Teacher's slave. (Closed for Niceandbrutal and RPkitten)

[Niceandbrutal]

Mr. Jenkins was a teacher at a posh british school (Rimming-on-the-wold) where he taught history for secondary school.

This fine spring day, he sat in his office, waiting for one of his pupils that yet again had caused a disturbance in his class. He was getting angrier and angrier with this particular student. She was a stuck up brat that needed to learn her place, he decided.

Mr Jenkins, despite being an academic was in great shape. 6' tall and a lean and muscular frame, courtesy of his playing tennis, jogging and indulging in physically straining sexual activities. 40 years old and almost always dressed in tweed, he came across as something of a stodgy harmless man. Looks can be deceiving.

There was a knock on the door.

 

[Rpkitten]

"Heya, Mister Jenkins," Staci said casually when she stepped into the office. If she was supposed to be nervous or concerned that she was in some kind of trouble, it never showed on her face. Cool and confident as ever -- people knew better than to mess with her, teachers included. Daddy ran this town, everyone knew it. Which pretty much meant she got to do whatever she liked.

"You want something?" she asked from the opposite end of his desk. She was a smallish girl, barely 5'3" and all of a hundred pounds with a figure that was perhaps just a little too slender to attract the attention of curve-crazy boys in her class, but she more than made up for it with a more relaxed attitude towards sex. And money... being filthy fucking rich helped too.

She wore a white blouse and tie checkered green (the school color) and a matching skirt that just barely kissed the top of her slender thighs -- shorter than school policy but no one ever called her on it. Her long, silky blonde hair was clipped back to keep away from her sapphire eyes and confident smile.

 

[Niceandbrutal]

Mr Jenkins gave an inward smile at her confidence. "We'll just see what it'll take to break her", he thought. Staci was by far the worst of the brats he taught, what with her father being a Force to be Reckoned With in this town.

Angry though he was at her, he couldn't help but admire her slight and slender frame. There was a knowing sex appeal about her, which she'd used on the more impressionable male teachers to get out of trouble.

"Hello Staci. Have a seat, please."

Mr Jenkins made a point of placing a pupils chair a little distance from his desk, all the better to gauge their body language. (And sometimes to sneak peeks up the girls skirts).

 

[Rpkitten]

Staci sighed and rolled her eyes. Take a seat? God... this is going to take awhile... Annoyed as she was, she at least wanted to hear what he thought was so important as to interrupt her afternoon and decided to play along.

She slipped into the seat and crossed her legs, one thigh pushing the hem of her tiny skirt higher as it caressed atop the other. Neither tanline nor panties could be glimpsed as it pushed higher.

"Okay, I'm here. I'm sitting. What do you need, Mister J?"

 

[Niceandbrutal]

Getting a good glimpse of her legs and crotch as she sat down, Mr Jenkins felt the first stirrings of a hardon.

Without replying, Mr Jenkins got up, headed for the door and locked it before pocketing the key. On the way back to his desk he made sure the window was firmly shut. His office was in a secluded wing of the school, so no-one would hear what went on in here.

He sat down and said to Staci "We have a problem in class, and you're the cause of it. What do you have to say for yourself, you little slut?"

 

[Rpkitten]

Staci's jaw fell a little loose at his sudden and harsh words, but only a giggle escaped her lips. "Uh, guilty as charged?" she laughed and lazily twirled an index finger through a lock of her hair.

Her lips curled into a playful smile and she uncrossed and re-crossed her legs, careful to push her skirt even higher for him to admire. "I am little, and I am a slut," she said proudly. "But no one's ever said either of those are problems. I have it on good authority... you can ask Principal Decker," she grinned. Of course just two days before she had been bent across the principal's desk being outright praised for being a 'little slut'!

 

[Niceandbrutal]

"Principal Decker is of no concern here. Your rich and powerful father is of no concern here. What matters is your attitude problem, and what I'm going to do about it. Stand up, slut."

Mr Jenkins had come prepared. He had handcuffs and a blindfold in his pockets and footirons in his desk drawers. He also had one of his old tennis rackets and a whip nearby, should the need arise. He highly doubted it would.

 

[Rpkitten]

His firm voice and commanding tone sent a little thrill down her spine -- truthfully, she enjoyed being called a slut, so if that was meant to insult her, Mister Jenkins had really missed the mark.

"Sit down, stand up... make up your mind already," Staci mumbles but gets up from her chair. Hands on hips, she struck a confident pose. "What next? Do a little twirl for you? You teachers are all the same... all wishing you could get a piece of the girls who ignored you when you were students."

 

[Niceandbrutal]

"Right now I want you to stand up, Staci and shut the fuck up! Hands behind your back!"

Mr Jenkins rose and approached Staci. "Oh yes, it was going to be a pleasure breaking and using this one" he thought.

 

[Rpkitten]

"Fuck you..."

Staci rolled her eyes and turned for the door, a slight hint of concern marring her brow when she finds it locked tight after two hard tugs. She strikes her palm hard against it.

"Hey -- someone open this door!"

 

[Niceandbrutal]

Mr Jenkins couldn't help but be amused at her panicking so quickly. He went over to her and grabbed the wrist of one arm and twisted it around.

"Now now" he hissed, "none of that, love. And don't waste all your energy on all that hammering and shouting. You're going to need it before I'm through with you, you little twat."

With that, he put his other hand over her mouth, clamping it tightly shut.

 

[Rpkitten]

Mister Jenkin's hand muffled a scream as Staci's shoulders made contact with the door. Her blue eyes flashed wide, her right palm pressed against her teacher's firm chest in protest but found him unyielding. A tug to her left arm, still trapped behind her back, proved her helpless before him.

After another moment her struggles for freedom ceased.

 

[Niceandbrutal]

"Give me your other hand, Staci. Round the back, if you please."
Mr Jenkins had the handcuffs out now, cuffing the hand he had trapped.

 

[Rpkitten]

"Handcuffs??"

A muffled My daddy is going to kill you for this! quivered wet against the palm pressed against her mouth. Although being cuffed was not the wisest decision in the world, Staci was feeling more than a little desperate for air and surrendered to Mister Jenkins, pulling her hand back from his chest and slipping it behind her back.

 

[Niceandbrutal]

"There's a good girl. What do you think is going to happen now, Staci? I'm open to suggestions" Mr Jenkins said as he cuffed her hands together.

Mr jenkins knew full well that simply fucking this little bitch wouldn't accomplish anything. He knew that more than half of the male staff had ploughed her pussy. No. This one had to be broken.

"Now then Staci, approach the desk, please."

 

[Rpkitten]

Staci stepped towards the desk.

"What I think is going to happen is you'r going to take these things off me, unlock the door, and apologize." Her tone was far softer than when she had arrived -- obviously not confident that things were going to go her way.

She gave the cuffs another futile tug with her wrists. "What's the big deal, Mister Jenkins? I never did nothing to you... if you want me to keep it down in class, then cool. I'll mellow out... didn't know it was a problem."

 

[Niceandbrutal]

"Well, you thought wrong Staci. You know full well I consider you our most troublesome student, only getting off lightly because of your father. You dress and behave like a tramp, which is another way you get out of trouble. It's going to end, Staci. I'm going to break you. I'm going to enjoy doing it and you're going to enjoy being broken."

As he talked he moved closer to Staci, grabbed her by the neck and forced her to bend over the desk.

 

[Rpkitten]

Staci gasped when Mister Jenkins grabs her by the throat and tosses her atop the desk. She felt the hem of her skirt toss up against the small of her back where her bound wrists struggled futilely and felt a cool breeze caress against her raised, and completely bare, ass cheeks, leaving her completely open and vulnerable before him.

It wasn't an unfamiliar position for her, but Jenkins was being considerably more aggressive in getting her there.

She turned her head, one cheek against the desk as she tried took look back and spy what he was up to. "You don't have to do this... I won't tell my dad. Promise!"

 

[Niceandbrutal]

"No panties, Stacie? Another infraction to punish, I'm afraid!"
His hand was now on her buttocks, stroking them gently.
He circled nearer and nearer her crotch, watching her reaction.

 

[Rpkitten]

Staci didn't say anything... wasn't sure what she could say. Hell, she wasn't even completely sure she wanted out of this! Mister Jenkins was handsome man, broad and powerfully built. Frankly, if he wanted to fuck her all he needed to do was ask. Surely he knew that... all the other teachers did!

She felt his strong hands grab her bottom, squeezing and kneading the supple flesh -- opening the valley of her ass just wide enough to spot the glimmer of forming dew and admire the results of her Brazilian wax treatment; everything fresh and smooth.

 

[Niceandbrutal]

"You think I'm just going to fuck you, Staci? I'm not sure myself, what do you think?" Mr Jenkins said, now gently teasing and stroking her moistening smooth pussylips. "Answer me Staci. Do you think I'm going to fuck you?"

 

[Rpkitten]

"Yes," Staci answered as her knees dug against the wood of his desk and her sex coated Mister Jenkin's teasing finger in its slick lust. She wasn't sure if that sounded too pleading, but it was an honest answer.

 

[Niceandbrutal]

"Well, as a matter of fact I'm not entirely sure you deserve to be fucked, you little SLUT!"

With that, Mr jenkins withdrew his hands and slapped Staci's right asscheek.

 

[Rpkitten]

Staci yelped and raised her right knee up to the desk, her left leg extending straight so that her ass angled up and spread open towards her teacher. "What... whatever you want, Mister Jenkins," she stammered.

"But... if you don't want to fuck me... what do you want? A blow job?"

 

[Niceandbrutal]

Mr Jenkins laughed out loud at that. A blowjob!? She still thought she could sex her way out of this as usual. Another slap, left buttock. "Although that is tempting, little Staci, I hardly think you giving a blowjob is going to break you." Another slap, dead center on her ass.