If she had been asked to reveal who her favorite student was, she would have chosen Kevin in an instant. Daisy always loved being a high school teacher. She would receive a reasonable salary. She would express her love of the English language by giving some fun and useful lectures. And best of all, she would meet some fantastic students from all walks of life. Kevin became the one that fascinated her the most.
The eighteen-year-old student never had the look and behavior of a slacker or a troublemaker. In fact, Kevin could have been the most innocent person on campus. He had fully embraced a clean appearance. He showed it by embracing a more feminized lifestyle. His short brown hair gave him the look of a teenage pop star. He was short and skinny, but that certainly suited his personality. He wasn't entirely sensitive, though he remained as a delicate figure from the start of the school year.
Daisy had a few good reasons why she chose him as her favorite student. They both shared a love for classic literature, ranging from Charles Dickens to Fyodor Dostoevsky. They adored rock music from Duran Duran and Evanescence. And best of all, Kevin kept receiving good grades for his essays and exams. She would enjoy reading his material, while he would enjoy obtaining his A's and B's.
On a Thursday afternoon, the final bell rang. Daisy excused her students and watched them exit the room. Kevin was one of the last to leave. With a smile, he waved goodbye to her. She smiled back. Now, students and teachers would begin to leave campus and return home with either homework or YouTube on today's checklist. A normal day in La Mirada, as well as the rest of Southern California, would end with the school being uninhabited yet again. Daisy was now alone in her classroom. The thirty-six-year-old English teacher would have left by now. But she stayed seated at her desk. She closed her eyes and began to daydream about Kevin. She didn't imagine him as her own sexual icon. She imagined him as someone else's. She began to see him as a submissive slave for another man.
These specific reveries had started some time ago. She couldn't help herself. She would daydream about her favorite student being used by other young men. In her thoughts, they would dominate Kevin and she would be there to watch the whole thing. He would be their own precious little plaything, submitting to their wicked treatments. Daisy couldn't fully understand why she would think these sorts of things. But to the best of her knowledge, it may have been because Kevin was such a gentle human being, that his feminine behavior could very well be a good thing for some people looking for a one-night stand. And Kevin would enjoy it. He would do every position imaginable for the sake of giving Daisy a good time.
Daisy opened her eyes again. She looked to see that she was still alone in her classroom. She grabbed her belongings and drove away. On her way home, however, she couldn't stop thinking of Kevin and his obedience for those who yearned for his body. She tightened her grip on the steering wheel. She wanted to see it all in real life. She wanted to take control of Kevin's life and show his vulnerability to the type of men that wanted him for themselves. She felt desperate to see him being used as someone else's personal entertainment. So she quickly formed an idea in her head. She couldn't wait for tomorrow, when she would see if Kevin was the exact embodiment of her fantasies.
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The next day was like any other school day. Students entered their classrooms and learned many things for their respective subjects. Daisy had to wait until the final period to see Kevin again. And when she did, she looked to see that her favorite student didn't change in terms of appearance. Today, he wore a pair of black skinny jeans and a dark blue sleeveless t-shirt. His choice of clothing pleased Daisy even more. She continued on with her lectures. And when the final bell rang, she excused her students. But she told Kevin that she needed to talk to him alone. The two of them waited until the other twelfth-graders left the room.
Kevin stayed seated at his desk. "Is there something wrong?"
Daisy smiled. "Oh, no. Nothing's wrong. I just want to spend some time with you."
She closed the door and locked it. She made sure that all of the windows had been covered by the blinds.
Kevin remarked, "Are you about to tell me a secret?"
Daisy chuckled. "Actually, yes. But first, I need to know something."
"What is it?"
"Come here."
Kevin stood up and stepped closer to her desk. Daisy sat down at her own desk. She eyed him from top to bottom. He looked so beautiful.
She asked, "What will you be doing today?"
Kevin shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know. I guess I'll just stay home and relax."
"Don't you want to have some fun? Or better yet, don't you want to have some fun with me?"
Kevin chuckled. "It sounds good. But what kind of fun are you talking about?"
"I want to show you something."
Daisy unzipped her handbag and pulled out a particular item that made Kevin raise his eyebrows.
She held the red plastic dildo in her hand. "I bought this yesterday because I want to see how well you can handle it."
"You mean...you want me to use that thing?"
Daisy smiled. "That's right. I want you to put it in your mouth. I want you to have fun with it."
Kevin slowly licked his lips. "You really want me to use it?"
"Yes...do it for me. Show your favorite teacher how it's done."
Kevin seized the red dildo and held it with both hands. "It's so big...and it's making me feel like a lady."
Daisy stepped forward and whispered in his ear. "Then, act like a lady. Put it in your mouth."
Kevin didn't show any pause. He opened his mouth and pushed the tip of the dildo right in.
Daisy was almost speechless. "...Oh."
Kevin began a rhythmic pattern. He moved the dildo further in and further out as a continuous gesture. He closed his eyes and moaned like a man experiencing pure ecstasy. He kept his movements slow and steady, all the while acting like a playful young woman enjoying a genuine dick in her mouth.
Daisy just stood there and watched. At first, she felt surprised at how easy it was for him to do such a thing. But then, she was thrilled at the sight of him stuffing the red dildo into his mouth. Seeing him obeying her command made her want to jump for joy. She smiled as her student provided the first few minutes of entertainment. His attempt to show her his apparent yearning for cock gave her an easy answer.
She whispered, "Oh, yes. You like that, don't you?"
Kevin continued to consume the red dildo with glee. He licked it, caressed it with his fingers, and pushed it deep into his throat. He did everything to please her. Daisy held her breath for a moment. She began to shiver with excitement. Now she knew how it felt to see it happen in real life. She wanted to see Kevin take part in a spectacle that only she could be in charge of.