Note: All characters in this story are 18+ and the names have been changed.
One day, I was sitting in class, staring at the wall as usual, when I hear, "ALEX! PAY ATTENTION!" I looked up at my sexy ass English teacher, Mr Lewis. He was 5'10'' with a perfectly sculpted body under his tight undershirt and suit jacket. I couldn't help but stare as he walked up to me. "Alex, how many times do I have to tell you to pay attention? Do you want to fail?"
"Of course not, Sir. But I dont really see why I need to know this. My perfection is in art." He looked at me with a glare before turning around and walking away. I stared at his perfect ass. I could feel my cock getting hard. I tried to cross my legs and think about something else, but I couldnt help but have my eyes stray to his ass. What I wouldnt give to see that man naked.
I had zoned out again, thinking about all the things I would want him to do to me when I suddenly heard, "ALEX CONRADT! DETENTION! TONIGHT! 3PM" I looked up, shocked to hear that. Not that it wasnt something I heard often. Detention was a usual for me. Just normally not from him. After the class I stuck around because it was my last class. I walked up to Mr. Lewis, leaned over his desk, and glared at him.
"The fuck do you think you're doing, giving me detention on a fucking friday?" I snapped. "I have plans with my fucking boyfriend and you keep me back? Who the fuck do you think you are?"
He stood up and pushed me against a wall. Now, my 6'4'' hight was in my favor but I was shocked. He had me pinned. I felt something cold against my wrists and heard a click. I knew I was fucked. He turned me around and held me tightly against the wall by my neck. All I could do was stare and try to breathe normally.
"You do NOT talk to me like that, get it boy? From now on you call me Sir, or in this case, Master. Got it bitch?"
I nodded, scared out of my fucking mind of what he was going to do to me. I couldnt move my arms, apart from the fact that he had about 50 pounds of muscle on me. I trembled and swallowed hard. "Yes, Master."
He dragged me over to a desk and locked my legs to it with two more sets of cuffs. I thought about screaming but I had a feeling he would do whatever it took to get me to obey. I was right. I squirmed alittle from the cuffs and he smacked my ass so hard my eyes watered. I had to clench my jaw to keep from screaming. "Dont move, dont make a single noise unless I tell you you can. Do not cum unless I tell you you can. Got it?"
I nodded and whimpered "Yes Master. Whatever you say master." I couldnt stop myself from getting hard. I loved the way that sounded on my lips. The desperate sound of need on my lips. He knew I wanted him. He probably always knew.
He uncuffed my hands and tied each one to the other edge of the desk so I was bent over it. I felt him pull down my pants and boxers. I felt so revieled. My cock and hole completely unprotected from whatever he wanted to do to me.
I felt a solid smack on my ass, which sent me in to a fit of squeals from pain and pleasure. He did it a few more times before rubbing my sore cheeks softly, caressing them. It sent pings of pleasure up my spine, especially when he would run his fingers lightly over the seam.
I felt something cold and slippery on my hole along with two fingers rubbing me gently. I couldnt help but moan, which earned me a solid smack on my ass. I felt the two fingers slide into me and slowly rub my prostate. My knees got a bit shakey and he seemed to notice. He wrapped one arm around my waist to hold me up. He slid out the fingers and moved away a bit.
I heard the movement of fabric and his belt hit the floor so I knew he was getting undressed. After a moment I felt something large and warm pressing against my hole. I leaned into the desk, trying to get away from his large cock. In return, he shoved his cock up my ass hard, causing me to scream out in pain.
