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Click here"Ok Cyn, I think we should call it quits for now, but I will be back to see you once school ends and I expect for you this time to be waiting for me naked, knelling in front of your desk, with your hands cuffed behind your back, blindfolded, and the gag stuffed in your mouth. Is this understood slut?"
"Yes, mistress."
"Excellent, now you have a good rest of your day and I'll see you after school."
Sage exited my room once the last word left her mouth, and I went to sit down behind my desk to reflect on the experience I just had as well as how Sage expected me to wait for her after school. I just took the remaining lunch break to enjoy everything, and to go over all the feelings I was having. A sense of sexuality was oozing out of my and I could not have been happier; I just drifted off into a daze that made me smile and had my pussy dripping with excitement. As the lunch bell rang, I was startled back to reality causing me to shake myself out of my daze and start to get things setup for my upcoming classes. As I was reaching for my lecture notes, I noticed that I had left out the plug and the cuffs. I quickly snatched them up and stashed both items away inside my desk drawer. Just as I slid the drawer shut, two students walked in and took their seats. My breathing was erratic, but I was able to calm myself quickly by reassuring myself that it could have been far worse. All I could wish was that my last two classes would go by quickly and without incident so that I could get to my time with Sage. As more students filed in, I had to get the thoughts of after school out my head and once again focus on what I was being paid to do; teach.
Have lost interest. Started out fantastically, but has quickly gotten out of control. The risk involved is to out of scope and not so much fantasy anymore than a woman thats job is about to be lost.
Where did the Handcuffs suddenly come from they were not on the list she had to buy?
Aother day closer to being caught and bye bye career!
Ch. 1. - Ms. Watts.
Ch. 3. - Miss Akers.
Is she changing her last name almost every chapter?
I was expecting Cynthia to get yelled at for taking the marker out...
I'm quite sure your eigth-grade students did not know what they smelled in their classroom, but you did, and that's what important! I really enjoy your comments after each chapter of GettingItDone's stories. I really would like to converse with a slut-teacher like you, let me know if you're up for it also. Just leave a note for YOMEYO after a story, and you and I can 'converse' on a subject very close to each of us - your exposing yourself!!!!
YOMEYO
Similar to Cyn, at night I sneaked my way naked into the boys' restrooms and used a permanent marker to write on the back of the cubicle doors: "XXX (my name) is a Slut", "I saw XXX's tits today", "Get a sniff of XXX's pussy here" (I smear my cunt juice all over this last remark) or similar vulgarities. Yes, I tried sitting in class with a medium size butt plug up my back alley. But the first toy I used when lecturing in front of a class of 13/14-year-old kids was a pair of those small golden steel balls that I shoved deep inside my pussy. Although they were small, they felt incredibly heavy. As I was dripping wet and not wearing panties, there was this constant fear of them dropping out and clanking on the classroom floor. How I had to clench my pussy muscle to keep them in place. As I was wearing really high heels, it just made things more difficult. They could all see that my knees were shaking terribly. I found that I couldn't do this is two consecutive sessions. I kept wondering if they realized that my pussy juice was dripping down mid thighs, or if they could smell it! - Jade
I am keen to see what happens next. Please don't keep us waiting too long!
Oh, you are so wickedly delicious, the way the student pulls the teacher into her web and pushes her further and further. Please don't keep us waiting to long for the next installment!