Teachers Pet
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My name is Rick Sanders. I’m a professor at the local university and one of the students’ favorites. But not because I’m a good teacher. I’m 6′ 2”, with a good athletic build, a nice dresser, and when I’m not teaching, I compete in world surfing competitions. Along with that, I’ve always been good-looking and dressed well.
I was a favorite among the students because every guy wanted to be like me, and every woman wanted me. I don’t know if it was my shoulder-length, curly, dirty blond hair, with a goatee to match, or my blue eyes, dashing smile, or just my reputation, but every female student wanted me. Even if they weren’t just trying to get a passing grade from me. I usually prefer women closer to my own age though, I’m 45, but you would swear I look more like I’m still in my 20’s.
Always Start with the Prologue! Then other chapters can be read in any order! Link to all my stories and more chapters to this story are in my profile or the comments. DISCLAIMERS I'm just trying to help with these disclaimers! I don’t want to spring things on anyone. Back out now if any of this doesn't sound like your kind of thing! The POINT of my writing is to combine VIOLENCE, HORROR, and EXTREME TABOO themes, trying to creep myself out as I write. This whole story is told through...
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By early-morning, Jim was landing his plane on his private landing strip. He taxied up to the rear of his home and shut his plane down. The flight had been uneventful, but he had to hurry now. Jim figured he had about an hour before the drugs began wearing off and his new acquisitions would awaken. Using a hand dolly, Sandra was the first to be taken to Jim's dungeon. There, she was stripped and secured her to a medical exam table Jim had modified. A three-inch leather strap was tightened...
DISCLAIMER #2: Themes of this story revolve largely around humiliation, black mail, and voyeurism. If you are not interested in these themes, please do not read. Of course, in real life much of what is portrayed in this story is despicable, and should not be tolerated under any circumstance. Hence, why this is a story of fantasy, and should not be taken seriously. DISCLAIMER #3: While themes of the story certainly can be dark, I do try to keep things light with a certain "comic book" style....
Introduction: Leaving or Staying? Looking at Patrick I sit up and repeat why would I leave? He hands me his phone look at the pictures. He says sadly as he gets up and pulls on his suit. Scrolling through the photos I see my back is torn up, my ass is red, the nipple clamps twisted my nipples badly. I put the phone down then stand up and walk over to him. Standing in front of him I say you gave me a safe word. I used it when I couldnt take it and you stopped. I reach up and gently wipe away his...
DISCLAIMER #2: Themes of this story revolve largely around humiliation, black mail, and voyeurism. If you are not interested in these themes, please do not read. Of course, in real life much of what is portrayed in this story is despicable, and should not be tolerated under any circumstance. Hence, why this is a story of fantasy, and should not be taken seriously. DISCLAIMER #3: While themes of the story certainly can be dark, I do try to keep things light with a certain "comic book" style....
TEACHERS PET I was a year behind in high school because the summer between my junior and senior year I was involved in a motorcycle accident. I missed the whole year laid up in the hospital. When I returned to school the next year all my friends had graduated and all the girls I knew too. I had a plan though to meet girls, but would it work? I picked Home Ec as one of my classes figuring I'd meet plenty of girls plus the teacher was young and HOT. Miss Michaels was in her 20's and...
(Fm, romance) (edited) Six months had gone by in a flash for 17-year-old Jennie, her 34-year-old husband Mike, and her mom Karen as they worked in the village school in Peru that Sandy, Randy, and her parents had built and taught at. Each day, Mike, Jennie, and Sandy would teach at the school. Mike taught math and sports with the kids while Jennie and Sandy taught English, History and social courses, with marriage and relationship courses, mixed with sex education for the older girls. Mike...
WRITER'S NOTE: THIS IS MY FIRST STORY. ANYONE IS WELCOME TO ADD TO THE STORY, OR TO CREATE ALTERNATE CHAPTERS. I WELCOME ANY CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM, ADVICE, OR WRITING TIPS. THANK YOU, AND I HOPE YOU ENJOY YOURSELF. The day started normally for 18 year old student, Sarah. She had woken up, showered, gotten dressed and gone to school. Her first class was math with Miss Swafford. Sarah was often called teacher's pet by her peers due to her willingness to always assist Miss Swafford with...
LesbianIll never forget my first day of college, i was a niave girl, only 5'4 , 38 dd breasts ,tight ass and fit waist (due to sports) and carmel like skin. I was ready to begin my new life as an adult but little did i know that being an adult required alot more different set of skills than i thought . Running late i rushed into the deans office panting a many apologies for my tardiness, unaware of my button up shirt becoming unbuttoned revealing a very nice view of my breast smooshed together by a...
FetishThe Duke of York and the Duchess of Manchester My dog, Duchess, a Manchester terrier died a week before Christmas. I’m sitting here crying, as I write this story. Confronting my grief, letting it all out, makes me feel better to write about her. Since her breed came from Manchester, England and her name was Duchess, I used to call her the Duchess of Manchester because she was so elegant, regal, and stately. You can tell that I loved my dog. She was a real sweet and gentle dog, and I miss her. ...
The figure trembled as it stroked the last pair of mind-controlled panties it had made. The fun of this game was exquisite. It savored shaping young girls’ minds into its sluts. Turning good girls into whores, bad girls into virgins, and a whole host of other naughty designs. But too much of a good thing was bad. It needed to move on to new amusements. The figure slipped unnoticed through the department store. It had been in one of these places many times. It knew through its...
Story Fifteen: Becoming a Submissive Teacher Pet By mypenname3000 Copyright 2019 Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this! The figure trembled as it stroked the last pair of mind-controlled panties it had made. The fun of this game was exquisite. It savored shaping young girls' minds into its sluts. Turning good girls into whores, bad girls into virgins, and a whole host of other naughty designs. But too much of a good thing was bad. It needed to move on to new amusements. The figure...
I invited my friend Michelle over before my next class with Miss Morgan. I wanted her to braid my hair to make me look cute for my professor. We shot the breeze while she worked my hair into a long braid. She was being quieter than usually, which made me a little uneasy. I still had not told her about my new relationship with my professor, but I wasn’t so naive to think people don’t gossip. “Is something wrong?” I asked her as her hand pulled my hair into ropes. “Nothing. I just heard...
Introduction: White teacher submissive is seduced by black dominant parent. Straight White Girls: A Pet Teacher Summary: White teacher submissive is seduced by black dominant parent. Note 1: Thanks to goamz86 and Robert for editing this story. Straight White Girls: A Pet Teacher Jasmines last parent-teacher interview was scheduled for nine at night, a full hour after the evening was supposed to end. Janet Jones, the mother of Bethany Jones, couldnt make it until this late time because of...
I must have been sleep deprived for quite a while. The alarm had been going off for quite a few minutes when I finally heard it the next morning and reached over and shut it off. I had a terrible time waking up. I felt like I had been drugged. I sat up, finally, and just sat on the edge of my bed, waiting for my brain to wake up and fully engage. I finally decided that the only way I was going to wake up would be to take a shower. I took a quick shower and that helped a lot. I dried off and...
Mrs M was grading papers in her classroom when she heard the door open, ‘an odd time of day for the students to be lingering about,’ although even as she thought this she couldn’t help but hope her fantasies may come true. She did not know who was walking towards her but what she could see was a tangle of messy red hair, legs for days and the perfect mixture of curvy and thin – the woman coming towards her was a goddess.Her breasts spilled out of her vest and Dee could honestly see the pert...
Lesbian"Okay, students," Hilda Humper said with her trademark lilt and giggle to her second period English class. "Today we are going to be discussing Hamlet, one of William Shakespeare's most famous plays."Her announcement of the day's lecture sent a wave of heavy sighs throughout the male students in the class, partially because of the boring subject matter, but mostly because of the libido-raising effect she regularly had on any and all men who happened to be in her presence. Today was no...
Okay, students," Hilda Humper said with her trademark lilt and giggle to her second period English class. "Today we are going to be discussing Hamlet, one of William Shakespeare's most famous plays."Her announcement of the day's lecture sent a wave of heavy sighs throughout the male students in the class, partially because of the boring subject matter, but mostly because of the libido-raising effect she regularly had on any and all men who happened to be in her presence. Today was no exception,...
It didn't work out that way. I watched impatiently, purse and papers in hand, as the students filed out. I wasn't paying any attention to the kids leaving the class. I was watching the door fearfully for any sign of Jamal. I was looking for trouble in the wrong place. The last student in the line let everyone else leave and then he stood in the door and turned around. He grinned and said, "You aren't leaving are you, cunt? Jamal will be right here. He'd really hate it if he missed...
Jim dimmed the dungeon lights to their minimum and led his pets to Trina's quarters where they all laid down. With a pet's head on each shoulder, he kissed them each and told them. "Trina, I'm making you my house pet. Cindy, you are now my special pet. Trina, you will have a lot more freedom around the house, including parts of my quarters. Can you cook? Cindy, you are now my special pet. These are now your quarters. You will be in charge of the dungeon and pet training when Trina or I...
*** A special thank you goes to my two editors (Estragon and Steven B) who made this work A LOT better than it originally was. PET TEACHER: BECOMING A TEEN STUDENT’S SUBMISSIVE I have taught for over 18 years. I have had many boys check me out; some flirt with me and some definitely get a wicked erection peering surreptitiously at my stocking-covered legs. Now don’t think I am all self-centered and vain; I am not, I accept I am a solid seven. That said, my greatest sexual asset is my legs,...
LesbianIntroduction: It Begins. It Begins. Two months have past since school started. Jeans bullying has only gotten worse. Nobody knows how she treats me or how she makes me depressed. Luckily my brother has been distracting me alot. Taking a deep breath I walk into his class. Today was the day we would be starting To Kill a Mockingbird. I had my own copy that my brother bought for me back when I was 12. The only thing that sucked is we had a reading, writing, and presentation project to do. I was...
The figure trembled as it stroked the last pair of mind-controlled panties it had made. The fun of this game was exquisite. It savored shaping young girls’ minds into its sluts. Turning good girls into whores, bad girls into virgins, and a whole host of other naughty designs. But too much of a good thing was bad. It needed to move on to new amusements. The figure slipped unnoticed through the department store. It had been in one of these places many times. It knew through its waterfall’s...
Things were about to get worse. The door to my classroom suddenly opened and Jamal came in, followed closely by the teacher that he had been talking with in the hallway before first period this morning. Jamal closed the door and locked it and they walked over to my desk. I stood up and faced them. As soon as I saw Jamal, and saw him lock my door, I knew that something bad was going to happen. I watched them approach me and waited nervously to see what this was all about. I didn't have long...
They then drove directly to the airport and took off. Trina sat in the co-pilots seat. Being the smart little critter that she was, she soon saw they were heading north by northeast, not west toward home. She asked. "Where are we going, Sir?" We're going to New York City to see The Westminster Dog Show. And yes Trina, we may pickup a new pet. I want my pets to see how other pets obey commands. You girls have been a little lax lately. Trina whispered in Jim's ear. "We're a little lax...
It was a young 15 year old lads dream come true, we had a new teacher, Miss Newton my raving hormones told me she was the best looking woman in the world, tall, blonde, slim figure, nice tits and if I knew what a good fuck was I'd have given her one.I wasn't the brightest pupil in the class or the dumbest, somewhere in between, but I was guilty of daydreaming, I would often drift off into a world of my own for most of the lessons, even more so now we had a gorgeous teacher I could drift of with...
My parents often worked abroad and as I became a teenager I was shipped off to a small private school in Yorkshire.it was a good school, and for the first time I had a private dorm, even if it was a bit like a prison cell without a door. Bathrooms and toilets were at the end of the corridor with the house masters room virtually opposite my dorm.i was always very sporty, and loved my rugby and athletics. The gym teacher Mr Calvert also taught us science. He was quite a good looking guy, tall,...
Using a fictitious name, Jim had long ago established a mail drop in the Upstate of South Carolina. Any of his more unusual purchases for his dungeon were sent there. He'd simply fly in, pick up his new purchase, have a nice dinner, and fly home. Using that mail drop, Jim began ordering the supplies he thought he'd need to capture, secure, and transport his vict ... er, pet. He had used the name Bill Smith when establishing the mail drop, and he continued that ruse when ordering his...
Jim and his pets then returned to the new pets in the dungeon. Both were wide awake by then and had been crying. Courtney began yelling at Jim as soon as she saw him. "Let me go, damn it! My father is rich and will pay you any ransom you may want. You can't hold me here. Cindy! What kind of a bitch are you to do this to me?" Cindy slapped Courtney and said. "The kind of bitch that had you captured and will see to your training. Now, shut the fuck up, cunt." Jim ignored Courtney. He...
I stopped in at the office and checked my box. I picked up the attendance sheets for the day, walked quickly to my classroom and sat down at my desk. The principal stopped by before the bell to see if I was alright. I tried to smile and assure him that I was doing fine. He looked at me funny, as if he expected me to complain about something. But I felt like I had already missed my opportunity to tell him what happened to me yesterday afternoon. He just looked at me for a moment. But he...
*~* real subs - pm me - I'm on the look out for new sub)Married. The sexiest son of a bitch she’d ever laid her eyes on, and god damn it, he was married. Of course it didn't’t help matters that he was her English teacher, but to be perfectly honest, she didn't’t give a rat’s ass about that. He could have been the fucking President, and she’d still go after him. But he was married. Married!Not that that would have stopped her under normal circumstances. But her experience had taught her that...
I went over to his desk and waited for the others to leave. "Maria, I've noticed how beuatuful you have becme since you got older" I stood still. "You are one of the most sexy things i've ever seen" He was stroking my thigh under my skirt. "Excuse me sir?" "Of course it would be wrong for us to anything, but only if other people knew" "Sir, are you sugesting we sleep togethor?" "I knew you'd get it" He leant over and whispered in my ear "Meet me here...
I must confess that I had always fancied him. Mr Smart was my maths teacher, and in my all-girls high school he was very popular. This was partly because he was always relaxed and casual with us older students, but mainly because he was just so hot! He stood just over 6 foot tall with a slim, athletic build. He had a dark brown mop of hair with a long fringe. It brushed the top of his startlingly long eyelashes which framed a pair of brilliant blue eyes. What made him even more tempting was...
God would class just end already? All we ever did in Mr. Charlies class was stupid math shit on papers all day everyday, he never had new work for us. He was quite handsome though, with his white button down shirt and black tie, he was hot and got a lot of attention from the girls in the class. I had already finished, like always it only took me about 30 minutes or less to complete my work. I had turned my paper in and was just waiting for the stupid bell to ring. Mr. Charlie sat at his...
Moving and having to transfer during your senior year of high school is quite difficult to do. I had to leave all of my friends behind and start in a new school which would be difficult for anyone but when you are pretty much just an average guy ( not an athlete or anything like that ) you pretty much just blend into the surroundings. I did have one advantage, I was a good student in a private school which made me an excellent public school student. I was getting straight A’s without much...
An hour or so later, Trina stepped in to Jim's office. She reported, "Melissa was bitching about her ass hurting, but she will be fine in a day or so. Oh yeah, Cindy sat on Courtney's face and pissed. You should have heard that cunt scream. She thought Cindy just wanted her pussy eaten. Cindy said Courtney's mouth was wide open and her tongue well up in her pussy when she let go. Cindy had practically fallen off Courtney's face from laughing. During her report, Trina's voice seemed a...
I had recently graduated with a degree in Anthropology from a state university. It was a PhD. I had majored in geography in undergraduate college, moved on to another college for my MA in anthropology, and finally finished my PhD at another state university. Actually, departments liked when you had studied at more than one institute. For some reason, it made them think that you had more on the ball. All bullshit, of course. A degree was a degree. So with my fresh doctorate I went searching for...
College SexThe next day was a hot, lazy Saturday. Pete and I ended up in one of our favorite spots, sitting in a tree. Yeah, I said in the tree. There were several Japanese plum trees, some call them loquats, in our neighborhood that didn't seem to belong to anybody. It was not unusual to find kids in those trees helping themselves to the succulent fruit. Pete and I liked them so much that one of them had become almost like a clubhouse for us. We would sit in the cool canopy of the branches, filling...
Melissa hung her head and followed Jim out the Kennel door. "Sir, did I do something wrong?" Jim abruptly stopped, turned, and grabbed Melissa's upper arm. Spinning her around, he administered three firm swats to her ass. "Have you forgotten the rules already?" "No, Sir." She sobbed. "Then try that comment again." He ordered. Melissa was a quick learner. "Sir, may I ask you a question?" "That's much better, pet. Yes, you may." Jim smiled at her as she rubbed her...
Introduction: This is my first story online. Hope you all like it. Any future ideas will be taken into consideration. Sighing I stand up from my desk, it was the new school year. I had been stumbling from class to class. It was finally the end of the day, and I had one more class. Then I could go home. My last class was with a new teacher, who happened to be an English teacher and my older brother. I walk in and he is leaned against his desk. Nobody else is in the room, his head is down looking...
It was pure chance for Emma, Lily, and Lizzie, or, rather, bad luck for the teachers, Miss Brent, Miss Carson, and Miss Logan.It was Sunday at the boarding school, and everyone was more laid-back than during the week. Mrs Jasper, the headmistress, was out for the day which allowed the atmosphere to be even more relaxed than usual. However, the girls still had to wear their school dresses of a short-sleeved green check gingham dress, a white belt, and ankle socks.It was mid-afternoon and Emma,...
SpankingWARNING! THIS IS A WORK OF EROTIC BDSM FICTION. IT IS ADULT ORIENTED MATERIAL OF A SEXUAL NATURE. DELETE NOW IF YOU DO NOT WISH TO VIEW THIS TYPE OF MATERIAL.The Author does not condone any of these actions, this is fantasy, make believe, ya know day dreaming. COPYRIGHT 2006: This story is copyrighted by the author, Stillbehindblueeyes. I?d love to hear from you Stillbehindblueeyes (at) yahoo (dot) comIf you post this story else ware please let me know and give me access to it....
I managed to concentrate on the subject enough to get through the class. I packed up quickly and hurried out with the crowd but was caught when Mrs. Stanton said "Mr. Walker, please stay for a moment." I waited until the door closed after the last student and then looked at her. She quietly said, "Albert, when I got home last night, I realized that I had left an incriminating piece of evidence here in the room. However when I got here this morning, I couldn't find it. Do you know...
Introduction: Hi guys! Im pretty sure the last time I posted anything was around two years ago, so I am sorry for leaving for that long! Just got caught up in real life, but Ive been rediscovering my love of this kind of writing.Simple thing, if you dont like it then dont read it, no one has a gun to your head. Hope you enjoy, or at least get off ,) Its a weird feeling to sit in an empty classroom, especially a history class. I looked around at all the walls, the World War Two propaganda...
This is my story about how I made the grade with my High School . I have been the horniest guy around since I got into High School and I can never seem to get a break! I have never been a bad looking kid; about 6'3, 160lbs, lean, blue eyes, blonde hair. And I have always been the funniest friend anyone could ask for, always at parties, always having a good time. But girls never have seemed to even hold interest in me. So I have been forced to masturbate uncontrollably for the past four years....
First TimeThere was quite some tension in the house initially but after a couple of weeks a sort of calm descended and I began training my new pet in earnest. Coming home from work rather later than planned I decided to embark on a training session with my new pet anyway. I went into the room where all three pets slept and softly went up to my newest pet who was still sleeping. I gently stroked her back and tickled her around her ear. Pet's big brown eyes flickered open and as she rolled on her back...
The three teachers knew they had their own reasons for sending the three upper sixth formers to the headmistress.Miss Brent was the thirty-seven-year-old form teacher. Miss Carson and Miss Logan were both twenty-eight-years-old and were teachers of biology and history respectively. They all wore the same outfits of white short sleeved blouses and dark blue skirts. It was summer and they had bare legs, and dark blue high-heeled toeless shoes.The sixth form girls boarding school was always fully...
SpankingWritten by Cerberus Edited by Droid447 and Silverman. Chapter 1 Monica sat in her office staring at her computer. Any one looking at her would think she was hard at work….but that was the furthest thing from the truth. She was thinking about her owner back at her house. How much she loved it, how much she wanted to be with it. For the last month, her, Sandra and Jenny had been spending almost every night with the bug, their Master. Getting to know him better, letting him get to know...
She wakes with a start. Her eyes roam and her memory returns. She is in the bath, and must have dozed off in the warm embrace of the water. Looking across the room to the clock, she gasps; it's late! Half-standing up, she sits down on the side of the bath, shivering slightly at the tub's cool edge. Reaching over, she picks up her razor and cream. Squeezing some gel into her hand, she begins to rub her hands together, working the gel into a creamy white lather. The girl reaches down and...
Please note, the following is a heavily fantasised, entirely fictional depiction of a sub/dom relationship. It does not truly reflect/depict a real life healthy sub/dom relationship and so therefor there are certain themes of abuse which should/would never be acceptable in a real world setting between a true sub and a true dom.With that in mind, please enjoy the following fictional story for what it's worth, and let me know your thoughts on it in the comments below.Happy...
Introduction: Straight girl is seduced by a sexy, black woman. Becoming a Pet: An Innocent Start Note: This story is dedicated to Jamie who requested this perverse tale. Jamie you are one naughty deviant. Note 2: And thanks to Estragon for his dedicated copy editing. Becoming a Pet: An Innocent Start Ever look back on your life and try to pinpoint exactly when your life changed? It is almost never anything dramatic, but usually a decision that is out of character with what you thought your...
I am addicted to the erotic elegance of his pain, specifically when he offers it to me so willingly. If someone had told me a few years ago that I’d draw such immense pleasure from inflicting pain onto another, I’d have questioned their sanity. I’m the same person who feels a little remorseful after swatting a fly with a rolled-up newspaper; yet I have no qualms whatsoever about tormenting my Pet’s body with my hands, teeth, fingernails or any implement I can get a hold of. It never ceases...
The Pet Good evening Sir’s and Ma’am’s. Please if you will allow me to share with you a story. A story that might, or might not be true. A story about a dominant couple somewhere in the southern United States named Master and Princess. Now they have a few slaves, and a pet. This story however deals with the pet. More specifically the creation of their pet. As with anything else, Princess and Master wanted a specific pet. Something that would be truly theirs. A human pet, a puppygirl....
Juicy Jessy meets Pretty Petra at Professor Poet Peter, her great grandfather, who learned her all in loveJuicy Jessy meets Poet Peter's meat, which is her right, as soon she discovers the truth about her f(a)milyPrincess Pretty Petra 'en Profil' at her 18th birthday: https://nl.xhamster.com/photos/gallery/3350284/55852955----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Poet Peter has only one...
You wake up your very own dog bed, on the bedroom floor next to daddy's own double bed. You're naked, apart from your tagged little collar with your name tag on it, and you're wearing a decent size plug in your tight little ass.. A plug with a long, fur tail on it... You've been sleeping well. Having some wet dreams... The room is hot enough that you can sleep comfortably naked, just like daddy does on the bed. You can feel the sticky wetness on your fingers, and you know you've touched...
There is only darkness. I am immersed in it, surrounded by a deep and enveloping blackness that is unbroken by even the slightest sliver of light. I can hear no sounds, not that I expect to. Our basement Sanctum is completely soundproofed. Master has ensured that no one on the outside would ever be able to hear my screams.‘Silent! I need to be silent.’ I remind myself as thoughts both fearful and erotic flash through my mind. I want desperately for my fear to escape through my whimpers, but I...
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