Extra Curricular

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Extra Curricular

Spending the day with my parents and their friend from China was getting dull. My dad had done some foreign affairs work before heading back to the banking sector, but during his time he had gotten to know Mr. Wong quite well and he was frequently a visitor to our house when he was in town. He was a nice guy, but for the most part his conversation was not that exciting. He talked economics, corporate something or other...blah, blah,...blah. Nonetheless nice.

We were out at the trade fair, where they had a flea market and a farmers market. Not the way I wanted to spend my Saturday, but shit happens. My parents wanted me to come so I came. My Mom had gone off to look at some craft fair stuff and was gone for awhile so my dad finally went to look for her, leaving me alone with Mr. Wong. He was chatty, but kept the conversation focussed on school, so I was bored yet trying to be polite. I excused myself to go grab a hot dog. They always have the best dogs at this fair, so I took my time to enjoy the experience. Enjoying my food, I wandered around looking at a few things before heading back with a sigh. More thrilling economics and academics talk. Yaaayyyyyy fucking yaaaaaayyyy!!!!

As I approached the spot where I left Mr. Wong, I saw something that made me do a double take. He was talking to Ms. Huang, my home room teacher. She also taught me math, physics and biology. She was a fucking rigid cunt, who thought the whole world should be obsessed with mathematical and scientific theorems and expected us to treat her class like it was our lifelong passion or she gave us her bitch stare. She was also a hard marker. Very few part marks, you had to show every single step of the solution, and stupidly complex questions. I fucking hated her and what was worse was that I kept getting her for my classes each year. Personally I think she needed a nice stiff cock into her frigid twat to mellow her the fuck out. That wasn't such a bad though actually. She had a nice rack and a great ass. She was short, with a voluptuous style figure. Her body type might be unforgiving if she started to put on weight, but for now it kind of looked sexy, even though she usually had her hair tight up in a bun, and glasses on with overly conservative dresses and business suits.

Anyway, she was exchanging a few words with Mr. Wong, and oddly she seemed quite uncomfortable, as though she was not happy to see him and wanted to get out of there. I had to admit my curiosity was peaked.

Approaching I asked, "Do you know Ms. Huang?"

"Yes you know her?" He asked, and I nodded. "She had been a student a Hong Kong University of Science and Technology...one of our most promising. It was too bad really how things turned out." he said, shaking his head in disappointment.

This was interesting. She never shut up about the academic standards she was held to at that school, talking about how it had been so prestigious and all that other crap. It was like she expected us to revere her because she had earned a scholarship to this top university...but now it sounded like she hit a few speed bumps along the way

"How things turned out? What do you mean?" I asked, very intrigued at the idea of knowing such details of the frigid math bitch.

"I should be careful" he said, "As this is her private business, but she had to leave the university rather suddenly, and under questionable circumstances" He said tentatively.

Questionable circumstances. Pressing a bit, I got him to relent and admit it had something to do with her pregnancy (she had a young daughter), and some sort of scandal with senior faculty. At this point he asked me to remember this was confidential.

"So she had to go back and finish her degree later" I said, carefully concealing my smug-ness.

"No...she never finished"

What?....She never finished? She had to have finished. I mean she had to have a degree to get into teachers college here....

"She didn't finish her degree.....I thought she had...?"

Looking at me quizzically, he seemed curious all of a sudden.

"No she didn't...why, what has she said...what does she do now?" he asked, rather concerned. I could understand right away the reason for his concern. falsified academic credentials were becoming an epidemic, and there had even been some articles on it.

"Uhm...nothing really..I guess she mentioned she had once been there, so I just assumed.....she does volunteer work locally, that's how I know her" I lied to him.

She never finished her degree?...Then how the hell did she get into teachers college when she moved here from Honk Kong?

I brainstormed this for some time over the weekend, and did a bit of alumni research over the next few weeks on her old alma matter and realized that in fact she had never graduated. She must have falsified her documents when she applied to teachers college here.

If she was busted for that, then her teaching qualifications would be taken away...and as this skill set was the basis of her immigration here, she quite likely would be deported, along with her young daughter.

I set in motion a plan to destroy the fucking bitch. I was going to expose her. Looking up the contact info for the people in the university she went to here, and of course the school board, I got ready to make the calls that would get the frigid math bitch fired and hopefully deported.

Then I got a better idea...................

Fired, potentially deported, and with a daughter in grade school. She would be desperate to prevent that from happening...and she would do anything to stop me from spilling the beans on her and causing that!

This fucking cunt had fucked me over for grades, got me suspended, prevented me from attending the last few school dances because she busted me and some friends with alcohol at one of them! Now it was my turn to do the fucking!!!!

It was Friday, and I was tense with anticipation for Monday when I would confront her. How would she react? I honestly didn't know. I was actually nervous about what I had planned, as blackmail can potentially blow up in a blackmailers face, yet deep down I knew she would buckle under. She had way too much to lose. Even if she didn't get deported, she would be fired and unable to find a job. I spent the whole weekend in tense anticipation of Monday.

Ms. Huang had an office at the far end of the school. It was right next to the science lab. Actually the chemistry supplies were right next to the science lab, and well locked up in a room within a side corridor. The corridor had a door to open to enter, and once in the corridor, there were only two other doors; one leading to the chemistry supplies and one leading to her office, which had no windows. It was really like a damned dungeon if you asked me, but with two sets of doors between her office and the student corridor, I would be guaranteed a degree of privacy.

Heading in to school early, I eagerly anticipated the confrontation with some degree of healthy fear. I was about to cross a huge line, from which there was no stepping back. She always came in early, and spent her mornings before class in her office. I had her all to myself!

Opening the outer door, I entered the small service corridor, and then went to her office and knocked on the door.

"Come in" she replied through the door.

Opening the door, barely able to contain my excitement and nervousness. When she saw me she gave me her usual cold glare. I was not her favourite student by a long shot.

"Good morning Ms. Huang" I said with unusual cheerfulness, which caught her off guard. "May I talk to you about something?". She seemed perplexed, but gestured indifferently to the chair on the other side of the desk. Sitting down, I smiled at her and spoke.

"So how was your weekend?" I asked with genuine friendliness, which must have caught her off guard.

"It was fine Rick. What do you want to talk about?" she replied impatiently as though I was interrupting something very important. She did do some writing for local science journals.

"I saw you at the trade fair on Saturday. Find anything good?" I inquired.

Putting her pen down, she took a deep breath in annoyance at my presence and replied, "No Rick, now what is it you want? I'm in the middle of something here."

"Oh, I just wanted to say that I was glad to see you there, and I wanted to come over and say hi", I said.

"Look that's nice Rick, but is there something you want? If not, I need to get back to work", she said, gesturing towards the door.

"Oh not really, I just was surprised to see that you knew Mr. Wong. He's an old friend of the family. He mentioned he used to know you" I answered.

At the mention of Mr. Wongs name, she stiffened slightly, a very faint almost imperceptible flinch occurred on her face, but she maintained her composure.

"OK Rick, I need to get some work done, so if you don't have any questions then I need to get back to what I was doing" she said, gesturing towards the door. Despite her bossy demeanour I could see a slight concern on her face.

"Oh nothing; I was not at all surprised to hear him say that you had been one of the most promising, given your dedication to math and science.". I could see the wheels spinning in her head, as she wondered how much I knew. Surely she must have realized I wouldn't just show up like this without being up to something, but she genuinely tried hard to maintain her composure and look assertive and in charge.

"Rick, I'm not discussing my life with you, now please I have work to do" she said again, gesturing to the door.

"Oh yeah...of course" I said feigning apology, as I went to move towards the door, pausing before I exited. "Oddly, he seemed to be under the impression that you never completed your degree" I said, turning back to her. I could see the dismay on her face, as she had thought she was rid of me.

"I was baffled when he said that, since you take such pride in talking about your degree at Hong Kong University of Science and Technology.".

She went to open her mouth but I cut her off;

"Yeah, it appears you took a 'leave of absence' shall we say, several months before your daughter was born.....some sort of scandal involving senior faculty'.

"Rick!" she snapped angrily, "Don't talk about my family or my personal business ever! Do you understand me!".

"Oh hey look, I didn't mean to pry. I was just curious, as I didn't know you took time off before going back and finishing your degree. Of course since Mr. Wong was not aware of you going back I was curious...you know that schools retain records and nominal rolls of graduates.....and your name doesn't appear on any of them."

I could see fear in her eyes as I brought forth a terrible secret yet she tried to mask it with anger, to create the illusion she was still in charge. She was only fooling herself.

"Rick" she said slowly, her voice tense and angry, yet also concealing fear, "You are making a big mistake" she said deliberately. "I think it is best that you watch your mouth and leave my office now, before you find yourself in big trouble young man.

Big trouble?...Me? That was hilarious. If I spilled this, the trouble would be all hers.

"Look, you know and I know you didn't graduate. Anyone with a little computer ingenuity can look up records even if they are private, and the fact is you only attended until you got pregnant...and you never finished your fucking degree!". She looked like she was slapped across the face when I swore at her, but that was deliberate. By swearing, I was showing her that she was no longer in charge. I noticed she did not correct me on my profanity...an indication that she was nervous. Oh and if she had half a brain she would have called my bluff on the whole computer checking thing.....I don't have the skills to do that kind of hacking and she should know that, but she was too rattled to think that way. For me computers were for social networks and porn.

"Rick" she said, firmly, yet her voice was clearly shaking now. "You need to think carefully about what you are doing...this is very serious, and you are crossing the line in a big way", she said as though threatening. She was waffling of course. The only person who had crossed any lines was her.

"Crossing lines? Me? I'm curious, how exactly did you get into teachers college here when you never finished your degree? the same way you managed to get that fake degree on your wall?" I asked, as she looked at me in outrage. Before she could respond I continued;

"So what happens when I contact the university here and say that you applied to their school with false documents? You know full well that degrees, including teaching degrees can be pulled after the fact in the event of fraud, regardless of how well you did during those degrees. So what happens to your job here, when the school board is informed that your teaching certificate has been pulled because you never even had an undergraduate degree?".

She looked at me in fear, knowing exactly what would happen. I didn't give her a chance to respond.

"And since your immigration papers to come to this country were based on false credentials you know what that means don't you. Citizenship can be stripped if attained under false pretences.".

I paused and looked at her, as she tried to compose herself. For a minute, she couldn't even speak.

Taking a slow, deep trembling breath, she started to speak.

"Rick.....I..." I slammed my hand down on the desk, causing her to flinch.

"Rick what? Please don't report me for being a fraudulent fuck? Please don't get me fired in disgrace and deported? Is that what you were about to ask me?"

"Rick.....I've worked very hard to get where I am, I've dedicated myself to this school and..."

"And what?" I interrupt. "I quote you directly when I say that you can't just reward people for working hard. You yourself said, that people are not owed the end result just for showing up...your words Ms. Huang.....you said that the problem with kids these days is that they expect to pass just for trying....that they don't understand that real life doesn't work that way and now you expect some sort of exception because you 'did your best'?". I could see her cringe at her own words being used against her.

"Rick, I don't know what you are trying to pull here, but you are making a very big mistake...I think you need to stop this right now before you do something you might regret". She was still trying to push me around? Was she kidding? Seriously?

"Regret...why would I regret exposing you? Seeing you fired in disgrace, and facing a deportation hearing...hell, that would make my school year!".

She looked at me with both fear and hatred. Her entire world was in the hands of her worst student, and she knew I could make it come crashing down with one e-mail.

"I wonder how your daughter will react when you get fired, and have to get a minimum wage job to make ends meet while you face a deportation hearing. I wonder how she will feel about the possibility of being sent back. Sure, they might be lenient because of your daughter, so even if by some miracle you weren't sent back to Hong Kong in disgrace, you would still be ruined career wise. You know that and I know that."

"Rick..." she began, I could see her eyes shifting, "I always tried to bring out the best in you, I wanted you to reach your potential". I couldn't believe she was trying this with me. She never tried to help me. She resented me for being a dumb jock, and rarely ever attempted to disguise her elitist contempt.

"Riiight...like refusing to remark my exams when I asked? Refusing to bump my grade up by a mere two percent so I could pass an exam...two fucking percent!".

"I was trying to bring out the best in you" she said, desperately.

"Bullshit!...You can't relate to anyone who isn't a math and science egg head, and act like a bitch to anyone who knows how to throw a ball". Under any other circumstances, my use of that language would have her sending me directly to the principles office...but not this time.

"Rick, what are you doing? Why are you doing this?".

"Because I don't like you" I said, glaring at her.

"Rick, don't do anything rash...please, let's talk" she said, the final remnants of her facade finally breaking down, as she tried to negotiate with me. "What do you want?".

"Want? I want to destroy you", I said, glaring at her.

"Rick please. It's not just me, my daughter doesn't deserve this...please", she said, her eyes imploring.

"Fuck you!" I growled.

"Rick, there has to be some way. I'll do anything, please, don't destroy me like this. I'm begging you" she said, her eyes looking like they were going to water.

"Why should I give a fuck about your problems?" I asked.

"Because, you are a good person. You don't want to do this to me" she tried, incorporating flattery and trying to get me to identify with her.

"Ms Huang, I'm not the one doing this to you...you did it to yourself. You lied and cheated."

"Rick, my daughter would be crushed", she implored, looking at me.

"Then you should have thought about that before committing fraud" I said coldly. I started to stand.

"Rick wait!" she said, with urgent desperation, her voice sounding almost hysterical. "What, are you..."

"I'm going to send an email addressed to the principle, the school board, the admissions office at your teachers collage and of course your old alma matter in Hong Kong...and then I'm going to laugh as your world crumbles", I smirked. "I'd like to say it's been a pleasure but that would be a lie" I said, Turing towards the door.

"Rick stop!" she cried out desperately, as I heard her chair get pushed back, as I paused, looked back at her in disgust and reached for the door handle. She quickly crossed the room, almost running and grabbing my arm.

"Rick please stop...talk to me....I'm sorry" she said, her voice almost sounding like she was about to cry.

Sorry? For fucking me around, getting me in trouble, almost getting me pulled from the team for my grades. For banning me from school dances. Paul from the football team ended up popping the cherry of some new girl that I would have been the one to pop had I been able to go to the last dance.

I turned the lock latch on the door handle, then locked the deadbolt.

"Sorry?" I hissed menacingly.

Turing suddenly, I grabbed her by the lapels of her business suit causing her to cry out in fear and shock as I launched myself towards her desk, driving her backwards until her butt hit the desk and she was bent backwards over the desk, with me leaning over her.

"Sorry! Sorry that you fucked me over for grades, almost got me pulled from the team? Sorry that you banned me from school dances!" I said, looking at her with hate as she looked up in terror. This was not just fear of me spilling her secret. My sudden physical aggression left her afraid for her safety and it showed.

"I haven't even begun to make you sorry". She couldn't even speak, she just stared up, wide eyed, her mouth open in shock.

"You look frightened Ms. Huang. Are you nervous?" I asked, with fake concern. "Surely you don't think I would hurt you? I wouldn't hurt you" I said with fake kindness.

"Who could hurt a pretty face like yours?" I said, teasingly. "Yes, that's right. You have a very pretty face Ms Huang.....very pretty" I said, oozing creepiness as I gently touched my fingers to her cheek, as she tried to pull away, fear in her eyes, as I was acutely aware of the nice feel of her body against mine as my weight pressed against her.

Her whole body trembled, and you could even hear it in her breathing.

"Rick, what are you doing" she asked in a trembling voice, her eyes wide with fear.

"Oh me? I'm just admiring this pretty face of yours. Such a pretty face" I say, as I reach for the pins that tie her hair up.

"You know, you really should let your hair down. It would give you a much softer look" I said as I undid her hair, while she looked at me frozen, like small prey corned by a large predator, knowing it is doomed. In fairness I was quite large for a high school student. Plus I had the power to destroy her career. She had always felt so in control, like such a powerful woman, and I can't imagine how shaken up she had to be to now find herself so powerless and vulnerable.

"There, look at that" I say as I spread her hair around a bit. "You look so much more beautiful with your hair down" I say, still caressing her frightened face.

"Rick stop, please" she whispered.

I looked at her, and started leaning my face towards hers, as her eyes widened in realization of what I was about to do. She tried to pull away but was pinned between me and the desk.

"Rick" she whimpered, her eyes widening as my mouth closed in. Before she could say any more, I pressed my lips against hers, and held her tight kissing her as she tried to pull away. I kissed her passionately, enjoying her fear and helplessness as she squirmed underneath me. I forced my tongue into her mouth and started to caress her body as she struggled and tried to cry out.

I let her push me back, just to see the look on her face.

Slap! Her hand struck the side of my face as she looked at me in outrage.

CRACK! I slapped her back, much harder, causing her head to spin as she cried out. Fortunately the location of her office, and private corridor leading to it meant nobody would hear her unless she really started screaming. She brought her hand to her cheek, and looked at me in shock. It was the final statement of just how much she was not in control here.

"If you don't want more of that, I suggest you shut the fuck up and stop fighting....maybe we can make an arrangement to keep your little secret, providing you be a good girl" I say as I reach for her shirt and undo a button. Her hands immediately grab mine and try to pull them away, but I am stronger and proceed to start undoing her blouse.

"Rick stop it!.....STOP IT!" she hissed urgently, yet she did not scream. That was a good sign. As she struggled underneath me, I slowly undid all of her buttons, exposing her bare flesh beneath. I kiss her hard again, my weight on her as my hands start to grope her bare flesh, feeling her belly and her sides as she squirms desperately beneath me. My hands slid up to her tits, restrained by her bra as she went wild, trying to buck me off, but our size difference prevented that. Pressing my mouth hard against hers, with the back of her head against the desk, she could not even protest as my hands slid around her back, and reached for the clasp of her bra. It took a moment, no matter how many times I did that I never really became proficient at undoing bras. When I did manage to unclip it, I slid it up and then broke the kiss, pulling back so I could admire them.

Her immediate reaction was to try to cover them, but I grabbed both wrists and pined them above her head with one hand and enjoyed the view. They were quite nice actually. Fairly sizable for such a small woman.

"Rick you have no idea how much trouble you are getting into!" she said furiously, glaring at me with both fear and outrage.

"Why don't you scream then?" I asked. "Of course then I'll start screaming, saying I confronted you with the evidence of your fraud and you tried to come on to me to buy my silence"

"Nobody would believe that" she retorted angrily.

"Then scream" I replied flatly. She opened her mouth, then paused. I smirked. Reaching for the nicely rounded breast, I placed my hand on the left one as she struggled. I massaged it, and rubbed it, as she got a look of disgusted shock on her face, while I pinched a nipple.

"Holy shit Ms Huang, you have one rocking set of tits here!" I said smirking, as she glared daggers at me. She couldn't stop me and she knew it.

Still massaging her tit, I leaned forward and took her right nipple into my mouth as she tried pushing my head away.

"Rick please, stop!" she almost whined.

"No" I replied playfully as I smirked at her, and then went back to using my mouth on that marvellous breast. As I did this, my right hand slid down her body, over her skirt until it contacted her thigh, which unfortunately was covered with nylons. I thrust my hand aggressively under her skirt, riding it up her thigh as I brought it to her right ass cheek. This of course caused her struggles to renew.

"Rick, what the hell are you doing! For gods sake, stop it!....Please!" She looked at me trying to seem angry but more looking vulnerable.

"Surely you didn't think I was going to settle for a tittie feel?", I said as I groped her ass. As her skirt was up far enough, I pushed a leg in between hers and forced my way in, pressing my crotch against hers as she struggled wildly. I planted my mouth on hers, and kissed her, pinning her down as my hand mauled her ass through her nylons, and I ground myself against her. As I had a considerable amount of weight over her, and merely had to lay on her, I was using no energy. She however was using all she had to throw me off, yet still was not trying to elicit help. That was a good sign.

After awhile, her struggles weakened with fatigue, as I broke the kiss and looked down on my exhausted teacher. I slid my hand up further to the waistline of her nylons, and slid it under them and under her panty, and grabbed her bare buttock in my hand. For a stuck up science bitch, she had a great ass I must say. Nice and rounded, fleshy, yet firm without any unnecessary fleshiness. She went wild at this, trying to buck me off, yet she still wouldn't scream. Her eyes looked somewhat disoriented, as she had no idea how to handle the situation. She couldn't physically hold me off, yet she was too afraid of the consequences of screaming. Her sense of helplessness seemed to almost be paralyzing her. How quickly a normal morning, in her place of work had turned into a nightmare for her.

"Rick.....please...Rick" her voice whimpered as she looked at me in fear, her small hands still pushing futilely against my chest while I slid my other hand under her panties, and grasped her ass cheeks with both hands as I ground myself into her. Kissing her, forcing my tongue into her mouth, I ground my pelvis between her legs, dry humping her on her desk as I groped her delicious buttocks. She trembled and squirmed but she seemed to have become somewhat paralyzed with fear and shock, no longer really putting up and effective struggle......until my hand in her panties started to slide around to the front. That seemed to re-ignite her resistance.

"Rick don't!...DON"T!" she hissed as she tried to prevent me from getting access to her pussy.

Naturally I ignored her pleading and slid my hand around until I felt the curls of her pubic hair, soft and warm as she struggled.

"Rick....STOP!" she raised her voice more urgently.

Sliding through her soft curls, I brought the tip of my middle finger to it's target finding the foreword edge of her sex and thought in my excitement
Holy shit! I'm touching Ms Huangs vagina....her fucking pussy!!...Her Cunt!. She thrashed madly, yet did not scream as my finger slid eagerly along the fleshy crease. The look on her face was a mix of disgust, horror and shame as I started sliding my finger between her fleshy labia, feeling them part under my insistent pressure.

I took pleasure in her discomfort for several moments, sliding my finger along her crease, between her fleshy lips as she squirmed. I can't even imagine what must have been going through her mind as what started as a normal day lead to this moment where one of her least favourite students was crudely molesting her. Not wanting to wait too much longer I rammed two fingers deep into her. Despite her desire for discretion she couldn't help but cry out at that. Squirming fanatically she slapped me, but I held her fast and pulled her hair tight, bringing my lips to hers as I slid my fingers in and out, while my thumb probed for her clitoris. I groped her for several more moments, enjoying the sensation of my fingers being inside Mrs Huang's body.

She looked desperate and disgusted, leaning back over her desk with her student probing her depths against her will. I couldn't wait any longer and grabbed her panties and yanked them down to her knees. She reached down frantically to grab them when I pushed her back and then slapped her hard across the face. She gasped and froze in shock, her hand touching her cheek as I proceeded to bring her panties the rest of the way down yanking them past her feet as I grabbed each ankle one at a time taking them off the floor.

When I stood, she looked like a rabbit cornered by a python. Grabbing her hair, I yanked her head back and started kissing her hard on the mouth as she squirmed. My hands mauled her ass, her cunt and her tits. After digging my thumb deep into her twat I yanked it out and brought it up to my nose, inhaling exaggeratedly. Then I gave it a lick as she looked at me in utter revulsion.

"Fucking hot tasting pussy Cindy!....You don't mind me calling you Cindy as we have such a close relationship?" I smirked

"Rick, stop NOW!!!!" she hissed, some fury coming back to her eyes.

SLAP! Her head spun.

"Fuck you!" I hissed back. "You want me to keep your shameful secret, and I want that pussy! Make your choice!" She looked at me pathetically, almost as though trying to appeal to my sense of compassion. Stupid cunt.

Undoing my belt and jeans button, I started to lower my zipper.

The sound of my zipper made her jolt almost as if a loud sound had startled her. She stood there transfixed, not even trying to escape past me. Her mind racing, trying to think of a way out of this as her breath came in shallow gasps while she stood there on trembling legs, needing the desk for support.

As I lowered my pants, I felt the air start flowing around my straining male flesh. The release of coming out of the pants was immense, as my hardness could now stand freely, unrestrained by the jeans.

The whole scene was remarkably exciting. Yeah I know, of course being in the presence of a semi naked hottie is exciting, but the notion that I was standing here with my pants down and an erection jutting out right in front of Ms. Huang. This did not seem to be lost on her either but it was not excitement she felt.

What I saw on her face was fear. Total immobilizing fear. She couldn't physically stop me, and while under normal circumstances she could scream for help and it would come quickly, she knew she could not do that. I could see her mind racing, almost as though I could read her thoughts. her eyes darted around frantically, as though searching physically for salvation. Her mind was clearly racing in its denial, in its need to believe there was a way out of this. She was like a cornered rabbit, about to be devoured.

"Rick" she whimpered, barely a whisper.

Grabbing her hand I pulled it towards my cock and made her touch it, wrapping her fingers around it as she swallowed hard and emitted a squeak.

"Feel that Cindy? That's going up in to your cunt!" I stated aggressively

Her body trembled as she gasped tiny quivering breaths, terrified of the circumstances she found herself in for which she clearly knew there was no way out, yet much like a condemned prisoner she was still in the denial phase.

"Time for you to give up that pussy" I said as I pushed her backwards onto the desk and started pulling her legs apart.

looking down between her legs, she saw my hardness pointing towards her womanhood, as her eyes registered horror and her mouth gaped.

I however was quivering with excitement. I was about to fuck Ms. Huang....well, rape her really. I'm about to commit rape! I thought excitedly. I had always been a bit curious about rape. I mean I never thought it was something I would ever do, but deep down there was always a part of me that had found the idea intriguing.

Grasping my erection, I moved to line myself up with her snatch as she looked with eyes as wide as pie plates.

"Rick" she whimpered, "Please.....don't.....please?".

I paused to look at her

"You can't do this to me....please....not like this" she implored desperately, overcome by terror.

I stopped and paused letting the suspense build.

"OK....not like this" I said, starting to let her back up. As she started to stand, feeling something akin to relief, I suddenly spun her around violently, causing her to yelp as she was turned to face away from me. Then with a forceful shove, I pushed her face down on the desk, causing her to cry out as her face bumped against the desk.

"We'll do it like this instead!" I said as I kicked her legs apart. She tried to straighten up, but I shoved her violently a second time, and this time she jut froze. Grabbing her hair I yanked her head back and brought my mouth close to her ear.

"Since you are a lying bitch dog..." I hissed menacingly, "I'm going to fuck you like a dog!"

With that I pushed her face down hard against the desk. Kicking her legs apart, I gave her a really hard slap on the ass, making her cry out again.

Grasping her buttocks, I spread them as she repeatedly whined "No....no....no" like a mantra.

Grasping my hardness, I gently brought it to her right butt cheek, gently stroking it over the rounded mound, and then sliding it along to her inner thigh as I quivered from the contact. Slowly I brought to towards her tender flower, letting the suspense build until I finally found my target. The feel of my head touching against her outer lips almost caused my legs to buckle.

Holy fuck! My cock is touching Ms Huang's cunt!. Literally thinking those words had my heart racing with nervous excitement. I was committing a serious crime, and against my own teacher....but deep down I know I would get away with it.

I slid it up and down, as she emitted a long squeaking whine of anguish. When I finally started to press against her I simply could not penetrate even a bit as she was too dry.

"What the fuck? You're not horny like a dog?" I said sarcastically.

Reaching forward to her face, I thrust two fingers in her mouth, causing her to gag, as I swirled them around for a few seconds, getting saliva on them.

"Like the taste of your cunt Cindy?" I asked. Taking the two wet fingers I jammed them violently up into her snatch from behind, causing her to yelp and try to pull away. Twisting them around, I pulled them out, and rubbed some of the wetness over the head of my cock.

Lining up again, I pressed my head against her now moistened labia. Pressing firmly, I felt her flesh initially resist for the briefest moment before yielding to the unrelenting hardness pressing against it as I saw my head slip into her gripping womanhood. A high pitched whine escaped her lips as she trembled in shock at the violation of her body.

She was still quite dry, but so long as the head was in, I could force the rest in dry without any serious pain. Well, at least not for me. Grasping her hair, I pulled her head back uncomfortably.

"Fuck you!" I hissed, before driving my hips forward in a savage thrust, jamming a few inches into her dryness as she cried out from the violence and pain of the penetration.

I worried her cry might be hear so I clamped a hand over her mouth, and then drove forward again, causing another scream that was muffled by my hand. It took a few more violent shoves of my hips, before I managed to get it all into her. Pausing I reveled in the physical sensation of her innards grasping me, and the thrill of knowing that this was Ms. Huang who was bent over with my cock buried in her snatch.

"Fuck, you got a great snatch Ms. Huang!" I mocked.

Drawing back, I slid myself out until only the head remained, and then I thrust back in deep, causing another yelp. I started sliding in and out of her, reveling in her horrified reaction to the intercourse. Her body's natural defence mechanisms caused her to lubricate quite quickly even though she was not at all aroused.

I started aggressively using her body, gripping her hips tightly with my fingers as I drove myself into her body, invading her, conquering her. She on the other hand quickly stopped resisting and just lay there in shock, her face off to one side as she stared blankly, just trying to block out the feel of the hardened appendage relentless deep into her most intimate bodily space.

"Would you have ever imagined when you woke up this morning that you'd be bent over a desk with my cock up inside your cunt?" I asked as my pelvis repeatedly slapped against her buttocks.

"When was the last time anybody tapped this hot little snatch anyway? Was it way back when you got knocked up by your professor, or have other men been jamming themselves into this little stink hole of yours?". I loved being able to talk to her like that as I fucked her. Just to torment her further.

I had only been fucking her for about a couple of minutes and knew I was going to come soon. I was too excited to last long, but that was fine. Speeding up, I pulled her hair back even tighter. I had never came inside a girl before. I had either used condoms, or I had pulled out on the few occasions that girls would let me go bareback, but I had never felt the pleasure of just letting myself come inside a girls pussy so this was about to be a first.

"Here it comes sweetheart!" I said as I sped up a little more, aggressively driving myself into her depths until I felt my orgasm start at which point I drive my length in and held it there as I started to spasm, my seed spurting into her. Pressing my lips against her ear as I released my fluids into her body I whispered;

"Feel that Cindy? I'm coming inside you! Want to have another baby?". I laughed because if she was not on the pill, she would get an abortion if she conceived. I held myself there as the orgasm subsided, my last few squirts and dribbles releasing into her body.

After it passed, I sagged, breathing hard.

"Loved fucking that hot little snatch Cindy", I said standing. Bringing back my hand, I spanked her ass hard, causing a flinch and a yelp before I slid myself out of her. She stayed there frozen for a few seconds before tentatively raising herself up onto unsteady legs.

Turning she faced me, unable to make eye contact.

SLAP!...her head spun from the contact. She looked at my shocked, with a facial expression that said "why".

"Because I can" I replied to the unasked question.

"Get dressed" I said, gesturing to the time. "We need to get to class". As she tentatively dressed, pulling her panties on I could see her cringe at the feel of my fluids already starting to leak out into her panties.

As we went to exit the room, she went for her purse.

'Leave it. You can get it after school". I wanted her to have a reason to come here after school, because I wanted another shot at that pussy. As we exited her office and went down the small corridor leading to the main hallway, we walked together until she went to turn. towards the faculty bathroom. I knew she wanted to try to clean herself off down there as best she could.

"Uh-uh....wait to later. For now you'll just have to enjoy the feel of my cum dribbling out of your snatch into your panties". She looked for a moment like she was about to throw up as she shuddered.

As we headed into class, I looked forward to her trying to act normal in front of students after having just been fucked by one.

The school day then started like any other. She took attendance, we listened to the announcements, and she then herself addressed the class. Every time we made eye contact I slid my hand over my crotch discretely and smirked.

She tried to avoid contact, but occasionally her eyes flickered past mine. We had math first thing so she had a full 50 minutes in my presence. After that I went to some other classes but saw her again after lunch during chemistry. I assumed she had tried to clean herself off as best as possible during lunch.

As the day neared end, I looked forward to tapping that snatch again.

It seemed like an eternity before the bell rang, and when it did I was already raring for another crack at that hot little bod of hers. I made my way to her office immediately, but had to wait as she had to deal with a few students first. After that she had to go deal with an administrative matter at a pre-scheduled faculty meeting but once that ended, she had to make her way back to her office. She must have been hoping I would have gone home, because she sagged visibly when she turned down the small corridor towards her remote office.

Smiling I waited for her to unlock her door and enter, as I followed.

Her shoulders sagged, as I walked in behind her. The trauma and humiliation of her earlier rape had her quite shaken, and naturally I was the last person she wanted to see right now. She had that look like she desperately just needed to be alone, but that was not going to happen.

"Miss me?" I asked with a smirk.

She didn't respond, merely looking at me with a look of hurt, shame, hate and fear.

It almost looked as though she was going to be sick. I genuinely hoped that didn't happen, because that would ruin what I had planned next. Stepping up close to her, I saw her cringe and flinch, disgusted and afraid by my presence.

"Well I missed you." I said with sarcastic tenderness. "I just couldn't stop thinking about that hot little cunt of yours", I said as she seemed to flinch at the word cunt.

"I want to fuck you once more before going home" I said, as she tried to shrivel away, her head shaking from side to side. I love the power reversal of being able to talk to her like this while she had to stand there and take it. Normally such a remark would be grounds for at the very least suspension but most likely expulsion. Instead she just trembled.

"Rick.....no" she squeaked pitifully. "You've ......had what you want.....now just....stop" she implored.

"Oh Cindy" I said tenderly, reaching out to gently stroke her face, as she flinched at the contact. "You really think putting out one time will suffice when I hold your future in my hands?" I said, before grabbing her hair in my hand and yanking her viciously towards me as she cried out. Nobody would hear us due to the outer door.

Planting my lips on hers, I started to kiss her passionately as she squirmed in my arms. Breaking the kiss I spoke.

"Use of your pussy is the daily rent for keeping your secret", I said, before grabbing her blouse and ripping it violently open, scattering buttons everywhere. I couldn't do this earlier as she had to wear it to class, but now when she left she would have a jacket covering her. She struggled feebly, as I grabbed her bra and started yanking hard, until it ripped and I yanked it off of her, leaving welts as she yelped in pain.

My hands then pulled her skirt up, as I mauled her ass, and boobs. Suddenly without warning, I threw her roughly to the ground, causing a yelp and then a thud as the wind was knocked out of her. Pouncing quickly, I pinned her with my weight before she could recover. She struggled but still would not scream for help. Grabbing her panties, I started to pull them down, as she tried to hang on to them, but a quick slap made her let go and I yanked them down past her ankles, exposing her for the pending assault.

Despite the helplessness of her situation, she still struggled, which made no sense, but she did it anyway. Yanking my pants down, I released my straining flesh from captivity, exposing to her again the hardened flesh that had violated her first thing this morning.

"Rick please" she whimpered, almost sobbing.

"Shut the fuck up" I hissed as I grabbed her thighs roughly, leaving bruises and yanked her legs viciously apart so I could situate myself between her thighs. Yanking them wide apart, I had her vulnerable and helpless to the flesh that was moments away from impaling her.

Grasping my hardness, I guided it to that tender little flower between her legs, touching it to the delicate fleshy folds guarding her opening. The feel of the tip pressing against her tender tissue had me incredibly excited, and I wasn't going to waste another second. Unlike the first time where I made the effort to get her a bit wet, it was time to dry fuck this bitch.

Ramming my hips forward with all my might, I barely managed to even lodge the tip inside her due to her dryness and it actually hurt quite a bit, but it was worse for her as evidenced by the agonized look on her face and her scream. I couldn't allow her to keep screaming like that so I clamped a hand over her mouth and then drove forward again, driving an inch or so into her dryness, as the muffled cry came through my hand.

With the head in, it became a bit easier, at least for me. I had to keep throwing my whole body weight forward with each thrust, gaining an inch at a time, each thrust matched by a muffled cry of pain as her eyes showed terror. After a few more violent thrusts I found myself balls deep inside of Ms. Huang, with my scrotum dangling against her ass as she lay there in shock beneath me, trying to mentally cope with this violation of her flesh without losing her mind.

Not wanting to waste any more time, I drew back and started fucking her with deep hard aggressive strokes, driving myself deeply and repeatedly into her feminine depths as she winced and whimpered beneath me.

I didn't bother with any dialogue this time. I just wanted to fuck her real hard like a savage and enjoy the feel of her inner flesh gripping me as I drove myself into her womanhood against her will. Much like my earlier fuck, I knew this wouldn't last that long, and that was fine. I wasn't here for a marathon. I just wanted to dominate her body. In that regard I wasn't disappointed. I was still almost in disbelief that I was in fact raping a woman....raping my own teacher. Normally such an act would result in me being led away in handcuffs shortly thereafter, but she knew I had her by the short and curlies, so she would remain silent about her shameful and brutal violation.

Pounding her cunt like a savage for a few more minutes I felt my orgasm about to happen, and pounded real hard a few more times before I released. As I did that I bit down on her shoulder, and pinched her left nipple real hard as I planted my shafted into her depths and delighted in the feel of releasing my genetic material into Ms. Huangs body as she cried out beneath me. After a few moments of exquisite release, I sagged on top if her, sweating as I felt my body relax. I lay on top of her for a few more minutes as she caught her breath, my flesh still inside her body.

Grabbing her hair tightly I spoke;

"Well, you just paid one days rent for my keeping your little secret". She looked at me in horror. "Tomorrow you will pay rent again, and then the next day and so on. Each day that hot little body of yours will be the rent paid for another day of you keeping your career."

Her eyes gaped in denial at what she was hearing. the thought of this ordeal being a regular event seemed horrifying to her.

"So get real used to the feel of my cock inside you, because from this day forward, you are my girlfriend, my wife, my lover, my concubine......my whore! So long as I own your secret I will fuck you like my own personal slut toy! I own your ass! Literally!"

With that I pulled out of her, and stood, leaving her laying there in shock, her legs still apart as she started off in space, seemingly trying to distance herself from the reality of the moment.

Pulling my pants up, I spoke again.

"So be here tomorrow early again. We'll have our mornings together, and our after school sessions. Hey, maybe sometimes I'll just come by for a quickie during lunch."

She started to stand on unsteady legs, her lower lip trembling.

"Oh....one more thing. I need my math grades to come up. The coach and my parents are busting my balls to see improvement. Nothing too drastic at first. I don't which to arouse suspicion. Just a gradual increase to get them off my back. You'll work it out I'm sure".

She looked horrified at the suggestion of something so unethical, but then stared at the floor again in defeat.

Pulling her in for one last kiss, I tasted her mouth as she just resigned herself to the abuse.

"This is going to be a wonderful school year. " I said with a friendly smile. "Come on, I'll walk you to your car".

As we left the office, I saw it was starting to rain. With her coat pulled tightly around her she walked awkwardly, probably due to soreness.

When we got there, I decided against any suggestive gestures or kisses, in case someone saw.

"OK, enjoy your evening Cindy. Oh....and wear some hot looking panties tomorrow".

Walking away I watched as she got into her car, and paused behind the wheel before starting her engine. She sat there in shock for several moments, before collapsing on the wheel, her body shuddering with sobs.

Smiling I walked away. It was going to be a wonderful school year.