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Rape by an authority figure

I agree with the other Anon comment of 29th Oct it’s a very clear cut case of rape by an authority figure. The main problem I had with it was mislabelling it as BDSM, it had some spelling errors to She thought of him as being sexually attractive, but she definitely didn’t AND probably more importantly she couldn’t give him consent. I’m pretty sure that even if corporal punishment is considered a viable option to punish a pupil at that school, getting fucked by the teacher isn’t. Other than the technicalities of it being a rape story and it being quite a short story its relatively easy to make it more erotic, it just needs tweaked to make it work. The Teacher : Student scenario fantasy is a popular one exactly because it’s taboo.

EXAMPLE/ SUGGESTION :

You could have written it as a BDSM scene but without directly stating it. So a classroom with 3 or 4 other pupils, relay a part of the lecture, possibly bring colours into the discussion group, *Do colours affect peoples moods?*, her internal monologue is buzzing whilst she’s squirming in her seat still subconsciously trying to get off **Oh, fuck me Sir, my colour is always going to be Green for you! Would you spank me? Or maybe tie me to your desk? Maybe you want me to crawl across the classroom floor? Or maybe I could hide away under your desk and suck your c....SHIT he’s looking at me did he just ask me a question?** He looks at her, and inhales deeply, then raises an eyebrow **SHIT! He looks so disappointed, Ugh, I hate THAT look, as if someone just told him some asshole just kicked his puppy...**

“I’m sorry sir could you repeat that please?”

“It’s right there on the board! It’s supposed to be answered immediately a snap decision not a premeditated answer.....I said what colour do you identify with right now and why?”

She answers Green and launches into an explanation of why, then “the bell rings....I’m a wreck”

After your end scene you could follow it up with...

As I stand there outside the door lost for words I can hear him moving around in there, he’s wiping down the desk. The door swings open, I lower my eyes demurely but not fast enough to miss his smirk.

“So are you going to be late next time?”

“Whatever would please you most Sir”

He drops his toy bag on the floor, pulls me into his arms and kisses me thoroughly leaving me breathless and wanting.

“That’s my Good Girl”

END SCENE.

I don’t know if the same legal circumstances or something similar apply in the US as it does here but over here a teacher has a “Duty of Care” (prev known as acting in “loco parentis”) to pupils placed into their care. It essentially means that they are deemed to be a responsible adult and as such they have the “...mental qualities of a prudent parent in the circumstances of school..”. What all of that boils down to is that even if she had given consent that consent is voided due the teacher : child relationship.

Maybe I’m just old fashioned? I prefer my sex with consent. This is the first story of yours that I’ve read and I noticed that it’s only your second story so I just wanted to say, try not to take bad reviews too hard. From what I’ve read you do have potential.

Thanks for sharing.

Tess (UK)