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This time it didn't even phase her. She just kept gagging herself on my cock. Just as I was aboutto cum, I grabbed a handful of hair at the back of her head with one hand and yanked her headback hard, while the other hand grabbed my cock and pointed it at her upturned face. It all happened so quickly, she didn't even have time to react. The first shot of cum caught her across the right eye, while the second ended upin her still open mouth. The remainder I shot asevenly as I could all over her face. I wanted to make sure I covered as much as I could in cum.It would hopefully add to her humiliation.
I fully expected that when the first shot of cumstruck her in the face she would have tried to pull away or at the very least raised her hands to block the barrage. But she didn't. Her hands remained clasped behind her back as I had ordered. I admit, I was confused. She wasn't responding the way I had imagined she would.
"Now don't move cocksucker," I said as I released the hold on the back of her head. She obediently kept her head back and face tilted up while I took several steps back and clicked afew more shots with the camera.
Under all of that cum, I could see her face redden with the humiliation of it all. She was still panting a bit trying to catch her breath, andthat's when I noticed the condition of her body.Her breasts and upper body were flushed red with exertion, and her nipples were rock hard. Icould swear they were bigger than last time. And looking at her pussy which was splayed open before me, it glistened with evident moisture.
Now I may not be that experienced with girls, but it sure did look like she was turned on at the moment. That gave me an idea.
"Becky, you did such a good job sucking my cock, I'm prepared to reward you for that. I want you to leave that cum on your face for themoment, but I'm going to let you have some release too. You'd like to cum too, wouldn't youmy little cocksucker?" I asked.
After only the slightest hesitation, she nodded her head yes.
"Ok, open your knees as wide as they can go. With one hand I want you to play with your tits and the other I want you to start rubbing your cunt for me." She immediately moved to comply. Once her knees were splayed wide apart, providing me and my camera a birdseye view, she quickly moved her hands into positionto achieve her release. In seconds her right hand was busily rubbing her clit, while the left hand was pinching, rolling and pulling on her nipples with her fingers. What an erotic sight it was.
I was certainly building up quite the collection of photos. My control over my teacher was now guaranteed as I definitely had enough materialto guarantee her cooperation for as long as I desired.
In less than a minute, Becky's eyes were closedand she became lost in her own thoughts as shemadly masturbated in front of her student turned Master.
Using even more vulgar language, I began to encourage her further. "Come on you whore, make yourself cum for me. Prove to me what a good little slut you are. You know you want to cum for me."
Her hand on her pussy was moving so fast now, it was practically a blur. "Come on you fucking whore, you can do it. Rub that dirty little cunt. Cum for your student you slut. I bet you'd like me to open the door right now and bring in some more students to watch you humiliate yourself?"
At that she began to pant and grunt out loud, and I could tell she was very close to cumming.
"Maybe tomorrow, I'll bring one of your other students with me, and we'll both throat fuck you like the whore you are." Hearing that, she let out a horrific scream as her head shot back, and her entire body went rigid.
For several seconds she could only grunt and moan, as her body twitched uncontrollably. After a short bit, she eventually began to relax and come back to Earth. It was then that the full import of what she'd just done struck her. The humiliation of allowing herself to be throatfucked by her student, and her face cummed upon, and then willingly masturbating in front of that same student, was almost too much for her. Tears welled up in the eyes again and I could see her trying to choke back the sobs.
"I'm very proud of you Becky. You did very well tonight. But before you get dressed I want you to scoop all of the cum off of your face and swallow it. From now on Becky, you are to look at it as a gift. It is never to be wasted. Wherever cum gets deposited on your body, youwill scoop it up and swallow it all. Is that clear?" I asked in a tone of voice meant to brook no disagreement.
She meekly nodded her head yes and began scooping my cum off of her face with her fingers and licking them clean.
When she was almost finished cleaning herself,I gave her the final instructions for the night."Now listen carefully whore, because I'm not going to repeat myself. When you get home tonight, you are to completely shave that ugly bush off your cunt, and when you show up for class tomorrow I do not want you wearing any underwear beneath your skirt."
Not wanting to give her a chance to argue with me, I just opened the door and left, leaving herkneeling naked on the floor cleaning the cum off of her face.
The pictures came out great and were perfect source material for more masturbation fantasies. After finally expending myself half adozen times, I drifted off to sleep with a contented look on my face. This year was turning out to be the best year ever.
Wednesday morning came all too soon as I roused myself out of bed and prepared for another day of school. Checking my schedule, I saw that I didn't have Ms. O'Hare until second period in the afternoon. That was fine with me as it would give her time to stew over our next meeting and to work herself up into a tizzy.
Checking my bag one last time to ensure I had all of the supplies I would need for the day, I trotted off to school.
The morning went fairly quickly, but as we got closer to lunch, time began to drag. Fortunately,Lisa's squad was practising over the lunch hour so I had something to pass the time with.
When Ms. O'Hare's science class finally rolled around I was like a 6 year old having a birthday. I could barely contain my excitement. Halfway through class, Ms. O'Hare stopped lecturing and gave the class the rest of the period to work on their projects. While everyonegot immersed in their work, I quietly slid out ofmy seat and approached Ms. O'Hare's desk.
With a nervous glance at me, she whispered,"Yes, Mr. Drake?"
Not saying anything I simply handed her a pieceof paper which read:
Pull your skirt up and show me your cunt.
I want to make sure you are not wearing panties.
With a shocked look on her face, she whispered, "Please not here Mr. Drake."
Again, I didn't say a thing. I just stared at her with a hard expression on my face. It was exactly as I had expected her to react.
After several moments of uncomfortable silence, her shoulders sagged in defeat and dropping her gaze, she began trying to innocuously pull her skirt up her legs to expose herself to me. She continued to glance furtivelyabout the room, praying no one was watching what was going on. At last she had it high enough for me to see that she was still wearingher panties. I had to fight from yelling out a triumphant 'Yes', as I had been hoping she would have disobeyed one of my orders.
With a disgusted look on my face, I shook my head back and forth very slowly to show her how displeased I was with her.
A panicked look shot across her face as she realized the mistake she'd made, and knew that there would be consequences. Unsure of what they would be, she began to silently plead, "Please Mr. Drake. I'm sorry, I forgot. I didn't mean to wear to them, I'm sorry, please forgive me Mr. Drake."
Saying only, "3:30 pm today", I turned around and went back to my seat, secretly excited at knowing everything was going according to plan. Looking to my right, I spent the rest of the class watching Lisa quietly working on her project. If everything went according to plan, I would not only be owning my teacher, but also the girl of my dreams.
3:30pm couldn't come soon enough in my eyes, but I'm sure it came too soon for Ms. O'Hare. She was sitting nervously in her chair, fidgeting with her hands as I walked into the classroom, closing the door behind me (and locking it this time).
"Just when I thought you were learning whore, you disappoint me again," I said angrily.
"I'm sorry Mr. Drake..." she began, trying to plead her way out of it.
"I don't want to hear it whore," I interjected."You are going to learn very quickly that there will be consequences for disobeying me. And today is going to be one of those days."
"Get up and stand in front of me."
She hastened to comply.
"Now take off your clothes and put them on thedesk."
When she wasn't moving fast enough, I barked,"Get a move on whore, I don't have all fucking day."
Spurred on by this, she increased her pace until she was once again naked in front of me. Even though this was the third time I'd seen her without clothes, it still brought my cock to instant attention. One thing different about today though, was that Becky had actually obeyed my first command yesterday and had indeed shaved all of her pubic hair off. Her pussy was as bare as a baby's bottom. What an erotic sight it is to have your teacher standing before you naked with a newly shaved pussy. A part of me still thought this all had to be a dream.
"OK, Becky. Up until this point, your infractions have been dealt with via a warning. From now on, for each infraction, you will be punished - quite severely. You will learn to obey me - without question or hesitation. Failure to do so will result in punishment again. You have a lot to make up for, and I will not be a kind master."
She began to shake her head and was going to speak when I said, "If at anytime you don't want to play by my rules, then our deal is off, and these pictures get sent to everyone in this town, including the police. You'll have your own website. Maybe we'll call it 'rebecca ohare is a whore dot com'. How does that sound to you?"
"Please..." she pleaded, looking as if she was about to start crying.
"Decide now Becky. You either submit to me, orwe let the world know the real Becky O'Hare."
After several moments of thought, she appeared to reach a decision. Mumbling meekly, she replied, "I'll do as you ask."
"Smart decision. I guess you're not as dumb as you look, whore," I replied sarcastically.
There it was again, that hurt expression. I couldn't understand why my comments were affecting her in that manner. I expected them to make her angry or to ...

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