My Master told me to let one of my students fuck me.
Fbailey story number 387
Forced To Fuck One Of My Students
I never thought that it would come to this. My Master of the past four years has always treated me kindly. I do what he wants and he administers light pain on me anyway.
I sold myself to him when I was still in college. I needed a place to stay and it seemed like a good idea at the time. At twenty-three I enjoyed a very full sexual life style so when he offered me what I needed in exchange for what he needed, I accepted. At first it was fun he would ‘force’ me to do my homework and get good grades. Then he had me fuck some of my professors for better grades and that was fun too.
After we graduated we got jobs at the same school and I continued to be his sex slave. After all it was fun and I enjoyed fucking his friends and acquaintances.
Then last school year he told me to fuck every male teacher in that school. He handed me a list and told me to mark them off as I fucked them. He needed to know when and where too. I failed to fuck more than half of them and I got quite a reputation too. After that I couldn’t get any of the men to take me seriously. I got felt up and hit on constantly. I got fucked in the closet in the teacher’s lounge more than once a week too.
This school year he told me to let Freddie Wright fuck me on the first day of school. Freddie is a computer geek that couldn’t get laid if his life depended on it. Besides that he is tall, lanky, and trips over his own feet.
As my Master requested, I told Freddie to see me after my last class. He was punctual as I expected. I told him that I wanted him to fuck me. I locked my classroom door, covered the window, and turned to face him. That pathetic looser had his pants and underwear down around his ankles and the biggest smile on his face that I had ever seen in my life. Then there between his legs was the biggest cock that I had ever had seen in my life. That monster was at least ten inches long and as big around as my arm.
I walked over to him and got on my knees before him and then I paid homage to his ‘spear of life.’ I looked at it, I touched it, and I kissed it. Then I watched as it grew in thickness. Oh my God, he was hung like a horse. His cock was definitely a pussy stretcher and my pussy was on the menu.
I lowered my panties and took off my skirt before I sat on the edge of my desk and opened my legs up for him.
Freddie said, “The rest of your clothes too. I want to see your tits.”
I removed my blouse and my bra keeping my high heels on. He seemed to like them. Then I got back on the edge of the desk and held on as he placed that big bulbous head at my entrance and started pushing it into me. It took a lot of effort on his part to get that head inside me. It took all my effort not to scream out in pain. It felt like I was being raped with a baseball bat. After him I was sure that I could take a Champaign bottle up my snatch without any problem at all.
Once he got that huge head inside me he kept thrusting and thrusting. He almost pushed me off the desk. I just wasn’t strong enough to hold on under his assault. Finally I had him pull it out so that I could turn around and lean across my desk. At least that way my legs would hit against the desk keeping me in place. I thought about the bruises that I would receive across the top of my thighs but it was just inevitable.
Freddie got his head back inside me easily enough, at least on his part. Then as I had suspected he started moving into me slowly but steadily. He also pushed the desk across the floor until it lodged itself against the wall. Right then I knew that I was in for it. There was nowhere else for me or that desk to go. His cock was going to go inside me until I screamed.
Inch by huge fucking inch that monster crawled up inside me. He seemed to be enjoying it though and I guess in the end that was all that was necessary.
When I felt his cock jammed against my cervix I said, “It’s all the way in.”
Freddie said, “No it’s not. I’ve got another inch to go.” Then he forced that final inch into me. I felt something break free inside me and sure enough he was in there. I was biting my knuckle, covering my mouth with my hand, but the pain was too much for me and I let out a deep low scream that startled Freddie. He clamped one of his hands over my mouth to shut me up pulling my head back and tilting my pelvis at the same time.
He then leaned on my back and removed his hand from my mouth. His hands then went to my breasts where her grabbed a hold of my nipples and started pinching them forcing me to squirm around to shake them free of his grasp. All I succeeded in doing was to slide around on his shaft as he fucked me with that ‘trouser snake’ of his. I started to grow accustomed to it, which was a good thing. That damn kid fucked the shit out of my pussy for nearly a half-hour before he finally filled me with his cum and pulled out.
Being the dutiful Sex Slave, I turned around and licked his cock clean afterwards. That was the wrong thing to do to Freddie. Before I knew it he was hard again, I was once again over the desk, and he was fucking that Anaconda up my Amazon.
He cum inside my fuck hole three times before he would finally stay down. We had been at it for almost two hours. My cunt was so sore that I couldn’t walk right.
As I unlocked the door and walked out into the hallway with Freddie at my side the cleaning crew smiled. All ten of them had been standing around my classroom door listening to what was going on inside.
I smiled politely and walked bowlegged down the hallway very slowly.
Freddie walked me to my car door, helped me in, and them asked, “Can we do it again tomorrow?”
I told him, “I don’t think so. You really tore me up inside today.”
Freddie smiled and asked, “How about the next day then?”
I didn’t want him to fuck me ever again…or any other girl for that matter.
At my Master’s request I did set Freddie up with an Adult Film Company and I became his first leading lady. In the film I played a Schoolteacher and Freddie played one of my students. The film was called ‘Forced To Fuck One Of My Students.’