'This isn't good enough. See me after class, Lexie,' said Mr Cooper, handing back Lexie's Biology test, which she had, once again, failed.
Lexie sighed. She'd never wanted to take Biology in the first place but her father had pushed her. He was convinced that one day she'd be a famous scientist who would cure cancer, or a surgeon who would save the lives of hundreds of people. That was all very well; Lexie was a bright girl, but she just wanted to dance.
Every since she could walk her mother had taken her to dance classes, done her hair before auditions, supported her from the audience at shows. Lexie had learnt every style of dance she could think of; ballet, tap, jazz, Latin, ballroom, disco, salsa, even a little break-dancing, and she adored it. She devoted all her spare time to practising in the school's dance studio and auditioning for shows; she was astounding, but lacked the confidence to believe in herself.
'Are you even listening to me Lexie?' the teacher bellowed at her. The truth was, she hadn't been. She was daydreaming as always, she knew all the biology she needed and she'd even failed the test on purpose... twice. Maybe if her parents thought she wasn't clever enough, they'd let her be a dancer instead and she could be happy doing the thing she enjoyed most in the world.
Lexie wasn't unattractive either; she had wavy, red hair that fell nicely over her perky 34 DD's. She was only about 5ft 4 but her body was wonderfully toned, yet graceful. She barely noticed, but every guy who walked past her couldn't help but stare. The most captivating thing about her was her eyes; they were emerald green and sparkled every time she smiled. They carried the longing of being far away, chasing her dreams.
The bell rang and Lexie stood up, adjusting her skirt and began to pack her things away. 'I'll see you later Lexie, good luck' said her best friend Katie. Katie had got a new boyfriend every week and couldn't understand why Lexie was still alone. Although she was by no means ugly, she envied Lexie's figure; all the guys wanted her, even though she couldn't see it.
As the classroom slowly emptied, Lexie walked over to the desk where her teaching was sitting, preparing herself for another lecture about how she 'could do better than this' and 'wasn't fulfilling her maximum potential'. But as she looked at Mr Cooper, she saw something different in his eyes. She wasn't sure what it was but it made her uneasy and she promised herself she'd get out of this as soon as possible.
Mr Cooper looked up at her, 'Lexie, this just isn't acceptable. I've spoken to you about your poor grades on numerous occasions and you don't seem to be taking me seriously. I think a more severe course of action is called for. I will do whatever it takes to get it into your head that you cannot keep failing my class. I know you're a clever girl. I know you know the answers. I even know that you're failing on purpose. Don't think I'm going to let you get away with it.'
Lexie picked up her bag. 'I'm sorry, Sir. It won't happen again. I've just remembered, I need to be somewhere.'
She walked over to the door, but he got there before her, slammed it shut and locked it. Lexie's heart began to race, she had no idea what was about to happen to her but she didn't fancy sticking around to find out.
'What are you doing, Sir? I need to leave. I'll try harder in future, I promise,' Lexie pleaded, but Mr Cooper was having none of it.
'I don't think you understand just how serious this is Lexie, but you must learn from your mistakes, so that is what I intend to do; make you remember not to do it again.'
He gently touched Lexie's face as he said this, making her feel even more uncomfortable but leaving her with no idea how to get out of it. She flinched slightly, scared he was about to hit her.
'Are you scared, Lexie? Don't worry, I'm not going to hit you. I have much better punishments for naughty students such as yourself. Especially such good looking ones.'
He pushed Lexie, so she was sitting on his desk but she quickly stumbled to her feet and ran for the door. Mr Cooper grabbed her and bound her hands behind her back with her own tie. She fought against him but his 6ft 2 frame was much bigger and stronger than hers and she knew she didn't stand a chance of getting away.
'Oh no, Lexie. You're not going anywhere. Not until you've learnt your lesson,' said Mr Cooper, sliding a hand up her short, black school skirt, ripping off her silk panties and forcing them into her mouth. 'We wouldn't want anyone hear this now, would we?'
Lexie looked at him with wide eyed innocence, the expression in those beautiful eyes pleading with him to let her go. She tried to speak, tried to beg him to stop but the makeshift gag prevented her from doing so.
Mr Cooper grabbed her by the shoulders, sinking his teeth into her neck, leaving a red mark that was already turning into a dark purple bruise. He spun her around and pushed her so she was bent over the desk, before tying her ankles to either side of it with rope that he'd produced from one of the drawers in the desk. She was well and truly stuck now.
Despite the pain she was in and the fear taking over her, Lexie could feel herself getting wet. She'd always fantasized about being taken against her will and Mr Cooper wasn't a bad looking man. He was in his late 30's but he'd taken care of his body; he worked out 3 or 4 times a week and had tattoos down his toned, muscular arms. Lexie willed herself to stop getting wet, but the fear and anticipation was too much for her to handle.
Mr Cooper ran a hand over her now dripping wet pussy, gasping with surprise. 'Look at you, you little slut. You're already wet. You're actually enjoying this, you harlot,' he said, beginning to remove his belt.
Lexie turned a deep shade of red, embarrassed that her body had betrayed her fantasy and embarrassed that she was turned on by this. It was wrong, immoral. He was right, she was just a little slut.
She moaned through the gag and she felt his thick leather belt being brought down across her ass, not hard enough to do any damage but hard enough to leave a pink stripe and a stinging sensation on her left cheek. Before she had time to recover, he brought it down again, harder this time but still with the same intent. He wanted to make her enjoy this; to make her ashamed of her filthy, hidden fantasy.
It wouldn't be rape, not really. She wanted it almost as much as he did. He unbound her hands for a moment, only to place them on the desk in front of her and tie her wrists to the legs of it. Before he continued, he removed the gag.
'You're going to be quiet now, aren't you Lexie?' Mr Cooper demanded.
'No, I won't be...' was all Lexie managed to get out before the belt landed across her ass again, this time leaving a dark red stripe, causing her to squeal. There was no pleasure this time, only pain and her fear began to grow even more.
You see, Lexie had a secret. It was something that nobody knew, not even Katie. Lexie was a virgin. She'd always been so popular with boys that everyone just assumed she wasn't but she had wanted to wait for the right guy. Her plan was about to be ruined and that was what terrified her more than anything. The pain she could cope with, but she couldn't stand the fact that her virginity was about to be taken by her Biology teacher, a man whom she had trusted and who now repaid her with hatred and violence. So why was she still enjoying this?
Mr Cooper forced two fingers into Lexie's soaking wet pussy, taking her by surprise and making her moan in a mixture of excitement, fear, pleasure and pain. He gasped as he suddenly realised her secret.
'Lexie, you're a... virgin!'
 
                             
                         
                         
                         
                         
                         
                                 
                                 
                                 
                                