Naughty Teacher - Closed for Jezebel1669

[Diceanddarcy]

The school halls were still quite busy, students milling around near the row of lockers that lined each wall, a sea of navy blue and white clothes as the hubbub of chatter started to slowly rise. It was almost the end of the day but many of the teenagers who attended this school stayed around for at least half an hour after, many of the teachers offering the chance to speak to them about lessons or in a few cases, ask for some extra help. Oakhill Academy was famed for it's high achieving students and the consistently fantastic grades that it pulled in each year over all years, there was a strict waiting list and the termly fees were quite high - that was the price of success. Catching sight of the girls that she'd normally be waiting with, Zoey offered them a warm smile and a small wave before continuing on her way, hitching her bag further on on shoulder. If this was any typical day, she'd have been hanging around for a few hours with them but her English teacher, Miss McIves had offered her a bit of extra help to get her target grade.

Following the instructions that she'd been given by the attractive redhead - she may have been a teacher but it was a commonly known fact that the woman was a stark comparison to the usual boring teachers that high-schools attracted - Zoey slowed the black Audi down, her face breaking into an expression of both confusion and surprise at the nice houses that lined the streets. The teachers she'd known hadn't ever been capable of such a nice home but then she knew that professors at such a school as hers had slightly higher than normal salaries which could explain it. She shook it off, taking a deep breath to calm herself before she slipped out, picking up her school bag and English folder on the way.

A tightly fitting white blouse clung to a tanned, toned torso, the outline of a black lace bra slightly visible through the thin material - though it was maximised by the three buttons she'd undone, a nice glimpse of her magnificent cleavage on sight. She'd teamed it with a black skirt, ending a bit above her knees in a slim fitting style, the colour contrasting nicely to her hazelnut skin and chocolate brown hair. A navy tie was tied very loosely around her neck and under her collar, a matching blazer on the front seat of her car. All in all, the look was flattering to her slim frame, Zoey cutting a striking figure against the perhaps drab fellow students. Her shoes were a pair of slim black heels, not extraordinarily high but enough to add a few more inches to her rather small height of 5'3. Making her way to the front door, she raised a tanned hand, knocking on the smooth wood as she shifted nervously, unsure of what she was going to be doing here - she'd never gone to a teacher's home before so it was new territory for her.

 

[Jezebel1669]

Relaxing back onto her favourite chair Sharon took a sip of her Scotch and let it roll over her tongue for a moment before swallowing it down with a gulp. Today was a special day and she deserved to celebrate. Ever since her girlfriend had left her she'd been feeling down, a part of her life which had been so important at the time now gone, but with her latest prized pupil Sharon was planning on turning things around.

As she heard the gentle knocking Sharon stretched out her long, smooth legs and rose to he full 5'9", making her way towards the front door at a leisurely pace. She enjoyed being tall almost as much as she enjoyed the looks her 34D-28-34 figure drew as she walked through the Academy each day, knowing that most of the boys and some of the girls, would be going home that night thinking of her.

She'd already changed out of her work clothes and into a short, black dress whose low-cut top had paid for more drinks than she'd ever need, and whose flattering curves made sure she could turn almost any head she wanted. Beneath she was wearing a tight suspender belt and sheer black stockings which helped emphasise her height even more. Nothing else, not even shoes, as she padded her way across his wide open-plan living room and swung open the door with a flourish.

Leaning against the smooth wood, letting it press against her breast in a slightly suggestive manner she looking down at the sweet little thing she'd chosen as her latest plaything. Zoey had just the right blend of gorgeous beauty and youth inexperience which made her the perfect choice for Sharon's games, as long as she had the temperament too match. And that was what tonight was all about determining.

"You're late," Sharon said after a second, nodding her head towards the living room. "How about you come inside before you waste any more of my time?"

She knew she sounded mean, but that was all part of the game, letting Zoey know her place, know that she was there to obey. Hopefully by the end of the night they'd both know just how obedient the girl could be.

 

[Diceanddarcy]

Waiting for Miss McIves to open the door, Zoey allowed her mind to go off on a wander, part of her feeling a bit apprehensive about the situation. Extra help was normal, especially in a school that strived for excellence at all times and in all subjects but it was slightly rarer to be invited back to your teacher's home to do such extra curricular activities - one of her closest friends had seemed slightly surprised by the casualness of the invitation. But then, the English pro wasn't one to follow the rules closely and it was because of this that she felt so comfortable around her, enough to push away any doubts of whether this was slightly inappropriate and drive to her fancy home. A slight movement in the corner of her eye shifted her from her mindless dreaming, forcing her to stand up straight and take a deep breath.

The teacher looked gorgeous, more so than normal, and for the umpteenth time today, Zoey thanked her lucky stars that she didn't have the sweaty balding Mr Evans for her English anymore - two years had been enough! Her lower jaw dropped slightly as she glanced at the woman as she made the comment, her tone perhaps even harsh, that she was late. Subtly she had a glance at her iPhone, noticing that she was all of one minute late, still it wouldn't hurt to play along with the teacher - after all she needed all the help she could get. "I'm sorry." She murmured in a silky soft tone, stepping into the nice home of the redhead, her heels making a clicking noise against the floor as she paused, bending over to take off her heels as to not mess up the seemingly immaculate home of the teacher. "I've bought all my books and work, I wasn't sure what you wanted to see.." She trailed off, glancing up and noticing just how impressive the woman's bust was.

 

[Jezebel1669]

As the girl bent over Sharon reached out and casually rested her hand on Zoey's butt, helping her to keep her balance as she slipped off her shoes. Bending down herself a moment later she scooped up the heels and quickly moves them over to a rack beside the door, resting them beside several other pairs of shoes already neatly stored there. As she moves Sharon could feel the front of her dress hanging low and knew Zoey would be able to get a good long look at her before she rose back up to tower over her, but Sharon didn't care about that. If the girl wasn't used to seeing naked breasts she'd soon learn to be.

"Your books should be useful, we'll need to go over the last few homework assignments you handed in so I cab point out all the errors you made." Resting her hand gently but firmly on the girl's shoulder she half-pushed, half-guided her into the living room before pointing down at a rug beside her coffee table. "Sit there." She said, in a tone that made it clear that Zoey had best do as she was told.

Moving back to her favourite chair, on the far side of the table, Sharon lowered herself down into it, lifting her legs to rest them in front of the girl before adjusting the hemline of her dress for a more pleasing angle. Already she could feel her excitement growing, the game was beginning and with the right moves this sweet little thing would soon be eating out of her hands.

"Now, tell me in ten words or less why romantic poetry from the Eighteenth Century is still popular today."

 

[Diceanddarcy]

The feeling of a hand on her behind started her for a second, causing her to wobble slightly for a few moments before she regained her balance - a mix of the help that the older woman had given her and her own steady feet. Zoey turned to thank her, instead finding herself centimetres away from nosediving into Sharon's impressive cleavage, gaining herself a decent eyeful of creamy breasts before her reactions kicked in and she turned away, blushing heavily. Allowing herself to be steered into the large lounge, she automatically made to sit on one of the chairs on the opposite side of the room to the woman, wanting to recompose herself and calm her heart - and mind - but the redhead clearly had other ideas as she instructed her to sit on the rug by her feet. Not wanting to cause a conflict, Zoey did as she asked, retracing her steps to sit on the rug, pulling out the books needed from her bag as well as a pencil case. She didn't think that the last homework had been done too badly but clearly the older woman had other ideas - there was something quite exciting about being demanded around outside of school hours but the always there fear that this was wrong never left. Glancing up from the selection of neatly written essays, she was greeted with a hefty view of the woman's creamy endless legs, hinting at the pleasures that hid beneath the dress. At the question, she frowned for a second, not having expected it but after a few moments of racking her brain for some form of intelligent answer, she gave up and spoke, "Because it's sexy?"

 

[Jezebel1669]

Sharon smiled at the girl's answer, there was certainly potential here, if she handled it correctly. "You partially right," She said slipping off of her chair and moving around the table, standing behind Zoey as she continued, "It's because they're about sex, not just because they're sexy. Do you know the difference between those two things?"

Before Zoey could think of an answer Sharon dropped down to kneel behind her, resting her hands on the girl's shoulders for a moment as she began to slowly rub the back of her neck with her thumbs. "This is sexy," Sharon muttered into Zoey's ear. A moment later she moved her hands around and down, cupping the young student's breasts in her hands, "And this is about sex."

 

[Diceanddarcy]

A soft smile etched onto her features as the famously hard to please older woman gave her a smidge of praise - perhaps these sessions would be a lot of fun after all. However, that all disappeared off her innocent face as Sharon began to loosely massage her shoulders, wondering if this was just a really unusual revision tip. She would have relaxed more into it if the woman had continued, however the smooth hands moved around her body to cup her breasts next. Heat radiated from the palms as Zoey gave a surprised gasp, clenching her thighs shut as she was hit with an excited tremor in her lower abdomen, nipples hardening immediately. She was aware that a line had just been crossed but she'd made no effort to stop it, sitting on the rug with an attractive woman's hands on her breasts - there were worse things to happen to her she supposed. The tingling wasn't helped by the sultry whisper in her ear, cool breath tickling her skin as she battled furiously to keep control of everything. "I see." She finally gasped, her tone higher and more breathless than normal.

 

[Jezebel1669]

Pulling her hands away Sharon rose back to her full height and looked down at Zoey sternly, She was standing close enough to the girl for Zoey to see almost all the way up under her skirt and grinned to herself hoping Zoey would spot her lack of underwear.

"Now I need to know you understand what I mean by this," She said sharply, as if addressing a naughty student, which in a way she was, "So I want you to show me what you think the difference is between 'sexy' and 'sexual'."

 

[Diceanddarcy]

Gasping in a confusing mixture of relief and disappointment as the teacher's hands were taken away, Zoey wondered whether any of her friends had been forced to do something like this when they asked for extra credit. She didn't have too long to ponder the question before she found herself looking up at the red haired woman - and her bare folds. A tingling feeling in her abdomen was her inward reaction as she grasped the fact that she wasn't wearing underwear.

Nodding, she rose to her feet, her face a picture of concentration as she decided to return the gesture of a massage, figuring that Sharon would be quite stressed. Her long slender fingers worked deftly to relieve the stress in the older woman's shoulders, having to kneel on the sofa to be able to reach. "This is sexy." She murmured in the woman's ear, her voice soft and melodic before she spun the redhead around, wrapping an arm around her waist. "And this is sexual." Zoey murmured, brushing her soft lips against the teacher's as she placed one hand on the back of her head.

 

[Jezebel1669]

For a moment Sharon let the young woman kiss her, feeling her tongue lapping at her lips, but then she grabbed Zoey's shoulders and pulled her away forcefully. "Zoey!" She said, pretending to be shocked and surprised at the girl's behaviour. "That was highly inappropriate."

Stepping away from the table, pulling Zoey behind her Sharon pointed down to the middle of the room. "I think you need to be taught your place, young lady. Kneel there and present your backside to me."

Without stopping to see whether the woman would do as she said or not Sharon moved over to the cabinet at the side of the room, opening the doors with a might tug and gazing inside as she made her selection of the implements housed inside.

 

[Diceanddarcy]

Innocent chocolate eyes widened in a mixture of shock and confusion as the woman pushed her away, telling her that she was being inappropriate and acting as shocked as Zoey felt. "But you did it first?" She replied in a tone heavy with confusion as she watched Sharon, utterly puzzled with the redhead's behaviour. First the woman had touched her breasts, she had then asked her to repeat it on her which Zoey had done, and now she was being yelled at? It wasn't right.

Wondering what the hell she meant by that, Zoey made her way to the rug - a natural reaction to being told what to do, she had always been a submissive - and sat down, her skirt barely covering her tanned cheeks. She was confused by the whole thing and chose to look down, not sure why her English teacher wanted her to do this.

 

[Jezebel1669]

"I touched you body Zoey, something natural and innocent, but you... you kissed your teacher. Such an act is something intimate and well beyond a simple caress." As she spoke Sharon pulled a long, smooth cane out from the cupboard swishing it through the air in front of herself a few times as if to test its weight before nodding her head and stepping towards the wayward young girl.

As she approached she stared at Zoey with displeasure. "Well? I'm waiting." She said with a stern and angry tone, bring the cane up under Zoey's chin hard enough to force the girl's head back. "Didn't I tell you to present your backside to me?"

Without waiting for a response Miss McIves reached down and grabbed the back of Zoey's neck, pushing her forwards until the girl fell down, her face pressing into the surprisingly welcoming soft carpet. Placing one stockinged foot onto the girl's neck to hold her in place Sharon flipped back her skirt and quickly pulled Zoey's panties down until they dropped down to her knees.

"Now I want you to count to ten," She told Zoey firmly before bringing the cane down hard across her bare buttocks.

 

[Diceanddarcy]

Tears streamed down her face but not a sound escaped as her mouth had been well and truly pressed against the carpet, preventing her from making any form of vocal reaction to the woman's action. A red mark formed angrily on her otherwise blemish free skin, her whole body trembling as she tried to calm down, heart racing off as she wondered what she'd done to deserve this.

Wriggling her head free, Zoey cast a glance up at the woman - a woman who was supposed to look after her, a temporary guardian while she was at school - an expression of pain and shock etching across her face as she gave a soft squeal of pain. "How can you do this?" She asked breathlessly, her body quivering with shock as she spoke.

 

[Jezebel1669]

Gently Sharon reached down and slid her and between Zoey's legs cupping her crotch for a moment as she stroked it tenderly. "You have to understand, I don't want to be doing this to you, but you have to be taught proper manners."

Pulling back Ms McIves held the cane up ready for another strike, "Now, are you going to count or am I going to have to start again?"