5 comments/ 83782 views/ 5 favorites Naughty Little Girl... Ch. 01 By: IveBeenANaughtyGirl That bell, it's very ring signaling the end of classes, but the beginning of another type of lesson. He heard it, and the noise was not something you should hear in a school. As he tracked it back, to the girl's locker room. He quickly found the girl, who he had heard. Her back arched in such a seductive way. She was blond, not very tall, just barely breaching the five foot mark. The clad mini skirt that was part of the school uniform, seemed to be shorter than the other girls. She skillfully shortened it herself, with a pair of scissors. Her top, she purposely told a size too small, to make it conform to her figure. So, with a large, unnatural pair of breasts, she was a head turner. Yes, at the age of 18 she got her chest done. But, not the way one would think. A hormone caused her breasts to make that liquid all babies loved. Now, aside from that, her voice was rather heavenly all on its own. The way she moaned, even brought life to his dormant cock. She was still a virgin, but liked to be fucked in another, more personal way. Her anus strained over the fellow students cock, and her body bounced atop of it, eagerly swallowing it into her depths. "What....What is this?!" Gabriel stammered. He was her science teacher. And wasn't prepared for what he had seen. ------------ Not even the tinkling of the bell around her neck could subdue Desire's moans of ecstasy. At the moment she was being fucked in her ass by one of the school's football jocks. And she had to admit...when they were talking about 'big sizes' they weren't kidding! Being a cheerleader...DID have its advantages. The thick member slid smoothly into her ass and her walls tightened as the senior went back in for another thrust, pulling back on her ears for more leverage, making her yowl in pain as she steadied herself with her breasts and hands getting squished on the lockers. Best thing about getting fucked from behind, your ears and tail didn't disappear, since technically...you didn't lose your virginity. A good cover for posing as the 'good girl' of the school. Her back arched in orgasm and as she came down from her sexual high, her ears and tail pricked in fright, hearing a voice. She turned with frightened eyes at seeing her science teacher watching her getting fucked. "M-M-Mr. GABRIEL!" Quickly, the senior slid out of her as with a sickening wet 'squelch' and hurriedly zipped up his pants as she tried to smooth out her skirt. Both looked guilty and she tried to regain her composure but she knew that she had been caught and now in trouble... ------------ The silence was long, or it seemed to be such. He held his hands in front of him, hopefully hiding the bulge of his pants. He quickly asserted himself, taking a more commanding tone. "Go to my class room, now miss." The brute simply was stupefied, not knowing whether he was in trouble, or getting out of it. "I'll deal with you tomorrow." He held a fake scowl on his face, before holding his hand outward, towards the door, allowing them to go first. Once the jock was gone, the teacher just shook his head, ashamed at this top notch student being such, a low down...whore. "How could you....even if you did it, the school?" He glanced down, since he had the fortune to walk behind her to his class. He could lavish her body, without any consequences. Her leg was still wet with her cum, and if he focused enough, he could see fresh cum rolling down the side. He did notice also, that her butt was pushed out, a nice, plump butt. That held no fat, but was firm and round. Once they entered his classroom, he already knew his course of action. And he sat down in his chair, telling her to just stand before his desk. "So, explain yourself..." Naughty Little Girl... Ch. 02 Her eyes darted back and forth, nervously, the silence lasting a BIT too long...she was panicking quietly, wondering what would happen if he told her parents...they'd ship her off to military school...and with her status as a 'Straight A' student...her reputation would be RUINED! As he told them to go to his class, she quickly scurried out, running as fast as she could out of the locker room, her tail tucked between her legs. Though, a light slap on her ass by her partner gave the silent message of 'see you later'. As she walked and heard his scorn, the bell around her neck tinkled and remembering the slap, her pussy became wetter under her skirt. So of her pussy juices dribbled onto her inner thigh and she tried to subtly wipe it off with her tail. The tension was thick as she stood in from of his desk, his fingers tapping, waiting for her explanation as to WHY she was getting fucked by another student in the girl's locker room... "W-Well...I...er...well, you see sir..." She stuttered trying to think of an exclamation and fast. Then she tried her best to veer away from punishment using what she called, the 'hypocrite motif'. "Professor...you can't say YOU didn't try that kind of stuff when YOU were in high school...that's why you lost your ears early..." Her teacher wasn't THAT old...at most, maybe a 6 year difference between them... ------------ He did not dispute her reasoning. And his chest rose, then fell, in a slow breath. He wanted to seem to be the wiser, the one who did not do foolish things as she said. But, he did. He loved every second of it. The faint image was so vivid to him, even now. The girl he was with had the same reasoning as this girl...Wanting her ears to stay long after she left high school. She had adored animals, and looking like this, made her hot. But, she soon fell to the overwhelming seduction of a throbbing member. "Well, you are right. I've not been a 'good' student all my life either." He opened his drawer, where he kept his most dear things. It was a few pictures of him, and his favorite class, out and about. He often let them out of school, to embrace the summer days. Yes, this school ran right through summer, and continued. "This is the beginning of the year." It was around July. And the next was around September. "And this is further down the road." He pointed to her, obviously the person whom the topic was about. "See that subtle difference? Your chest, does it seem...odd? That it's bigger? Not slightly due to natural growth, but dramatically so?" He put her back on that same line, on the edge of perversion, and giving her an uncomfortable feel. ------------ She held her breath and crossed her fingers behind her back, sweating, hoping that her getting off topic gambit had worked. She noticed that her professor seemed reminiscing...a memory perhaps? Her ears flattened. She wasn't going to let her guard down till she was safe from punishment... As he started that, not even HE was perfect, Desire let out an audible sigh of relief...PHEW! She had gotten away with it; it seemed...so no more being in trouble...no phone calls to her parents...nothing that would expose her secret...she hoped... Then Desire cocked her head curiously and leaned towards the desk as he pulled out a photo album it seemed. She saw the difference immediately. In both pictures, she was the book wormy type, hands full of papers and notebook with her glasses resting on the bridge of her nose. However in the first...July...she was very...small...size 'A'. In the second, she looked like a teacher herself, sitting on the wall, one leg seductively over the other and her breasts MUCH larger and perkier still. She gulped nervously as Mr. Gabriel questioned her and she pulled away from the desk, her hands behind her back and her leg running up behind her other in an obviously 'uncomfortable with the situation' fashion. "I-I was...uh...sir...I-I had surgery over the break sir...I...erm..." Desire's voice grew smaller and her head hung lower with every word. "Didn't like...my...breast...size..." ------------ "And, what shall I do... to such a nymphomaniac such as yourself?" He gave her the nervous twitch again, of what would become of her. He even brought his cell phone out. The Razr 2. He brought it up, and it made a clicking sound as it captured her in that vulnerable state. He truly admired her open-ness and brought his chin down on his hand. As if he was concocting something vile. And indeed it was. "Your skirt is awfully short. I can just barely make out the bottom curve of that ass of yours." He smirked, that disregarded all other appropriate behavior of a teacher. "Perhaps your parents would love to know of your...." He paused giving her time to take it in. Perhaps stirring her stomach the wrong way, or give her the boost she needed to yell at him. Though, he continued before her mouth would open up in protest. "Behavior. Or, is there some other way, we may punish you?" ------------ At the word 'nymphomaniac', Desire gasped loud realizing she wasn't off the hook...she could still get in SO much trouble...something that could taint her record and send her out of the prestigious school... She looked up quickly, with a frightened look on her face and she heard a small click. Desire's face grew even more frightened as she saw that he had his phone out. At this point she was shivering and paranoid. What had he just done? Sent a text message to her parents for a conference? Taken a picture of her? She blushed and covered her ass instinctively with her hands as he noted her much shorter skirt apparel. Desire backed away from the desk slowly, her ears flattened and her tail tucked in between her legs. She felt like she was going to throw up as she heard him utter those words...those horrid words. She choked down the bile that was churning in her throat. Desire shook with fear and sickness, her ass still covered by her hands. She kept backing away, slower and slower. She opened her mouth to try and saw something to get her out of her current situation but all that came were stutters. "I...I-I-I....I..." ------------ "Hmmm." He brought his cell up once more, pushing those numbers so very slowly, agonizing even to him. Then, he brought it to his ear. And her parents were quick to pick up the phone. "Yes, Mrs. Guilford. I have phoned you because of your daughter." He stopped there, letting her mother think the worst, and so did her daughter, as he simply sneered before continuing. Though, as her mother was ranting on, he wrote down a simple instruction for her daughter. 'Turn around, and bend forward. Or.....' The threat was clear as day. "She wanted to let you know....that she's staying late tonight at school, to catch up on some chemistry homework. And she believes keeping away from her brother may help." Her mother gave a similar sigh as to Desire would have, if she were speaking about a child of hers. Then, with a few good byes, he slapped shut the cell. ------------ Her face paled as he brought up his phone and she heard 7 beeps...she kept shaking her head, silently begging and pleading, tears pouring down her face. Her stomach cramped and she though she was going to puke. She was now beyond tears as she heard her mother on the phone...she stopped gasping for air as Desire read what he wrote in permanent marker...her body froze in what she realized he was going to do... She gulped and cried, sniffling as she went to the edge of the couch, and placed her hands on the cushions, sticking her ass out. She gave a sigh of relief as she heard his excuse but tears still fell as she heard the cell phone snap shut, echoing in the empty room as she awaited her 'punishment'. ------------ He simply pushed back in his chair, gazing down at her exposed rear. Though it seemed so welcoming to him, he had another, more painful idea in mind. He began to write with a black pen. Onto a piece of paper, having a list of things he would like to be done. And he held it up to her. Expecting her to wonder what he had in mind. "Tomorrow, I want you to do every part." The first on the list stated. 1. Go to a sex store. And buy butt plug vibrator, the biggest your ass can fit. 2. Buy a black, latex bra and pair of panties. 3. Wear it all tomorrow, He then got up, gave her butt a slap, and even more disgusting, was his hand stayed for a moment, groping it, with a finger slipping in her anus. ------------ The silence was infuriating...Desire panicked waiting for her punishment, as it seemed he wasn't even doing a thing... Her knees were locked into place at the often used position and she grew confused as she heard the squeak of the marker once more. She grew confused as a list was held out to her...but then Desire's eyes went wide and she gasped with horror at her tasks. She was about to tell him no, but Desire only could give a small cry as her teacher spanked her, then slipped a finger into her cum slicked ass, her hole leaking a bit from her session before. "M-Mr. Gab...Gabriel...p-please...I...I..." ------------ "Now, go home and do as I asked." He said, patting her ass once more. He really hated to leave her like this. He didn't know whether she would speak to her mother about her teacher lewdly touching her so, but how could she explain her heat? He then licked his lips as she departed and gathered his things, heading home for a fierce masturbation session, which would leave him in a mess of wanton lust for the school girl in the morning. ------------ She ran out the room quickly, not even turning back as she heard her teacher snicker. Desire belittled herself...her and her 'boy toy' had gotten caught...all because they wanted to be adventurous and fuck out in the open... When she got home, she was glad that her mother hadn't arrived yet...within 5 minutes she had taken her cold shower and when her mother came home, nothing was said about the phone call... Naughty Little Girl... Ch. 03 In the morning, Desire moaned and panted softly. She was hoping that her 'sick act' would keep her away from school. Today was Friday...if only she could scrape by today...then it'd be the weekend and maybe Mr. Gabriel would forget... Her trick had worked and her mother gave a sympathy kiss on the forehead as she rang to school office to say the Desire Guilford wouldn't be coming in due to ill health and it wouldn't be an unexcused absence. Desire finally heard the front door locked and her ears flattened against her head in relief as she curled up in the warm blankets of her bed. "Oh, THANK you...I won't have to see Mr. Gabriel today..." ------------ He could hardly contain his smile, as he pushed that button. Her doorbell rang on and on. Until she would get up and see who it was. He had a bag of unmentionables hanging from his shoulder, and a single finger curled through the handle, acting as a counter weight. He had a hat on, that was just for fun. A black hat, one side turned upward, and coming to a point in the front. With a silver ribbon around it, that held the crimson red feather in place. When she did open the door, he gave a low bow, tipping his hat to the girl. "Sick? Huh?" ------------ She had slept for a good two hours, but then the sound of an insistent doorbell invaded her dreams. Desire groaned angrily, flipping back the covers and walking out of bed. She thumped down the stairs, wearing only panties and her partner's jersey. "Oh...who could THAT be this early in the morning...?" Desire opened the door and yawned, rubbing her eyes. As her vision cleared she saw...someone familiar? Someone bowing to her in a most gentlemanlike fashion... then she squealed hearing her teacher's voice... Desire quickly closed the door in his face, and attempted to lock in back in again, but he entered her home forcefully. Desire backed away slowly and terrified. And as she saw him close and lock the door behind him, the student ran back up the stairwell getting ahead of him and ran into her room, slamming and locking the door shut. And as Desire heard him, climbing up the stairs, she hid under her bed, hearing his footsteps come closer...and closer... ------------ He came to her door. His shadow clearly seen through that slit between the door and the floor. He bent down, and pushed the thin text book underneath. It slid very easily over the carpet floor. And he stood back up. He pressed his back to her door, and smirked. Bringing that cell phone of his up, and began to hit the numbers once more. Making sure the sound was up high enough, for her to hear him. "Oh, your mommy's going to be so proud of you Desire. Knowing your bum loves to feel nice and full. What else have you done, Desire? Sucked a cock? Let someone milk those jugs of yours? What a naughty girl...oh....she's picking up....shhh now." He said, barely stifling the laughter that begged to be released. ------------ She slid out from underneath her bed so fast, that she gave a yowl as her tail was scratched by the bed. Desire screamed banging on the door, forgetting SHE was the one on the inside. "NO! You sick bastard! DON'T YOU DARE CALL HER! You have no RIGHT! NO RIGHT TO DO THIS TO ME! YOU HAVE NO PROOF! If you call her...I'll...I'll...I'LL KILL YOU! I SWEAR TO GOD I'LL KILL YOU!" She banged even louder, and then made sounds like slamming into the wall. "GET OUT OF MY HOUSE NOW!" ------------ "Yes, Mrs. Guilford, it's your daughter's science teacher again." He knew the mere mention of her mother's name would silence her. And the door put a perfect barrier between them. She would never know that his phone had a series of dialed numbers on it, and it was in fact her mother's. But, he did not touch the call button. And she was still very safe, but the mere thought of him speaking with her would push her over the edge and he continued his sick game. "Your daughter has been doing some extra credit activities at our school. And I'd like to speak to you about them." He gave enough pauses to make it seem she was responding to him. At this point he could practically hear her heart beat. He always loved a cat's house. They made sure that the rooms were sound proof to a certain extent. So that even those cat ears of theirs, could not pick up on nearby conversations. "Yes, I have seen her, with a....excuse my rudeness, with a cock up her bum. And she was doing this consensually. And by my guess, regularly..." He put his back against the wall now, not wanting to fall when the girl would open the door...perhaps even attempt to run away....forever. ------------ Desire paused at the door, straining to hear what he was saying. "Please...Mr. Gabriel...DON'T..." She whispered piteously at the door. She heard silence...then he spoke again. "No...No...NO! DON"T DO IT!" She yowled loudly, sliding against the door crying as she heard her teacher confess to her mother about her sex drive. Then with an angry yell, she wrenched open the door and tackled her teacher, having both of them roll down the flight of stairs, then Desire jumped him, punching him in the face repeatedly. "Y-You...bastard...you...f-fucking BASTARD! I HATE YOU!" ------------- Her fists hit him once, then he grasped each wrist and pinned her to the floor, grinning at her outburst. He leaned down to her, whispering to her. "My cell, I didn't call her." He then pushed up, looking down upon the helpless girl, keeping her pinned down easily beneath him. He brought his knee between her legs, and separated them, grinding his thigh into her womanhood. "Kiss me. Or, you may find that your mother will get even more detail about your little encounter." ------------- She let out a loud meow as she felt herself flipped down onto her back and her wrists pinned on each side of her. Desire angrily struggled, her tail thrashing and hissing. She twisted her head as he whispered his secret in her ear. Desire stopped immediately as his knee nudged her legs apart and brushed over her panties, and against her pussy. Blushing angrily, she turned away, and then gave him a small quick kiss on the cheek before spitting into his face. ------------ Her spit slowly dripped from his face. And he just gave her an angry look. One that meant she should not have done that, ever. And to prove to her he was in control, he brought her to her feet. Pushing her into the stairs, then said. "Climb." As he wiped off the spit from his face, he moved forward, going under the long jock shirt, and pushed a finger inside each hole. One came up to her tender barrier, which he did not wish to break. The other, went inside, all the way, filling her with its tiny thickness. ------------ She glared angrily at him and didn't even flinch when her teacher grabbed her up by her wrists and dragged her to the stairwell. Desire aimed a kick to his crotch, but unfortunately missed, which caused her to get slapped in the face. She tumbled as he pushed her onto the stairwell and she stomped loudly to prove her emphasis. But then Desire froze in midstep as she felt his hands fondle her as his fingers riding deep in her pussy and her ass. Desire pushed his hands away and faced him, climbing more up the stairs, slowly. "DON'T TOUCH ME!" She warned, pointing her finger at her teacher, her voice shaking. ------------ "You and I both know, I'm going to have my cock up that tight ass of yours, whether you would beg for it, or scream stop. Now, shut your mouth, or put it to better use." He said, pointing to his crotch, and quickly bounded up the stairs after her, taking her hair within one hand. He brought her to her bed where she was shoved onto, like she was pushed onto the stairs. He went back out; careful to keep his body more-so inside her room, since being locked out wouldn't be lovely. And he retrieved his first instrument, pushing the needle into the slime that would lube her ass up. And as he neared her he simply said, "Say one more thing, or even move the wrong way, and your mother will be on speed dial. So, take it like a good slut." Her shirt was hiked up, bundled up just above her ass. And the needle, pushed inside. It was the size of a thick finger, since the needle was more like a tube. And the cold liquid pushed inside her ass, making her wet, and slippery. Pulling back, he gave her ass a quick slap. "Now tell me, honestly. You would love to be fucked right now? You love it. Being talked down to...Being treated like a whore...And, above all...having a man look upon your bounty. Makes you embarrassed huh?" ------------ "NO!" Desire scrambled away, but soon was mewing in pain as her hair was bundled tightly in his fingers and she was dragged up to her room and shoved onto her bed, like a common kitty cat whore. She shivered in fright as she saw him block her only escape out from her teacher's lustful wrath. She tried to hang onto her head board as he pulled her by the ankle to the edge of her bed, her meowing in protest and swishing her tail wildly. But then she calmed down it seemed. Perhaps it was the threat of her mother finding out about her sexual activities, or perhaps because her authority figure had just called her a slut... She stood still and compliant and Desire barely winced as the tube of cold liquid was thrust inside her slick ass walls. She even gave a soft moan, perhaps a positive indication that she...liked it...? She cried out even more as his hand was upon her ass in a hardened slap. She panted loudly, talking like the school slut that her boyfriend wanted her to be. "Y-Yes...I want your cock inside me; Mr. Gabriel...Jason's cock is REALLY big and...And I wanna see if your cock is bigger than his fucking inside my ass!" ---------- He was more than happy, after hearing her break like that. His pants went down around his ankles. And his cock was pleasured by the touch of her hole. Pushing forward, he gave a sigh. Making sure she knew whom it was that was about to push his cock deep within her. It even made her state more painful, to see that her mirror was at the perfect angle, capturing them in a picture of bliss, well for him anyway. "That's it, beg for me." His hand went to his cell, and he dialed the numbers, this time he did phone her parents. This time, it was her father. He really was sick and pushing forward, he placed the cell to her ear. "Hold it, it's your father." He then gave her the first, of many thrusts for tonight, her ass swallowing him with ease. It was clear, she had been around. ------------ She began moaning softly as she felt her teacher's hands around her hips and the tip of his insanely large erection pressing enticingly against her ass. She stared into the mirror in front of her, her nightjersy hiked up to show off her ass, her blonde hair askew, her teacher, grinning with just the slightest hint of dominant malice and her mouth opened on a sexy soft purring moan. "Pl-please...Mr. Gabriel...I want you...ALL the way...i-in-inside..." Desire bit her lips to contain her moan as she grabbed the cell from his hands and held it to her ear. "Daddy?" Then the girl had to shove the phone down in the blankets as his large cock stretched her walls and Desire let out one of her most sultriest moans yet, and her breasts bounced once in her jersey...maybe Jason and Mr. Gabriel could come over tomorrow and fuck in her room... She hurriedly picked up the phone again, hoping he would thrust as she was talking. "What did you say Daddy? N-No...I'm fine... What? Y-You and Mom are...v-visiting Aunt Rose's for the night? N-No...No-No...I'll be fine...a-all by myself..." ------------ Whether it was her haughty breath that turned him on, or the fact that someone she knew was on the other end of that phone, or, how wrong this was, how he should not take advantage to a girl whom has an overly abundant sex drive, he didn't know. But with each thrust and the tight walls enclosing about his cock, he threw out the rational thinking and bent low, whispering into her ear, as he nibbled on the lobe. "Moan, let him hear your voice." He knew she wouldn't do it, but if she did. She would be rewarded. Well, either way, this would actually come about. An egg shaped vibrator was pushed against her pussy; luckily it was small enough not to break her virgin hole, but enough to send a rhythmic sensation throughout. His lips touched the back of her neck, kissing it softly, suckling on it... nibbling enough to draw blood. Every taste, every smell of her body, sent his cock surging into her bowels...To stretch her wide like any 'whore' should love. ------------ Her back arched as she had done in her earlier fucking, and Desire once again held the phone down in her covers and her bed rocked with the force of her teacher's thrusts. Her boyfriend could fuck her hard but this...this went beyond her natural taboo...her ass clenched tightly around his cock and she let out a sigh as he whispered it her ear, it flicking with soft tickles as he nibbled onto her tip. Obediently, she raised the phone to her ear and gave a high pitched pleasured moan as one particular thrust lifted her up a few inches and threatened to tear her apart with his cock inside her ass that deep. "No DADDY! I'm fine!" She squealed out, not wanting to arouse suspicion or anything that would make her parent decide NOT to spend the night with family... Then she moaned in her bed, crossing her legs tightly as a small massaging feeling ran through her glistening shaved pussy, small rivers of juices already creaming down her leg. Her father had hung up, convinced by her moans that she was TERRIBLY ill and Desire scrunched up her neck, leaning back against his chest, and holding onto to his cheek softly as he now thrust up ways, vertical, spearing her on his thickened heated member. Naughty Little Girl... Ch. 04 He gave her a few seconds of rest, letting his touch roam her body. With easy access to her pert breasts, just by removing that garment of clothing that hung over her frame. It was a sexy outfit, but knowing whom it belonged to... He truly desired that it be burned... With that thought gone, and her body so splendidly displayed before him in the mirror. He couldn't help himself. Kissing her tender neck, biting down nice and hard, a hand traveled over her breast, tickling it with his finger tips, before he truly handled it viciously, making it red from being squeezed. It was then he noticed, that she was leaking from her buds. More so in the breast he massaged, but still both were leaking sweet milk slowly. "So that's what you had done to them." He commented, grinding his hips around, making her anus uncomfortable, for just sitting on his cock. He wanted her to beg for him to start up again. He could not believe his luck! He had planned that she would still refuse him, and he was totally comfortable about fucking her without consent. This was far better. He finally caught her lips with his own. Pleasuring her tongue, by invading her mouth with his own. "What kind of cocks have you taken up this ass of yours?" He smacked it, to give emphasis. ------------ She sat balanced on his groin, his knees keeping her steady and unable to slip off his throbbing thickened member. She panted, tired, having already 3 small orgasms to keep her placid. Desire's entire body sweated and she was relieved when her jersey was peeled off her lovely flesh and tossed carelessly on the floor like it was some worthless rag. She made the mistake of seeing her reflection and as soon as she stared into his face, Desire had easily allowed the assault on her neck, the bell twinkling wildly, her collar rubbing in the most abrasive way, leaving some of her neck to bleed slightly, along with the other bites and hickeys that adorned her neck and pretty throat. Desire felt his fingers massage her plentiful perky flesh, the pale orbs, bouncing and reddening to his ministrations as he massaged and squeezed, making her nipples peak and harden to painful extremes, so that little droplets of milk flowed from her tips. she DESPERATELY wished he would lick them off of her... She gave a hurting moan as his cock corkscrewed inside her painfully, seemingly drilling into her ass. She tried to say something about him please fucking her again, but her lips were captured by his before she could even speak. She attentively wrapped her tongue around his, moaning softly and purring all the while. Her lips were swollen and full by the time he pulled away and Desire gave a small yelp as he slapped her ass. "B-big ones...the e-entire...football...t-team..." ------------ He wasn't surprised, but acted in this manner. To make her feel degraded without him even saying a word. Besides, his mouth was full, with those plump lips once more. Her body felt like it was on fire, his tongue tracing along the back of her neck. Gathering her sweet tasting sweat as he went, along with that iron tasting blood... wiggling just a bit, to increase her aggravation. His finger swiped up a bit of that white liquid, bringing it to his lips and suckling in her tasty milk. Though he had a few more toys to try, he would at least cum in her ass before he went for them. And so, he had finally started to pound back inside her, making her jump up from her seat as he did so. ------------ She moaned and bucked against his cock as her words were silenced with his tongue curling around hers. Desire moaned and leaned her head back even farther across his shoulder as her teacher's tongue swept over the rim of her neck, her collarbone and finally the back, cleaning up the blood and leaving behind a trail of cooling saliva that sent chills down her spine to the tip of her tail. She cringed, gasping as he twisted his cock deeper inside of her, in slight pain. Desire shuddered as he swept a finger over her leaking breasts and took time to sample her sweetened milk. But then, the vigorous fucking that had occurred moments before ensued, and Desire was already squealing and whoring in his grasp as his cock continued to stretch her walls, thinner and thinner. Her breasts bounced enticingly, making droplets of milk splatter as she tried to gasp out her request. "C-Cum...AH...p-please...?" ------------ She didn't even need to ask. In all seriousness, his cock was going to explode either way, but this added encouragement made it feel just that much better. His thick cock strained, bulging another half an inch in length, which started to pulsate. Then that lovely white staining liquid poured into her ass, filling it thoroughly. He kept fucking her though, as his own orgasm went on. Then, with a sickening squelch sound coming from that hole as he pulled free. He pushed on the top of her back, shoving her from his lap. Like a rag doll, that he had finished playing with, and was bored of her. "We have all night? Huh?" He said, with an ill intended smile broadening upon his face. Reaching into the depths of the bag he had brought. Another toy came up. This one was a rubber like vial. Very thick. And it went over the tip of her tail. The fur was the only reason he had put this on her. Since it wasn't something someone would like to feel, while it was in use. Patting her backside, he let her relax for now. ------------- Her moans came louder and quicker as he thrust her even faster, up and down onto his cock. She held onto her womb as she felt his cock harden even more, and she felt familiar throb. Desire screamed cumming in pleasure as she felt his hot, burning seed coat the inside of her ass. She continued to feel his hardened thrusts until he had emptied his entire load inside her. She stood, woozy and slightly sick from the rough fucking she had received, cum dripping from her ass and onto the floor on her room. Desire gasped slightly as she felt herself pushed down on the floor as if she was not even a human being, just a slave. Her tail curled around her as Desire curled up hr own body, panting hard, gasping and trying to recuperate. She refused to answer his question and Desire cringed as his hand came back across her butt. ------------ He slipped the rubber vial over the tip of her tail, then pressed it disgustingly against her ass. He knew very well, that her tail was strong enough to push inside the tight hole. And he went around her front, caressing her cheek softly. "Fuck your tight hole." He said, tapping his cell to make sure she did not have any second ideas, but it seemed far past that now. He backed up leering at her, waiting for her to do as he asked, aiming his camera phone toward her. ------------- She vaguely felt something pressed against her ass, and Desire cringed, her ass sorer than it had ever been from fucking someone. She looked up tiredly to her teacher as he caressed her cheek and gave her, yet another set of instructions for her to follow, under threat of blackmail. Though she swore every so often, she heard a camera click. She sighed from tiredness and seeing that he would make good with his threat, Desire pushed her tail inside herself, the plastic aiding in stretching her already wet hole tighter and tighter. Though she wasn't used to having mere plastic inside of her and she struggled to gain pleasure from it, cringing and grimacing most of the time. ------------ At last, he grew impatient and he pulled on her tail fiercely, taking it out of her hole. Then, her teacher, made his way downstairs. Heading into their kitchen to help himself to a cup of tea. It wasn't too hard to find the ingredients, but that bloody kettle took the longest time it seemed, to make the water hot enough. He then sat himself onto the soft, lazy-boy chair. And even reclined, to enjoy his cup of tea, as if casually in his own home and not the home of the student he had fucked and had sexually doting on his whims. ------------ She moaned in pain as the tail dildo was removed quickly from her ass, still gushing with her teacher's cum, leaking from her surprisingly still tight wondrous ass. Her thighs were covered in her pussy juices and the little vibrator was a few inches from her fingers, but she was too tired to even think about Mr. Gabriel taking her viciously. Desire winced, crawling to her bathroom and starting her shower as her teacher went downstairs. After all...SURELY he was finished with her...right? ------------ The best thing about blackmail, was no price was too high, to keep it all a secret. His fingers went over the numbers of his cell, pressing speed dial. His 'buddy' owned a few things. One was overseeing his pet. The one and only prized possession he ever owned. It was only ten whole, long minutes before the package arrived at the house. And he quickly dashed outside to help them carry it inside. She would be very unlucky to find, that his favorite thing, wasn't one thing, but two. Two statues. Each weighing only 50 lbs. But, carried in one box. It was an odd thing to bring to her house, but it was signed anonymous and he walked out, leaving a card for her to find. The gargoylian- like statues was of a seemingly demonic tiger, and panther. ------------ Desire stepped out of the shower and eased into the hallway, straining to hear her blackmailer...when she didn't... The student crept downstairs, wrapped in only a skimpy blue towel, dripping water everywhere. She didn't see him...but she DID see a large box...and by the look of the card if was for her, from Mr. Gabriel. Desire opened the box and saw...two lifelike statues...of a panther and a tiger...with cold unforgiving stone eyes and smirk snarls? Curiously, she peered deeper into the box, wondering what Mr. Gabriel intended...