(This story is set 14 years in the future.) Plot: Sam's students take turns, to tease him and play with him. Will the cruel girls let him cum?
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WARNING: This story contains scenes of violence, sex and domination.
If the arguments offend you, please leave.
If you are not 18+, please leave.
The arguments are PURE FICTION, and the people in the stories are NOT real.
LANGUAGE NOTE: English is not my native language, so there may be some errors.
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"Show some gratitude! Don't you see how much they love you.... your students?" Hellen said ironically. It was her last sweet words before I saw her leave, and the door slam, her feminine scent still enveloping the air.
I felt like the frog, ready to be dissected. Helpless, I cannot decide my fate. I was completely submitted.
*
Hours have passed, I don't know how many. I stood there, completely immobilized, with the tape covering my mouth. I couldn't help but look how perfect the ceiling was.
After a few hours, or maybe 10 minutes, I don't know, I heard someone enter the door, and lock it.
A female face appeared in my field of vision.
It was Julie Campbell, another beautiful girl from class 4A. Long, wavy brown hair lined her gorgeous face, with juicy lips, pointed nose, a seductive smile and two bewitching black eyes. Without playing any sports, her body was slim and trained, with a pair of long legs and a firm, tall ass.
"Ooh, Mister Watson!" Julie sighed. "So it's true! I thought Hellen was kidding! She said: 'go to Mister Watson's studio, he's tied up there, and play with him for a while!' Hahahah! Isn't that funny?"
Julie reached out and stroked my forehead softly.
"It must be humiliating, right? Being a grown man, a professor, and not having the strength to resist your students?"
Julie looked so sensual, young and feminine. Her humiliating words hit me, and my member immediately twitched under her voice.
Before I could react, Julie jumped onto my immobilized body, and sat on my lap. Feeling my bulge with her little ass covered in skinny jeans, Julie started rolling her butt, and moving.
"No, mmmmmm!" I pleaded, my protests drowned out by the tape, my body overwhelmed by the stimuli of her movements.
I moaned in pleasure as Julie started rubbing her hard ass along my cock, through my work pants.
My member, was now fully erect, while her ass was teasing my penis, rubbing it, while I was held in place by the laces around my chest and legs, my mouth plugged.
"Wow, there is something....growing insistently against... my ass..." Julie cooed, feigning surprise.
"...do you know what it could be, Mister Watson?" she giggled, sliding off my body, undoing my pants and exposing my hard cock, which pointed up like a compass.
Julie grabbed my chair and sat down beside the table.
"Mmmm!" Julie licked her lips, taking my manhood in her hand, and starting to massage it. As her sweet left hand stroked my erect shaft, she purred with her vibrant, sensual voice.
"We must relieve all this stress, right?"
She stroked my hair with her right hand, enslaving my body with her caresses. The humiliating situation, mixed with the excitement, was creating a perverse sensation in my brain, amplified by her soft voice penetrating my weak mind.
"It must be really stressful to be a teacher in a class full of....whores like class 4A. Isn't it?"
I closed my eyes and let out a groan of pleasure as Julie's hand moved expertly. She was incredibly talented.
I felt the orgasm growing in my balls, enslaved by the expert hands of this wonderful girl, and my crotch began to involuntarily push against the movement of her hand.
Just as I felt the semen about to explode from my penis, Julie removed her sweet hand away, cruelly.
"Mhhhhh! Pleaseee!!" I moaned as loud as I could, but Julie smiled, and she giggled sadistically. My cock was begging her for the release.
"Shhhhh. Another time, maybe. You have to be a good guy, to deserve to cum..." Julie whispered, as she put my cock back in my underwear, and stood up.
"Cya in class...little Mister Watson..." Julie whispered, before leaving. I sighed loudly. I had become a fucking attraction for my students.
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After about 15 minutes, another time I heard the door open, and this time Penny Cooper appeared in front of me.
The blonde girl was a completely crazy lass, freaked out and insane, but with a tortuous young body trained by constant swimming, chiseled torso, broad shoulders, long, curvy legs, and a gorgeous little ass, which she often accentuated with prohibitive photos in non-existent swimsuits and panties, blue eyes, straight blonde hair, small but sexy lips.
"But....good morning, Lil Watson!" she beamed, pinching my cheeks.
"Oh, I knew it! I knew Julie wasn't lying! She told me how you wanted to cum in her hand, huh!! Bad boy. And there you are, Lil Watson! But let's get to the point! Your cock!"
Penny squatted on my bulge. I felt my manhood move once more, and gasped as Penny stroked my package, releasing my cock.
She examined it, touching it with her soft hands. My member reacted to the sensation, and it swelled rapidly.
"Mmhhh, I would like to lick it, you know? Lil Watson, do you want me to lick it? Mhh...no, I don't think I'll lick it, I have another idea!"
I moaned in regret, my cock between her lips felt like a real dream. I was surprised when Penny took off her shoes and socks, and she threw the socks in my face. I was even more surprised when she grabbed my work chair and sat down, stretched out both her legs, and placed her bare feet on my genitals.
"Urggg! Mmmm!" I groaned at the contact. Her feminine feet were soft and warm, the fingers without polish, and they felt springy.