I rolled over and yawned as I looked at my digital clock next to my bed. It was eleven thirty already so I managed to pull myself from my bed. As I walked to the shower I couldn't help but to replay last nights events in my head. As I walked towards the bathroom my cock sprang to full attention as I thought about how I just fucked my teacher again. I quickly showered and returned to my room. I dressed and flipped on my computer.
I sat there staring at the screen while the system booted up. I went online and checked my e mail before logging into this one particular web site I found yesterday. I couldn't believe the pictures I saw. Just the mere thought of Mrs. Graph in a similar setting caused my cock to twitch and quiver. I couldn't believe how many different ways you could tie up a woman and make her submit to you. Even images of Brad's mom being forced to submit like this began to creep into my mind.
I saw an icon for clubs so I clicked on it. Another set of icons appeared for each state so I clicked on my state. There was a real short list of clubs and I almost passed out when I saw that there was one right here in the same city as mine. Actually, it was only a few blocks from my house. Instantly I clicked on it and all that popped up was an address. I quickly wrote down the address and decided I would check it out today.
As I sat there I reached over and picked up my teachers business card. I read it and began to smile as I now had a new way to control her. I still hadn't forgot about her calling the cops so I decided to e mail her. I brought up a web site and created an e mail account. I filled all the required screens with bogus information so it couldn't be traced to me. I brought up my new e mail screen and began to write her a letter.
"Dear Mrs. Graph. By now I am probably sure that you realize that you don't have your wedding ring. Don't worry, I have it. If your husband asks you where it is at you will tell him you took it to the jewelry shop for repairs and cleaning. You will get it back...eventually! So how did you like it last night Mrs. Graph? How did you like your honeymoon that you always dreamed of? Are you finding yourself missing me and thinking of me? I bet you are. I bet you even wish I was there fucking you right now don't you Mrs. Graph? You will respond to this e mail as soon as you read it or I will blow the whistle. Your 'Master'."
I clicked on the send button and sent the letter to my teacher. I went off line and decided to go ride my bike past the address of this club. As I rode towards the address that was written on the tiny piece of paper all sorts of thoughts began racing through my head. Thoughts of my teacher being tied up and possibly even Brad's mother. What kinds of stuff went on at this club? What kind of people hung out at this club? While I was pondering these questions I realized that the address of the club was right before me.
I hopped off of my bike and leaned it against the telephone pole. I scanned the outside of the building as it was part of a strip of stores. The old sandstone facade had large windows decorated with a patriotic display. Something had to be wrong because this address was a twenty four hour restaurant. The smell of bacon was evident as I walked up and down the small strip looking to see if the club was in a different part of the strip. The longer I stayed the hungrier I became. Nothing seemed to be out of the ordinary as there were people of all ages walking around. I walked back to the restaurant and peered in through the window. There were several people eating and the employees were in uniform. I turned around and walked back to my bike. I couldn't figure out why the web site said there was a club at this address if there really wasn't. I knew that it wasn't there previously as this restaurant was in that same building since before I was born.
I pedaled back home and went back to my computer. I checked my e mail and there was no reply yet from my teacher. I went back to the web site that I was at earlier and reviewed the list of clubs again. As I looked at the list it still said the same address. I looked at the piece of paper I had previously written the address on and they matched up. I logged off and decided to go down and wait for my parents to get home.
I turned on the television and began watching Springer. In no time my mom and dad were home from work. Mom quickly changed out of her office attire before preparing dinner for us. "How was your day today mom" I asked? "Oh all right I guess" she replied as she continued to prepare our dinner. "How was your day" she asked back? "I slept in a little too late" I replied. I took out three plates and set the table while my mom put the finishing touches on the pepper steak she was preparing. I set the silverware before walking to the refrigerator to get two beers and a coke. I opened all three cans before sitting down to eat.
Dinner was great and in no time I was itching to get back to my computer. I was excused from cleaning up the mess because I helped set the table. I went back to my computer and logged on to check my e mail. Still no response from Mrs. Graph. I logged off and decided to go over to Brad's house. "I'm going over to Brad's for a while" I said as I walked past my parents in the kitchen. "Don't be out too late" my dad said as I walked out the side door.
I rode over to Brad's as the sun was nearly set. As I rode towards his house I noticed that his mother's car was gone. My heart started to pound as I thought there might be a chance that she was over her lover's house. I quickly pedaled down the next street and raced over to where I thought she might be. It seemed like an eternity before I got there. I became disappointed as I realized that her car was not there. As I turned around to head back to Brad's I saw a set of headlights coming towards me. As I coasted down the street I realized that it was Brad's mom. She didn't even acknowledge me as she flew past. I turned down the next street to act like I was gone. I stopped and looked with excitement as I saw her car pull into her lover's driveway.