he choked me with one hand. I must've looked so stupid like that, drooling, red, sweaty, in my ridiculous pigtails... But i knew i had to do whatever he wanted me to and so I did not whine or fight when he slapped my pussy with his hard dick, nor did I shout when he put it inside of me, my cunt tight with fear and arousal around the biggest cock i've ever taken. I only thanked him, over and over again as he pounded me, now using his free hand to grip on my pigtails, telling me how stupid I looked, how I should be ashamed of myself, all these things that made my pussy even wetter, easier for him to abuse. When he started getting closer, he stopped altogether pounding me and made me get on my knees, mouth wide open as he masturbated over my face, slapping me, choking me, abusing his 15 yo slutty student.
"You do look like a stupid whore, you know? I think you just need one more...thing to make...everyone know who you are"
With that he came on my face, not in my mouth but in my hair, and on my shirt, and on my skirt, everywhere it would stain. I tried to lick some of his cum off my face, but he took ahold of my throat to stop me, put the camera right in front of my face and said :
"Are you a slut ? Answer me!
- yes, I said shivering, Yes sir i am a slut!
- are you a fucking whore ?
- yes, Sir, I am a fucking whore !
- will you fuck anyone who wants to fuck you because you're too stupid to argue anyway?
- Yes Sir, I will !
- Good cunt" he smirked, slapped my pussy then face one last time, and made his next students enter the class, while i was still there, recovering. I knew what they thought of me, and soon I would receive exactly what I agreed to.
This part is more romanticized bc he talked more to me, so i had to translate it all in English, and also because at the time, it felt like an incredible violence :)
