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Pinewood Academy (Marie and myself)

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It was finally the day and Peter was quite excited about it. This little perk was the reason that he had applied for this job in the first place. It was a strange thing considering with his looks and charm he knew he could have just about any woman that he wanted, including a pick of the students that he would soon be teaching.

But after a rather messy divorce that involved the thirty five year old history professor finding his wife in bed with another man he craved quite a bit more then just sex or a relationship, he had wanted control, to be able to do whatever he wanted to the young lady of his choice and with her having no choice but to let him use her however he liked. After expressing this desire to his mentor at the University the older man had recommended that he applied for a job at Pinewood Academy. His friend had even done him the favor of arranging for him to have first pick among the crop of young women under the 'scholarship program'.

He intended to be cruel, to use and abuse the body of the young woman whom he picked out. Dressed in a modest brown suit with a tweed jacked he now watched the young women arranged in the library. He didn't know what he was looking for just like they had no idea what they were in for. It would have probably been best he had thought over what he would like before he chose but now that he was here perhaps the spur of the moment choice would work out best.

Then he saw her, he couldn't say what it was about her but she stood out to him in a way that he couldn't describe. Licking his lips hungrily he advanced on her, ready to take her as soon as he could.
 
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JoAnna Wells, better known by her nickname JoJo was 17 years old. She had finally been accepted at Pinewood Academy. She had never been able to due to familys financial situation, but when news of a new "scholarship program" appeared she was one of the first accepted due to intelligence. She had already been accepted to a variety colleges, including Harvard Law and Princeton to name a few. She was extraordinarily gifted in science, math, and english. But she was also homeschooled. And very much innocent. Wearing her purity ring on her left ring finger, symbolizing her dedication.

She was raised in a very strict Christian family, you got good grades, didn't date, and stayed away from things that could get you in trouble. She was the youngest of 4, all male older brothers. So she had grown up around men. But somehow she was still a very feminine young woman. Dressing to flatter her figure, but still be modest. She stood in the library, she had been told that there was a special condition to being chosen for the scholarship program, but hadn't been told what this condition. But she was willing to do almost anything to stay there, almost. That day, she had decided on a skirt that cut off jsut above her knees, showing a moderate amount of leg, a black tank tank top with a relative high neck line, a black and red checkered jacket with a fur hood, and a pair of cute knee high Chuck Taylors that were black wit red trim. Matching the red of her outfit.
 
He didn't approach his chosen victim right away, instead taking a moment to flip through the file that he held in his hands. In it was the name and a picture of each and every young woman in that room along with a small profile about them. It was then that he knew what stood out about her, while she dressed in a way that didn't really stand out from the way others did there was something innocent about her and her little file seemed to indicate that.

He chuckled a little bit when he read that she had been home schooled and if he wasn't mistaken that ring on her finger was one of those purity rings popular among certain religious groups. If she was as dedicated to her chastity as that ring might indicate then he would be able to do more then just control her, he would manipulate her, he would own her.

“Miss Wells.” He said as he approached her, tucking the folder under his arms as he put on the act of a normal faculty member, no reason to tip people off too soon. “I am Peter Brewer, I will be your faculty sponsor, if you would please follow me I will show you to where you will be staying.”
 
JoJo looked up and smiled as a faculty member came over and introduced himself as her faculty sponsor. She said he show her where she was staying. She nodded as she quickly picked up her bags. She wasn't about to leave them behind. She had a couple bags. Clothes, pictures, toiletries, the necessities as it were. She followed him down the hall. She had no idea what to expect. She wasn't sure if she should say anything or not. She had always been fairly shy. And not knowing him made it all the worse. She also didn't wanna mess up and get in trouble on her first day.

Classes wouldn't start till the following day, but the students generally arrived a day early so they could get settled in and relax for a day before ther classes started. She was extremely excited to be there. They had so much more equipment in the sciene labs, and more resources, Kindles in the english department rather then handing out books. It was so much more up to date then the public schools. Though, it did feel weird being so far away from home. She was a small town Southern girl. A town of no more then three hundred people. Everyone knew every, and the fact that she'd been accepted to Pinewood had made all of the teachers and most everyone in the town ecstatic. That someone from their little town was going away to such a prestigeous school.
 
One nice thing about the school was how little distance there was between the library building and where he lived in the modest home that the school provided for him. He had to wonder if that was why they had the selections in the library, so that the teachers didn't have to waste a whole lot of time from the moment they chose their student to the moment that they had them naked and working to keep that scholarship.

It didn't take long to reach the front door of his home, a modest two story three bedroom house and as he unlocked the door he spoke again, having kept to himself and his perverse thoughts as he was walking. “I saw in your file that you have been granted early acceptance to Harvard right after you graduate.” He said with a small smile as he unlocked the door and held it open for her. “This is a wonderful coincidence, until very recently I was a professor of history there and retain quite a few contacts... if you are willing to work hard then I would be more then happy to get a hold of those contacts in order to help you out.” One more thing he could use to twist and control her, she would happily do whatever he wanted if it would help her advance.

"Are you willing to do whatever it takes Joanna?"
 
"Well, I was also an early acceptence to multiple other schools. Harvard Law being among them, as well as Princeton, Yale, Duke, and the University of Florida. I haven't chosen yet. But of course they're all very good schools. And only some that are offering full ride scholarships. Mostly academic, but the University of Florida is a athletic scholarship for softball," JoJo smiled. She loved to talk about school, it was one thing that made her happy. It was where she could be herself, and not have to please everyone. She had no idea that he was implying that she would have to sleep with him for this.

"Of course academic wise I am willing to do whatever is takes. Long nights studying, homework for hours, extra courses. All things I already do to make sure I'm ready for college so I can get ahead," she said. She looked away, a small blush coming across her cheeks. She realized she sounded like a total nerd. She usually tried to avoid sounding like a nerd, but somehow managed to twist her words and sound like one anyway.
 
He grunted as she mentioned the other schools, he had gone to Harvard, earned his doctorate, and became a professor there. There was a whole lot of school pride when it came to his alumnus. “Trust me, Harvard is the best of the options.” He said as he studied her blush, somehow it made her even more attractive and caused his hardening cock to twitch in his pants, it was becoming more evident every moment. Of course saying that could would do anything 'academic wise' wasn't nearly enough for his tastes, he would need to let her know about the conditions.

“Thats admirable.” He praised her with the nicest smile he could put on his face as a hand on her back gently pushed her into the door. “But it takes a little bit more then just academic dedication to get ahead in life. Your scholarship has a few rider conditions that you might not be aware of, while you are at this school I will essentially be your guardian and you will be helping out around the house, doing a little cooking or cleaning or anything else that I might need, is that understood?”
 
JoJo heard him grunt, no surprise, most teachers pushed their Alma Matar. Some harder then others. She gasped when he pushed her into the door. "Of course, I xook and clean when I'm at home. I will also do laundry, or dishes. Vacuum. Anything you need me to do around the house, please just ask," JoJo smiled. She was so innocent. Not suspecting that he meant other things at well. Things that compromised her beliefs, and everything she stood for. Things she wasn't sure her family would ever forgive her for should they ever find out.

Of course, it wasn't like she hadn't looked at men in that way before. There were guys she had considered to be potential dates for after she turned 18. They were very handsome, but also were very smart, much like her, but never ocne had she ever thought of them in a sexual way. It was most likely caused by her background and her parents raising her with the mentality that "Sex before marriage is a sin. Until your wedding night, do not bed a man. Otherwise surely unless you seek forgiveness you will burn in hell."
 
He wondered if he could wait to get her up to the room that he had prepared especially for her, of course his own room would be an option but he also wanted to give her somewhere that she could feel at him. Of course the fact that the room contained a glass case displaying different little toys that he intended to use on her and ropes already on the bed meant nothing at all, it was just a way to help show her what her place was.

But as she said anything he needed would just have to be asked for he knew that he had her right where he wanted her. “Well there is something that I need you to do right away.” He said with a grin as he locked the door behind them, keeping her from running away. “And I hope you understand that if you don't do as I ask I will have the school cut your scholarship, turn it over to someone else... and send the schools that accepted you very unfavorable opinions.” His grin grew even wider, knowing that he had her where he wanted her as he started to unzip his pants. “I want you to suck my cock... no I need you to.”
 
"Bu..but that's immoral, it's wrong," JoJo said looking up at him. She had never even kissed a man aside from her father. Let alone done anything sexual with them. She wouldn't know how to suck him even if her morals would've allowed her. "I wear my purity ring for a reason. I have never even had my first kiss, let alone what you talk about. My parents would disown if they found out that this was what I was required to do to keep this scholarship...."

She bit her lip, if he could take her scholarship for not doing this she almost didn't want it. But at the same time, if it meant staying at Pinewood, she knew she had to. "I...um, I'll be honest. I don't know how.... Could you....instruct me maybe? Ju...just tell me what to do?" She asked softly. Her gorgeous eyes seemed so much more niave and innocent now then they ever did. Looking up at him she bit her lip gently. Hoping he'd at least let her retain her virginity. So she wouldn't be as ashamed of herself.
 
She really did have striking eyes, he would really enjoy forcing her to look up into his eyes, meeting those lovely little orbs with his own as she took him deep into her throat. It seemed that she was as innocent as he had hoped she would be, teaching her to suck his cock when she had never even been kissed was about as perfect as he could hope. He had decided right then and there that he would make sure to blow his load across her face and rub it in with the tip of his dick just to humiliate her a little more.

“You don't have to worry, your parents will never know.” He assured her while he thought about how long he would keep her virginity intact, probably not very long but it was an interesting thought to only use her ass and leave her lovely little cunt alone. “Now I am not going to say it a third time, get on your knees right now and suck my cock... start with your tongue and lick the entire shaft until it is hard, then you will take it into your mouth and bob your head. As long as you make sure I don't feel your teeth then you really can't screw that up.”
 
JoJo cringed as he commaned her, moving to her knees. In all honesty she was scared. She took him into her hand. It felt odd, not sure how to describe the feel of it. But she did as he told her to do. Licking slowly up and down the shaft, watching it get bigger with every lick. She wasn't sure exactly how big it was. But she wasn't about to try and guess. She wasn't going to try and fit all of that in her mouth either. There was just not possible way. The mouth just wasn't meant to take that much length. She had taken two years of anatomy. She knew she wouldn't be able to handle that much without setting off her gag reflex. Her gag reflex wasn't much of problem, as she'd never had much of one. It might be easier then she thought. She waited for him to get hard. She wasn't sure exactly how hard he wanted to be. So when she thought he was hard enough, she put him in her mouth. Only a little at first. Just the head for the first bit. Hoping to get used to it first before taking more.
 
It had been far to long since he had felt the touch of a woman, his ex wife hadn't slept with him for over a year and a half, even before he discovered her affair their marriage had been dying. As her tongue first touched him his entire body tensed as though a shock was running through his body, a jolt of intense pleasure. “Pay attention to the head and don't neglect my balls.” He instructed her while maintaining a mask of careful composure, not wanting to let on how much he was enjoying this.

It wasn't nearly enough for Peter though, while this slow and naive little bit of attention would eventually get him off it would take far to long and he wanted his release right away. “You will reach down into your skirt and pleasure yourself whenever you do this unless I direct you to do otherwise.” He ordered as he gripped the back of her head with his right and and pulled her mouth further down onto his cock, not caring in the least if she choked because he wanted to get off right away. “This is the day that starts the rest of your life Joanna, do a good job and you are set for life... if you ever fail to please me I will toss you aside to a less understanding faculty member, trade up for a more pleasing model.”
 
JoJo began feeling very used at that point. She gasped as his right hand pushed her down on his cock. Her gorgeous eyes going wide. She slowly reach down. Unsure even how to play with herself. She reached down into her skirt, coming from the was much easier. Letting her fingers begin rubbing herself. It was odd at first, but somewhat pleasureable. That's when she found the sensitive little bundle of nerves. She knew what it was, she knew enough about anatomy to know it was simple a whole bundle of nerves, which meant it was extremely sensitive. She began to focus on her clit. Moaning a little bit to her surprise. She wasn't sure how much of himself he had inside her mouth. She couldn't tell, but he was pressing firmly against the back of her throat. Thanking God she had little gag reflex, otherwise this would've been very, very difficult. She looked up at him. There was certainly some pleasure in what she was doing, but at the same time guilt had invaded her mind.
 
He couldn't hear her moan but he could feel it, the vibrations driving him wild as his cock slid deeper into her throat. He continued to push in, not bothering to take into account her own comfort as he pushed in deeper until his balls were resting against her chin. Instructing her to pleasure herself was just a small way to try to corrupt her, let her associate pleasure with pleasing him.

IT was all to much for him though, looking into her eyes as her throat squeezed him and she rubbed her cunt under her skirt, Peter wasn't able to hold back and wrapping his hand in her hair he began to fuck her face violently, he really couldn't help himself and as he drew closer to orgasm he thrust even harder, his balls slapping against her chin until finally he pulled out, tugging his cock a few times in front of her face until several long ropes of cum burst from his cock and onto her face.

“Not bad.” He grunted, breathing heavily. “That was just about perfect.” With the tip of his cock he began to smear the semen around a bit, over his lips and up under her eye.
 
JoJo gagged when he began violently thrusting into her throat. She wanted to push against his thighs, but she didn't wanna anger him. So she allowed him to do so, closing her eyes when she felt the first drop of his cum hit her. She didn't open her eyes up until he finished cumming. Nothing getting in her eyes as she looked up at him as he smeared his cum over her face. He praised her, but it wasn't what she wanted to hear. But she would deal with it. She removed her hand from her skirt. Feeling very guilty, and very ashamed of herself for doing this. She had a few tears in her eyes, but she hid them very well. She was shaking a bit, not sure whether it was from fear, or a small amount of pleasure she had recieved.
 
She was good at hiding her tears but Peter was quite sure that he saw some anyway, it hardly mattered though, he enjoyed the knowledge that he had done this to her. So much more was to come and every moment would bring some new level of degradation that Peter would enjoy inflicting on her. “You look good like that, maybe I will make you go to class like that.” He had heard that it wasn't usual for teachers to humiliate their charges by forcing them to attend class in some degrading way.

Zipping himself back up he looked down at her and sneered a little bit. “There is a bathroom down the hall, you will clean yourself up and remove your panties, once you have done this you will come upstairs to the second door and the right and crawling on your hands and knees present them too me.”

Without waiting to see how she would react to his command he instead went up the stairs and into the room he had told her to go to, her new bedroom.
 
JoJo went to the bathroom, looking in the mirror she didn't even recognize herself. She felt ashamed and dirty. She cleaned off, her make up smeared. She wasn't liking this one little bit. She took her underwear off. Taking one last look in the mirror and taking the chance to touch up her make up she made her way up the stairs, only crawling once she got up the stairs. She had her pink, lace panties in her hand as she crawled on her hands and knees into the room that looked like a bed room. She looked up at him, presenting her panties to him. They were hardly wet at all. But then again, she hadn't played with herself all that much, only enough to please him. And having never done it before, she hadn't done very well.
 
The room at a glance didn't look very abnormal, quite feminine and a bit immature with lots of pink and even a canopy hanging over the bed. But when you took a closer look you would see that it was a bit twisted, the closet which was open was full of different kinky costumes and lingerie for Joanna. There was also a cabinet in the corner, the glass case in the front showing a wide assortment of sex toys, from vibrators and plugs to paddles and gags. Even the bed had cuffs on each corner to hold her down in a variety of positions.

In front of all this Peter stood, bending and taking her panties from her. Raising them to his nose he sniffed them a little bit before dropping them on her face. “Not very moist.” He said, making sure he sound dissapointed. “You are going to have to do better if you want to enjoy getting fucked.”
 
JoJo looked away, she had dissapointed. Not good for her. She would have to work twice as hard to make up for it. Not something she wanted to think of. She had already disappointed her parents, or would if they ever found out. She would never tell them. And this man was going to ruin her for her eventual husband. She was glad she only had one year in which she had to put up with this abuse. And she certainly was re-thinking Harvard Law. If he was like this she would not want to imagine what the other professors there would be like. She tried not to think about it. Forcing herself to think of anything else to get her mind off of her present situation. She was being forced to be a sex slave for a scholarship. She wondered how they were allowed to do this, this couldn't be legal. After all, she was a minor.
 
She was a tad to serious, he would have to get her to loosen up and not just in the metaphorical sense. A sense of humor wouldn't really kill her and might even help her adjust to her new role a little bit better, not that her adjustment mattered to him but it would certainly make her a little easier to live with, its not as though he would be fucking her every hour of every day.

“You are going to have to say something sooner or later my little slut because if you don't offer me something of equal worth soon I will be fucking that virgin cunt of yours.” He warned with a grin, wanting to see what she would come up with and if she would beg. “Now why don't you take a look around the room, see what you like, what you might want to play with later on... maybe I will watch instead of joining in.”
 
JoJo wondered if he wanted her to keep crawling or not, she looked up at him. "Do you still want me to crawl?" JoJo asked softly. She had never been very outspoken. Her voice was soft, never very loud. Her eyes were so innocent. She wouldn't know what half of the toys were. But she would look at them, just so she could stay there. She didn't want to have to leave. She kept her eyes on him, her eyes almost seeming entrancing. But that was one thing she had always love, was the fact that her eyes could get her any multitude of things she wanted. Particularly with her parents.
 
Her question was, well it was a rather good one considering the power that he held over her. She wouldn't want to do anything that might piss him off or something, that would only get her into some real deep shit. Pretending to think about it for a moment he stroked his chin before nodding. “You can stand up if you like, but remove your top and if you are wearing a bra that had better come off as well.”
 
JoJo whimpered as he told her to take off her shirt and bra. She bit her lip, she stood up. Unzipping her jacket and sliding it off her shoulders. Laying it neatly on the bed. Followed by her shirt, she she lifted up agonizingly slowly. Laying it on the bed on top of the jacket. She bit her lip harder. Now she was fully exposed. Almost. Her black bra with light pink lace was the other thing that remained. She reached around behind her and unhooked it, letting it slide off her body. A blush painting her pale cheeks in a bright crimson red. Laying the bra on top of her shirt and jacket.
 
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