All is revealed
'I can't believe you could do that to me, William! How could you!' Miss Grant quietly spoke, with suppressed anger.
At least she had stopped shouting. She'd pounded his chest with her screwed up fists, and burst out crying when he first told her. They were in bed together, ready for an early night. Being in bed with his teacher seemed so ordinary now, that they didn't give it a second thought.
'I'm so sorry, May. I wasn't in love with you then. It all started as a prank, and got out of hand,' he said.
He looked miserable and guilty, and so he should, she thought. Hearing him say he loved her with such sincerity, softened the anger a little. It stirred powerful feelings for him. After all, why else would she be in bed with a student, if she hadn't fallen in love with him. Or was she just hooked on having uninhibited sex.
Two weeks ago he admitted to having hypnotised her, and taken advantage of her vulnerable state. Consequently there had been doubts as to whether she could trust her own thoughts, and decision making. She fell in love with him and believed he was genuinely in love with her. In fact she couldn't help herself letting go, and become head over heels in love.
He'd hypnotised her in class, and extended his power over her, until she was his sexual plaything at home. She'd reluctantly come to terms with that, from receiving his intense love and attention.
It now turned out he hadn't told her the whole sordid story.
'I feel so angry that you could expose me to your friends. I feel hurt, and betrayed, William,' she said.
'If I could go back and stop it, I would, honest. I understand how you feel. It's terrible, but I had to tell you,' he said.
'I was prancing around in my underwear, in class. That wasn't a bit of fun, it was dangerous. My job, my career, everything could have been taken away from me,' she said.
'I know. I'm so sorry. If you want me to go. . .' he offered.
'Yes, it might be for the best. . . No! Don't leave. You mean so much to me, William. We've been through so much together. . . I, I love you, William. Hug me,' she intensely whispered.
William wrapped his arms around her for an emotionally charged cuddle. He whispered in an ear, apologising and reassuring her.
'You haven't hypnotised me to fall in love with you, have you?' she asked.
'No, I haven't, honest,' he insisted.
'I understand how it happened, but can't forgive you, not yet. Did they touch me?' she asked.
'Yes,' he quietly admitted.
'Oh. Young guys seeing their teacher indecently exposed, how could they resist. They didn't go all the way did they?' she urgently asked.
'No. Only me, and not in class,' he quickly said.
'That's something I guess. Damn! You've lowered my moral standards so much. I should be livid, and throw you out over such a despicable thing. Maybe it's because I love you so much, you can do no wrong,' she said.
She stroked his hair, and face. She leaned forward to kiss him. They shared a lingering affectionate kiss. They were happy together, laying in bed, holding each other close.
'All right, I'm calm now. Tell me what happened in class, everything,' she insisted.
'I was always there to look after you, May,' he said, feeling guilty.
'Just tell me. I want to know. . . to make sure, about my job. I want, err, need to know what they did to me. I just need to know, William,' she whispered.
She told herself it was for damage control, and to know if something had to be done to keep them quiet.
'You bent over their desks, helping them with their work. In your underwear they could see your cleavage. The guys behind you could see your bottom,' he told her, and went quiet.
'Everything, William. You said they touched me,' she insisted.
'Brian touched your breasts, and Julian stroked your thighs. Alright, he touched the crotch of your panties,' he said, when she pushed for more.
'Brian touched your breasts, he likes breasts,' William added.
'Did he kiss them?' she asked.
'Yes,' he reluctantly admitted.
'He kissed my breasts, in my classroom. That's so wicked. Tell me how, William,' she implored him.
'He massaged your breasts, and sucked on your nipples,' he explained.
He looked at her closely and realised she was hot. He knew her well enough, though it was obvious enough to see she was getting excited. If this was a way out of trouble, he would continue. While she was sexed up he could get away with telling all.
'Julian stroked your thighs, while you bent over his desk. He pressed at the crotch of your panties. When you became wet, he pushed a finger into your panties,' he said.
'Did he play with my pussy in class?' she heavily breathed.
'Yes. He ran his finger up your slit, and thumbed your clit. When you opened up to him, he fingered you,' he said.
'Oh, God! One of my students finger fucked me in class!' she panted.
'When you leant over Billy's desk he played with your breasts. He squeezed them, and pinched your nipples. Tom was behind you massaging your bottom. As you became aroused, they became bolder, rubbing you between the legs. Billy had a hand on a breast, with another between your legs. He rubbed your clit, while his friend rubbed your bottom,' he said.
'Oh yes! Two boys, playing with me, down there. In my classroom, the two of them teasing and rubbing, my sex,' she said, between deep breaths.
'Tom pushed a finger into your bottom, while Billy finger fucked you. They both had a breast to fondle, and pinched your nipples,' he whispered into an ear.
'Oh! God! William, fuck me! Fuck your bad teacher. Use your fuck toy. Fuck your dirty slut,' May begged.
He took a hand away from her sex, and the other from her breasts. He'd been demonstrating what his friends did to her. When he slid on top of her, she wrapped her legs around him, digging her heels into his cheeks. She couldn't wait for him to find her, she impatiently grabbed his cock, and pushed it into place. With both hands on his hips, and with her heels, she pulled him down, while thrusting up with her hips.
