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A lesson for Teacher (BtP & Alleluia Green )

Bound To Pleasure

Bound To Pleasure

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Leroy Grand couldn't help but feel a nice warm glow of satisfaction. He just completed yet another day at his first full time teaching job. He had been running this class room for the past two weeks and he was enjoying every day here at the Hightop Boarding school for Girls. A beautiful boarding school for young women, it had a good reputation for educating girls from well-to-do families and the like. When he was hired he was told that a few of the girls ( about 10 percent of the enrolled student body ) were actually natural born Hermaphrodites, though he was told the many girls liked the term "futa". A Japanese word that made it sound exotic and trendy. The questioned him as to whether or not this would bother him, and while he thought it odd he had had no reason to hate anyone that for what they had between their legs.

While it was not painfully far for civilization, the nearest town being about a thirty minute drive away, Leroy gladly chose to live on campus. Not only was he getting a decent amount of pay from working at a fancy boarding school, but he was saving plenty of money on living expenses by living up on the large campus of the Boarding school.

Leroy sat in his chair as his students filed out of his class room as the final bell rung. Leroy was an attractive young man, Sandy blond hair kept just a little bit long. Such an length would often be called "shaggy", but it was styled in a way that still appeared professional. His eyes a nice bright blue, the kind of eyes that really popped, like looking at a expensive jewel. While not particularly masculine, and in fact had something of a slender build compared to your average young man, her was far from out of shape. He had been on diving team back on college, giving his body a nice defined musculature reserved for those with acrobatic skills.

Normally by now his class room would be empty and he would have packed up his things, but today was a little different. A student asked if he could stay after class, she had something she would like his to "address", as she put it. The noise of young girls tittering to one another slowly faded away as he looked up from his papers to see it was just him and this student. "So, how may I help you Miss...miss...I'm sorry, I'm still trying to learn all your names. Care to refresh my memory?"
 
"Amelia Brackwell."

She stood before his desk with her hands innocently behind her back, causing her modest breasts to push forward against the fabric of her white button-up shirt and black tie. She was a moderately curvy girl; nothing to gawk at, with gentle swelling hips and a narrow waist. Her breasts drew little attention in the locker rooms before gym class. It was what hung between her toned legs that tended to draw stares. Not because gynandromorphy was uncommon, but because, in simple terms, her dick was big. The other futas often admired and lovingly teased her about the ten-inch cock sprouting above her pretty pink pussy. Amelia blushed, and usually teased back.

Now, however, with her clothes on and her thick pleated skirt covering her lower half, there was no way to tell what she was packing. With her curly black hair caught back in a ponytail, and her pretty green eyes focused on her teacher, she looked perfectly the part of a normal girl.

"I was just wondering if I could ask you a question," she said. "It's just something I've been curious about..."
 
"Ah, yes, Miss Brackwell." he repeated to help get the name more firmly fixed in his mind. Name's had always been a weakness of Leroy's, they never seemed to stick unless he used them a lot and with so many students it was going to take a good deal of time for him to get the names down. Though now that he had the name his mind was recalling the information of the student, like his brain had a filing cabinet in it, scrolling causally through what he knew about Amelia Brackwell.

Though this was admittedly, not much, he was the new teacher after all. She was a lovely young woman, would likely only increase in beauty with age. She tended to be active and class and well liked by her fellow students. Nothing to indicate that she was any kind of bad apple, and while not nonexistent, the slacker students were very rare in establishments such as these.

"So, what is your question? I would be happy to enlighten you on any topic."
 
Amelia couldn't help but grin as he agreed to answer her question. From what little she had gleaned about his teacher from being in his class, he seemed the "goody-goody" type, willing to do whatever was needed to help his students. He was a honest man, a genuinely good teacher, not to mention good-looking...but Amelia knew something about him that no one else did. Something learned from her hours surfing porn sites, looking for fresh materiel to masturbate her dick. She swore, from the first day of class, that she had recognized him from somewhere, and now she was going to find out if she was right.

"I was just wondering...I swear I recognize you from somewhere," she began, reaching into her school bag and withdrawing a glossy sheet of photo paper.

Holding up the paper, she revealed a screenshot of a young Leroy, completely naked, masturbating himself on some random webcam sight. His face was perfectly visible, captured in frame, so there was no denying the identity of the exhibitioner, or his intentions.

"Is this you?"
 
There were about a 1000 reaction Leroy could have had that would have been better than what he did. he could have instantly denied that it was him, or claimed it was his poor misguided twin brother, or snatched the photo up and rip it to pieces, or take her to the principle and claim it was photos hoped and slander. But no, Leroy had never been so surprised and stunned in his life so his reaction was:

"H-How did you find that?"

He regretted the statement as soon as it left his mouth, as it was an obvious admission of guilt. The picture was him back almost 5 years ago in an early stage of collage. He was low on cash and all kinds of desperate, but to busy with school to find a job. His friend pointed him to doing online porn, even if he wasn't a popular cam user he'd still make more money than he had now. Lucky for the sexy young student he was decently popular and made a fair amount. He did more than a few in front of that camera he wasn't proud of, but he had really needed the money.

He looked up from the picture to the grinning student of his. She wouldn't bring this to him unless she had some sort of angle. While he was a "goody-goody" he wasn't dumb, she was up to something "What do you want?" he asked, figuring it to be money, or straight A's, or something like that.
 
Amelia considered his question. He had admitted to his guilt easier than she thought. In fact she can come prepared with several more photos, all incriminating him, and she was prepared to argue if he denied it. However, to her pleasant surprise, he hadn't. That made things easier.

Licking her lips, she placed the picture down on his desk, leaning against the wooden surface with both hands, pressing her breasts together as she stopped considering his question and started considering him. He really was a great-looking guy, certainly one that all the girl giggled about in their dorms at night. Just allowing her eyes to wander his toned body made her cock twitch in her panties.

"I want you," she said, voice low, glancing at the door to his classroom before focusing her bright green eyes back on him. "Or I'll tell everyone."
 
That, was probable more unexpected than her pulling out a picture of him from his poor college years. She HAD to be kidding. This was some big joke right? One of the other teachers had to have been googling his name and after hours of searching came a cross one of the videos he hadn't managed to get pulled down and was using this girl the mess with the new guy.

Or so he'd like to believe, the look in her eyes made it crystal clear that she was dead serious. He scooted back in his chair. "Whoa, calm down, we can talk this over right? I don't think you fully understand what saying."

He was desperate, he didn't see himself having much of a choice other than to try and reason with the student. He didn't know which was a worst thought, the idea of her spreading pictures like that across the school or giving into her advances. "Surely there's something else I can give you to make this all go away."
 
Amelia's hands tightened into fists on the surface on his desk, and she glowered at him, her plump lips twisting into a deep pout. "I know exactly what I'm saying," she snapped, staring at him dead on. "I'm not some idiot school girl. I know exactly what I want from you."

She inwardly winced as she felt her cock swell further as the sight of his confusion and fear turned her on even more. Now it strained against the confines of her striped cotton panties, creating an uncomfortable bulge beneath her skirt. Beneath that, her pretty pink slit was beginning to dampen, just from a glimpse of a picture of his cock. Imagining the real thing made her shudder. This man was quickly becoming something that she not only wanted, but needed.

"I've told you what you can give me," she said as calmly as she could. "You can give me your body."
 
He flinched slightly as she seemed to be growing more impatient with him and more frustrated with how he was treating her. She was so determined, dead set on what she wanted, and he couldn't picture a way out of this. To panicked, to guilty, to surprised, and to rushed to figure out how to deal with this in a way that would involve giving in or getting fired.

Fired, god he couldn't get fired or let this school because aware of this porn secret. If this school found out, then every school would find out. Hell, It would likely end up on the news. His life would be ruined. All those years and money in college wasted.

So he had already decided, he had to give in, what other choice did he have. Shame and embarrassment filled up his chest, only made worst by the fact he was now thinking about having sex with one of his students in more serious detail, and the thought was starting to make his cock hard.

"Fine...you can have my body." he finally whispered in defeat
 
Smiling triumphantly, Amelia pushed off the desk and strode towards the door, shutting and locking it. The doors were heavy with no windows, making it nearly impossible for anyone to see or hear what was occurring inside the classroom. Normally, this served to keep students focused, and not distracted from any noise in the halls outside. Now, it would serve a different purpose.

Turning back to the blackmailed man, Amelia offered him a different kind of smile, a softer, more seductive one. Her eyes raked up and down his form, taking in his defined chest, broad shoulders, and...

"Hmm, excited, are we?" she teased, noting the twitch in his pants. "You should be. I'm a great fuck."

Reaching up, she loosened her tie, tugging it off. Her fingers flew to her shirt buttons next, quickly undoing them and revealing a pair of plump breasts encased in a lacy blue and white striped bra. She let the shirt and tie hang around her nubile form as she approached him, putting a way to her hips as she did so. As she drew level with his sitting form, she casually climbed onto the desk, kneeling before him, putting the bulge in her skirt at eye level with his face.

"You're a little overdressed," she said, gesturing to his clothes. "Why don't you take them off."
 
He expected her to give him a time and a place to meet, but instead she was rushing off to lock them in the classroom. Given that these rooms were very good for isolating what happened on the inside from the out side and visa-versa, he hadn't expected to have to deliver this very moment "Wait, you can't possible mean to do this here and..." his statement trailed off as she turned and gave that smoldering look. Here eyes going over him like sizing up animal for perches, make sure it was strong and healthy enough to perform. "...Now..."

The teacher blushed when she noted his excitement showing. Before he could react to that she was half naked and on his desk and...oh my, was that a bulge? Holy crap, it was. She was one of those futa girls he had been told about. That certainly made thing different. As his eyes followed her body he could feel himself grow harder, She was a very attractive young woman, lean, athletic, plenty of curves in the right places, and he had to admit ( though never out loud ) that the underwear was cute. Though much to his surprise, given the bulge under that skirt she was larger than him. A teenage girl was bigger than him. He wasn't sure how that made him feel.

Though most of what he felt right now was an odd sense of embarrassment, nervousness, and arousal, especially as he was ordered to start striping as well. He took a deep breath "What ever you want." He replied, mostly because he couldn't stand his own silence. He un did his tie, unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his still toned body, a defined chest and delicious abs, his body still hairless from years of competitive diving. He looked not so different from one of those divers from the Olympics, he had obviously still took great care of his body.

Next he removed his belt and undid his pants. He hesitated, looking back up at her for any signs of her changing her mind, but it was obvious that the more naked he got the more excited and eager she became. His pants dropped to the floor, soon followed by his boxers, slipping off his shoes and socks, he now sat naked before his student, his 7 inch cock fully erect. He never felt so naked before in his life.
 
Amelia hummed with pleasure, sitting back on her heels as her watched her teacher undress with an almost gleeful look in her eye. There was no denying that her professor was a sexy man; sleek and smooth with plenty of ridged muscles. Her longed to run her fingers up and down the swells of his abs and pecks, tweaking those little brown nipples...

"Mm, you're so obedient, Professor Grand," she said, sultry and teasing, doing nothing to hide the arousal in her voice. Moving her nimble fingers she quickly shed her own shirt and tie and skirt. The shoes she quickly discarded, dropping them on the floor beside the desk. Kneeling on the desk before him in just her socks, bra, and panties, she grinned, licking her lips in a highly suggestive manner. Her bulge was visible now, outlined by her striped panties. The top few inches of her swollen dick protruded from the top of her panties, resting against her belly button, the tip already leaking pre-cum. Almost absently she reached down, swirling a finger around her own cockhead. Down below that, her pussy soaked through her panties.

"Should I reward your little prick?" she asked, innocently stepping off the desk and kneeling down in front of him. She pushed his wheeled chair back until it hit the chalkboard, giving her plenty of room to work. Her hands stroked up and down his thighs, easing them apart, presenting his cock to her like a prize piece of meat.
 
The heavy lust that colored the young girls voice gave Leroy a shiver. He would have never expected any of his students capable of making sounds like that, so devious and lustful. he thought such tones of voice were reserved for twisted adults, not for a student in school. He felt deeply embarrassed at her teasing how obedient he was, like he had much of a choice. Still, here he sat with a raging boner as one of his students sexually dominated and manipulated him. He must be sick in the head of a situation like this could make him, honestly, harder than he ever remembered being before.

"Please don't call me Professor while we're doing this." he asked softly, he didn't want to be reminded that he was about to be having sex with a student. His eyes widened as she striped down to just her undergarments, a sick bit of him living deep down had to admit leaving the socks on was kind of cute and sexy. But what really caused his eyes to widen was getting a better look at her cock. Still an odd thought 'her cock'. It was not just long, it was thick as well. Larger than his in every way. How did she hid that thing?

Before he could respond to her teasing question, or recover from the wound to his pride caused by her calling it his 'little prick', he found himself pushed against the wall and his legs gentle pushed open, his cock throbbing with want, she was so close he could feel her breath on it. His heart was pounding in his chest, why was this so arousing?
 
Amelia frowned up at him, as he requested not to be called Professor. "I'll call you what I want," she said sternly, as if she were the teacher and he the disobedient student. Her hands massaged his thighs, digging her nails teasingly into his firm flesh, dragging them closer and closer to his cock. "Or would you rather be called something more fitting? How about 'my little sex toy?'"

Without waiting for him to answer, she scooted closer to his painfully hard cock, smiling as she breathed in the scent of his arousal. There was no doubt that a part of him was enjoying this. It was plain to see that despite his objections, he took pleasure from being bossed around and sexually dominated by her. That knowledge pleased her, making her own cock throb as she thought about all the things she was going to do to him.

"Mmm, look how hard you are," she taunted, wrapping her warm hand around the base of his erect dick, squeezing gently. "You want me to suck it? Would that feel good?"

Leaning forward, she began to slowly, teasingly swirl her tongue around the head of his cock, looking up at him with wicked eyes as she did so.
 
He flinched inwardly at her stern reply and her taunting follow up. "Honestly, I would prefer professor..." he responded, calling him a sex toy made he feel like a thing to her. Though she had just made it very clear that what he preferred meant nothing, and that she was going to call him whatever she wanted, and do whatever she wanted.

The gasped a bit as he felt the soft hands grip around his throbbing cock. By now his cock was painfully hard, and some how her touch made it better and worst. Better because the pleasure of finally being touched was reliving, but it caused him to be even more aroused, and to throb even hard. His cock was beyond wanting now, it was in need of pleasure.

Before he could respond to her teasing questions he felt her heat breath, and warm, wet tongue playing about the head of his dick, a surprised gasp fallowed by a slight moan escaped his lips. He Fidgeted in his seat as she teased his cock, his hips twitching slightly with need. He refused to answer out loud but his body was giving the honest response of: 'Yes, I want you to suck it, it would feel so good'
 
Amelia moaned herself as her tongue came in contact with his hard hot cockmeat. The salty taste of his precum dripped down her throat, making her salivate as her own cock twitched in response. Aligning her head above his dick, she slowly lowered her mouth down his shaft, enveloping him in the warmth of her mouth. Saliva quickly coated his shaft as she wasted no time moving her head up and down, expertly sucking his cock.

"You're such a lucky man," she moaned, releasing him briefly as her hand stroked up and down his wet dick. "Do you know how many professors would kill to be in your position? To have their dicks sucked by a sexy young student?"

Reaching behind her, she unhooked her cute bra, tossing it aside and revealing her tits to the open air. Releasing his cock, she grabbing he own boobs, bringing her nipples up to tease his cock, letting her soft flesh rub against his dick. She moaned at the contact, rubbing harder as her own cock screamed out to be touched. It wouldn't be long before she'd have to take it to the next level...
 
The professor was unable to hold back his moan as she suddenly and agonizingly slowly took his cock into her mouth. If he wasn't so embarrassed with the fact that it was his student doing this, he would be impressed that she was so skilled at blowing someone at her age. Each smooth, effortless movement of her head plunging him deeper into a hazy of pleasure. In moments his cock was coated with her alive, giving a nice singing appearance to the throbbing member.

He tried to ignore what she was saying, he felt so dirt and ashamed that one of his sexy young students was sucking his did, even more so since he was enjoying it way more than he thought he should given this was against his will.

Off came her bra, and she was one step closer to being completely naked like her teacher. He soft, young flesh of her breasts pressed against the pulsing length of his cock. It was warmer and softer than he would have ever imagined, no one he ever slept with had done this for him before, It was almost unbelievable nice, as if firm yet soft warm pillows were being rubbed against his cock. From deep throating to tit fucking, it seemed she was working her way down the sexual ladder of her body, he dare not think what she'd want to do next.
 
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