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Teacher Pet [Sara x Nettik]

Being released, she got off her lap and panted as she held onto her desk for support. Her knees were still weak from the molestation. “How about we just don’t finish. If we stop now, we don’t have to continue with this shit, and we can forget it ever happened.” She huffed and straightened out her jacket and pants. Unlocking the doors, she was all too eager to just go home and be away from all this. “Look. This isn’t worth it.” She protested. "You won't get any satisfaction from being with someone who doesn't love you back. Sex without affection is pointless and empty. i don't care how much you use me, I'll never give you that satisfaction that you're really seeking."
 
When this was said Natalie looked furious and though she didn't yell her voice made that point perfectly clear, "You do not know me or what I am seeking you stupid woman... Now shut up and go home, I will not end this, though I may not come by tonight, I am not sure I can look at such a pathetic excuse for a teacher..." she said hurt deeply though she replaced it with anger, her mind almost blank, the words stinging her as she thought about how accurate that had been and she stood up shooing the teacher, "I said leave... We should not go at the same time..." she said the anger in her voice gone as she went towards her desk to get her bag, she would probably visit Alison tonight but if she did it wouldn't be a nice visit, she was angry, no more depressed, and she would not hold back now.
 
She blinked, seeing that it had really hurt Natalie. For some reason, she felt her heart drop a little. Hopefully she would come over. Not for her intended purpose, but so they could talk. Maybe she was just confused. After all, the school was a conservative Christian community. Homosexuals weren’t looked upon too kindly. “If you need to talk… Come on by.I think we need to talk….” She murmured before leaving.

Alison made it home and started making tea She needed her calm. Tea was a nice way for her to calm down, but she knew she was still going to be a bit edgy. It took more than earl grey to calm her form this day. She wondered if her owner was going to come by. Part of her did hope so, maybe just to give her a chance to really sort through her feelings. Before, she hadn't realized that Natalie may not have had a real relationship and was afraid of abandonment and rejection.
 
Natalie sat in the classroom for a few minutes after Ms. Briggs left and she got up sighing, "Need to talk my ass... I will make her mine..." the girl muttered and walked out of the classroom her backpack full of toys and such moving towards the entrance. Once out of the school she didn't go straight back to the apartments, she needed to get a drink and she knew just the place. She headed to a bar a few blocks from her place and since she knew the bartender she got a beer and relaxed enjoying the dulling that came with alcohol which she was a bit weak to.

Once she was slightly drunk she paid her tab and headed out the door towards the apartments, a good hour had passed and once she got back it was nearly 5 in the afternoon. She went to her door first and stumbled in slamming the door behind her which would obviously let Alison know she was back. Once inside the went to the kitchen and grabbed some water taking a sip and sighing, she was just running away again, running from the problem at hand like she always did when it came down to it, she just sat at the table and thought for a moment looking at the wall between her and Alison, "I wonder why she wants to talk... I am not letting her escape..." she said puffing her cheeks, she got really cute when she was drunk.
 
The sound of a nearby door slamming made Ms. Briggs jump a little. She was in her living room, lounging on her couch in a long, old tee-shirt and short shorts. Her pajamas, really. She didn’t want to relax and let her guard down, but she did need to relax after the day. With that girl home, she was still too conflicted about whether she wanted the girl to come over to talk or not. On one hand, she could get raped. On the other, she could help a child who desperately needed someone to talk to about the trials of being homosexual. All she could really hope for was that Natalie didn’t do anything drastic. They had had quite a fight, and it was only natural that Natalie would have been upset, but that girl seemed to be know for making rather extreme moves.
 
Natalie grabbed her bag and puffed up her cheeks staring at her own door for a moment before she nodded and opened it clumsily moving outside and stumbling a bit as she reacher Alison's door which she opened since it was unlocked and let herself in. She made her way to the living room a cute pink tint on her cheeks from the alcohol and she just stared at Alison, the glasses on her nose slipping down a bit causing her to push them up and seeming to get her to start talking. "Well Ms. Briggs... I suppose you know why I am here... I am going to make you mine and I won't take no for an answer, do you understand?" she asked her voice not showing much if any signs of her being drunk.

After saying this she put the bad on the floor and knelt down, her legs spreading on the floor and her bags falling over her face as she rummaged through it. She bit her lower lip and a happy expression hit her face as she found the items she wanted, "Tonight we're using there..." she said pulling out a blindfold, a gag, and handcuffs, "These of course are to let me have my way with you without you being able to complain ya see..." she said looking up at Alison for a reaction, she loved seeing the reactions of her little ideas. Though when she looked up she looked sexy as hell and she had a look in her eyes that showed her hunger for the beautiful teacher.
 
The door just popped open, making Alison jump a little from her relaxed position on the couch. She watched as the pink-cheeked girl started unloading a whole bag of rather suggestive items. Considering she’d seen a few this morning, she was not too surprised. But something was wrong with her. “Natalie, dear… We need to talk. Put those away for a moment.” She spoke calmly, even compassionately. Alison didn’t want the girl to be too distracted with her “toys” to not pay attention.

“Come over and sit with me dear.” Ms. Briggs spoke like she had some sort of authority of the girl. “I treated you badly earlier. Your behavior really put me off. But I realized you’re rather confused about your sexuality. You are a lesbian, and you’re in an environment that doesn’t condone it. But it is natural, and it can be a beautiful thing. You told me your parents aren’t around too often either. So you haven’t had anyone to really talk about this with. I’m here for you. I’ll gladly give you all the advice I can.” Alison looked at the girl, trying to lock eyes. “While I’m flattered you have a crush on me, you’re going about this in a completely bad way. I think you’re afraid of rejection, and being outed by the one you think you’re in love with. But hun, I would never try to hurt you. It’s just that it can’t be this way between us. Rejection is a natural part of dating. I know you’re afraid of being left alone because of your parents, but tying your crush up won’t help you. You just have to take a deep breath, realize it wasn’t meant to be, maybe eat a pint of ice cream, and move on to better things.”
 
Natalie had walked over and stood over Alison as she talked and when she finished her speech of sorts Natalie just giggled, "You really think I need advice, do you really think if for the first time I find something I want no matter the reason I will just give up and eat some ice cream. Well if so you are sorely mistaken, see this is how it goes in my head... I will be taking you, I will make you feel so good you won't believe it, now there are only three scenarios past that point. One you may one day fall for me in which case that would be amazing but unlikely, second you learn to enjoy the sex and since we do live in a non-condoning environment we pleasure each other as mere sexual partners. Lastly it can end with you abandoning me if you find another job, just leaving, in which case I will be disappointed but no doubt move on..."

Taking the handcuffs Natalie hooked Alison's right wrist and then mounted her, forcing the hands behind her back before hooking the left one with the other handcuff so she couldn't struggle as much. Now that she was this close the alcohol while not strong could be smelt on her breath and she would be obvious now, though she was much cuter than usual and she leaned in to speak in Alison's ear, her lips touching the delicate flesh, "So tell me... Do you want it soft of rough beautiful?"
 
Natalie was still calm and collected in her drunkenness, and her cold logic made Alison blink in surprise. “R-Really? It’s just that clear-cut in your head? What if the police come? What if you get bored? What if the school finds out?” She asked, suddenly finding the girl sitting on her, pinning her body and cuffing her hands. Then the alcohol smell hit her nose. “Oh dear no… You’ve been drinking. First off girl, since sex seems to be your focus here, I’m going to tell you it doesn’t feel nearly as good when you’re drunk. But you’re also way underage and that stuff can really hurt you.” She grimaced herself as she tried to shift herself into a more comfortable spot, feeling the metal pressing into her back.

“I don’t want it. At all.” She protested, her body jolting as the lips brushed against her earlobe. Alison knew that Natalie had figured out that weak point. Even drunk, she was taking advantage of it.
 
Natalie didn't take no for an answer and she nibbled on the ear lobe giving it a rather hard bite before retreating to her feet again and taking the gag and blindfold in her hands, "Well if you refuse to answer me beautiful I am going with rough and I won't stop until you cum... Now open wide love..." she said straddling her against and waiting to put the ball gag into the sexy teachers mouth, the thought itself making Natalie wetter. That was not all though, she would be taking her tonight, exploring the body underneath her and just knowing that was almost too much for her to resist, her hands wanting to just rip the clothing off, but no she wouldn't, she only needed to reach up under the shirt since her teacher was handcuffed and she could remove her bottoms as she liked. "Open..." she demanded again in a very demanding voice and she would force it in if she had to.
 
“Stop doing this. You’re only hurting-“ Ball gags had a new slogan: “Ball gags… Shut that bitch up.” And as the gag was pushed into her mouth, she was reduced to murmured protests that Natalie had no chance of figuring out. She squirmed against the binds, now starting to get quite a look of fear in her eyes. Natalie had said rough, and Alison wasn’t used to that. She had been professing the virtues of “making love” after all. With her restrained and gagged, there was no nothing she could do to get free. The teacher was flexible, having been a causal gymnast in her school days, but she didn’t think she could flex her way out of her bonds, or even in a way to get the handcuffs in front of her body.
 
Natalie smiled and nipped the womans earlobe one more time before bringing the black cloth to the womans face, tying it around her eyes to block all sight tightly enough so it would not fall off of her face anytime soon. It was beginning and now that Natalie had her like this she was not going to back down an inch. She got off her teacher and stepped back admiring her own handiwork, then without another seconds hesitation she stepped forward and began to remove the bottom pieces of clothing from Alison's body. Once that was accomplished she stepped back again looking at the bare beautiful legs and the tight lips of her womanhood a sense of lust washing over her at this point. "Teach... I just want to say before I begin to really make you feel good... You have one of the best bodies I have ever had the pleasure to lay eyes on..." she said and then got on her hands and knees, her mouth moving the the crotch and she dug in, her mouth going straight for the womanhood, her tongue shoving inside roughly and it moved like she had done this plenty of times before, the twirl and speed was not amateurish. Not only that but as she was doing that she struggled to get two of her slender fingers to the clit and began stimulating it slowly, taking her time.
 
While Natalie was happy as a clam, Alison was starting to feel afraid. She couldn’t see anything. She couldn’t move. She couldn’t speak. Natalie had her tied down securely and helplessly as she felt her shorts and panties being nearly ripped off. In actuality it had been more gentle, but without her eyes, she felt like it was more savage. And even the words of admiration were no consolation as she felt something press into her thighs and bring a familiar wetness and warmth inside her. She cried out against her ball gag, her body reacting favorably for the teenager. The blindfold had made her feel so much more intense. And as much as she didn’t want to admit it, Alison could tell that Natalie had gotten some sort of practice, or was the most amazing first-timer ever.
 
Natalie had indeed gotten practice, this was not the first lesbian relationship she had been in which was one reason the whole speech earlier hadn't phased her that much, besides it wasn't a big deal to her, in her mind her future was already bleak since she didn't care and all she wanted was the now, that was why she was pursuing Alison so hard, for the first time she wanted something that wasn't just in the now, something that would have a future whether it be a good one or not. As she continued though her tongue got even more intense, plunging in deeply and hitting all of the sensitive spots she could find, her fingers however were being slightly more cruel and she pinched down on the clit, something that would be painful but make it so much more sensitive as she moved on and began rolling it between her fingers, the small bit of flesh perfectly maneuverer between her delicate fingers. This combined with knowing the teacher liked it from the juices she was tasted made it all worth it, made her excited, and allowed her to keep the pace without faltering, waiting to see how long her teacher could last.
 
The fighting spirit of the teacher was waning. Not from the sensations that were being forced through her, but from trying to help the girl, only to be metaphorically bitch slapped and tied up, becoming nothing more than oral practice. And Natalie needed no practice. That tongue knew a lot of prefect spots to toy over, and it was only a matter of time. Thankfully, the shock of being pinched on her clit made her jolt with a short scream of displeasure, not liking the pain. It was enough to dull her sense of pleasure for a moment, unaware of the sensitivity it was going to bring later. Her body rolled some, helplessly resisting the face between her legs. But between being bound and Natalie's willingness to do anything to nonconsentually fuck her teacher, it was pointless. She was the girl's toy now, and she was starting to give up. The realization made her cry a little, tears blocked off the the blindfold as she whimpered with the rough sex.
 
Natalie was enjoying this thoroughly but she didn't enjoy it as much when she heard the teachers gentle tears, she was cold, mean, yes a bitch but she really didn't like making people cry. She would rather the woman accept the pleasure she was being given, something she no doubt wanted on an instinctual level. It was too late now though she had decided to do this and since she was already pleasuring Alison she continued without any more delay. Her tongue continued to swirl around, the soft folds of Ms. Briggs womanhood a pleasant warm feeling that she was really starting to like. Her fingers were now gently rolling the clit between them to make a very sensitive jolting pleasure for the teacher, no more pain, and it wouldn't take long to become something wonderful. Then her other hand went to increase the pleasure further, maneuvering its way up the shirt and to one of the beasts, it slipped under the bra and began massaging it with skill, the flesh soft in her hands and the nipple firm under her thumb which started to rub over the pink bead gently. She stopped eating her out for just long enough to say something before she continued the skilled labor, "You know teach, you should just enjoy this..." Then she continued not planning on stopping again until the body she was taking the utmost interest in was pleased.
 
While she had started crying some, her body was definitely in a different state, her body writhing from the tongue inside her. Helpless, all she could do was try to think, or feel every little detail of the tongue probing her while those fingers tweaked and ground into her clit. And thinking was getting rather hard with her body aching, heat building up inside her to the point where that's all she could feel, pleasure and the coming climax that she didn't want. Being told to enjoy it didn't really help, but it did make her think about the sex she was receiving, making her think of every little detail. In a conscious way, she was trying to resist every little touch, but in a dark corner of her mind, she enjoyed every excruciating touch, lighting her nerves on fire and eliciting choked whimpers against the gag plugging her mouth.
 
Natalie could start to see the pleasure and hear the noises that told her how much Alison really liked this, her body being honest despite her protests but it didn't matter she wasn't going to stop, she would win this beautiful vision over as her slave first and then maybe in the future her lover, though even if that never happened she had her now. Her hand stopped tormenting the clit and moved to her breast like the other hand and now she was massaging them both, her fingers playing with the nipples and rubbing them against the fabric of Alison's own shirt knowing they would become sensitive if she continued. All the while her tongue was still working and she began to suck on her teachers womanhood enjoying the flavor of her juices as she pleasured the woman, she knew she was giving in and hoped soon she would be able to get her off and have even more influence.
 
Natalie didn't know just how sensitive her teacher's body was already, arching and aching for more even as her mind tried to tell her no. She whimpered and cried out as much as she could given the gag, but nothing was stopping what she knew was ultimately coming. Her. With a deep trembling, her body arched sharply and rolled, a flooding of her own satisfaction pouring forth to meet with the woman who was taking her involuntarily. Her juices came in a wet inundation, plentiful for the woman that had decided that Alison was property rather than human.
 
Natalie's eyes popped open as her teacher came but she reacted quickly her mouth taking as much of the juices down as she could handle, the rest on her chin and her teachers thighs and once it all ended she swallowed what she had and began licking up the rest off of Alison's skin. Her hands slipped out of the shirt and up to the gag releasing it and once she had cleaned her teacher off she stood up and straddled the woman. She kissed her, her tongue slipping into Alison's mouth as she reached back to take the cuffs off and then removed the blindfold throwing them to the side as she pulled away from the kiss, "I really like you teach..." she said smirking as she pushed her glasses up again with one finger as she bit on her lip.
 
Natalie finished up as a good lover would, cleaning her mess and undoing the gag. But rather than protest, all she could do was pant and gasp for air. The gag hadn't made it impossible to breathe, just hard to while she was whimpering helplessly. The kiss was met with breathy gasps, a one-sided affair that ended with the taste of herself in Alison's mouth. It was normally a taste she liked from her lovers. Now she didn't know what to think. It was all so awkward now. She'd just come while being taken without consent. And her body and her mind were telling her entirely different things now.
 
Natalie sighed when Alison didn't say anything and at the confusion she could see in the woman, knowing her head and body had to be reacting differently and she accepted it would not be that easy to catch her teachers heart, "Well... I suppose I will go back to my place, see you tomorrow sexy..." she said leaning in and kissing her once more quick and gentle before getting up and grabbing her toys and bag and smiling to the woman one last time before she finished getting her stuff and ran out the door and to her place right next door without any more delay or even caring what she should have done, instead she went to her room and plopped on the bed and made a decision in her head, she was going to prove herself to Alison... She would never get below an A again and see if it impressed her new pet, besides it would take her hardly any effort since she never did anything and got A's on all the tests, her grades were only low because she never did homework. She couldn't help but ask herself one thing though, would Alison ever actually come around?
 
Why? All Alison could ask herself is why. Why did she enjoy it enough to climax? Why didn't Natalie want her own orgasm? Why was Natalie so insistent on owning the teacher? Why was this happening to her? Alison felt herself crying a little more, scared and confused at the situation at hand. Alison had just up and left her after wards. The girl was confusing her to no end and that was the worst part of it. She wanted to know why exactly she hadn't just picked up a phone and called the cops. What was so different about Natalie that she didn't just turn her in, and get on with her life.

After some time to herself, she made herself a small dinner, thinking she'd just sleep on it and deal with the confusion later.
 
Natalie fell asleep early after watching some TV and right before she fell asleep she had got herself off thinking about Alison the entire time, her body hot just from the thoughts of the beautiful teacher, the mature beauty. She didn't sleep long though, waking up really early, almost 5 am and she slid out of bed, her panties still off after last night and she smiled, "Alison..." she just said her name and bit her lower lip excited about what the next few days would have in store.

Once she got awake she went and took a nice long shower, making sure she smelt like flowers from her shampoo and perfume, a sweet scent to her that made almost anyone who smelt her go wild since it matched her looks as well. Once that was taken care of she dressed, in jeans and a cute shot sleeved white button up blouse. Once she was dressed she grabbed her glasses and slipped them up to the bridge of her nose and went to make breakfast thinking she might as well eat before she went over constantly looking at herself in a mirror making sure she looked good and even tying her hair into a ponytail as she ate thinking it matched her current look better.
 
Alison woke and took her shower, taking a little longer than usual. She dressed today in a long pencil dress that went to her knees, dark stockings, a pretty white blouse with a ruffled neck, and a jacket that matched her dress. Alison found herself tying a bow around the collar, leaving a little black ribbon about her neck. The ruffled collar covered the choker some in the fluffy white. She found herself skipping breakfast, not feeling all that hungry this morning. She just wanted to do her work at school and be done, but she also didn't want to look like she didn't care anymore.
 
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