Katie Learns a Lesson

Note: This is a work of fiction that uses characters 18 years old or above. I do not advocate or support these actions in any way: it is simply a fantasy. Please enjoy.

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She was late. Again. Katie Brookes pulled into Everest High and sloppily parked, taking up two spaces instead of one. Flipping the visor, she checked to make sure her lipstick hadn't smudged during her late "lunch" with her college boyfriend. Her full lips twisted into a grin as she viewed herself. At 18, Katie's tan skin was smooth and clear unlike her peers, and was her most treasured trait. Her big dark eyes drifted down to her cleavage: her boyfriend's most treasured trait. Checking her phone, she saw she was now fifteen minutes late.

"Fuck." She muttered. Her short skirt dragged up her legs as she slid out, offering up a peek of perky, round cheeks to any who roamed the lot. Leisurely strolling her way to class, she scrolled through her Instagram, and wondered if it was bad form to post two pictures in one day if both pictures were hot. She still had her phone out when she walked into Mr. Brunner's class.

"Ah Ms. Brookes, how nice of you to join us." Mr. Brunner paused in his lecture to glare at her. Katie slowly looked up from her phone and gave Mr. Brunner a sweet smile.

"Sorry, Mr. Brunner. Car broke down on my way back from lunch." She lied easily, batting her thick eyelashes. Mr. Brunner ran his eyes down her, noting the unbuttoned top and slightly disheveled dark hair. How dumb did she think he was?

"Of course Ms. Brookes, please take a seat and we'll discuss it after class."

Katie smirked and waltzed to the back of the classroom to her seat, the short skirt swaying with every step. Mr. Brunner clutched the chalk tighter in his hand, imagining it to be Katie's hip. Shaking his head, he returned to his lesson.

"Don't forget, your essays on the role of the body in Spenser's Faerie Queene are due Monday, and if you have any questions on it, email me before Sunday night, or I won't answer." Mr. Brunner wrapped the lesson, rattling off what he needed to even though he knew these kids weren't listening any longer. They streamed out quickly, and soon it was just Mr. Brunner and Katie left in the room. Mr. Brunner gestured for her to come up and take a seat in front of his desk, while he cleaned off his chalkboard. As she sat down, her skirt slid up her toned thighs, stopping just short of her-Katie cleared her throat.

"You wanted to talk to me?" She smirked, enjoying Mr. Brunner's embarrassment a little too much. She crossed her legs, which exposed more thigh. Tearing his eyes away, Mr. Brunner trained his eyes on hers. She's your student, she's your student, he chanted in his head as his pants grew tighter.

"Yes, I did. This is the third time you've been late to my class Katie, and not only that, when you do arrive, you are rude and disruptive." Even as he spoke, Katie checked her phone. Mr. Brunner's anger spiked, who raised this rude, entitled bitch?

"Katie, I'm speaking to you." He ground out. Katie slowly looked up, and gave him a dazzling smile.

"Oh right, sorry Mr. Brunner. Can I leave now?" She crossed her arms, which she knew pushed her breasts together. Mr. Brunner's blue eyes flashed with anger, and he clenched his fists, imagining them squeezing something else. Like her breasts. Or her throat.

"Katie, I am your teacher and as such, I demand respect." Mr. Brunner leaned a hip against his desk, forcing her to look up at him. Katie giggled.

"Mr. Brunner, I am your student and as such, you depend on me for your salary so I think you should respect me." Katie was getting annoyed, who did Mr. Brunner think he was? She was busy checking out her manicure, so she didn't see Mr. Brunner shut the door. And lock it.

"You come into my classroom late repeatedly, lie to my face, and you don't even have the decency to look at me while I talk to you." Mr. Brunner roughly grabbed Katie's chin and forced her to look at him. The shock in her eyes was priceless.

"What the fuck!" She tried to rip her face away, but he held her fast. His eyes were burning and Katie felt fear bubble up as she realized she was caught. "You can't do this!"

Mr. Brunner laughed. "I'm your teacher Katie, so I'm going to do just that and teach you a lesson."

"Wait, what does that mean?" Katie's heart began to race and her stomach turned to lead. She knew she pushed teachers but she had never seen anyone look like Mr. Brunner did right then, with his eyes hard and cold.

"Stand up." He ordered. Katie was too shocked to move, was this really happening? A slap woke her up. "I said, stand up, bitch."

Katie stood up shakily, her cheek stinging and tears flooding her eyes. This couldn't be happening, she thought. She looked at the door, trying to gauge how fast she'd have to be to escape. Mr. Brunner followed her eyes and laughed.

"The door's locked Katie, no skipping out on this lesson." He stood behind her and ran his hands lightly down her side, leaving a trail of goosebumps and shivers. Katie could barely hear him over the erratic beating of her heart as she waited to see where he would strike next.

"Bend over." Katie's stomach dropped and clenched.

"I'm really sorry Mr. Brunner, I'm so sorry but please don't make me do that, please I am so sorry, I promise I will never skip again." She begged, praying this was a nightmare. Mr. Brunner sighed and shoved Katie down on the desk so her face was hard against the desk and curvy ass in the air.

"Fake apologies aren't going to cut it this time. You want to act like a bitch, you're going to get treated and punished like one." With that, Mr. Brunner lifted up Katie's skirt to expose her beautiful ass. His gut clenched and mouth watered as his hands slowly rubbed each raised perfect globe. It took all of his self-control to not bury his face in this gorgeous young ass.

"A thong, really Katie? So not only are you a bitch, but a whore, too." He tutted, fingers sliding underneath the lacy string embedded in her crack and grazing her asshole. Katie whimpered, in fear or lust, Mr. Brunner couldn't tell or care.

"You can't do this, I'll tell the cops." Katie threatened weakly, hoping to scare Mr. Brunner off. Her hopes were dashed when he laughed again.

"Who's going to believe a little slut like yourself, Katie? Walking around in your tight tops, and short skirts, God you're just begging to be bent over and used like the whore you are." Katie couldn't believe this was happening, but even more, she couldn't believe how her body was reacting. When Mr. Brunner lifted up her skirt and exposed her ass and pussy, she could feel cold air on her damp pussy and thighs, and with every offensive slur, her pussy clenched. She tried to convince herself it was just a normal bodily reaction.

"What, got nothing to say? That's a first, huh?" Mr. Brunner ran his hands over her ass again, gently squeezing and marveling at her soft, tight skin. The first spank took Katie by surprise, and she yelped.

"Oh, we can't have that, you gotta learn to keep your mouth shut." With that, Mr. Brunner yanked down Katie's thong and stuffed it into her mouth. Katie tasted her juices, and more humiliated tears filled her eyes as the spanks rained down on her ass.

Mr. Brunner's cock jumped to attention as he watched Katie's full ass ripple and redden under his powerful hands. Each spank was punctuated with a word:

"You - SPANK - will - SPANK - learn - SPANK -to- SPANK -respect- SPANK - your - SPANK - teachers - SPANK - you - SPANK - worthless - SPANK - whore - SPANK." Tears streamed down Katie's cheeks as her juices streamed down her thighs. Her cries were muffled by her panties, but even then, Mr. Brunner could hear that the whimpers had turned to lustful moans.

"Are you enjoying this, you little slut?" He leered, then shoved a thick finger up her slit. She tried to lock her legs but as he pumped his finger expertly, her legs widened and her ass rose unconsciously. Katie pushed against his finger, hating herself but unable to resist his ministrations. Suddenly, he pulled his finger out, and she bit back a disappointed whimper, and then she heard the telltale click of a SmartPhone taking photos.

With another gush of humiliation and juices, Katie realized that Mr. Brunner was taking photos of her exposed ass and drenched pussy.

"God, you have a beautiful pussy Katie, all shaved and pink and wet. I don't think you'll be calling the police anytime soon when they see how badly you wanted it, fuck, even your thighs are soaked. You really are just a disgusting little slut, aren't you?" Mr. Brunner then set up his phone against a book on his desk so it was trained on her face. Katie realized that he was now videotaping her face, as he violated her body again with his finger. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she felt his finger find her clit and she moaned, pushing back against his hand.

"Good girl, you like this don't you?" Katie didn't respond and Mr. Brunner removed his finger to spank her sore ass. He pulled out her underwear. "I said, you like this don't you? Answer me, slut." He spanked her ass again and her moan was unmistakable without the underwear.

"Y-yes, Mr. Brunner, I like it." She admitted, face red.

"Tell me how much. Beg me to keep punishing you." He pushed in another finger in her hot slit, stretching her tight pussy and his cock twitched when he heard Katie's corresponding moan.

"I love it, I love it so much, please don't stop, Mr. Brunner, please keep punishing me." She begged as his fingers roughly pumped her soaked pussy. Katie felt pressure building within her cunt as one finger rubbed her clit and two others stuffed her, violating her young pussy. She began to bounce back, her moans growing louder as she got closer and closer, impaling herself on Mr. Brunner's long, thick fingers, when suddenly, Mr. Brunner removed his hands and grabbed her by the hair. Pushing her roughly to her knees, he yanked down his pants and took out his hard cock.

"Open up, slut." He ordered. Katie stared at his huge, veiny cock in disbelief, how was she ever going to fit that in her mouth? She'd fucked loads of guys before but none had ever come close to Mr. Brunner's length and girth: he was eight inches easy and so thick, she wasn't sure her hand would even close around it. Mr. Brunner enjoyed watching the fear and shock, but grew impatient and began slapping her with his cock, leaving trails of precum all over her face.

"I said, open. Taking my cock is all you're good for and it's about time you learn that, bitch." Forcing his cock into Katie's mouth, he grabbed her by the head and began to skullfuck her. Katie gagged as she felt his cock repeatedly slam against the back of her throat, and saliva and tears mixed on her chest as they dripped off her face.

"Ugh yeah, take it you stupid fucking cunt, take my cock you useless whore." Mr. Brunner groaned, feeling Katie's wet tongue drag against the underside of his dick while his balls slapped against her chin. Katie began actively sucking, hoping that if he finished, he would let her go but it only seemed to spur him on. He used her mouth like it was just a hole for his pleasure, and she realized that that was all she was: a series of holes to be used and abused. This epiphany resulted in another gush of juices painting her thighs, as Katie realized she not only wanted to be used, but that she needed it, craved it. Was she a slut?

Pulling out, Mr. Brunner rubbed his wet cock all over Katie's face, smearing her makeup. Katie pushed her face against it, relishing her debasement.

"Oh you like that, don't you." Mr. Brunner grinned wolfishly down at her before taking his phone and training it on her face. He turned on the video and taped Katie worshipping his cock, staring up at him with her big brown eyes.

"You want to suck this cock, bitch?" He asked, his stomach contracting at the beautiful view.

"Mmm yes Mr. Brunner." She purred, running her tongue up from his balls to the tip of his cock. Mr. Brunner smiled, before slapping her across the face.

"This is about punishing you Katie, not about what you want. You make it hard seeing as you love being abused so much, but I think I know what we can do." With this, Mr. Brunner grabbed her by the throat and bent her over the desk again, tearing off her skirt. Katie waited in anticipation, hoping Mr. Brunner was about to punish her pussy with his cock but instead felt his hands separate her cheeks, exposing her asshole.

"Mr. Brunner, please don't do this, I've never done anything with my ass before, I'm not that kind of girl!" Katie pleaded quickly, trying to squirm away. Mr. Brunner sighed and spanked her again. And again. And again. He realized it was hard to stop when her ass was just so stunning, but finally he did.

"Shut the fuck up, you think I care about what you want? You're a disgusting little slut Katie, and a slut is only good for her holes, so you will use all of your holes, and you'll thank me for it." Mr. Brunner informed her and then spread her ass cheeks again, watching as her little rosebud came into view. Putting his phone in his breast pocket so it could videotape and he could use his hands, he slowly circled her asshole with his finger, reveling in the way her breath quickened.

"You know you want this Katie. This is what whores are for, and you should be thankful that I'm deigning to even touch someone as disgusting and worthless as yourself." Mr. Brunner's finger pushed slowly inside, his finger still slick from Katie's pussy. Katie groaned as pain and pleasure twisted deep within her. She arched her back, pushing Mr. Brunner's finger deeper into her ass and began to fuck herself with his finger, becoming complicit in her own violation.

"See, you love it Katie." Mr. Brunner sneered and Katie couldn't deny it, even as her mind screamed at her to stop, her body kept bouncing back on his finger. Mr. Brunner took out his phone so he could zoom in on his finger disappearing into Katie's full, virginal ass. Then, unable to take it anymore, he took his cock and rubbed it up and down Katie's slit.

"Look at you, you're soaking for the man who has abused you and filmed it, you dirty whore." He jeered and Katie was humiliated but she couldn't fight it anymore. She strained against his body, wishing that he would fuck her and fill her already. She didn't care that it was wrong, all she knew was she needed Mr. Brunner's cock and she needed it now.

"Please fuck me sir, I know I'm disgusting and worthless but please fuck my pussy." Katie begged. Mr. Brunner looked down at this eighteen year old slut, her ass red and pussy soaked, begging for him to fuck her and almost lost it right there.

"What are you, Katie?" He asked. Katie could barely think straight, as his cock was now pressing against her hole, so close to being inside, while his finger pumped her asshole.

"What are you?" He repeated, slapping her clit with his cock and Katie jumped.

"I'm a dirty little slut, I'm just a disgusting whore that desperately needs to be fucked by you." Katie answered quickly, hoping that that would be enough.

"What are you good for?"

"I'm only good for being used, all I am are holes to be used and abused, please fill them, please I'm begging you." Katie was going crazy as Mr. Brunner continuously ran his thick cock up and down her slit, just grazing her hole and clit while he worked another finger into her tight asshole.

"Good girl." Mr. Brunner groaned as he rammed his huge cock into Katie's waiting pussy. Even as wet as she was, Katie screamed in pain as he stretched her pussy far beyond it had ever been before. Mr. Brunner wildly fucked her pussy and ass, slamming into her velvety sheath again and again as Katie moaned uncontrollably.

The pressure from both holes being filled to the brim drove Katie to the edge. Her orgasm tore through her, and her pussy contracted around Mr. Brunner's thick cock, massaging it as she came harder than she had ever come before. Mr. Brunner took his fingers out of Katie's ass to grab her by the throat so he could pummel her pussy even harder, feeling her ass smack against his own.

"Yeah take it, you little bitch, I'm going to cum inside your tight little pussy, you fucking cumdumpster." Mr. Brunner groaned, burying his cock deep into her teenage pussy.

"I'm nothing but your cumslut, sir, please cum inside me." Katie whimpered as her legs shook, feeling her second orgasm coming as she further degraded herself. Hearing her beg for his cum finally pushed Mr. Brunner to the edge and with an animalistic grunt, Mr. Brunner came, flooding Katie's young pussy. Rope after rope of cum shot inside of her and forced Katie over the edge again, and her contracting pussy milked the rest of the cum out of his exhausted cock.

Panting, Mr. Brunner slid his cock out of Katie's abused cunt and pulled her up, to then push her to her knees.

"Clean our cum off my cock, slut."

Eagerly, Katie sucked Mr. Brunner's cock clean, licking and slurping up every drop of cum while he taped. When she was finished, Mr. Brunner patted her cheek.

"Good girl, Katie." Pulling up his pants, Mr. Brunner buckled his belt and stopped the recording. Katie knelt on the ground, slowly coming back to herself as shame and horror washed over her. Mr. Brunner grinned down at her.

"Don't forget about that essay due Monday, Katie. Have a great weekend."