0 comments/ 109556 views/ 3 favorites Tease Ch. 1 By: Minx2000 I awoke to find it was a beautiful morning. Jumped in the shower and washed, letting the hot soapy water wash over me as I thought about my day. I had a game tonight to attend and I mentally went over the cheers in my head. Letting my hand linger on my shaved pussy, gently fingering my clit till I felt a few tiny sensations. I'm eighteen, today and it's going to be a beautiful day. Now I don't like to brag but I know that when I walk into a room, I turn heads. Standing 5-7, weighing 130, 36D cup (very proud of that), 26 inch waist, 36 hips, long black hair almost down to my waist, and warm brown eyes. I've been told I've got nice long legs. I'm the captain of the cheerleading squad with a GPA 4.0. I'm a very popular, well-liked, and as well adjusted Senior in High School. Yes, I guess you could say I've got it all. Except that I'm known as a tease. It's not my fault, I'm just afraid of the pain. I'd rather stay a virgin. I've heard a couple of guys mention that they would like to take me down a peg or two. Well, I say let them try. Putting on my black push up bra and black thong, I throw on the short skirt and tight shirt knowing some lucky guy will get a glimpse of what they will never touch. Yes, I'm a tease and I'm proud of it. Laughing at that thought, I grab my backpack and set off for school. The day goes by quickly, I make plans with some of my friends and by 7th period (my last class of the day) I'm counting down the minutes. I notice my teacher Mr. Michaels seems a bit upset today so I decide to cheer him up, my way. I "accidentally" drop my pencil as I'm walking back from the pencil sharpener. Since the pencil sharpener is at the front of the room next to his desk, I know he gets a good view of my ass. I pick it up nonchalantly and saunter back to my desk. I sit down, look at him (he is still looking at me) and raise one eyebrow. With a dismissive glance I look down and start to doodle as I anxiously wait for the bell. Now don't get me wrong, I usually don't flash teachers, but I find Mr. Michaels, with his muscular tall build and arrogant attitude, too much to stomach sometimes. He is the only teacher that I know I can't manipulate. He teaches world history, who cares, I won't need it to make my mark in this world. I also resent the fact that he has been hard on me, always pushing me to work hard on my assignments. I glance up at the clock on the wall and I see that in a few seconds I will be free. Right as the bell rings, I hear Mr. Michaels. "I will need to see you after class, Lisa." I look around and think this is a mistake. I sigh and wait as the rest of my classmates file out of the room. He sits at this desk, writing as I simmer, how dare he hold me after class, I've done nothing! Finally he looks up and summons me up to his desk. I walk up and face him. "Wait here," he points to the space next to his desk, "I'll be right back." I'm so upset, that I don't notice his intentions till I hear the lock click. I turn around and watch him walk back to the desk. Bravely I say, "What's this about Mr. Michaels, I've got a game tonight and I really have to go." He lets his gaze travel slowly up my body and I feel a shiver. "You are violating the dress code young lady." "What? No, I'm not! This is the outfit approved by the principal. How am I violating?" "By wearing a thong underneath that short skirt." He said quietly watching as I flushed with embarrassment at having been caught teasing him. "You are eighteen today aren't you?" I smile, great I can use the birthday card "yes it's my birthday! Please won't you give me a chance I promise that I won't do that again." "Actually, I might be persuaded to let it go this time if you do something for me." "Sure Mr. Michaels, anything you want." "I want you to strip for me. As you strip, I want you to beg me to touch you." I nervously gulp and look around, wondering how to get out of that. "That's it?" "Yes, don't worry, I don't want to touch you I just want to see how good of a tease you are. Besides, you are legal now. What's the harm? You don't have to get naked, just down to your underwear." He made it sound so easy that before I thought better of it, I was wiggling my ass and taken off my top and skirt. I had begged him to touch me as I let one of my nipples peek out and I rubbed it perky. I stood there in my thong and bra and shivered from the cold AC air that touched my skin. I was about to get my clothes when he spoke again. "Wait, do a back bend and a split for me. Come on, you are the captain." I shook off the ill feeling I was getting and complied with his request. He applauded and walked over to where I was at and gave me his hand. I took it and stood up again. "Nice" he said as he placed his hand on my ass. I jumped but he pulled me towards him. "You do know that you are mine now." He whispered in my ear. I felt sick as frightened thoughts swirled in my head. He grabbed me by the hair and I yelled as he brought me to my knees. "You can't do that!" I yelled back as he increased the pain by pulling my hair tighter. "Boys, you can come out now. We got the bitch where we want her." I shook my head slightly, hoping that I had heard incorrectly. But I saw two other guys; both seniors come out from behind the back rows of the classroom seats. One of them was carrying a video camera, both were leering at me. I flushed and began to feel the first real panic attack. My heart was pounding and all I could do was watch them approach in disbelief. "You see, baby, if you don't do exactly as you are told, then we will all show the whole school and your parents this video of you stripping and begging Mr. Michaels to touch you." The guy I knew as Rob spoke those words to me as he leered at my exposed body. I glanced at all of them and I began to feel faint. "Oh, no, Ms. Lisa, I still need you to finish. Unzip my pants and touch me with your mouth." I heard Mr. Michaels whisper. Too frightened to come up with a plan, I found myself unzipping his pants and I pulled out his semi-erect cock. "I've never done this before...." "Just pretend it is a big lollipop, licking the sides, up and down, then suck on it." I did as he asked and took him in my mouth. I licked and sucked as best as I could and the next thing I knew he had shoved his cock deep inside my throat. I had trouble breathing and I tried to struggle but his grip on my hair was too tight. I quickly got into a rhythm and pretty soon I heard him moaning. I concentrated on making him cum hoping that would satisfy him. He pulled me off suddenly and pulled me to my feet by the hair. "Did you bring the blanket boys?" I saw the guy I know as Steve nod as he laid it down on the floor. I started to struggle but Rob had already grabbed my arms and was pulling me down to the floor. Steve grabbed my feet and Mr. Michaels dropped his pants down to his ankles as he settled between my legs. "NO! You can't do this, please!!! I'm a virgin, Mr. Michaels, please don't do this, please!!!" "Really, well this will feel good too, because you will never forget me then." Mr. Michaels pulled my thong off and smiled. "Shaved, beautiful." He bent his head and I jumped as I felt his tongue invaded my private sanctuary. He flicked his tongue back and forth over my clit and suckled it gently. Against my will, my body reacted to the sensations and I moaned as I felt the stirrings of an orgasm. "Yes baby, look how responsive you are, you know this is what you want." I felt his finger slide in my pussy as he continued to assault my clit with this tongue. I kept moaning unable to control my responses. I felt him stop and I almost begged him to continue. I opened my eyes and saw him place his cock at the entrance of my pussy. I struggled but Steve and Rob just laughed as they firmly held me. I closed my eyes as I felt him push in. I felt myself stretching. He stopped and ordered me to open my eyes. I kept them closed and he slapped me hard. I opened them and saw him smile. "I want you to look at me as I make you mine completely." I stared at him and felt the pressure building as I felt him invade my body. I started to scream as I felt him push through burying himself to the hilt, breaking my hymen but Rob placed his hand on my mouth and muffled my scream. I heard him grunt in pleasure. My pussy was burning with pain. I felt Michaels fingers rub my clit as he held himself deep inside me. The pain subsided as his fingers played my clit bringing forth pleasure. When I moaned, he began to move in and out, going deeper each time. I was lost at this point in the moment of pleasure as he drove in deeper and faster, quickening his pace. I forgot that this was being done against my will as he fucked me hard, continuing to rub my clit. I felt my hips rise up of their own accord as I started to feel myself cum. I involuntarily squeezed my pussy walls around his cock and felt my pussy start to convulse with my first orgasm. I yelled out his name and he smiled triumphantly. He pulled out and I was turned around as he positioned my ass in the air. He went in from behind and pumped me hard. In and out, I felt his balls banging my pussy lips. I heard him yell as I felt his cock explode inside me, pulsing as he squirted his load deep inside my womb. He pulled out and turned me around. "Lick me clean, my new little slut." He placed his semi-erect cock in my face and I licked it, tasting my essence and his mixed as one. "That's it whore, you were made to serve me!" He pulled me to my feet and told me to get dressed. I was very sore and it hurt when I slid my clothes on. My legs felt like jelly as I struggled to regain my composure. "You will stay after school for an hour every day for the next week. You still need to service Steve and Rob but since this was your first time, we will wait. By the way, remember, the video. Don't fuck up. Do as you are told and no one will ever find out." I walked out of the room quietly as I see my bleak future week ahead. I feel hot tears streaming down my face and I swore then and there that someday, they would pay for what they did to me today. I would play their stupid game but if they thought they could fuck with my life they had another thing coming. I walked to my car with my head held high as I contemplated. Tease Ch. 2 I placed my sunglasses on and I calmly drove home in a silent blur of tears. Methodically I went through the politeness of social graciousness as I spoke with my mother about my day at school. If my voice cracked or trembled as I lied she did not mention it. I finally pleaded a headache, rushed upstairs to my room, and shut the world off as I turned the faucet on and splashed water on my face. I looked at my reflection in the mirror, the water beading on my forehead and I closed my eyes, not wanting to see the loss of innocence reflected back in my gaze. The sound of the water rushing from the spigot brought me back to reality and I thought of my ordeal again. No one must ever know, I vowed silently. I turned off the spigot and slowly undressed. As I slipped off my thong and I cringed as I felt a wave of soreness between my legs. I turned the hot water on and filled the bathtub letting the mist curl around me as a cocoon. I poured some of my favorite scented foaming bath beads in and watched mesmerized as the water and foam beads merged, creating a sanctuary of bubbles. I slowly slid into the tub and felt the hot water caress my body. I scrubbed myself with a washcloth and imagined the soapiness erasing the memories from my mind and body. I slid my hand down to my pussy and gently let my fingers caress as I remembered Mr. Michaels. I blushed at the memory of how he had shamelessly made me orgasm. I placed my other hand on my breast and saw as my nipple puckered up as I teased it with my fingers. I remembered his huge cock tearing into my very core and I blushed furiously as a wave of pleasure assaulted my senses. I removed my hand, finished bathing and got dressed. I attended the game that evening and acted as if I didn’t have a care in the world. Thankfully I did not encounter any of them at the game and I went home. My mother had saved my dinner but I declined and instead laid in my bed contemplating my revenge. I fell asleep and dreamed of Mr. Michaels. I awoke with a start several times that night. I was thankful for the weekend but dreaded as Monday morning came all too soon and I had yet to formulate a plan. The alarm clock signaled the start of the torturous day. I slipped on my underwear, choosing the oldest set I had. There wasn’t any sense in displaying my assets. I decided on the most unflattering outfit I could come up with. Baggy old t-shirt and baggy jeans. I topped off the outfit by tying my hair in a severe ponytail. I arrived in school and spent the morning submerged in my studies. I met some of my friends for lunch and I mostly listened at their carefree gossip. Every once in awhile I would offer a non-committal response. I was about to get up to leave when Dixie, one of the girls of my group, made a comment about Rob. I listened intently as she said that she had heard from an unknown but reliable source that Rob was rumored to be gay. I almost gasped out loud as I heard Dixie continue stated that she had also been told that had been busted with another guy this past weekend but didn’t know who it had been. I asked her who had busted Rob and she said that she believed it had been the police. I almost jumped with glee. I glanced at my watch. 12:15pm. I had five minutes of lunchtime left and I would have to cut class if I wanted to verify what Dixie had said. With my mind made up I left campus, drove home and changed into a low cut tight t-shirt and shorts. I wore my hair loose and drove over to the police station. I sauntered in and told the officer at the desk that I wanted to file a report of a lost wallet. I caught the eye of a plain clothes detective walking in and innocently smiled at him, admiring his muscular physique. His hair was military style cut and dark brown. His eyes were hazel with a touch of blue to them. He didn’t appear too old either, about 23 or so. He smiled a gorgeous dimpled smile. “Hi. I’m Detective Ramsey. How may I help you?” His husky voice fit him perfectly. “I came to report my missing wallet.” I replied as I shook his hand. Hmm, interesting, no wedding ring. “Ok. Come back here to my office and I will get all the details.” I followed him to his office and sat down. I gave him my name, address, phone number, and subtly emphasized my age. I vaguely described the “missing wallet” and gave generic details about when I thought I had lost it. I caught him once looking at my chest area and I teased him by playing with my necklace. I finally finished my answers by stating that I believed that a boy at school named Rob was the one I suspected of taking my wallet. “Rob Cameron? The name sounds familiar, hold on while I check something.” Detective Ramsey left the office and came back with a file. “Is this him?” Showing me a photo of Rob. I nodded. “What did he do? Has he stolen anything else officer?” “No, nothing like that. He was arrested this past weekend for public lewdness.” “Public lewdness?” Detective Ramsey coughed nervously and replied, “Yeah.” I waited for him to continue but he just sat there reading. “Look Ms…” “Lisa, please, you can call me Lisa.” I interrupted him. “Would you be able to tell me what he did?” “Well, I...” he hesitated and I went in for the kill. “I am eighteen and isn’t all of this open to the public? If he has done something bad, shouldn’t I be made aware so that I can be alert?” Detective Ramsey sat there and stared. Finally, in a lower voice, he told me how Rob had been caught with a transsexual at the park. I smiled inwardly and acted surprised. I thanked the detective and told him that if I found out anything I would get in touch with him. I walked out and saw Detective Ramsey leave the office. I went to the restroom and waited five minutes. I walked back to the front desk and told the officer that I had left my keys in Detective Ramsey’s office. The officer smiled and let me go to the office to get my keys. I saw the folder with Rob’s name on it and I grabbed the paperwork inside of it. I folded it up and stuffed it down my shorts. I got my keys and walked out. On the way back to school, I could not believe my luck. Amidst the paperwork were photos of Rob and the transsexual he had been caught with. I felt relief and smiled. I safely locked the evidence in the trunk of my car and walked into school. I walked into 7th period and anticipated what Mr. Michaels would make me do after school. Mr. Michaels ignored me through out the next 45 minutes and I was able to scrutinize this man that held me in his grasp. He couldn’t be older than 35. His dark hair was kept short and combed neatly. If I didn’t know him for the monster he was I would have probably categorized him as one of those “nice guys”. His smoke gray eyes did not betray his true nature either. Unfortunately I felt myself getting excited and wet as the time grew near. I remembered all too well, how gifted Mr. Michaels was. The bell rang and the class left. I sat in my chair and waited. “Lisa, I see that my lessons yesterday did not diminish your tendency to tease!” Mr. Michaels spoke quietly. I jumped at the sound of his voice and I stood up. “Lock the door and come here.” I did as he told me and stood in front of him. He placed his hand inside my shorts and felt the wetness. He raised his hand to his lips, licked my essence off and smiled. He silently placed his hand on my shoulder, pushed down and made me kneel in front of him. He unzipped his pants and pulled out his erect cock. I looked up at him and he nodded as he placed his cock at the entrance to my mouth. I closed my eyes and took him in my mouth. Licking, sucking, swirling my tongue as he fucked my mouth with forceful movements. I felt him tense just before he came deep into my throat. I swallowed and heard him sigh. “You are going to be a great slut!” Mr. Michaels said as he patted my head. He zipped his pants and sat down. I heard the door open and in walked Steve. Steve, with his blond hair and blue eyes, at least he was attractive. I decided to take him head on. “So Steve, how do you want me?” I asked in my sexiest voice. “Where is Rob?” “Rob couldn’t make it but since today is my day….” Steve answered. He walked up to me and pulled down my shirt and bra. As one dusky colored nipple peaked out, he dipped his head and licked it. I moaned and felt myself get wet again. Steve pulled down my shorts and panties and bent me over the Mr. Michaels desk. I was expecting pain but instead all I felt was pleasure as he entered me from behind. Steve was definitely not Mr. Michaels. I felt his cock ram against me and I felt the pleasure building inside me. Unfortunately for me, Steve was so excited that 2 minutes later, he came violently and I felt his hot sperm shoot deep inside me. I was left aching for release. Mr. Michaels must have sensed my frustration. He handed me a towel and ordered me to wipe myself clean. As I was cleaning myself, he sat back down and unzipped his pants again. His engorged cock sprang up and he nodded as I looked at it longingly. I blushed at having been caught gazing at it. He smiled and told me to sit on him. I lowered myself and came almost instantly. As wave after wave of pleasure hit me, I mindlessly continued to move, a slave to the sensations I was feeling. Mr. Michaels reached down and flicked my clit a couple of times before I came again. With a low moan I felt Mr. Michaels cock spasm as he came. “You are a good slut. Baby.” Mr. Michaels said. “I am pleased that you have accepted your fate without fighting it. I have something special planned for you tomorrow.” I nodded and started to clean myself again with the towel but Mr. Michaels stopped me. “No, I want you to leave here wet with my juices.” I dressed myself and walked out. My legs felt weak and my soul felt tarnished at how wanton I had become. In a way, I was happy that Mr. Michaels had awakened this side of me. But in a way, I was going to be even happier when at least I had a choice of whom I could fuck. I smiled as I thought about Detective Ramsey.