Adonis sat in his office at school. He was the head of Physical Education, former Olympic gold medalist and handsomely paid to teach at this elite private school. The teams he coached won at nationals each year and he secured so many sources of funding for this academy. He was the king of this place. He was still in his prime, thirty two, still as muscled as when he won his medal. Dark curly hair, olive skin, brown eyes and a devilishly handsome face. Even if he said so himself.
With his notoriety he could have done many things, but he worked at this high school because of one very special perk. The revolving door of fresh meat. The nubile female student bodies. They practically threw themselves on him and the ones that didn't were pretty easy to convince.
There was one student in her final year that had been immune to his charms. Eighteen year old Maria Volkov. She'd been a source of desire for a long time. Blonde curls, big blue eyes, heart shaped face, killer cheekbones and big soft pouty lips he wanted to wrap around his cock. Her body was a perfect hourglass that demanded a man's attention. She looked like an angel that he wanted to tear down from heaven.
He tried flirting with her so many times and she had either ignored him or brushed him off. Who did she think she was? Today he was going to have her. He had her summoned to his office.
He heard a knock. He bid them to enter. Maria walked in, cool, composed, her curls, silken and perfect.
"I was told you wanted to see me." She said, her voice sounded so sweet.
"Yes, please take a seat."
He gestured to the chair in front of him.
She placed her bag on a small filing cabinet next to the door. Then sat down in the gestured chair.
"What did you want to talk to me about Mr Malis?"
"I was just wondering why you haven't signed up to any extracurricular sports? You do exceptionally well in class." He put on his teacher's voice.
"I have no interest and I have time commitments elsewhere. I couldn't devote myself to one of the teams even if I wanted to." She explained, it sounded like a lie.
He got up from his desk and slowly walked around.
"I feel like that is an excuse."
He locked the door.
"Are you avoiding me Maria?"
She visibly stiffened.
"No, I told you I just can't commit the time."
"You said you weren't interested. Many of your classmates were very interested. I have given many of them personal instruction in this office. They've found it very...pleasurable." He purred the last word.
She hadn't missed the subtext.
"I'm not really into sports and I am not interested in your...personal instruction."
"I think you'd find it eye opening. A body like yours would be well suited for it. I could help you stretch deep and hard. Such intense exercise can be... euphoric."
He could see her growing irritated.
"I said no! I wish to leave now!" She snapped at him and stood up to leave.
He grabbed her before she reached the door and held her close.
"I think I need to give you more hands on encouragement." He purred.
"I do not want you to touch me!" She spat.
"You'll change your mind once you're bent over the desk writhing and moaning."
"I'm saying this as clearly as I can. I don't want you to touch me and I don't want to have sex with you. You do not have my consent and that is not going to change. Stop this now or you will regret this."
"You going to tell? Who'll believe you didn't want this? Want everyone to think you're a slut who parted her legs and regretted it afterwards?" He threatened, through gritted teeth.
She said nothing and her face became inexpressive...unreadable.
"That's what I thought."
He licked her face before forcing her into a kiss. She didn't move her tongue or really participate.
"Your cold attitude won't last long."
He opened her shirt then pushed her bra up.
Her breasts were perfect, just the right size with pretty pink nipples. He clamped his mouth around one and aggressively sucked, feeling it harden in his mouth. He pulled away with a pop. He twisted her around and bent her over his desk. He lifted up her skirt to uncover her cute cotton panties, he yanked them down to her knees.
She spoke again, sounding very monotone almost robotic.
"You can still stop, don't do this."
He chuckled maliciously. "I've got your bare pussy in front of me. Why would I stop when it's as pretty and pink as your nipples?"
He slid his fingers into her pussy and pumped in and out. Despite using his best moves she didn't make a sound or change her facial expression. Her insides told a different story, she squeezed and moistened around his fingers.
He couldn't wait anymore, he pulled out his cock and rubbed it against her entrance, coating himself in her fluid. He slowly pushed inside, easing in and out until he was fully inside her. Then he realised something.
"No hymen Maria? Not that innocent are you? Guess I don't have to be as gentle as I thought." He jeered.
He pumped his cock inside her, feeling victorious when she finally let out a moan.
"Starting to feel good? Told you your cold attitude wouldn't last!"
He relentlessly pounded into her. His hips smacking against her ass as she grew wet around him. He kept going, feeling his end approaching as she reluctantly squeezed around him. He slapped her ass forcing her to yelp before his balls tightened and he gushed inside her.
He stayed inside her for a time enjoying the wet and the warmth before withdrawing. He pulled Maria back up and tried to kiss her. She still wasn't engaging with him, trying to keep her mouth closed and not moving her tongue when he parted her lips. When he broke off the kiss she was still inexpressive.
He was disappointed.
"Aww I thought you were starting to have a good time there and you're still so cold to me."
He mocked her.
Maintaining her cold expression.
"Are you finished? Can I go now?"
He sniggered.
"Sure, come back next week for some more 'personal instruction'."
She pulled up her underwear, his come dripping out and smoothed down her skirt. She grabbed her bag, he unlocked the door after putting his cock back in his pants. She promptly walked through not looking back. He luxuriated in his new conquest. The fact that she would have no choice but to come back next week. He was filled with glee. He'd get her to enthusiastically part her legs in the future. He got on with his work for the rest of the day.
When he got home that night after having dinner and a shower, he lay in bed reliving having Maria on his desk when he received an email to his personal account from an address he didn't recognise. Probably spam? But it had a video attachment. He clicked on the video to watch it and his blood ran cold.
