Teacher’s Nightmare Ch. 02

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Daisy falls deeper inside Lewis’s trap.
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Part 2 of the 3 part series

Updated 03/18/2024
Created 02/07/2024
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Daisy was stirred from her stupor by a loud banging on the door. She rolled her body over to have a quick glance at the time, it had just turned seven o'clock. "Who's that at this time of day? Must be the postman." She reflected to herself.

Usually, Daisy would sleep in her cotton pyjamas last night though that just wasn't an option not after Lewis's assault on her body. Her nipples were so swollen and sore that even the tenderest of touches caused a burning sensation in her nipples.

Grabbing her dressing gown that was on her bedroom floor she wrapped the warm, fluffy garment around her slim body, and she heard another knock on the door. "I'm coming." Daisy shouted as she tied the belt on her robe racing down the stairs and into her corridor.

Not wanting the postman to see her nightwear Daisy only opened the door ajar peeking her head out and hiding her entire body behind the door.

"What the..." A startled Daisy said as Lewis burst through the door grabbing her by her throat squeezing her windpipe hard shoving her back up the wall

The front door was still slightly gaping as Lewis pulled Daisy's dressing gown off her slim frame; it fell to the floor by their feet exposing her tits, bald pussy and slim body.

"Ooohhhhh." Daisy winced half in pain, half in joy as Lewis took her bruised swollen nipple into his moist mouth, sucking and nibbling on the tender bullet his hand reached between her legs. Her cunt was already damp as he rubbed the hole vigorously with two fingers.

Daisy couldn't resist him any longer; she reached down to his crouch and rubbed his erect nine-inch cock through the denim material of his jeans.

Lewis pulled his mouth from her chest and moved his lips onto Daisy's, their tongues wrestled feverishly. He had one hand squeezing her naked buttock and the other slipped a finger inside her wet cunt ramming his digit inside her snatch frenziedly.

Daisy moaned uncontrollably into his mouth her hand undid his jeans and tugged them down his dick sprung from his jeans Daisy quickly wrapped her fingers around the shaft wanking it frantically while her other hand caressed his hair pushing his mouth onto hers.

Lewis's hand left her cunt and roamed around to her ass. Both his hands clenched her firm buttocks hard before his muscular arms picked Daisy up from the floor and she wrapped her toned legs around his waist.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmm." Daisy moaned into Lewis's mouth as his cock drove powerfully into her snatch for the first time. It filled her love tunnel, stretching her inner walls. His cock felt even better than she had imagined as she bounced her stimulated pussy onto her erect piece.

"Oooooohh fuuuckkk yessssssss." Daisy howled in exhilaration as Lewis nibbled on her neck. Daisy realised that the door was still ajar as she saw the dawn sunbeams spread down her hallway. Such was her arousal though it didn't deter her. "Yesssssss fucccckkkk meeeee." She squealed, already she could feel an orgasm mounting inside herself.

Daisy gasped as she awakened by her noise of alarm. It had all been a dream, the same dream that she had had every night since her encounter with Lewis. She loathed herself for allowing her body to be manipulated by Lewis and still being aroused by the whole situation. To make matters worse today was Monday which meant first class was with Lewis and she had no idea how she or her body would react to seeing the lad she had spent the last three nights dreaming about.

Not for the first time since her experience with Lewis Daisy struggled to motivate herself to go for her daily jog and instead rolled over and had an extra half hour laying in her warm bed.

Turning off her snooze a naked Daisy pulled back her duvet and forced herself out of her pit. She grabbed her dressing gown and wandered into her shower the hot steamy droplets of water stung as they landed on her bruised and swollen body that was still raw from Lewis's hands and teeth, especially her tits and buttocks. Every little drip of water felt like a tidal wave landing on them, such was their inflammation.

Having finished her shower Daisy gently patted dry her body, wincing every time her towel lightly pressed her tender nipples the pain felt like a sharp electric shock. Daisy cursed Lewis's name and growled in pain as she put on a pair of coral-coloured French knickers and a light blue cotton bra.

She put on a pair of slim fitting black trousers and a black blouse however the love bites on her neck were clearly visible and makeup unfortunately didn't cover the bruise so instead Daisy opted for the only roller neck that she owned a dark blue woolly jumper she knew that she would be baking hot in the jumper but what option did she have? She couldn't possibly turn up at school with a pair of love bites on her neck.

She finished off getting ready for work by applying her makeup and putting her hair back into a ponytail as she was downstairs having her usual morning ritual of strong black coffee while watching the news.

She never knew why she watched the news. It was always so depressing and sad, never cheerful or even a hint of joy in the headlines. As usual today the presenters were chirping about the cost-of-living crisis and how mortgage rates would once more be going up at the end of the month. "Bloody marvellous, more expense just what I don't need." Daisy whined to herself.

Her heart pounded as she heard a knock at the door slowly, she headed down her hallway and towards her front door surely her dream wasn't about to come true it couldn't possibly be Lewis as she reached the door she nervously asked. "Who is it?"

"It's Paul." She heard a voice call out from the other side of the door. Paul was her next-door neighbour, a nosey obesely overweight sixty-one-year-old man who lived next door with his wife of thirty years Audrey.

"Thank goodness." Daisy whispered in her head and blew out a huge sigh as she opened the door to see Paul standing there with a huge bouquet of flowers.

"You seem to be a popular girl this morning. These were delivered to our house by mistake, sorry but I read the card as I thought they were for Audrey." Paul explained as always, his eyes leered at Daisy's chest. She despised it when men did that, and she found it so offensive and disrespectful when men sexualised women, but it seemed that no matter how much skin she covered up most men couldn't help but ogle and drool over her.

"Oh, thank you very much. Sorry I can't speak as I must leave for work in a moment." Daisy thanked him as he passed her the heavy bouquet.

"That's perfectly fine, enjoy the flowers and have a good day." Replied Paul, his eyes still fixated on her breasts before he walked off in his usual manner of having his hands behind his back.

Daisy knew that the flowers were from Lewis but had to admit that they were a beautiful arrangement that he had selected. She loved the vibrant colours and the foliage. She also knew that he had sent them purposely to the wrong address to play with her mind a little more. Daisy quickly searched through the mass of flowers and finally she spotted the card. She turned it over dreading what was written, she sighed a huge relief when all it read was. "I can't wait to see you today." She had anticipated something much worse and had been imagining Paul who seemed to know everyone in her village and surrounding area gossiping about her.

Daisy threw the flowers and card straight into the bin in her kitchen before heading off to work the closer she got to the school the more anxious she became her heart hammered harder and quicker against her chest. Her mind was filled with notions of dread. All she could think about was what Lewis was going to do and say to her. The worst of it was though the more that fear filled her the hornier and wetter she got.

Daisy finished prepping for her first class and waiting jittery for her students to start funnelling in when the bell went. Lewis and his friend, Marcus were the final two into the room Daisy felt her heart flutter and cheeks flush in shame as Lewis breezed into the room and their eyes gazed at each other. A gaze that was broken by Lewis when he gave Daisy a wink full of brashness.

The lesson went lovely. Lewis much to Daisy's surprise was a pleasure to teach, very attentive and for once showed how intelligent he was answering many of the fractions that she put to the class. Daisy though had already learnt not to trust Lewis, so she asked to stay behind.

"Miss, this is two lessons in a row people will start rumours about us." Lewis quipped, making the entire class laugh. Daisy tried not to blush, but she couldn't help but feel her cheeks igniting in embarrassment.

All the class had exited the room leaving Daisy standing by her white board and Lewis lounging arms spread on his chair chewing his gum in his usual nonchalant manner.

"What's this about Miss? You going to beg me to fuck you again?" Lewis mocked; a wide sneer filled his face.

Daisy had to admit that just seeing him was causing stirrings in between her loins but determined to remain strong she bit back. "I've asked you to stay behind to make sure that you will stay away from Alan."

"Scouts honour I won't go near your brother again." Lewis lifted his fingers to do the scout promise while rolling his eyes.

"Good, then we're finished here." Daisy replied firmly pointing at the door.

Lewis grabbed his bag, slinging it over his shoulder as he walked past Daisy, his hand extended and gently squeezed her pert bum.

"Get off me." Daisy hissed turned her body so that she was facing him.

"We both know that you don't mean that maybe I should tell you how I fucked Amber after I left yours on Friday. I fucked her so good." Lewis smirked widely.

Daisy had to admit that hearing those words caused a stir of jealousy in her stomach, but she remained strong and firm. "Leave now." She growled once more and pointed her finger towards the door.

"Maybe I should show everyone this video." Lewis's head wobbled as he laughed loudly. He pulled his mobile from his pocket and showed her the video that he had recorded of her bent over begging to be fucked by him.

Daisy's heart sank seeing that video. She couldn't allow anyone to see it as it would ruin both her career and life. Her hand launched an assault for the phone, Lewis though was far too reactive for her. He pulled his arm back and put his mobile back into his pocket. "I want fifty pounds a week from you, else everyone and I mean everyone at this school will see the video of you." Lewis smirked cruelly.

Tears began to well up in Daisy's eyes as she pleaded. "Please, I can't afford that it's two hundred pounds a month."

Lewis though was unmoved by his demand; he shook his head slowly. "That's not my problem is it. I expect the first instalment tomorrow." He stated calmly walking out whistling to himself.

Daisy slumped into her chair. She knew Lewis well enough to know that he wasn't playing about but she couldn't afford to pay him fifty pounds a week. Especially with today's news that mortgage rates were once again set to climb. But likewise, she couldn't allow that video to be seen by anyone. If people saw that she would get sacked, her career in tatters before it had barely started or worse she could be sent to prison and face the embarrassment of going onto the sex register.

She felt physically sick and wanted to break down into a flood of tears, but she knew that her next class would be entering in a moment, so she had to somehow find a way through at least this next hour.

Somehow Daisy managed to make it to her lunch break. During her class she had made the decision that she had no choice, she would have to once more try and beg Lewis and if that failed, she would have to cave into his demands and would somehow have to find the cash that he was blackmailing her for. Usually, she would spend her lunch time in the teachers' lounge with the other teachers but today she just couldn't face the prospect of sitting there for forty minutes making small talk. She just wanted to be alone with her thoughts, so she made herself a black coffee and returned to her classroom. She didn't do anything, just stared aimlessly at the steam coming from her hot drink.

She heard her door open and in walked Mr. Evans, Daisy really wasn't in the mood for his wandering eyes and hands, not today. "Please, I just want to be alone." Daisy insisted.

As always though Mr. Evans chose to ignore her and sat on the edge of her desk. "I know there's something wrong, maybe I can help." He said his eyes focus firmly on her chest.

Usually, Daisy could tolerate him but today she snapped. "I said I want to be alone, please respect my wishes and also stop staring at my tits." She barked, her arms waving wildly above her head.

Mr. Evans was clearly disgruntled, and his face looked like thunder. "You bloody women all the same so highly strung, really pisses me off. If I'm honest all I was doing was checking that you're okay and wish that I hadn't bothered now." He hissed.

Then as he went to walk out, he muttered to himself. "That football team is in for one tough training session now."

Hearing his words Daisy lifted her head and an idea entered her head. "Sorry I shouldn't take things out on you. You were only being friendly." She apologised before continuing. "Sorry for being such a bitch."

"Whatever as I say you're all so highly strung, don't know why I bother." Mr. Evans sulked now halfway through the door.

"No please wait, how about you tell me about this training session that you have planned." Daisy said in a rush trying to stop him from leaving.

Mr. Evans turned and leaned his large body against the door frame and explained how the football team had a big game a week on Wednesday night and with her now putting him into a foul mood Lewis and the other players would be in for a long, tough training session today to get them prepared for the forthcoming match.

Daisy tried to pretend to be interested in this training session that Mr. Evans was babbling about when all she was thinking was that while they were all training Lewis's mobile would be left in the boys changing room. From her classroom you could see the football pitch so as soon as she saw the players outside practising, she was going to sneak into their changing room and find Lewis's phone.

Finally, Mr. Evans stopped chatting and left the classroom Daisy felt like a weight had been lifted from her shoulders. Suddenly she couldn't stop smiling, her mum had always told her that there was always an easy way out of any situation, it was just discovering it.

A few hours later the final class of the day began. Daisy had been peering out of her window and had noticed that the players had been out there for over fifteen minutes so she excused herself from her class explaining that she would be back in five minutes.

She swiftly made her way across the school through the hall and opened the boys changing room door slightly. She listened and heard nothing, just complete silence. Her heart was thudding as she pushed the door open and tiptoed inside the room. Daisy couldn't help but scrunch her face up as a strong stench of sweat invaded her nose.

She saw Lewis's bag on the bench in the middle quickly rifled through the bag in a desperate search for the mobile. Her entire body jolted as she heard Lewis's voice from behind the cubicle door. "Tut, tut Miss you're so predictable I guess that you're looking for this." He grinned his mobile in his hand recording Daisy with her hands in his bag. "Looks like you're a thief as well as a pervert." He continued.

"Please.... please stop filming." Daisy pleaded her hands trying to hide her face.

Lewis though ignored her appeal instead he steadily advanced towards the now sobbing teacher. "Maybe I should post this video and my other video of you on social media right now, what do you think? Maybe I should title it as a pervert teacher caught in the boys changing room. What do you think?" He grinned triumphantly.

Panic stricken Daisy cried "No....no please no I'll pay you the money each week I promise."

Lewis pulled a thinking face before replying. "Trouble is the price has just gone up; you need to pay for two videos rather than just the one now. So that's double bubble."

"Please I could barely afford the fifty pounds that you wanted." Daisy bawled.

"Can you really afford not to pay me? Lewis asked. His face was covered in a wide snigger.

Daisy knew that Lewis was correct; she couldn't afford not to pay him. He could ruin her entire life with the videos that he has of her, but she also didn't earn enough money to pay him and cover all her bills.

"Lewis, please I'm begging you." Daisy begged, clasping her hands together tightly, her bottom lip quivering as she tried to hold back her tears.

"Turn around bitch." Lewis ordered her.

Fearing she had no choice Daisy obeyed him and turned around, so she was facing away from Lewis. "Please...I need to get back to my class." Daisy meekly said.

"Shut the fuck up you should have thought about that earlier." Lewis barked.

Daisy stood in silence. She could hear Lewis's footsteps approaching her. She grimaced in pain and her body shook as both his hands grabbed her tits manhandling her sore globes through her jumper and bra.

Daisy bit down hard on her bottom lip as one of his hands left her breast roamed down her slim stomach to her pussy, he squeezed it hard in his hand through her trousers her bum involuntarily pushed back onto his crotch.

"From now on I own you and your cunt you'll do whatever I ask when I ask. If you don't I promise those videos are going viral. Do you understand what I'm saying?" He said into her ear his hot breath steamed up her ear hole.

"Please Lewis." Daisy once more pleaded.

Lewis shoved her away from him. "Fine, have it your way." He seethed, pulling his mobile from his pocket.

"No, no please I'm sorry you own me." Daisy submitted and dropped to her knees in desperation once more clasping her hands together.

"Too late bitch." He grinned smugly.

"No please please I'll do anything I swear." Daisy begged, wrapping her arms around his legs in desperation.

"Show me just how desperate you are lick my football boots clean like the dog you are." Lewis grinned.

Daisy glanced up and gave Lewis a desperate luck hoping that he would have a change of heart. Unfortunately for Daisy, he just threw her a menacing glare she knew that he wouldn't relent his demand.

Daisy hated herself and Lewis for what was about to happen as she lowered her mouth towards his mud-covered boots. Her wet tongue appeared from her mouth and slowly scraped the dry mud from his boot. Lewis pulled out his phone and recorded her while chuckling loudly, his shoulders rocking up and down.

Daisy had barely licked his boot five times, but her mouth still tasted of dirt and grime when Lewis whistled and commanded her. "Stop and get to your feet."

Feeling relieved that he had stopped her, Daisy rose to her feet, her face a shade of bright red in humiliation. His icy glare intimidated Daisy as he calmly informed her. "From now on you'll do whatever I say, when I say. You'll wear only what I tell you, eat what I tell you and fuck whoever I tell you to. When you leave here you will remove your bra and free those saggy tits of yours. I'll be checking and believe me if you disappoint me even begging at my feet again won't stop me sharing those videos of you. Now fuck off you fucking ugly pig."

Holding back her tears Daisy abjectly nodded in acceptance. She had been at least double the time that she had anticipated being and couldn't help but worry what her class were up to, or worse if the headteacher, Mr. Wilson had noticed that she had left the class unattended. She darted from the changing room and sprinted back to her classroom. To her relief her students were doing the equations that she had set quietly.

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