*All characters featured are over the age of 18*
" - And so now you can use the molar mass to determine the number of moles." Mr. Ramirez said as he was going on about random chemistry stuff. In all honesty I wasn't even listening to a word he said. I just zoned out staring at his body. The way his muscles flexed when he wrote things on the board, and how his shirt slightly lifted up as he wrote things on the board, God, I could just get off on that alone.
I was pretty deep in thought when I suddenly heard my name.
"Lizzy, what do you think?" Mr. Ramirez asked as I finally realized that he was talking to me.
" -I-uh...what?" I stammered.
"I asked if you agreed with Savannah's answer of 192.98."
Taking a moment to process the situation, I glanced over at Savannah. She had that smug look on her face when she knew she'd got the right answer. She's such a pick-me girl. But I know that deep inside I craved the attention she got from Mr. Ramirez.
Being as flustered as I was, I stammered:
"Y-yeah she's right..."
Whilst attempting to cover as much of my face as possible. Knowing that I definitely had, as my friend called it "Tomato Face"
"Good." He replied, as he smiled at me and went back to doing problems on the board.
God, that small praise he gave was enough to make me have an orgasm right there. But since I obviously couldn't cum right there in class, so instead I decided to write a note to my friend Janell-who was sitting only a few seats away from me.
I was feeling really naughty today so I wrote out all the things I wanted him to do to me in graphic detail. The note ended up REALLY kinky and I didn't want anyone else but Janell to read it so I folded it up and put a little winky face on the front. I checked to make sure Mr. Ramirez wasn't paying attention and reached across the table to hand her the note. And yet somehow with my luck that happened to be the exact moment he turned around. I tried to hide the note but he caught notice of it pretty quickly.
I hoped he would just ignore it but then I saw him starting to get up out of his chair. He walked over to me and in an obviously fake happy tone he said loud enough for the entire class to hear:
"OH! A note just for me?!" He exclaimed.
And with a stern look on his face he snatched the note from my hand. He then unfolded it and silently started to read it while I heard the rest of the class quietly giggling at me. Yes, I was incredibly embarrassed at the situation but a part of me felt kinda turned on by the way he took control. Not to mention he was reading my very dirty thoughts about him which I found both humiliating and exciting.
"Huh." Is all he said as he folded the note back up and shoved it into his back pocket. With a completely neutral tone he simply said:
"Come see me after class. Lizzy." He said in a stone cold tone.
I started to feel a bit bad about putting him in this position but from the way he was acting I really couldn't get a read on what he was thinking at all. I didn't answer him as I started to open my laptop to work on today's assignment while he went back to his desk typing away at his computer.
For the rest of class I just sat there trying not to make eye contact while also trying to see the look on his face to maybe get a read on what he was thinking. But to no avail because he just sat normally the rest of class acting as if nothing ever happened.
After what felt like forever class finally ended and the rest of his class slowly piled into the hallway for lunch. After about a minute everyone had left and Mr. Ramirez was just standing silently by the open door. Waiting for me. I quickly gathered my stuff and walked over to him ready to apologize as best I could and hopefully just get this over with. Before I even reached him, he slammed the classroom door, locked it, and walked over to his desk.
"Come over here Lizzy." He demanded.
I did as I was told and saw his computer open to an email addressed to my parents. I just froze at the realization that he might tell them what happened.
"You see this email? I have it all ready to let your parents know what you've been up to in class. For such a shy girl you sure have some inappropriate ideas."
I noticed that he said that last sentence with a slight smirk.
He looked at me as if he was waiting for a response. However, I just stood there frozen panicking at the idea that my parents would know what I was truly thinking about during class.
Not saying anything I just stood there holding back tears, uncomfortable and confused at the entire situation.
"However..." He continued. "There are...other arrangements we can make if you really don't want your parents knowing about this."
"Y-yes please I'll do anything! J-j-just please don't send that email!" I said as the tears I was holding back started to pour.
Then, he suddenly stepped closer and pulled my chin up to look him in the eyes. I started to really get a whiff of his cologne. I wasn't sure if the brand but he smelled kinda like pine. It was such a relaxing yet erotic scent.
"You've been very naughty today. And even good girls like you need to be punished when they're being naughty."
I could do nothing but stammer, shocked by this sudden change in demeanor everything about him became more...dominant. Before I could even get a word in he cut me off and said:
"Uh Uh. For the next hour you're mine. You'll obey my every demand and only answer to me with "Yes Sir." Understood?"
I started to nod my head when he gave me a stern look, and I changed my answer to:
"Yes sir."
"Good girl." he replied and once again gave a slight smirk as he started to pull away slightly.
He stared directly into my eyes as he started to unbutton the button down shirt he had been wearing. Maintaining direct eye contact while he did it. He sure knew how exactly to drive me crazy. When he got his shirt off he made sure to leave the tie tied tight around his neck.
"Get on your knees."
He demanded in such a controlling tone.
As I did what he said I heard the sound of his belt buckle jingling. That sound became music to my ears as he pulled down his pants just far enough to to expose his fully erect cock. He ended up being way bigger than expected, his thick cock being almost to 7 inches rather than the 3-4 I was expecting.
I was caught off guard when he violently grabbed my hair and forced my mouth as far as it could go onto his throbbing member. Embarrassingly I started aggressively coughing because of how bad my gag reflex is. His look of dominance quickly changed to concern as he saw I was actually struggling to breath for a moment.
"Good God, are you alright?" He asked, seeming actually concerned for me.
"Yeah, I've just never done that before and I have a really bad gag reflex." I shyly replied, slightly embarrassed at my lack of experience.
"Damn, you're more innocent than I thought...Looks like we'll have to start out slow." He told me in an assertive, yet caring tone.