Claiming Ms. Vaughn (closed)

[kaitlyn_sun]

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"Notice anything wrong here?"

She looked at him blankly as she stepped out of the shower, he was leaning against the sink completely naked, his huge cock hanging from his body as he stood there with his arms crossed. She swallowed her answer. Of course… everything was wrong. He shouldn’t be there, She shouldn’t be struggling with a metal leash around her neck, shouldn’t be washing his piss off her face, shouldn’t be facing the very real fact that he was probably about to rape her AGAIN with her unable to stop him. “Yes…” she started, but before she could say anything he lunged for her and grabbed the leash hanging from the collar clamped to her neck, yanking her small, naked, dripping wet body forward against his, splashing the water all over her tile floor.

"IT'S NOT FUCKING HARD!"

Oh god. His cock. He was jerking it while she was in the shower. She was supposed to do something in there to make him enjoy it, but he hadn’t said WHAT. how was she supposed to know what he wanted if he didn’t TELL her? “I didn’t know…” she struggled, the collar pulling at her neck making it hard to speak. “What you wanted…”

"I told you to make that shit sexy and you ignored me, instead you showered like the uptight cunt you are.” She groaned helplessly as he insulted her. “Think this is a fucking game? I expect greatness from you, instead I get half ass efforts. I guess I know how it feels to try and teach me then don't I?" She despite the rage twisting her face angrily, she felt her already strained throat swell as a sob tried to bubble up from her stomach. How DARE he say that! She put everything she had into her classroom, and she KNEW she was a good teacher… she KNEW it. Wasn’t she? He let her go, and she shivered in the middle of the bathroom, all her towels in the cupboard behind him, trying to cover her exposed nakedness, her hair dripping over her face. "Oh well, I guess I'll just get more pictures to release." He said as he snapped photos of her.

She shook her head. “This isn’t… this isn’t FAIR, Zack…” She muttered, gasping for breath around her own tears, feeling her nose closing as her crying was starting to get ugly. “I… I can do whatever you… you want…” She saw the way his cock was swinging heavily between his legs, making her gag at the memory of him cramming it past her gullet, making her choke on his heavy head. “I just… you have to tell me… what you want…”

He was picking up his clothes from the floor, looking her over. "I'm really horny right now,” he said, eyeing her dripping wet, exposed body. “and I could use another crack at that fantastic little pussy you got.”

“Pussy I HAVE…” she said reflexively, before closing her eyes, chastising herself for correcting him NOW, of all times. She gasped, trying to settled herself, looking up at him. “Look… I… I know, you can do whatever you want to me, and… and I’ll cooperate, I promise.” She said, her entire body flushing hot red at what she was saying. “I just… I’ve never done anything like this before… I need…” she swallowed, feeling the tightness of the collar on her throat. “I need you to tell me what you want…”

 

[TheRPGuru]

Zack felt himself growing annoyed with her for no reason. Something about her pathetic excuses and whimpering tone annoyed him, angered him. She swore she didn't know what to do or what he wanted as if she had never fucked before, never tried to be sexy for anyone before. It amazed him that a teacher, a fucking TEACHER, was acting this stupid. No wonder his generation seemed to be going down in history as the dumbest generation, because their teachers were morons too.

Zack gritted his teeth and snatched up the leash, with a snap of his arm he jerked her by the collar into her bedroom. With a huff he flopped down on the edge of the bed and pulled her to him. "Want me to be clearer in my instructions Ms. Vaughn. Fine." He hissed. His fist grabbed his cock by the base and wagged it at her. "Suck my cock. Do it like your entire fucking life depends on rocking my socks off too. I don't want no half ass whimpery head, I want you to suck my brains out."

Then he let her leash go with a shove, leaning himself back on the bed a little to watch and enjoy himself. He couldn't understand why she was playing ignorant. He hadn't yet asked her to do anything that she couldn't already know. She wasn't a virgin and she couldn't possibly be such a prude in the bedroom if she had found it sexy to let someone film her fucking. So why she was suddenly all thumbs when it came to his demands he couldn't understand, and it made him angry. The more she bobbled and fumbled around with stupid pleas and incompetence, the more upset he got.

Which meant she would need more training. Zack began to work out a plan in his head. Perhaps he had an interesting opportunity with her. A chance to make her the perfect sex toy for his enjoyment. If he broke her down enough, eventually she would hit zero and allow for him to build her up into the sex toy he wanted. Someone who delighted in pleasing him, who lived to cater to his orgasms. A smirk slowly crawled across his face as he thought of all the possibilities. First, he had to break her down.

Suddenly he sat up and stopped her. "You know what? Nevermind. I got a better idea. Since you can't be trusted to do anything right..." He abruptly stood up and spun her towards the bed. He forcefully pushed her to her knees and grabbed her by the chin. "Open wide." He commanded, grabbing his cock with his other hand and pressing his fleshy beast to her lips.

Zack stuffed his cock into her mouth the moment her lips parted, his flesh was soft but the excitement of the moment and the wetness of her spit quickly began to harden and grow his dick. He grabbed her by the back of the head and forcefully shoved as much of his cock into her mouth as he could. He held himself there until he felt her body shake as she choked. Only then would he let her head go back enough for her to take a few breaths before stuffing his cock into her throat. Her coughs sent her spit all over his shaft and balls, coating him delightfully.

"That's it bitch. Now we're talking." He laughed. He pulled his cock out of her mouth for a second to slap her in the face with it. He laughed as he rubbed his shaft over her face, smearing her spit over her own face, before shoving his cock back into her mouth.

 

[kaitlyn_sun]

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"Open wide."

Kelly groaned as Zack forced her to her knees by the bed, her skin to dripping wet from the shower, and jammed his cock into her mouth. She choked, feeling him grip her head and force her forward as his cockhead pressed against her throat, and she had no choice but to try to swallow, to let him stuff himself down her throat. Her hands grabbed at his thighs, but he was much to strong for her to fight.

This was wrong, it was so wrong. It didn’t matter what she did… she didn’t deserve to be sexually assaulted and raped like this. No one did. If she went forward now, maybe she could prove that he was raping her. He was going to use her however he wanted right now… even now, she could barely breathe from how violently he was thrusting his fat cock into her throat. He would likely rape her again, and cum inside her. She’d go straight to the police station after he left, and report that her student raped her. It wouldn’t matter what photos he had; they’d just prove that she was telling the truth.

She choked as he pulled his cock from her mouth, gagging as she retched, feeling the bile in her stomach forcing itself up through her open throat, splashing on her hardwood floor in a puddle of mingled saliva and precum. He just laughed at her, smacking her in the face with his heavy cock like a truncheon. She couldn’t help but sob… she hadn't ever felt so brutalized in her whole life. She had barely caught her breath before he forced her down his cock again, completely unconcerned with whether she could breathe or not. Her face felt raw and inflamed where he had struck her with his cock; she imagined she’d actually bruise there.

Maybe that was good, she thought. Maybe if he REALLY hurt her, it would make her claim that he was raping her even more credible. She knew what it was like on tv when rape victims came forward, everyone accused them of not fighting back. Well, she WOULD look like she fought back once everyone saw how much her had beaten her. She closed her eyes, trying to silence the screaming in her own head. She should try to GET him to hurt her… it was the best way out of this.

When he pulled his cock away again, and she retched again, gasping against the foul backwash that flooded up from her stomach and splashed on the floor, she held her eyes clenched together tightly, trying to think, trying to hold herself together.

“Y… you must… get off on hurting people…” she muttered, barely able to speak through her ravaged throat. She needed to get him angry, get him hitting her. As bad as it might get, it would help her get him later...

 

[TheRPGuru]

Zack was becoming a monster, his enjoyment at the sheer torture he inflicted against Ms. Vaughn was merely proof of that. His cock was hard as a fucking steel rod, the pleasure that ripped through his balls was more a byproduct of the sounds she made and reactions of her physical body. He loved the way her hands kind of frantically flailed about as his cock jabbed into her throat. The choking, gagging, coughs that she barely was able to squeak out before his flesh jabbed back into her throat.

As Zack play with his cock and smacked his heavy meat upon her face, he suddenly realized that there was a disgusting extra in her spit and drool upon the floor. He knew she had been gagging but he didn't think she was actually puking a bit. He stepped back laughing, looking at the bile upon the floor as some sort of prize.

She coughed and weakly asked him if he liked hurting people. Her words barely worked upon a spout of further retching. "Getting off on hurting people? Naw." He said bend over and running his fingers through the fluids on the floor, he coated his palm in it and found delight in how warm it was in his palm. This was like a prize he had made from her.

Suddenly Zack took his spit, bile, pre-cum covered palm and smacked it against her cheek. There was a loud clap as the fluids exploded across her face with the impact of his wet palm to her face. It wasn't a hard slap, but the sound it made due to the fluid explosion was epic and made Zack laugh out loud. He nearly doubled over with it. It took a few moments to get his laughter under control he stood up straight and stared down at her. She didn't look happy, in fact she looked rather pathetic. It was saddening to see after he had been making her feel so good. She could protest all she wanted, but he knew that his cock made her feel good. He could tell by the sounds she had made went he fucked her in class. The moans she made as she felt him pump his cock into her, and again when he came in her. She protested and would continue to protest, but she had enjoyed it. He knew it in his heart.

But he also needed her to suffer, he did get off on hurting people. Not physically hurting people. No, he had no desire to physically beat her like that. But emotionally, oh yes, he did in fact love to hurt that. The thrill of breaking down someone's mental state just made him so fucking hard. It was awesome!

"Clean that puddle up. I don't want to slip while fucking your twat." He told her. "No no!" He stopped her as she moved as if to go get something to clean it up with, probably just wanting the reprieve from being near him if even for a moment. "No you made that mess with your mouth, clean it up with your mouth." He ordered. "I'm going to get my phone and film this. I want to be able to watch myself fucking you later, you know....for memory's sake." He said laughing as he padded his way back into the bathroom to grab his phone.