Teaching Teacher (MND and Mathim)
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				Title: <strong>Teaching Teacher (MND and Mathim)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MusicNeverDies</strong> on <strong>26-06-2008, 23:24:17</strong>
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				Karen Donne sat at her hardwood desk, her pale green eyes scanning over page after page of pointless essay. She found her mind wandering, again. As an English teacher she could suggest the books for her class, and the office more then often granted her wishes. Venus in furs had piqued some debate, but she had won. Now she wished she hadn't. First of all, none of the students could properly analyze how Severin must have felt, let alone Wanda. Second, the topic itself kept her mind enraptured in the past. Not so far back as the 1870's of course, only long enough ago to bring her mind to high school.<br><br>High school had been an interest for the then teenaged Ms.Donne. So many people stated that highschool was the best years of a persons life. So many people said that was a lie. For Karen it was not, she found her mind drifting back to high school often enough to know for a fact that it was the best time for her. She always found herself thinking back to those years, to the years of English class with Mr.Langford. They were years kept in secret, only three people knew them and they were all her ex boyfriends. Mr.Langford had been different then any other teacher. He had been her teacher, her lover, and her Master. <br><br>While she sat in her office her mind travelled back to Mr.Langford's office. It was arranged similarly to her own. He would sit at the desk and talk to other students while she was hidden behind the desk, gagged, nude and often bound with a dildo, or His own cock, shoved deeply into her. She was never to make a sound or it would end. She never made a sound, she never wanted it to end. He would have his way with her everywhere, anywhere He wanted. The very thought made her wet. She had spent most of her sophomore and junior years as His. Until He was arrested for doing it to other students as well, students who could not hold their tongues. <br><br>At first she was hurt. She felt betrayed that she was not the only girl He did things to. But after a short while it had sunk in. She was His, but He was not hers. He could have as many people as He pleased, but she was forced to be His only. It was part of His hold on her. After the bitterness disappeared she began to miss Him. Miss the way he treated her, the way He teased and fucked her. She had looked for a dominating boyfriend to replace that spot that had consumed her life for so long, but found none worthy. Even a few professionals she had found did not have the same effect as He had. <br><br>So she continued looking, even to this day. She had become a teacher, and English teacher no less, just to follow His footsteps. Recently she had discovered that part of the appeal of that relationship was how much danger of being caught there was. Of the amount of trouble involved if they were caught. She had decided to move her search to her classroom. And she had found someone who might, just might work. He was interesting enough, a perfectionist. In group work he took over with such authority, such skill. She had asked him to come to her office after 4th. She had a 4th period prep, so no class. Normally sh just went home unless she had an on-call. But not today. Today she lingered, waiting impatiently for him to come. She shouldn't be as excited as she was, she didn't know that he would accept.<br><br>She was not exactly attractive, in her opinion. Her face was soft, angular but soft, with a defined jawline and collarbone, but it was often portrayed as uneven, thick horned-rim glasses made her green eyes seem too big. Her face was framed by long light brown hair, up in a bun as it always was. She had no bangs, all of her hair simply sat on her head in the tight bun, an occasional blonde highlight skimming though. She thought she looked much like an annoying librarian. The only trait she liked was her skinny frame and green eyes. Those eyes that looked at the clock anxiously as the 3 o'clock bell rang, and the halls rang with sound.<br><br>Soon.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching Teacher (MND and Mathim)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>26-06-2008, 23:48:06</strong>
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				Kyle Gladstone was the student in question here. Parents wealthy enough to send him to this private school for snobby rich kids, yet he was snobby in a different way, which made him look down his nose at his peers, and value knowledge and experience more than money. He was very methodical, calculating, always taking his time but always performing perfectly when needed. Needless to say, that made it difficult for him to find friends-not that he was looking.<br><br>His teachers all seemed to favor him, although many times he did tend to make fools of them, when he'd make a claim about being superior to them. It was not difficult for him to do, either. Of course, his parents would disown him if he told them he wanted to be a teacher or other such seeker of knowledge, rather than a banker or businessman. If only he could find a way to satisfy his own curiosities about life experience and satisfy his parents at the same time. But he just didn't see that as being possible.<br><br>In spite of his rude attitude nobody ever dared challenge Kyle, he was two inches over six feet, very intimidating in his presence, and of course the girls had a hard time staying mad at him with his rugged looks, even though he wasn't much of an outdoorsy sort. Though, he did wear his hair long, tied back in a ponytail to display its fiery redness in all its glory. He was proud of his looks, and of his smarts. They made it very easy to manipulate the weak and foolish.<br><br>A summons from his English teacher caught him off-guard. What was this all about? he wondered. He hadn't broken any rules and the last time he checked, he was getting straight A's so there was no need for concern on a teacher's part, was there? He went there at the appointed time, feeling more curious than nervous. Was this an opportunity for some sort of extended learning? It was a possibility, of course. He was certainly eligible for many prestigious universities without having his parents bribe admissions officials, perhaps he was going to be allowed to graduate early? Though, that would be the headmaster's job to tell him, not his English teacher...<br><br>He knocked on the classroom door before opening it, and letting it close behind him. Fortunately those doors were the sort that locked automatically when closed. "You wanted to see me, Ms. Donne?" he asked her, approaching her desk.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching Teacher (MND and Mathim)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MusicNeverDies</strong> on <strong>27-06-2008, 00:08:13</strong>
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				Karen knew it would take at least a little time before he left the class and got down to her office, so she flipped over the essays and found his. Finally a student who knew what MLA formula even meant. She was not surprised in the least. He began to read it, insiteful, poetic, informative. As always he would most likely secure the highest mark. He would be the kid everyone in university would want to stab. The one beating out anyone for the best internships and partnerships, whatever he wanted to do. <br><br>She ran her hand over her bun casually to make sure it was staying stable, excitement and curiosity picking at her skin as she sat, pushing the essays into a pile to be brought home and marked. Now came the point where she was to talk to a student about something that could cost her her job. That was part of the excitement, but also a serious concern. He was smart enough to see through veiled comments. She may have to be inexplicit in her requests, in case he did go to the office he could not have her fired for her direct meaning. <br><br>But she had no idea if he would go to the office about this. She liked to think no, either from what she knew of him or her own longings she was unsure. She just didn't get the vibe from him that he would go to her boss. He had a rugged look that made his words a little less in the principals eyes, but with one glance at his report card there would be reason to doubt the boy. An interesting position. <br><br>But he had such pride. Such self-assurance. To be vague might simple bore him, and she didn't want him bored. She wanted this to happen. The door opened. He entered. She could not help but pass the faintest of looks at his crotch when he entered and walked forward. She felt a slight tension. She didn't want this to happen anymore, she needed it to happen. "Yes Mr.Gladstone, I'm pleased you could make it." She waved a hand at the seat, ushering him to sit down. "We can dispense with the frivolities. I would like to ask you a question, on a purely one human being to another level. It in no way affects your grades or your continuation in this school. Do I have permission to speaks to you- one adult to another?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching Teacher (MND and Mathim)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>27-06-2008, 00:33:00</strong>
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				He did notice her giving him an odd look on his way in, but ignored it. He was used to that sort of thing, just not from a teacher...yet. He listened to her query and was a bit puzzled why she would want to ask him such a thing. It made him wonder if he'd been chosen to make a speech about his teachers or something and she wanted him to speak highly of her, which he would do anyway as he would for any teachers.<br><br>"Er...why, certainly, Ms. Donne, I don't see why not. I'm almost 18, and I think given my grades I am quite capable of making adult decisions and have been for as long as I can remember." he bragged, rather cocky. As mentioned before, he was not above mocking his teachers if he felt they were trying to use their age as an excuse for superiority. "I don't mind at all. Ask whatever you like. Or are you afraid I'm too young to hear something?" he chuckled.<br><br>Though, pieces of things were slowly coming together in his mind. The look she gave him...his popularity (or infamy) and his looks...and the question she'd just asked...she must have been asking something she should have very well not been asking. But he decided to let her go ahead anyway. Hell, it might have been something he wanted to hear...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching Teacher (MND and Mathim)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MusicNeverDies</strong> on <strong>27-06-2008, 00:49:17</strong>
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				She glanced back down at the papers, organizing them better on her desk while her mind tried to think of the next statement for her mouth to make. She had not thought this through well enough. She had tried, but she kept on getting distracted by memories and thoughts. Her mind had a tendency to wander any time she thought about sexuality and being dominated. It travelled into a deep part of her that longed so sincerely for attention. <br><br>She chuckled in response to his own chuckle. He always had that confident air about him, that confidence that he used even when he was with a teacher. A cockiness that just exhumed the very feel that she wanted from him. She was hoping more and more dearly that he would accept her offer, not just for the protection of her job if he turned her down and reported, but also for the fulfilment of her dark urges. <br><br>"I am well aware that you are intelligent, and from your inability to let the staff and students forget it I am well aware of your ego." She looked at him, her green eyes locking with his. In her eyes the soft lights of urge danced eagerly. "From your behaviour I am also aware of your apparent need to dominate every situation you are involved in. But I only know of that dominance in a school setting. Tell me, does it find it's way into any other elements of your life?" She watched him closely, his response to this deciding if she would continue with the conversation or twist it to save herself. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching Teacher (MND and Mathim)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>27-06-2008, 01:09:10</strong>
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				His doubts were now cast aside. She was totally coming onto him, and she wanted a man who knew how to take charge. Did she have...the slightest fucking idea what she was getting herself into? he thought. He doubted it, sincerely. He had seventeen years of pent-up sexual urges he'd not yet seen fit to explore but now that the opportunity was presenting itself, it was all going to come out at once, hard. She wouldn't know what hit her.<br><br>He didn't answer her. He leaped onto her desk and grabbed her, pressing his lips hard against hers in a firm, rough kiss. "I had no idea...you of all people..." he chuckled, looking into her eyes and grinning. "You dirty, dirty girl. I'm glad you asked, though." he laughed, climbing back off of her desk. "What exactly did you have in mind? Am I supposed to come to your room tonight and tie you up and spank you? Make you beg for it before I give it to you?" he taunted her. "I'm game. Just make sure the door is unlocked, or give me a key. After dinner tonight. Be ready. Or else." he gave her a very horny look as he turned around and left the classroom. Oh yeah. That look would have gotten her soaking wet.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching Teacher (MND and Mathim)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MusicNeverDies</strong> on <strong>27-06-2008, 01:25:54</strong>
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				She herself had years of pent up sexual urges. Sure, she'd had sex a lot since Mr.Langdon, but not in the way she longed for. She was so full of thoughts and ideas, adventures they never got to play out, events they had played out multiple times. Both made her eager, and from the look on Kyle's face he was eager..or disgusted. One of the two. She was not sure how he would react, but she was ready for everything. <br><br>Except for that. Their lips met and she was caught, not breathing. His force making her stay standing even once he leaned back to talk to her. No. Not talk- to order her. When he called her a dirty girl she felt herself get moist, as if to confirm his statement. She sunk into her seat as he continued, her mouth still wide, her breath uneven at his words. She had made the best possible decision. She watched him leave, giving a faint breathless "Yes, sir" Before he exited. <br><br>She took a few minutes to regain her composure before she could gather her things and leave. Her mind was so full that she had actually forgotten her room key, and had to go back up and get them before she could get into her room. As she was walking across the campus she couldn't help but fantasize about him, getting herself wet while she did so. She went to her living room and finished marking first, to get that out of the way. Then she went to the bathroom and groomed herself, making sure she was completely shaven and the soft skin above her sex was silky smooth. Her room was a teachers, so bigger then the students dorms, but still not huge. She scarfed down a quick dinner and unlocked the door, then took to waiting. She didn't know what to wear, so she had stayed in her teaching clothing, her long hair still in a bun, but it was much more ragged looking now then during class. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching Teacher (MND and Mathim)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>27-06-2008, 02:20:43</strong>
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				In spite of his normally calm and expressionless demeanor, Kyle had the most fulfilled smirk on his face for the rest of the day and no one seemed to understand why; no one sure as hell had the guts to ask. Whatever, he thought, they didn't need to know and if he had anything to say about it, they never WOULD know. Ms. Donne was the last person he expected to ever approach him for that kind of thing. But of course he couldn't resist; losing his virginity to a teacher of all people, and a very attractive teacher at that, particularly when she had that frumpy librarian look to her. He couldn't deny it, he'd fantasized about having her before. He wasn't going to pass this chance up for the world.<br><br>Classes couldn't blow by quick enough as far as he was concerned. Luckily he rarely needed to pay attention so he could get his homework out of the way in class, and not have to worry about it later so he'd have plenty of free time. So much the better now that he actually had something worth his while to do with his time. He decided to eat a light snack in class, rather than going to dinner and getting full before the night's coming vigorous activities.<br><br>Once class ended he had half an hour before dinnertime. He went back to his room and changed out of his uniform into something more comfortable (and no underwear this time) and did some push-ups and sit-ups to warm himself up. By the time dinner rolled around, no one would be around to see him sneaking over to the teachers' wing...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching Teacher (MND and Mathim)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MusicNeverDies</strong> on <strong>27-06-2008, 02:34:20</strong>
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				She saw out her window, the masses moving to have dinner together. As she watched the final stragglers make it to the mess hall she felt herself get even more nervous. She began to tidy, cleaning the room and making sure it was spotless. She was torn. She did have some toys and objects that would make the entire event more pleasurable, but she kept them in her room. The teacher dorm was a living room with a small kitchen in the corner, a bedroom of minuscule proportions, and a bathroom. <br><br>She locked the door. And unlocked it. And locked it again. She spent a good 15 minutes locking and unlocking it, wanting this to happen but getting wet feet. She convinced herself, knowing that Kyle was her chance to be satisfied again. She wanted-no..needed that. regardless of what could happen, she wanted to feel that dominance over herself again. The fact that it was a student made the entire affair more stunning, more nerve wracking. <br><br>She sat down on the small couch, eager, waiting. She got up to make sure the door was unlocked and peered into the hallway. No one was around. Hopefully he would have no problem getting into her room without being spotted. She licked at her dry lips, her leg bouncing up and down as she sat, her eyes locked on the door. It had to be time soon. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching Teacher (MND and Mathim)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>27-06-2008, 03:16:04</strong>
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				Naturally he had no trouble finding her room or getting there unseen. He generally knew teachers' routines and they mostly kept to themselves in their own rooms. He just had to make sure SHE didn't make enough noise to let on that someone was sharing a rather intimate moment with her. Perhaps he could stuff her panties into her mouth.<br><br>He opened her door, thankful that it was unlocked. She hadn't chickened out after all. She sure beat around the bush enough when asking him about his preference to be dominant. He shut it quickly behind him and clicked the lock. He saw her on the couch and smiled. "Stand up. Now." he ordered her. He walked over to her and began kissing her, very open-mouthed, and a lot of tongue. She tasted good...she was very ready for this, more than he expected. She must have done this before; he had no idea the reality behind it. He'd find out someday.<br><br>He reached up her skirt and underneath her panties, caressing her soft ass, squeezing and pinching it. He sent a finger down to explore her camel toe, and felt it already moist. Damn, she was a bitch in heat, this one. He abruptly broke the kiss, and pushed her hard back onto the couch. "Take off my pants and suck it." he ordered her, standing still but spreading his legs slightly so she could yank his pants down easily. "Be sure to deepthroat or I'm putting something in your ass." he said sternly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching Teacher (MND and Mathim)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MusicNeverDies</strong> on <strong>27-06-2008, 03:32:43</strong>
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				She held her breath when the door opened, watching him shut it and click the lock behind him. That clink of the lock really struck home. It was easy to undo, of course, mostly for the sake of no one unwanted coming in on them. But at the same time it had such a seductive quality to it.&nbsp; She couldn't help but love the order he had already. It was her room but he locked the door, he chose when she entered and exited. <br><br>She stood up instantly at his words, already almost up when he started saying now. She obviously had no problem following orders, she was wiling to please. Behind her uniformed teaching shirt her breasts rose and fell with her deep breaths. She had decent sized breasts, but the school uniform for teachers did nothing to highlight them for obvious reasons. When he kissed her she returned it, instantly. She didn't hesitate, letting her tongue out the moment he showed that it was okay by releasing his own. She leaned into the kiss, hungry for him. Behind her back she put both her arms, crossed over each other at the wrist, almost as if she was bound with invisible ropes. It was natural for her.<br><br>When he pinched her ass she moaned into his mouth, pressing their tongues even closer. She got the most out of the kiss until he pulled back. She did not move, even when he pushed her back onto the couch she only moved her hands enough to brace the fall. She was one obedient little slut. When she was pushed to the couch her glasses became slightly askew, but behind them her green eyes were full of primal urges. She moved onto her knees before him, nodding as her nimble fingers moved his button out of the hole and pulled down the zipper. "Yes sir." <br><br>Once his pants were undone she placed her palm against his sides and slid her hand down like that, caressing his leg fully down the side as she removed the pants. He wore no underware. She sighed in approval, starting with one long feral lick along the length of his member, then she began to take him into her mouth, her tongue swishing over the underside of his shaft, rolling along the sensitive skin where the head turned to shaft. She obviously had experience. Her bun was a mess now, a few long strands having escaped and were now falling around her face and over her back, the longer stands reaching to her mid-back. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching Teacher (MND and Mathim)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>27-06-2008, 03:57:44</strong>
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				"No, not 'sir', you call me MASTER, bitch." he ordered her, pulling his cock out of her mouth and smacking her across the face with it over and over, until it started hurting his cock a little, and shoved it back into her mouth deep. He grabbed the back of her head and thrust his hips forward, beginning to skull-fuck her, until he thought she might have vomited, and pulled out again. "Keep going." he said, taking his shirt off.<br><br>He was impressed with his own stamina, though maybe it was just his frame of mind that was helping him hold back. But he couldn't do it much longer. "Oh, shit..." he groaned, breathing hard. "Open your mouth wide, whore, and swallow every drop!" he ordered her. He stroked himself until he shot out a series of heavy spurts, some of them going straight into her open mouth, a few others spraying randomly, one of them even going up into her eye.<br><br>"Don't you dare wipe that way from your eye. Leave it." he demanded. "Now get those clothes off, and be quick about it. Then turn around and kneel on that couch." he instructed her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching Teacher (MND and Mathim)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MusicNeverDies</strong> on <strong>27-06-2008, 04:10:21</strong>
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				She groaned a little as his cock slapped her across the face and over and over, making red cock-sized marks on her cheek and making her a little dizzy. As he went at her cheeks she spoke between slaps. "Yes Master. I'm sorry. I'm a filthy whore." When he started fucking her face she moved her tongue down, out of his way and let him continue, sucking the air out of her mouth and making her mouth tight around him. He was already being so rough. He really had no care, she was just his little fuck toy. The thought made her even more aroused. <br><br>She lent back a little, opening her mouth and getting ready for the cum that she knew would be coming at her face, she shut her eyes tight and waited, hearing his breathing and knowing he was about the explode half a second before he did. Most of it went into her mouth and she easily swallowed it, some fell over her face. When she opened her eye one glop was hanging on her eye lid annoyingly, but she didn't dare get rid of it. <br><br>She moved instantly, sitting on her bottom and pulling her skirt and panties off in one movement, then she unbuttoned her shirt and threw it to the floor, unclasping her bra and letting her breasts fall free. When that was finished she scampered onto the couch, kneeling on it and waiting, her dripping sex smooth and hungry. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching Teacher (MND and Mathim)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>27-06-2008, 15:16:19</strong>
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				He wasted no time burying his face between her cheeks, gobbling up her her pussy greedily as he lapped and licked and suckled her labia, savoring her juices that flowed all down his chin. She was dripping wet just from sucking some dick? She really did get off on being controlled, what a slut. He pulled his mouth away and moved upwards, circling her asshole with his tongue and trying to pry a little deeper in there, even though he knew she probably hadn't gotten herself ready for that with enemas or anything. Some other time, he thought.<br><br>"Get on the floor." he stood back from her. "Walk around on all fours like the little bitch you are. And bark for me. Not loud, but do it." he ordered her, not wanting anyone else to hear such things coming from her room. He followed her around, spanking her each time she barked, spitting on her back, and pulling her hair occasionally. Okay, he thought, now she's ready. Now she deserves her master's cock.<br><br>"Stand up, legs straight. Bend over and touch the floor but don't bend your legs." he told her. This way she could look back underneath her, and see him going in and out of her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching Teacher (MND and Mathim)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MusicNeverDies</strong> on <strong>27-06-2008, 16:48:58</strong>
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				She tried to stay silent as he licked over her dripping sex, but had a hard time doing so. She let out a few soft moans as he licked her at, he was taking away her juices so she just made more. Her cheeks still reddened by the blows of his cock. When he moved to her ass she couldn't help but moan again, even though he didn't get far in he was showing intent. She'd be anally fucked sometime by him, which was great. <br><br>Karen got down on all fours and began to crawl around, feeling him hovering behind her she let out a small bark, that was met by a rough slap to her backside. She barked in appreciation, getting herself more spankings as she did. The spitting on her back didn't do much for her, but when he stopped her movement by pulling her hair she could almost hear the drops of juice escaping her and hitting the floor. When he pulled her hair she shut her eyes and arched her back with it, her breasts protruding, nipples hard little buds. <br><br>When she got into her standing but ending over position she felt like she was about to be fucked. She kept her legs straight and balanced on them and her palms, her hungry pussy shaking a little in anticipation of being had. It was obviously by now that she was one horny little bitch who would do anything for a hard lay. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching Teacher (MND and Mathim)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>27-06-2008, 20:29:41</strong>
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				He gripped her by her midsection and shoved his cock in her hard, pumping and thrusting with his hips, his gut slapping her ass each time, his balls flapping up and smacking her on the clit, they were flopping about so much. He was not about to tell her that he was a virgin himself, but he was amazed at how tight, soft and warm her pussy was, and not prepared for the wonderful feeling. He came within the minute in his excitement. "Shit..." he pushed her roughly down onto the floor in his irritation.<br><br>"No going back now, bitch. I know that didn't last long but I don't want to hear a word about it, understand? We're going to keep on doing this until I'm as good as a pornstar so you just be fucking patient. So even if you DON'T want to let me practice on you until I get better, you've just fucked your underage student. So what's better-this, or getting raped by your lesbian cellmate in prison, bitch?" he pulled her hair again.<br><br>"Get the fuck in the shower with me, now." he demanded. He felt dirty from the slowly drying cum between his legs, and didn't want to just shower and leave her alone where there was more he could do to her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching Teacher (MND and Mathim)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MusicNeverDies</strong> on <strong>27-06-2008, 20:44:46</strong>
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				He wasn't experienced. Not in actual sex it seemed. She was aroused and it did make her feel good to have a cock pumped inside of her again and again, but it did say there was a lack of experience. Good Lord, she was the sex slave of her <em>virgin </em>student. Losing it to a teacher- that had to be up there. He was done so quickly she did not have time for release. She she laid sprawled on the floor she hoped he would do something, anything that could give her release from all of her pent up sexual longing. Now not only did she need dominance, she needed relief.&nbsp; &nbsp;he pushed her roughly down onto the floor in his irritation.<br><br>She crawled over to him and kissed his thigh slightly, "You Master. I want to be used as your toy." She stayed on her hands and knees, letting him get full view of her ass as she crawled to the bathroom, finally standing as she reached to turn on the warm water. She removed her glasses before going in, hating to shower with them on. The shower was small, really only for one person but two could fit. She could lay down in it with her legs bent, that was how she always laid when she masturbated. The shower head worked at high speeds, she always held the hose to her clit and pounded away at it with water. She waited until the water was a good temperature, glad that the dried cum on her face was washed away now. "Master it's ready for you." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching Teacher (MND and Mathim)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>27-06-2008, 23:23:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He stood behind her and began to rub her pussy and squeeze her breasts, pinching her nipples rather harder than a lover would. "You did good for one day. You've had practice with this, haven't you?" he asked her. He wondered just how much she'd had. "Turn around." he ordered her. Once their fronts were to each other he had easier access to her asshole, and stuck a finger inside it. "From now on, every night after classes, I want you to start using enemas and clean out that ass of yours." he said. "Make sure it's done before I get here after dinner." he instructed.<br><br>"Now, crouch down and spread your pussy. I want to see you piss down the drain." he grinned. That would be a nice way to end the evening, her humiliating herself in front of him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching Teacher (MND and Mathim)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MusicNeverDies</strong> on <strong>27-06-2008, 23:45:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She sighed when he pinched at her and rubbed along her pussy, the water hiding just how much of the wetness down there was from her. Every time he pinched her nipples her lips emitted a soft moan, it was obviously that the roughness really got to her. "Yes Master, I've had practise." She had a lot of practise, but not in her most recent years, which was why every rough movement, every pinch and slap and command made her body quiver. She nodded at his command for enemas. <br><br>She backed up slowly, crouching and resting her back against the wall, with on hand she supported herself and with the other she spread her lips wide, exposing in all of it's glory her red dripping sex. Urinating was a private matter. She'd never done it before another. It made her nipples pique to life as she stared at Kyle, letting out a long sigh as the small hole above her vagina opened and urine began to flow out. Not too much, because she didn't really need to pee, but enough for a short solid stream. She squeezed as much as she could and and then stopped, not moving, keeping her pussy wide open and waiting for his next command. She hoped he would fuck her again, or something. Give her a nice orgasm before being on his way, but he was her master, he could control her orgasms whenever he pleased. Luckily he hadn't made any of those all encompassing rules yet. Langford had, she was not allowed to orgasm until he gave her permission, he would drag her along for weeks in a constantly horny state until finally releasing her. And those releases were pure erotic bliss. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching Teacher (MND and Mathim)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>28-06-2008, 00:05:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kyle was different; he didn't really understand a woman's orgasms, he thought they knew enough about their own bodies to be able to do it themselves and would have no such rule, she could masturbate herself or cum while he was fucking her, it mattered not to him as long as he was enjoying himself. But he wasn't going to fuck her again that night, he wasn't experienced enough to be able to handle it just yet. But he had the perfect fuck toy to help him become an expert.<br><br>Once he felt he was clean he turned off the water and got out of the shower. "I have a job for you to do." he told her. It was Friday. She had the day off tomorrow so she'd be able to run an errand for him off-campus. He dried himself off and put his clothes back on, and got a paper and pen to write some things down. "I want you to go into town tomorrow and buy these things for me to use next time." he explained, handing her the list.<br><br>Upon the list were many things, handcuffs, candles, a ball gag, blindfold, butt plug, vibrator with a remote control, and a strap-on dildo. "Think you can handle that?" he asked her. That was certainly an extravagant amount of sex toys but considering she was a teacher at a school for spoiled rich kids, she'd be able to afford it easily, particularly since she didn't have to pay for rent or food of her own.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching Teacher (MND and Mathim)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MusicNeverDies</strong> on <strong>28-06-2008, 00:16:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She planned to simply get herself off once he left if he would offer no help himself, it wasn't really a big deal. He was new, she was new with him. The entire experience was peculiar enough without any added elements, she would leave things as they were. She wanted to see where he would go to after this in terms of dominance. As his teacher there were so many possibilities. That was another reason she'd chosen him. He had straight A's, so she couldn't show favouritism by bumping his marks, they had no place to go. <br><br>She looked at the list, mentally checking them off in her head. She finished reading and looked up at him, still nude and aroused. A faint redness drew onto her cheeks, she stared at the list and then him again. "I have all of that." She said quietly, a little ashamed, but only aroused by the fact. She was doing his wishing before he even wished for it. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching Teacher (MND and Mathim)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>28-06-2008, 00:35:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Do you, now?" he smiled, somewhat intrigued. "Have it all ready for tomorrow evening. I'll see you then." he left her to head back to his dorm. Luckily every student had a private room so he could even spend the night in her room if he wanted, and no one would be suspicious. Though, he'd only do that sort of thing on the weekends when there were no classes in the early morning.<br><br>He could hardly wait for the next night, when he'd have more vigor and a bit more confidence in himself. With all of those toys he could really let her have it, and he intended to. He had, of course, assumed she was already on birth control, so he didn't ask. But he sure as hell wasn't going to ever want to use a condom anyway. He stayed up late, writing down ideas for what to do to her and fell asleep at his desk, without having gotten too far. A lot of what he had thought to do to her that evening had been on the spot, anyway. And he certainly felt he'd done a good job.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching Teacher (MND and Mathim)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MusicNeverDies</strong> on <strong>28-06-2008, 03:39:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded and watched him leave. Once he was gone she let out a deep sigh, leaning against the door. She pulled her hair out of the disfigured bun, letting it fall down around her face, the prolonged exposure to the bun creating a few twisted strands that curled around her. When her hair was down she looked presentable, the brown and blonde locks framed her face and softened the jaw, bringing a more feminine look to her. She might have looked more feminine merely because of the lack of clothing covering her. <br><br>She went to the backroom, turning the shower on again and pleasuring herself, thinking about Kyle the entire time. She'd always tried to keep students out her her mind in these times, but now she couldn't help it. Thinking about him during this was the least of her legal problems. The next day she spent finishing up on her marking, supervising lunch duty, but making sure she stayed away from where Kyle ate his lunch. Any time she got a glimpse of the long red hair she would change course. The entire day she kept on sliding into day dreams. The objects he'd asked for. Handcuffs, gags, a vibrator. It would be an exciting night, maybe a late one since tomorrow held no classes. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching Teacher (MND and Mathim)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>29-06-2008, 05:09:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He did indeed intend to stay up very late making her do his bidding, now that he had all the necessary equipment for the job. Once it was nightfall and everyone was in their own rooms and minding their own business he made his way back to Karen's room, grinning from ear to ear, something unheard of for him to be doing. But he couldn't help it, this was more than he ever could have hoped for.<br><br>"Don't waste time, bitch, get naked." he ordered her. He started taking off his own clothes, too, at the same time. "And lay down there in the middle of the floor, on your stomach. We're going to have some real fun, now." he cracked his knuckles. He went and fetched the candles he had written down on the list, and lit one. He waited a minute until it started melting and getting to a nice temperate, and then started the fun.<br><br>He held it over her breasts, dripping single drops slowly at the tops of her breasts before starting to increase it to a tiny stream before being forced to let more wax melt and heat up. He held it lower, dribbling it all around her aereolas, and then directly onto her nipples. It was such a shame the stuff was inedible, he'd have loved to have licked it off of her. He moved lower and lower, down her stomach in a circle, encircling her belly button, all the way down to her pubic area. He was glad she kept herself clean shaved, this made it a lot easier. Nothing was in the way of her clit, when he let a single burning drop singe the hood of her clitoris.<br><br>"I think that's enough of that." he smiled, blowing out the candle and putting it back in the box it came in. He went through the box of her sex toys and pulled out the ball gag and the handcuffs. "Get up. Let's go to your bed." he cackled sinisterly, his amusement was so dark and twisted that he just had to let her know he had something very wicked up his sleeve.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching Teacher (MND and Mathim)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MusicNeverDies</strong> on <strong>29-06-2008, 07:59:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She was sitting on the couch waiting when he entered, a quick "Good evening Master" escaped her before the ordered started. She was instant in her removal of her clothes, faster then yesterday even. Had she practised? When he removed the candles and lit them she knew what was coming. She laid perfectly still as the drops began to fall, laying fully exposed for her student as he dripped melted wax over her nipples. What the school board would do that that!<br><br>When the drop fell on her clit she squirmed a little, letting out a groan that was a mix of pleasure ad slight pain. A groan she was sure he would hear more often as the night progressed, and that thought got her going. She stood up with the hardened wax still over her nipples, stomach and clit. The mound on her clit crumbled and fell off as she walked. Her eyes locked on the objects in his hand. Two of her favourites. Handcuffs were astounding. Nothing was better then being bound. Nothing. The feeling of being completely helpless, used however her Master desired with no chance of rescue, was erotic. The fact that he brought the gag meant there might be some things to make her scream out happening tonight. <br><br>At that thought she smiled, a coy, perverse smile. She got into the room and hopped onto the bed, when he got close she leaned over ad placed a soft kiss on the tip of his cock, a thank you. "I am so glad to be your fuck toy, Master." She knelt on the bed, waiting to be told what position he would take her in. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching Teacher (MND and Mathim)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>29-06-2008, 14:19:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Shut up." he spanked her ass hard. "Don't speak unless spoken to." he reminded her. Once she was on the bed he cuffed one of her wrists. "Get on your hands and knees."<br><br>Once she was in doggy position he took her cuffed hand and moved it beneath her, wrapping the cuff around one of her legs, and brought her other arm back and cuffed it. Now it was her own leg that bound her in place, so she couldn't move her arms at all, and only one leg could move freely. Meaning, she couldn't even balance herself, and would have to be face-down on the bed while in doggy position. Or, with her face turned to the side so she wouldn't suffocate.<br><br>"I'm going to do some anal on you. This is insurance in case you scream too loud." he put the ball gag in her mouth. "I'll be using it again some other time when I decide to try and fit my entire fist inside both those holes." he grinned.<br><br>He took some lubricant and poured just enough of it all over her asshole, rubbing it with his fingertip and moving inside with his finger. Then another. It was hard to move a third in there, but he managed it, finger-fucking her ass to try and open it wide enough so he could get his cock into her. "When I get in there, you clench, okay? I want it tight like a vise." he said, spanking her again to emphasize his point.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching Teacher (MND and Mathim)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MusicNeverDies</strong> on <strong>30-06-2008, 21:17:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She let him cuff her without moving except when he moved her. Bound as she was her hands and one leg were close together, her other leg there to support her. She couldn't move her arms or that leg at all since so much pressure was on it. She ended up tipping over, turning her face to the side as she fell onto the bed, her ass high in the air for his service. <br><br>For her own sake, she fought with the cuff a little, feeling that she had no way to escape. When he gagged her she tried again, feeling 100% stuck in her position and unable to even scream for salvation. Now she truly was his to do whatever he wanted to, she would be helpless to anything he wanted. The thought made her moan softly into the gag. <br><br>Then he described what he would do to her, only after making it impossible for her to voice her disapproval, which was another show of his dominance. She had not been fisted often, three times at most, but from her recollection it was a pleasurable feeling. <br><br>She tried to spread her ass wider for him as he finger fucked her, some of the thrusts having such force her breasts were squished a bit in the process, she didn't mind. When he gave her the command she nodded into the bed, clenching her ass for a second or two to show that she understood. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching Teacher (MND and Mathim)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>01-07-2008, 04:55:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Once he felt she was ready to take him into her ass, he left her there on the bed and went back into the other room. He got the strap-on dildo out of the box and did his best to put it on. It was very tight, but his balls hung out of it so at least they weren't being strained. The strap-on was held below his own cock, so it was like he now had two of them. One for her pussy (which he'd already done, so that would be penetrated by the dildo) and one for her ass (he hadn't done anal yet, so that would be where his real cock was going.) She would be double-penetrated by him that way.<br><br>"Are you ready?" he asked her, not yet letting on that he had two surprised for her, not just one. She wouldn't have been able to look back and see it, either...nor would she have been able to answer him unless she was shaking or nodding her head.<br><br>He stuck both phalli into her at the same time, though her asshole was much tighter and it took him longer to actually get all the way inside of her. But after a few seconds, he was fucking her, more slowly than he had the night before, but only because he didn't want the strap-on to fall off or become irregularly positioned. "How do you like being fucked with two cocks at once?" he laughed viciously, spanking both her cheeks hard with both hands. She was giving him an even better idea for class on Monday, enjoying her ass being played with so rough.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching Teacher (MND and Mathim)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MusicNeverDies</strong> on <strong>06-07-2008, 05:31:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded faintly. He had left and taken a bit of time in the other room, where all of the supplies were. Since this was new yo him, and a long time gone from her, she figured he was applying lube. From her position she couldn't see at all, only hear him as he walked back into the room. Her free leg shifted slightly, opening herself to him more. She bit into the gag slightly, a nice self-reminder that she was just a thing for him to fuck. <br><br>The real cock, the one in her ass, came in about a quarter of a second before the one to her wet pussy. But the one in her pussy went in much further much faster, opening readily as it had the night before. Her ass was more sensitive, less used, she didn't even have to really clench to form a vice like grip around his shaft. Into the gag moans fell silent, her hips rocking against his slow pumps. Again her hands moved a little, to remind herself of how confined she was. Her tight ass hole quivered around him, her pussy becoming readily slick with juices. The moans were muffled by the gag, but surely he would be able to hear the faint breaths of her moans when he slapped her ass. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching Teacher (MND and Mathim)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>07-07-2008, 15:15:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She must have been enjoying herself, this probably wasn't something she was used to. Her ass was incredibly tight, much moreso than her pussy, but also different in other ways; it didn't seem to have anything stopping him once he got all the way inside of her, and was much hotter inside. So without anything really stopping him, except the strap-on that was going in and out of her pussy, he was free to fuck her ass as hard as he liked. This was still satisfying for the moment but there was more he wanted from her. And he'd get it, soon.<br><br>He wasn't far from coming, and filled her ass with it when he did. He pulled his sticky member out and detached the strap-on. "Suck it." he told her, moving in front of her and slapping her face with his cock. He'd never done ass-to-mouth on a girl before, but wanted to see her do it. She'd obviously cleaned herself out before so it wouldn't have been that bad, but just the idea...that was very hot for him.<br><br>He undid her handcuffs and let her free for a moment. "Wait here." he instructed her. He hadn't implicitly told her not to masturbate, so if she hadn't gotten off on being fucked in both holes yet, she had a small chance now before he returned from the other room. He rummaged through the box and got out the dog collar and leash, and something he was happy to have found in there earlier. Two things, actually.<br><br>"Here we go. Come here, girl." he gave a dog-summoning whistle to her, letting her know to come on all fours to him. He put the collar and leash around her neck, placed a hair ribbon on her that sported dog ears, and then moved behind her and inserted a moderate-sized dildo into her still-gaping asshole, though this dildo had what looked like a stuffed dog tail attached to the end of it so it looked like she now had a tail. "Good girl. Now let's take a walk." he grinned.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching Teacher (MND and Mathim)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MusicNeverDies</strong> on <strong>13-07-2008, 07:39:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he fucked her ass she could feel her pussy tightening. He pounded his full length into her ass, her breasts rocked and shook at his thrusts. But he pulled out soon after. She held herself back. She wanted to hold orgasm until later tonight, to let it all go in one big wave of ecstasy. One that she was certain he could provide her. When he came in her she moaned, even as he pulled out she could feel her anus tightening, the warm semen dripping down her ass and leg. <br><br>When he came to her head and slapped her she got a spat of him right across her cheek. She couldn't remove it or do anything with her hands bound. Nothing but suck him eagerly off, which she did, her quim quivering. Ass to mouth was fine is she was clean, which she was. but it still held such an erotic factor to it, such a dominance. <br><br>When he left her she stayed still, watching him head out and sighing, feeling the small dents on her wrists were the cuffs had been. Her hair was in disarray, but she left it alone, crawling onto the floor as she was called. She knelt before him on all fours, her ass presented in the air, a small sigh coming as the dildo was forced in. She walked alongside him, letting the leash lead her. Even as she crawled it loved the dildo around in her ass, pleasuring her. And the fact that she was being lead around like a dog added to it, making sweet juice roll slowly down her leg. <br><br>It had been a while since she had been this dominated. This horny. 
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