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Mr. Jost
He walked around her, his hands moved to straighten her back, and then He cupped her chin and lifted her face so that he could see her eyes. The fire that raged there, the near tears that stood in her eyes, waiting to spill, all spoke of her arousal, her confusion, her submission that she had never admitted to before.
"Good, Jessie, very good." He stroked her hair and leaned close to her ear. "I'm not a harsh master, not one to beat a girl or whip her ... unless it will lead to her pleasure. But that's far away.
"For now, I want you to stand, and to remove your cardigan, then your camisole and then show me your breasts. After, you'll put the cradigan back on. Do that, please, now."
His voice was soft, gentle, but with an edge that said Do this without hesitation or leave... that's always your choice...obey or leave He waited, silently, standing perfectly still.
He walked around her, his hands moved to straighten her back, and then He cupped her chin and lifted her face so that he could see her eyes. The fire that raged there, the near tears that stood in her eyes, waiting to spill, all spoke of her arousal, her confusion, her submission that she had never admitted to before.
"Good, Jessie, very good." He stroked her hair and leaned close to her ear. "I'm not a harsh master, not one to beat a girl or whip her ... unless it will lead to her pleasure. But that's far away.
"For now, I want you to stand, and to remove your cardigan, then your camisole and then show me your breasts. After, you'll put the cradigan back on. Do that, please, now."
His voice was soft, gentle, but with an edge that said Do this without hesitation or leave... that's always your choice...obey or leave He waited, silently, standing perfectly still.
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Mr. Jost
"You move too quickly, Jessie" he said, as his fingers undid the buttons of the cardigan again. He pushed it open and when her hands moved to stop him, he captured them in one strong hand. He said, "put them at your side and keep them there, or you will be punished."
He saw the struggle in her eyes, as he released her hands. Briefly, they came up to cover her bra-clad breasts, then slowly they dropped to her side. He locked eyes with her as his hands slid the sweater from her, down her arms and off her. He said, "Hold this while I look at them properly."
He stroked her neck and shoulders, and then moved lower, very deliberately. He watched her nipples grown hard and long, right at the edge of the demi-bra, and he used his left hand to push the bra down just enough for the nipples to peek over the top. A slight moan of pleasure seemed to escape her lips. His fingers stroked the upper reaches of her full breasts, stopping just short of the distended nipples. Her breathing ws quickened. He said, "You hesitated to follow my order. That must be punished."
Jessie took in a short, deep breath and began to protest, but stopped short. Her voice was barely audible, that of a little girl about to be spanked, "Yes, Sir." Her eyes dropped.
He took her left nipple between his right thumb and the first two fingers of his right hand. "Look me in the eyes," he said softly but firmly. When their gazes met, he pinched the nipple and began to pull it out, knowing that the edge of the bra would cut into her tender flesh as he did so. Her intake of breath and her increased trembling were distinct. He said, "Always do as I say without hesitation, Jessie, or I will punish you more intensely." He released her nipple and reached behind her and undid the demi-bra. He removed it and said, "Now you may put your sweater back on." And he kissed her again, tenderly this time.
"You move too quickly, Jessie" he said, as his fingers undid the buttons of the cardigan again. He pushed it open and when her hands moved to stop him, he captured them in one strong hand. He said, "put them at your side and keep them there, or you will be punished."
He saw the struggle in her eyes, as he released her hands. Briefly, they came up to cover her bra-clad breasts, then slowly they dropped to her side. He locked eyes with her as his hands slid the sweater from her, down her arms and off her. He said, "Hold this while I look at them properly."
He stroked her neck and shoulders, and then moved lower, very deliberately. He watched her nipples grown hard and long, right at the edge of the demi-bra, and he used his left hand to push the bra down just enough for the nipples to peek over the top. A slight moan of pleasure seemed to escape her lips. His fingers stroked the upper reaches of her full breasts, stopping just short of the distended nipples. Her breathing ws quickened. He said, "You hesitated to follow my order. That must be punished."
Jessie took in a short, deep breath and began to protest, but stopped short. Her voice was barely audible, that of a little girl about to be spanked, "Yes, Sir." Her eyes dropped.
He took her left nipple between his right thumb and the first two fingers of his right hand. "Look me in the eyes," he said softly but firmly. When their gazes met, he pinched the nipple and began to pull it out, knowing that the edge of the bra would cut into her tender flesh as he did so. Her intake of breath and her increased trembling were distinct. He said, "Always do as I say without hesitation, Jessie, or I will punish you more intensely." He released her nipple and reached behind her and undid the demi-bra. He removed it and said, "Now you may put your sweater back on." And he kissed her again, tenderly this time.
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"I'm so sorry, you must think I'm such an idiot and a baby. I can't tell you I'm wrong, but I can at least stopping acting like one."
Amy smiled then leaned a little closer. "Actually," she whispered. "I've done the same thing a time or two. I learned that I wasn't getting anything more then a bad rep. People tend to avoid you when you have inner turmoil. Believe me.. understand."
She scribbled something on a scrape of paper and slipped it into his pocket. "I expect you to call me.. anytime, day or night."
Judging the reaction of his eyes, she wasn't behaving like the normal girls in his past. Which suited her just fine.. NO DAMN COMPETION!
Amy smiled then leaned a little closer. "Actually," she whispered. "I've done the same thing a time or two. I learned that I wasn't getting anything more then a bad rep. People tend to avoid you when you have inner turmoil. Believe me.. understand."
She scribbled something on a scrape of paper and slipped it into his pocket. "I expect you to call me.. anytime, day or night."
Judging the reaction of his eyes, she wasn't behaving like the normal girls in his past. Which suited her just fine.. NO DAMN COMPETION!
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Mr. Jost
Adie ordered Jessie to sit in the back of the room and observe his last class of the day, sophomores. He introduced her as "Ms. Applethwaite, our Student Teacher for the term" and the kids greeted her very warmly. He lead them through a fairly complex scene in The Glass Menagerie, guiding the discussion, eforcing the subtle points of the triangular relationship between Tom Wingfield, his mother Amanda, and sister Laura.
The class was rowdy when they first came, but a look and a word from Mr. Jost settled them down. By the end of the period, when he gave a ten-minute writing assignment, they were totally cooperative and eating out of his hand. He occasionally looked at Jessie and smiled. Once he flashed her a signal...he reached up when no students saw and touched his breast, rubbing his fingers across his nipples, then tilted his head toward her as if to say do the same, Jessie.
She blushed hot red and slightly shook her head. He frowned and she complied, sheepishly, certain someone would see. He nodded and turned to a student with a raised hand.
When the class ended, he said, "Ms. Applethwaite will come around and collect your papers, then you may leave." He looked in her direction, knowing that her lovely, large breasts would move under the cardigan. How well would she handle this small command?
Adie ordered Jessie to sit in the back of the room and observe his last class of the day, sophomores. He introduced her as "Ms. Applethwaite, our Student Teacher for the term" and the kids greeted her very warmly. He lead them through a fairly complex scene in The Glass Menagerie, guiding the discussion, eforcing the subtle points of the triangular relationship between Tom Wingfield, his mother Amanda, and sister Laura.
The class was rowdy when they first came, but a look and a word from Mr. Jost settled them down. By the end of the period, when he gave a ten-minute writing assignment, they were totally cooperative and eating out of his hand. He occasionally looked at Jessie and smiled. Once he flashed her a signal...he reached up when no students saw and touched his breast, rubbing his fingers across his nipples, then tilted his head toward her as if to say do the same, Jessie.
She blushed hot red and slightly shook her head. He frowned and she complied, sheepishly, certain someone would see. He nodded and turned to a student with a raised hand.
When the class ended, he said, "Ms. Applethwaite will come around and collect your papers, then you may leave." He looked in her direction, knowing that her lovely, large breasts would move under the cardigan. How well would she handle this small command?
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Jayme stared at the piece of paper in his hand. "What the hell?" he thought. He assumed she'd laugh at him. But she was perfect. He didn't mind beign caught staring at her, and though he did think she was incredibly beautiful, he didn't stare at her in a perverted way. Only with awe and amazement.
"Wait, you're not going to leave are you?" he asked all too quickly. Again, his features softened and the dark cloud uncovered him. When she didn't walk away, or laugh, he slowly took her hand in his.
"Do you wanna go for a walk with me? Maybe?" he said with a soft voice, "I mean, it's no problem if you have to go home right away, I was just wondering."
"Wait, you're not going to leave are you?" he asked all too quickly. Again, his features softened and the dark cloud uncovered him. When she didn't walk away, or laugh, he slowly took her hand in his.
"Do you wanna go for a walk with me? Maybe?" he said with a soft voice, "I mean, it's no problem if you have to go home right away, I was just wondering."
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Mr. Jost
The class had left and he went to the door and locked it. He knew the boys had noticed her loose breasts and had wondered if she was wearing a bra. He knew she was embarrassed, humiliated by what he'd made her do. And he knew she was aroused by it, too.
"They'll be gone home in moments, Jessie. You did well, and you'll never have to do that again. I'll keep that crew of yahoo's myself. You'll take the senior seminar and the senior honors classes. Those two will keep you busy for the term."
He smiled at her and walked to where she stood. "However, you were slow to touch yourself when I signaled it. You disappinted me by hesitating. You need to learn to trust me & to follow my orders. I will have to punish you."
He sat in his large chair that had no arms on it. He watched her standing there, hands in front of her, eyes downcast. She trembled again, in fear and anger, frustration with him.
"but, sir, I....." she whispered.
"Over my lap and lift your skirt, Jessie."
She looked at him in surprise. He waited, patiently....
The class had left and he went to the door and locked it. He knew the boys had noticed her loose breasts and had wondered if she was wearing a bra. He knew she was embarrassed, humiliated by what he'd made her do. And he knew she was aroused by it, too.
"They'll be gone home in moments, Jessie. You did well, and you'll never have to do that again. I'll keep that crew of yahoo's myself. You'll take the senior seminar and the senior honors classes. Those two will keep you busy for the term."
He smiled at her and walked to where she stood. "However, you were slow to touch yourself when I signaled it. You disappinted me by hesitating. You need to learn to trust me & to follow my orders. I will have to punish you."
He sat in his large chair that had no arms on it. He watched her standing there, hands in front of her, eyes downcast. She trembled again, in fear and anger, frustration with him.
"but, sir, I....." she whispered.
"Over my lap and lift your skirt, Jessie."
She looked at him in surprise. He waited, patiently....
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Mr. Jost
As Adie pushed her skirt up, he caressed her thighs and spread them apart. He had seen the hesitation in her movements, but he was pleased with how quickly she had moved to obey him. He felt the sily smoothness of her thighs and then her buttocks, round, firm, wonderous. Between them her sex peeked out, open and wet. Her arousal, for all her resistance, was complete, a he felt it would be.
He pushed the skirt up over her hips and exposed her bottom completely. He knew she would never have done his unless she truly wanted to submit, no matter how much she fought it. He whispered to her, "Sweet Jessie, be good. It will hurt but it's good for you" And his hand descended, slicing the air and striking her flesh.
He admired the pink handmark come up, then struck the other cheek as hard. With each echoing smack, Jessie yelped. The blows began to follow rapidly on one another, until they reached a dozen.
By now, he was sweating, her ass was a bright red, and tears flowed down her face. He stopped and in the silence, her soft sobs were distinctly audible. He cooed to her, "Jessie, it's over, sweet Jessie, all over," and his hands stroked her punished flesh, soothing it and her. He slipped a finger between her legs and stroked her sex softly, hearing her murmurs of arousal mix with her sobs. As she quieted down, he spread her thighs and concentrated on stroking her sex, bringing her to total arousal.
As Adie pushed her skirt up, he caressed her thighs and spread them apart. He had seen the hesitation in her movements, but he was pleased with how quickly she had moved to obey him. He felt the sily smoothness of her thighs and then her buttocks, round, firm, wonderous. Between them her sex peeked out, open and wet. Her arousal, for all her resistance, was complete, a he felt it would be.
He pushed the skirt up over her hips and exposed her bottom completely. He knew she would never have done his unless she truly wanted to submit, no matter how much she fought it. He whispered to her, "Sweet Jessie, be good. It will hurt but it's good for you" And his hand descended, slicing the air and striking her flesh.
He admired the pink handmark come up, then struck the other cheek as hard. With each echoing smack, Jessie yelped. The blows began to follow rapidly on one another, until they reached a dozen.
By now, he was sweating, her ass was a bright red, and tears flowed down her face. He stopped and in the silence, her soft sobs were distinctly audible. He cooed to her, "Jessie, it's over, sweet Jessie, all over," and his hands stroked her punished flesh, soothing it and her. He slipped a finger between her legs and stroked her sex softly, hearing her murmurs of arousal mix with her sobs. As she quieted down, he spread her thighs and concentrated on stroking her sex, bringing her to total arousal.
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Amy looked at Jayme with a smile, "No I wasn't really planning on leaving, right yet..."
"Do you wanna go for a walk with me? Maybe?" he said with a soft voice, "I mean, it's no problem if you have to go home right away, I was just wondering."
Hugging his hand firmly and nodding.. "Thought you'd never ask."
Glancing in the hallway and heading for the nearest dark exit with a smirk and a wink.
"Do you wanna go for a walk with me? Maybe?" he said with a soft voice, "I mean, it's no problem if you have to go home right away, I was just wondering."
Hugging his hand firmly and nodding.. "Thought you'd never ask."
Glancing in the hallway and heading for the nearest dark exit with a smirk and a wink.
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He slipped another into her and stroked her while his other hand moved to her hair to caress it. She groaned louder, "Oh, Adie, oh Sir, please...." It was all he needed to hear.
Today had been the best he'd ever had at Seymour. Karen, Rayne, both wanting...and now, Jessie, as he had hoped, willing and ready to submit to him. She was special...extremely intelligent, lovely, strong-willed, yet ready to be controlled. He looked down at her across his lap, his fingers buried in her sex, her hair whipping back and forth as she mumbled her pleas for him to take her over the edge... and he would, now.
He removed his fingers and whispered, "On my desk, on your back, Jessie...naked...Now!" She whimpered at first...so close, why did he stop? Then she realized and moved, first dropping her skirt and unbuttoning her cardigan and dropping it to the floor. She lay back on the desk.
Adie spread her legs wide and looked down at her...his student teacher, naked, begging, on his desk. This was a first. He unzipped his pants and brought out his large cock...9" and hard as rock. He looked down at her and whispered, "How do you ask, Jessie? Be a good girl and ask...."
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He stood for a minute, watching her back as she tugged on his hand for him to follow. He was too stunned to even think about the reality of it all. With a quick glance back through the corner of the teacher's window, he could see that Mr. Jost had managed to get his student teacher naked on his desk. He wasn't surprised, but didn't care. Now, he jogged after Amy to close the distance between them and took hold of her hand again. His lips curved into a small smile as he looked down at her. It was his first smile in ages. He followed her out of the exit and waited as she stopped once outside the school.
"Where to?"
"Where to?"
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Her eyes pleaded, but there was an edge of deman to her voice. He stroked his cock, knowing it would raise her heat further. She lay naked, open, exposed, utterly his for the moment. He could zip up and tell her to show him how she finished herself, but he wanted this. Wanted her cunt wrapped around his cock, milking it, taking his cum....
He leaned in, smelling her arousal in the air, the heavy musk of a woman in heat. He reached into the desk drawer and got out a rubber. He slipped it onto his cock and put the head at the mouth of her sex. As he pushed forward, he thought he caught a glimpse of something outside the door. He continued to begin the fuck of his life...Jessie Applethwaite, student teacher and now his. He looked down at her and saw a look of amazement and pure lust in her eyes.
And he pulled back, then sunk his cock completely into her hot sex.
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"I don't know," he said, thinking about it for a minute. No one had ever really asked him what he thought about something. With they girls he'd dated, they told him to do something and he'd done his best to do it right. His parents told him what to and he'd done it. Now, this wonderful girl was asking him what he thought.
"Well, there's a nice park just past my house, if you still wanna go. It's a bit chilly out, but it's a really nice day."
When she nodded her head, they walked hand in hand towards the park. "So, tell me about yourself. You're new here right?"
"Well, there's a nice park just past my house, if you still wanna go. It's a bit chilly out, but it's a really nice day."
When she nodded her head, they walked hand in hand towards the park. "So, tell me about yourself. You're new here right?"
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My god, he thought, what an incredible cocksucker. She worked to please him, groaning around his cock as she slashed her tongue around it. She struggled to take him all into her mouth, to please him completely. Her fingers grazed and stroked and squeezed his balls as she swallowed more of it.
He wrapped his fingers in her hair and whispered, "Yes, jessie, yes. My good girl, suck Teacher's cock, suck me and please me." He gradually fed her all of it, all 9" of his thick cock, and she opened her throat and let the head slide into it.
He let her move up and down, but with each stroke, he held her there longer, teaching her. Then he witdrew his cock from her mouth. "Open your moth, jessie, and take my cum in your mouth."
He stroked his cock while she stroked his balls. Then with a grunt, he came....
He wrapped his fingers in her hair and whispered, "Yes, jessie, yes. My good girl, suck Teacher's cock, suck me and please me." He gradually fed her all of it, all 9" of his thick cock, and she opened her throat and let the head slide into it.
He let her move up and down, but with each stroke, he held her there longer, teaching her. Then he witdrew his cock from her mouth. "Open your moth, jessie, and take my cum in your mouth."
He stroked his cock while she stroked his balls. Then with a grunt, he came....
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Rayen had gotten bored and went to get Mr. jost when she heard something like fucking going on. She peaked through the window and gasped as she watched the pair fuck and she got so very wet watching her teacher's cock go in and out of the new S.T's cunt. but when he pulled out and she began to suck him off she felt a flood of liquid in her thong. Looking around she saw no one and slippe dher hand into her skirt. She wanted to see Mr jost cum so very badly.
