Taught By My Student Pt 09

When I got to school on Thursday, I was so nervous about what will come. Darryl told me he would pick me up after school. Not only did I have no idea what he would do to me, I also had to tell him I fucked Roger and show him the video.

When the last period ended, Billy and Reggie stopped by my table.

''Good luck, Jen,'' Billy said.

Then they left.

It was 4:50 when I got out of school. Darryl was already waiting for me.

Sitting on the hood of his car.

I walked to him. ''You can't just wait here for me. Somebody might see us.''

He grabbed my necklace at the neck and pulled it up. My nipples were burning.

''You will not question me. Is it understood?''

Put to my place, I nodded. ''Yes, Master. I'm sorry, Master.''

''Good. Get in the car.''

When we got out of the parking lot, he looked at me.

''I think you're a bit overdressed, Jennifer.

I hesitated and then started to get undressed. It wasn't that hard. The only thing I was wearing was my dress.

He looked me up.

''I can finally see you in light. I have to admit, you are a hot slut.''

I smiled mildly.

His hand slid up my thigh to my pussy.

His finger movement was a sign of experience.

He stopped for a bit to pull my chain.

''It fits you well.''

''Thank you, Master.''

I held a moan when he pulled it.

Then he went back to my pussy.

He kept fingering me until I was close to cumming.

Then he stopped.

''No, no. Not yet. You cum when I tell you to.''

I bit my lip as he continued fingering me.

He edged me the rest of the way.

When we stopped, he licked his fingers covered in my pussy juice.

He got out and opened my door.

''C'mon.''

I reached for my dress.

''No. Like this.''

My face turned red.

''But...''

''Did I stutter? Come on!''

I obediently yet hesitantly got out of the car.

Darryl started walking towards the other side of the street. He looked around to see if I'm coming.

I was stepping slowly. Looking around, if there was someone. The street was empty, but I still felt watched as I was walking naked.

I was finally on the other side of the street.

Darryl opened the door and hinted with his hand so I could walk inside.

I looked around again and froze when I saw a man walking our way. He stopped when he saw me and stared at me.

My face was bright red.

''Get in,'' Darryl said calmly. He sounded amused.

I walked inside, ashamed.

When we were inside, Darryl turned the lights on. It was just a mild light.

''Kneel!'' Darryl ordered when he closed the door.

I knelt in the middle of the room.

''You certainly liked that, didn't you?''

I shook my head. ''No.''

He came to me and dug his fingers in my pussy.

''Well, why are you so wet, then?''

He started fingering me. I was holding my moans in.

''Oh god. Please, let me cum.''

He continued.

''Please, Master. I can't hold it anymore.''

He stopped.

''Not yet. Stand up.''

I was standing in the middle of the room nervously.

He stood behind me and put my arms behind my back. I felt a rope around my arms.

He tied it tight.

He bent me over a table and tied the other end of the rope to the ceiling. My chest was just above the table. My nipples barely touching it.

He tied my legs to the legs of the table.

I felt something pressing against my asshole.

When it slid in, it started vibrating.

I moaned mildly.

When he started pressing against my pussy, I couldn't hold it in anymore, and I screamed out.

He was teasing me. Sliding over the surface, refusing to enter me.

The vibration suddenly changed.

I felt my pussy stretched.

He slowly entered. All the way in.

The vibration changed again, and Darryl started thrusting.

He went faster and faster with each thrust until he was fucking me fast and hard.

I couldn't get a hold of myself and was flat-out screaming now.

Darryl pulled out just before I could cum and after taking the vibrator out of my ass, rammed his cock in it.

He started pounding my ass. When he also grabbed my tits and pulled my chain, I came. I couldn't hold it anymore.

He stopped.

''Ts ts ts ts ts. That's not how a good slut behaves.''

He pulled out and walked away.

When he came back, he said. ''I'mma have to punish you, slut.''

I swallowed. ''Yes, Master. I deserve punishment.''

I saw him move. Then a whip hit my ass. I cried out.

''Count.''

He hit me again.

''One.''

Again.

''Two.''

''Another one.

''Three.''

Another slam.

''Four.''

Another hit.

''Five.''

Now on the other cheek.

''Six.''

Spank.

''Seven.''

As the eighth hit landed, I felt a tear on my face.

''Eight.'' I mustered.

''Nine.''

And another.

''Ten.''

That was it. Darryl put the whip away. He put his hand on my ass cheek. It was burning.

''Well, now you know what will happen when you disobey your Master.''

''Yes... Master... I'm... sorry, Master.''

He caressed my ass and then slid his cock back in.

In no time, he was fucking my hole fast and rough like before.

After a while, I heard his moans increase.

I felt something warm gushing in my ass.

When he finished, he pulled out but immediately pushed a buttplug in.

''We don't want any of this cum to go to waste, now. Do we?''

He walked around me.

''Speaking of not wasting a drop. Open your mouth.''

I opened it, and he slid in. I started cleaning his cock. I have to admit his cum was tasteful.

When he was clean, Darryl walked away and left me there. In that position.

I don't really know how long it's been. I assume at least half an hour.

When he came back, he untied my legs and then the rope from the ceiling.

My hands remained tied behind my back.

When I got to look at him, he was hard again.

Darryl motioned me to my knees and pushed me against the bed.

He put something in my mouth. Put a strap around my head.

It was an open-mouth gag.

When my mouth was secured open, Darryl slid in.

He grabbed my head and started fucking my throat.

Whenever I started gagging, he stopped for a moment and then continued.

I felt tears coming out of my eyes as I tried not to gag.

He started moaning, pulled out, and sprayed my face and my mouth with his cum.

He smiled at me.

Darryl untied me and walked me to the middle of the room.

He tied my wrists above my head and hung the rope to a hook on the ceiling.

He positioned me so my ass was a bit stuck out.

When he entered my pussy, he grabbed my chain that went around my back. It cut into my stomach.

Darryl started thrusting in. Pulling me on his cock using the chain.

He pulled the butt plug out and started switching holes.

All of a sudden, my phone rang. It was Roger.

''Oh, look who we have here,'' Darryl said. ''You should pick it up,'' he added.

''Please, no.'' I begged.

I heard him grin.

''Well, I guess you're not in a position to answer the call. Maybe next time.''

I swallowed.

He stopped all of a sudden.

''By the way. Did you have sex with him?''

With hesitation, I said. ''Yes.''

''And have you filmed it?''

''Yes...''

''Good. You'll show me later.''

When he said that, he continued to pound my holes.

His last thrust before cumming was in my pussy.

I screamed out as I realized he came in me.

''NO!''

''Yes.'' he moaned.

He untied the rope, and I fell to my knees.

I felt his cock pressing on my lips. I obediently cleaned him up.

I could feel how the cum was dripping out of my holes.

Darryl walked away. I heard a running water.

He came back and picked me up.

He carried me to the bath and washed me.

He left me to rest there while he watched the video.

When he came back, he helped me out. Dried me up, brought me my clothes, and drove me home.

When we arrived, it was after midnight.

''I liked the video,'' he said. ''I think you deserve a reward. Tomorrow.''

''Thank you, Master.''

''I also have an assignment for you. I want you to talk your husband into pegging.''

''What?!''

''Don't worry. I have a feeling he'll like it. You just have to be persuasive. And dominant. If you're dominant enough, well it's hard to resist all this.'' He pointed to my body.

''Thank you, Master. I can try.''

''We'll see what you can do till next week. I'll wait for you. Same place, same time.''

''Yes, Master.''

''Good. Now go.''

I watched his car leave until I entered the house.

When I walked into the house, I saw Roger.

He was already waiting for me. And he looked pissed.