It has been weeks of frustration.
Sometimes it felt as is every fiber of my being was tense. To say I longed for release was true in more ways than one.
I longed for release from the cock cage. I longed for sexual release. I longed for the release of being out of favor with Ms. Tawnee. I longed to be able to pursue a relationship with Mable.
I arrived outside the building that held our Classroom. I was all I could do to keep from running to get inside for class. I held my printed essay for the assignment. I prayed it would satisfy Ms. Tawnee's expectation.
I entered the room and found myself alone. I quickly changed into my uniform. I hardly noticed my cage anymore. At first it was hard to adjust to, but now it was almost like wearing glasses. Glasses that kept me from cumming.
I was 15 minutes early. I sat and reread my essay as I waited. The essay started with an apology for trying to cheat. The whole tone of the writing was conciliatory. I included a part about my coffee date with Mabel and my hopes to pursue a relationship with her. It ended with my sex with mistress Meilie. I realized Meili was an acquaintance of Ms. Tawnee, so I was pretty sure my essay was confirming much of what Ms Tawnee already knew.
It might have been because I was so horny, but when my teacher entered she looked ravishing. She wore a tight fitting knit tube dress and a small vest. The vest framed her amazing breasts.
I stood as she entered.
"Eli, you may be seated after you submit your work," she said with a smile. I walked the paper to her desk. She took her time reading it and after a few minutes she put it down and quietly waited.
About 10 agonizing minutes passed as she sat quietly looking through some papers. Then the door opened and Alexia and another handsome male student entered. I don't remember seeing him before.