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Her words made him smile, nipping her lip lightly. "I can test them out on you, and you can tell me what you like." He kissed her after that, a deep, passionate kiss. But it didn't last long as his hips moved faster, moaning out as he came closer to his own orgasm.

Then he felt the quivering, the waves and tight grip that she was giving, and knew that she was having her orgasm. His hips sped up, and near the end of hers, after he was thrusting her through it, helping her, he orgasmed as well, hot cum filling her up on the inside. He held onto her, breathing heavily, eyes closed.

"I hope you enjoyed that..." He whispered. "...And I look forward to more in the future..."
 
Miss Baine felt him speed up his thrusts as she was climaxing, shuddering at the enjoyable feeling. Her green eyes widened when she suddenly felt something warm shoot inside of her, filling her inside up, just as she was nearing the end. The realization struck her like a brick at what that warmth was. He had cummed inside of her. Her grip loosened a little, she was out of breath and to weak to move much.

“I did enjoy that Alexander.” She panted out, feeling rather drained. “As for the future...I-I don't know...Oh god, I can lose my job for what I have done.” The aphrodisiac was starting to wear off the reality of the situation was settling in now. She could lose her teaching license for something like this, she was just lucky that he was legal, at least she wouldn't be accused of a crime. She looked away from him, eyeing the table nervously, she wasn't sure if what she said would make him mad at her, mad enough to strap her down to the table and use those toys on her.
 
He held her for a long moment. She seemed to enjoy it until it was over. Then she let her mind take over, and he sat up slightly, sliding his member out of her. "You won't lose your job, because nobody will know. I promise." He spoke softly to her, calming. "My parents wont be home for the weekend. You can rest here. And nobody will catch wind of this, since none of the people I know come here."

He kissed her softly, moving to sit on the edge of the bed. "And, of course, if you are good, I'll treat you to a lot of things, like the pleasure I just gave you, and much more. Though, you'll have to learn to control yourself."
 
Miss Baine watched as Alexander sat up, shivering a little bit as the students member slide out of her filled womanhood. The started to relax as he calmed her down, saying that she wouldn't lose her job. Then the second sentence hit her like a ton of bricks, his parents wouldn't be home for the weekend! Her eyes flashed with anger and mixed in that rage was betrayal. “You told me when I got here that your parents were running late. You lied to me...you tricked me!”

When she felt his lips press against her softly she pushed him away, disgusted at herself for falling for it. She weakly pushed herself up and crawled over to the opposite side of the bed, and stood up, walking toward her clothes. “I think I should be going home.” She said, her voice cold.
 
He heard the rage in her voice. But it was apparent to him who was really in control here. A growl escaped his throat as he watched her get up, going slowly to her clothes. "You apparently don't realize who is in control here." He said, his voice low. "It is my silence that is stopping you from losing your job. Yes, I lied about my parents. But..." His voice stalled there, getting back to his soft tones.

He was desperate for that sort of attention... ANY sort of attention. There was a lot of things that nobody knew about him, things that he kept secret from everyone else. It worked better that way.
 
Miss Baine turned around to look at him as she heard him growl her eyes flashed with rage. “Are you threatening me? How dare you! You tricked me! And now that I think about it I started to feel weird soon after I ate your food and it got worse when you gave me that water. What did you put in there, some sort of drug?” The teacher snarled out at him, her voice angry but really she felt bit betrayed. She bent over and picked up her clothes, putting on her panties and her bra.

“I can't believe you would do that to someone Alexander. I trusted you, how many others have you tricked? How many others did you lure here and drug? You seemed like such a nice kid too, the last person I would have thought to do something so low.” The twenty one year old said as she slipped on her shirt and pants, heading up toward the steps, her legs trembling weakly.
 
The door at the top of the steps was locked, so she wasn't going to get out without him helping. He sat back down on the bed, hearing her biting words. "None." He said, loud enough for her to hear. "You are the first to come here in a long time, besides my parents. It's lonely here for me. They're usually gone wen I wake and when I get home. But..." He looked up at where she was. "I didn't have a right to do that to you. I was desperate..."
 
Miss Baine turned around when she heard his voice, running her fingers through her wavy blond hair. “I am sorry that you are so lonely, my parents weren't there for me either when I was going up. Though I don't even want to know what your parents were doing down here, or why they even let you down here. And you are damn right that you had no right to do that to me. I trusted you, you took advantage of that...it doesn't matter how desperate you were Alexander. I should report you to the police.” She let out a sigh and sits down on the stairs, a small tear trickling down her pretty face. “I think what hurts the most though, what makes me so angry, is the fact that you betrayed that trust.” She wiped away the tear angrily.
 
Her words pulled at his chest. His eyes closed and he took a few deep breaths. It was a moment before he was able to get up, slowly walking over to her. He was still nude, but he didn't seem bothered by it. He knelt down in front of her, taking one of her hands lightly. "I'm sorry that I betrayed you." He whispered softly. "I get... hotheaded? It feels like I get possessed by something else at times, and it can't be stopped. Though..." He stroked her cheek lightly. "I promised that I would always be gentle. And that nobody would find out. I'm a man of my word."

He couldn't help but lean forward, kissing her cheek lightly. "I am at your command if you need me. It is the least I can do."
 
Miss Baine felt him take one of her hands gently, she looked away from him, not wanting him to see her cry, not to let him see how hurt she truly was. “Sorry doesn't repair trust. You didn't just get hot headed, you tricked me and drugged me. Alexander, I trusted you. You said that I was the one that needed to learn control, but you are...” She shuttered as she felt his hand stroke her cheek lightly, she couldn't believe that after everything that had happened, that she still found his touch pleasing to her. “You better not tell anyone, you do and I will tell you that you drugged me.” She said, though she was lying, she would be to ashamed to ever tell anyone what happened.

She suddenly felt his lips press against her cheek, kissing it lightly. It was at that moment that she started to cry, unable to hold back her tears. “Oh god...” Why did the kiss feel so good? Why did her heart ache for him?
 
Her tears were a little too much for him to take, and he pulled her closer to him, fingers gently brushing them away. "I know sorry won't fix what I did. There... there's just a part of me that's more aggressive in its pursuits than I am. Yes... I did want what happened. But I would have never gone as far as I did."

He hugged her, helping her to her feet. "Let me walk you to your car. I'll do anything to make it up to you. And perhaps... I can help you with that, as well?" He was sure that she would have a change of heart about sex after what they had done. Mentally, he was mostly stable. But he wasn't use to getting stuff without fighting for it. And when something like that happened, he fought, did what he could. He cared for her, yes... but he wouldn't let her up that easily.
 
The teacher felt herself being pulled closer to her student, she felt his fingers gently wipe away her tears, but that just made her cry harder. She tried to respond to what he said, but each time she opened her mouth she just started to sob.

Miss Baine felt Alexander lightly wrap his arms around her before he helped her too her feet, she didn't struggle, she almost seemed lifeless. “If you want to help me to car...I probably won't be at school for awhile, I think I will take some sick days.” She said off hand. “As for making it up to me, well keep doing well in school...and don't ever ask to draw me.” The art teacher said as she shakily walked up the stairs, leaning against it for support. She was in a whirlwind of emotions, she was hurt, angry, ashamed, disgusted, and so out of place with the rest of her emotions was love. Her heart still ached for her student, remembering the time when he had drawn her. He had seem so innocent then, such a good student. She slowly turned around to face him, looking into his eyes with hers. “How long did you want to have sex with me? And why in hells name couldn't you see how bad the consequences would be for me?”
 
He went back quickly, putting his clothes back on in moments. He helped her up the stairs easily, unlocking the door to get to the first floor. He led her to the kitchen, picking up a piece of paper. "If it means anything to you, I hadn't lied when I said they would be home soon. They had written a note, and I didn't see it until after I had gotten you the water." He showed it to her, his parents rushed note about yet another 'business trip.'

He turned to her, sitting down and pulling her to sit on his lap. "I will admit... I wanted to for a while. But I never... EVER... remember it being as bad as it was, a need that tipped my hand to do such a thing..." He shook his head. "I was blinded by a single goal. And I know it would be bad if anyone found out, but nobody would find out, ever." He brushed the rest of the tears from her face. "I really do care about you. I wouldn't be holding you and talking to you right now if i didn't."
 
Miss Baine looked at the ground as her student got dressed, not wanting to look at him incase the urges arouse inside her again. She was sure that the drugs had made her act the way she had, but she didn't want to risk it. After he had gotten dressed she followed him up the stairs and into the kitchen as he unlocked the door, looking at him as he picked up the piece of paper and spoke to her, telling her that he hadn't lied. The art teacher read the note about the business trip, a blank look on her face.

She let out a gasp of surprise when she felt Alexander's hands wrap around her waist and pull her down onto his lap, she hadn't even noticed that the had sat down, her green eyes were wide in fear. But she managed to somehow push the fear aside long enough to listen to what he said, shuddering a bit as he wiped away her tears. Why did she still feel like blushing at his touch? “Why did it get so bad that you could only focus on...on the goal and getting to that goal at all costs? What did I do to cause that? God above I hope you are right, that nobody will ever find out...as for you caring about me...I am not sure I can believe that.” Miss Baine said, turning her head away from him, her blonde hair swishing from the motion.
 
"It's... a long story." He said, quietly, turning his head away from her as his eyes closed. He took a deep breath before going on. "My parents, for the most part, leave me here alone to take care of they house. They are always gone, either working or on trips without me. I've learned to live on my own, but..." He shook his head slowly. "It's lonely. I don't have much time to head out, and nobody ever comes here for any reason. So... I desperately craved attention, someone to have a little fun with. And then your class, with you being so beautiful, and smart, and gentle... I couldn't help thinking about it..."

He sighed, letting her go, moving so she was sitting in the chair, and he was getting a glass, filling it with water. "I understand if you don't trust me." He said softly, drinking.
 
Miss Baine looked at him as he told his story, she did feel sorry for him, she knew what it was like to have parents that were never around, she had gone through the same thing herself. “I know how lonely that can make someone feel, I went through it myself...though I don't understand why your friends wouldn't come over here. But answer me this Alexander, what about girls your age? Why not them? Surely there are girls that are beautiful, smart, gentle, and well not your teacher. I mean there must be plenty of girls at school that have a crush on you. You are such a nice, kind, creative, caring, sensitive, and handsome man. There is bound to be one female student that wants to be your girlfriend.” The teacher said to him, her tears drying.

The teacher let out a small yelp of surprise when he moved so she was now the one sitting in the chair, she hadn't been expecting that. She ran her fingers through her blond hair, a habit that she had, as she watched him get a glass of water and start to drink. “I am sorry...but you broke that trust...it might be possible to repair it, to rebuild that trust. But it would be a slow process, and it also could be impossible to repair as well...” The twenty one year old said, her strength returning.
 
He listened to her words slow, before shaking his head. "They don't come over because I don't have many. I keep to myself. And other girls... they either dont interest me, or they have no interest in me. I keep to myself enough." He took another glass of water, drained it before filling it up again and handing it to her.

He waited a moment, letting her drink, before he took the glass, looking into her eyes the whole time. Let me try to rebuild it. I am here for whatever you need." His voice was a soft whisper, and he gently caressed her cheek before turning to the sink, putting the glass in. "I will see you on monday."
 
“You can make friends, I am not saying that it would be easy, but it is better then being alone. As for the girls, well I can't really help you there. Maybe you will meet someone in college. But you should try and open up a little to the other students, you could end up making friends if you do.” Miss Baine said after she finished her glass of water.

The teacher turned away from Alexander's eyes, she felt like they were burrowing into her, like they could see her darkest secrets. The woman heard his words and let out a sigh, she honestly didn't know if there was away for him to repair the trust. Miss Baine's pretty face grew warm and red as her student caressed her face for that single moment. Why did he still have that effect on her if the drug had worn off? “I am not sure I will be at school Monday.” The woman said as she stood up from the chair and started to walk toward where she remembered the entrance being.
 
He smiled as she stood, and he helped her to the door, opening it for her. "You should be there on Monday. I heard of some sort of meeting for the staff, or something like that. Maybe it was just a assembly." He shrugged. "I hope you enjoyed dinner. Have a good weekend." He gave her a hug, well out of sight from anyone, then let her go to her car. HE knew the drug was dormant in her. It would probably kick up over the weekend a few times, making her needy. But he knew she would fight it.

Monday soon came around, and Alexander had no problems until Hockey. He got injured, a puck hitting him in the calf, and he was sent to the nurse. It wasn't more than a bruise, but since he was late, she gave him a slip so he would get off. Heading to class, he ran into one of his friends. He shared a few words before going to class. He walked in, hand reaching into his pocket... only to find that the slip wasn't there. His friend had taken it! "Damn it!" He muttered to himself.
 
Damn, Alexander was right, there was going to be a staff meeting the coming Monday. All teachers were required to go, it was mandatory, and she couldn't afford to miss it. She didn't answer any of his comments and shivered as her student wrapped his arms around her pretty body and gave her a hug, though she knew that no one would have seen it. When he let go she quickly headed to her black car and drove off, headed to her own home.

Over the weekend Miss Baine did feel the drug acting up, her primal urges kicking in, driving her mind and body mad. But she was strong, at least strong willed and she fought the desires desperately and was victorious, never acting on them.

Monday finally rolled around and she went through the motions of teaching her classes. It was the last class of the day and she was working on a new painting, one of a rose. But it wasn't like most roses, the petals were black, except around the edges where the color was a bright red, like that of freshly drawn blood. The red was almost dripping off some of the petals as if the flower itself was bleeding. The painting was pretty but at the same time it was rather grotesque, unlike the other paintings she had done. Miss Baine was finishing up on the edges of one of the petals when she looked up at the clock on the wall and sighed, class had started fifteen minutes ago. Alexander was late. The teacher knew that she would have to hold him after, though she really didn't want too, but rules were rules. The twenty one year old ran her fingers through her blond hair, staining it with black and red paint, if she was lucky maybe he would be sick, but she doubted that.
 
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