Alex didn't acknowledge Mr. Morgan for two weeks after their encounter in the parking lot. She could barely stand to look at him let alone talk or look at him! There were four weeks left in the grading period. Alex's only chance to save her GPA now was to study and see if she could recover in time. She was damn sure that there would be no bribing that arrogant bastard. When Alex thought about the parking lot and what Mr. Morgan had done and how he humiliated her, she could barely stand it.
What really pissed Alex off was that those thoughts... those humiliating memories... made her excruciatingly hot. And no matter how many times she touched herself, she couldn't duplicate the way he made her feel. She longed for it... for the feel of his fingers as they slid so expertly into her waiting and eager young body. She yearned to feel the strength he used to pin her to the car while he violated her so thoroughly.
She absolutely hated him but she wanted Mr. Morgan more than anything else in her young life.
~*~
Jack felt only mildly guilty at his treatment of Alexandra when last they'd met. She had again been so sure of herself. Positive that she could lure him in with her short skirt and her criminally provocative body. He had let her pout and be angry for the last two weeks but it was time to put a stop to it; he'd had enough. She was over the top in her avoidance of him and while it was amusing, it had become trite.
Just before the bell rang that signaled the end of third block, Jack called out the homework. "Chapter 4 review on page 35 due tomorrow. Don't forget the test on Friday. Jason, pick up the papers under your desk. Alexandra, see me after class." The bell rang and class erupted into a dull roar as his students filed out into the hallway. He caught the hostile glance that radiated from Alexandra's green eyes and he grinned in anticipation of the confrontation that was to ensue.
Alex stood there and stared at him... she clinched her fist tightly around the handles of her Coach bag. Unbelievable!! What a jackass! How could he call her out and make her stay after class. She heard the irritation in his voice and she knew everyone else did. She'd seen some of the looks thrown her way as her friends filed out of class. Sophie gave her a sympathetic look, and that asshole Tyler smirked at her as he walked out, believing her to be in trouble. How embarrassing!
Jack walked into his office, ignoring Alexandra and her dirty looks. He sat down at his desk and waited for her to come to him. He knew her anger would force her in to his office to scream at him. He would let her blast him, to get rid of her anger and then he would explain things to her. He didn't have too long to wait.
Alex stormed into Mr. Morgan's office and stood in front of his desk tapping the toe of her high heeled Mary Jane shoe on the tiled floor. Not only had he made her stay after in front of her classmates, he walked away from her and into his office, expecting her to follow him like some obedient little twit. She had followed him in there didn't she? "Ugh!" she thought to herself. She was pathetic.
"What do you want?" Alex blurted out, letting her annoyance show unchecked.
Jack set the folder down that he'd been pretending to read while he waited. He leaned back in his chair before he looked up at Alexandra. Oh, she was mad; her brilliant green eyes flashed angrily. He was delighted. "Are you done acting like a child Alexandra?" he asked his voice hard and annoyed.
Alex couldn't contain it. Her inner crazy ripped through her composure, "A CHILD? You are calling me a child? You just embarrassed me in front of the whole entire senior class! You touched me and humiliated me in the parking lot! You did things to me! I... You..." Alex's chest was heaving and she was spitting her venom through her teeth. "You're a bastard and I don't care if you give me detention!" Alex took a breath and she felt tears welling in her eyes. How could he do this to her and why was she crying? It was all unfair. So unfair! She bit her lip and turned her head toward the window. Leaves blew around on the dark pavement of the parking lot.
"Let's talk about unfair Alexandra." Jack's voice sharp, harsh. "When I speak to you, you will look at me Alexandra." He waited for her to turn to him. "Look at me now young lady." Alexandra turned her eyes to meet his and he smiled at her tears, watching one roll, glistening, down her beautiful cheek. He was pretty sure she hated him. Her tears were exquisite.
"What is unfair, Alexandra, is you throwing yourself at me like a common whore expecting me to change your grade and then getting angry when I beat you at your own game. Now stop behaving like a spoiled little girl. You've offered your body to a grown man. Behaving like a spoiled brat no longer suits you unless of course you've changed your mind." He waited for a moment giving her opportunity, surprised that she didn't look away from him or indicate that she had indeed changed her mind. His little minx stood mute, her tears threatening... her eyes sparking.
"You are more than capable of earning an A in my class and you will earn that A, Alexandra. I have never, and will not start, giving away grades in my class. But based on how wet your cunt was in the parking lot the other day, I can tell that this is about more than trying to get me to give you a grade. You're a wanton little slut Alexandra and you were so deliciously hot for me. You do remember how sweet you tasted, don't you sweetheart?" His words were blunt and he didn't care. The games were over. It was time to see if Alexandra was willing to 'put up or shut up' so to speak.
"Alexandra, your notebook contained some very explicit images. Which hardcore porn sites have you been trolling?" Jack asked tersely. He remembered the images so clearly, very graphic in nature. He had been embarrassed by them at first when he recognized himself in her drawings. Jack had never really felt desire for one of his students but seeing Alexandra and himself drawn so expertly in Alexandra's notebook, she playing the submissive, he the dominant had pushed the thought unbidden into his head... and his appetite. His cock was hard, like an undisciplined teenager, now, just thinking about them. He wanted Alexandra. He would have her.
"The one you're on." She wanted to roll her eyes but she didn't want to force the tears down her cheeks again.
"You'll keep the sarcasm from your voice from now on Alexandra, do you understand me?"
"But I..." Alex hesitated. His voice was hard. This was different. Mr. Morgan was done screwing around. "Yes," she replied.
"Yes what Alexandra?"
"Yes Mr. Morgan." It was almost painful for Alex to say. She felt childish. Mr. Morgan's whole demeanor had changed towards her. There was no smile and his voice was cold. When she looked in his eyes though... they were flashing with that hunger she'd seen during their previous encounters – wolfish. But his firmness with her, his coldness... it intrigued her and she was sure he was aroused.
"Very good Alexandra. From now on you will do exactly what I say, without hesitation. You will look at me when I speak to you and you will answer me without question or smart remarks. I want you to give me the notebook right now." Jack smiled to himself as Alexandra reached into her stack of books for the pornographic portfolio.
"You will do your homework tonight Alexandra. You will study for all of your classes and you will be prepared for your Trig test on Friday. You will get an A. As I said, I believe that all of this has very little to do with whoring yourself out for a grade, Alexandra. If you're up to the challenge of discovering why you chose those particular images to draw us in, you will earn the A you are coveting; starting with your performance on Friday's test."
"It is inappropriate for a girl of your age to be looking at these sorts of images and you will cease masturbating to it. Do I make myself clear? The next fingers in your cunt will be mine."
Alex looked at him in stunned silence as she handed over the notebook. Who did he think he was anyway? She looked longingly at Mr. Morgan's fingers as they closed around the offered notebook and held onto it just a little longer before relinquishing it to him. She remembered the feel of his fingers under her skirt and she felt his fist in her hair as he held her still, pinned between him and his car. Her body quickened as she remembered how vulnerable she felt when he had her in his grasp... doing things to her, touching her. She sighed softly and met his eyes with a smoky gaze. Did Mr. Morgan just lick his chops?
"Yes Mr. Morgan," Alex muttered softly.
Jack scribbled on a pad on his desk and ripped off the top sheet. "You will not touch that perfect little cunt of yours except to shave it clean for me. I will know if you do so do not try. You will make the necessary arrangements and excuses as to why you aren't coming home after school and that you'll be home by curfew. You have three days to study for the test. Friday by the end of the day I will have your test graded. You will come directly here after fourth block. An A will earn you a choice in what happens next." Jack looked at Alexandra, his voice softening for the first time. "Here's a hall pass. Get to your fourth block class."
~*~
Alex had gone through the rest of Tuesday in a daze. Her mind was swirling with everything that had transpired between her and Mr. Morgan that afternoon. When the final bell of the day rang, Alex found herself at her locker only hesitating for a second when her fingers touched her Trig book and notebook before sliding it into her Vera Bradley laptop bag with the rest of her homework. That evening Alex spent the time after diner in her room with her books, adding the Chapter review that Mr. Morgan had assigned. As she fell asleep that night and next two after... she dreamt of the images in her notebook... letting them come to life... teasing her mercilessly.
When Alex wasn't in school or studying she was thinking about Mr. Morgan and his affect on her. She could still feel his fingers inside her, pushing her wide, filling her. She ached with the desire to feel the heat and intensity that he ignited within her when he used his blunt dirty words. Alex had found herself in several cold showers so that she could obey Mr. Morgan's demands. She was pissed a little at herself for caring about making him happy but she did it anyway.
