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Alice's Acting Adventures: Chapter 4 - Teacher's Pet

by Piper

mc; Mg; gg; Mdom; oral

Returning to school yesterday after the casting call had been a mixed blessing for Alice. On the one hand, the tedium of classes provided her with a distraction from thinking about the audition. On the other hand, her classes seemed even more boring because she was anxious about the results. That made today, Tuesday, agonizing because Alice was supposed to learn the results by 5:00. By the time she got home from school, there may be a message on the answering machine telling her she got the part. More likely, Alice's mom would be waiting at the front door to tell her the news, good or bad. By the time U.S. History, her last class of the day, came around, Alice was barely listening at all. That led to an awkward moment when she suddenly heard her name called.

“Erm, what?” Alice winced as she looked up from the book on her desk. Keeping her head bowed over her book gave the illusion of reading, even though she had not turned a page for the last 15 minutes of Mr. Port's lecture. Most of the class had turned to look at her and snickers began as the other students realized she had been tuning the teacher out.

“I know you were very intent on the textbook, so you may not have noticed that class is almost over.” Mr. Port spoke with the patience and mild sarcasm of any teacher with over 20 years of experience under his belt. “I asked you to stay after for a few minutes.”

“Oh, okay,” Alice said, shamefaced. The amusement of the other students at her expense was cut short when the bell rang a few seconds later. Everyone began haphazardly shoving books and pencils into their backpacks. As Alice did likewise, she wondered what Mr. Port wanted to talk about. Her grades were not exactly stellar but she was not anywhere near failing the class. Unless she had done badly on the test last Friday; that would be enough to push her to the edge of failing.

As the other students trickled out into the hallway, the usual culprits lingered around Mr. Port's desk. Libby and Anna were the teacher's pets: the first to volunteer an answer, appointed as class monitors if Mr. Port had to leave the room for any reason, and the ones who stayed after class to ask more questions about his lectures. Like always, the two girls were facing Mr. Port across his desk even after school was over. Libby was a pale Jewish girl with black hair and clear blue eyes. Anna was a slim brunette in the middle of a puberty-induced growth spurt. They were asking for clarification about some battle in the Civil War that Alice could not even remember reading about.

Alice stood up from her desk and wrestled the straps of her backpack over her shoulders. As she walked toward the front of the room, Mr. Port extricated himself from the conversation with the other two middle schoolers and shooed them away. They retreated to the classroom door, which swung shut as the last of the other students left, but Libby and Anna showed no signs of leaving until their questions were answered. Alice flicked an irritated glance at the other girls but since she was not sure exactly what Mr. Port wanted to talk about yet, she could not insist on privacy.

Mr. Port grinned boyishly up at Alice from his chair as she stopped in front of his desk. From a balding man nearing 50, the impish smirk was strange. As Alice stood uncertainly, the teacher said, “You're dressing differently, Allie.”

“Alice,” Alice corrected automatically. She had not been expecting this. Sure, she was wearing a skirt and blouse from Forever 12 instead of her usual tomboy clothes, but it should be within the school's dress code. In fact, the skirt was the most conservative one she had bought on her shopping trip, barely showing half of her thigh. Alice decided to play dumb, which would not be that far from the truth since she had no idea where the man was going with this. “Um, what do you mean?”

“I mean you look prettier this way. It shows you off better,” Mr. Port said, dropping his hand to his lap, which was hidden by the surface of the desk.

Creep alert. Alice tensed nervously and angled her head to look at Libby and Anna. The two girls were in a whispered conversation by the door and may not have even heard the man's inappropriate remark. Alice felt self-conscious despite how much she liked her new clothes. She certainly did not want to be ogled by a man older than her father.

“Um, I have to go, I'll miss my bus,” Alice said, dropping her eyes and turning away.

“Wait, Allie- Alice,” the teacher said, pulling something from his lap.

Alice half-turned and saw the thing that Mr. Port was holding in his hand. It was a crumpled cloth collar dyed crimson with a large silver bell dangling from its center. Visually, it looked like it had come from a flea market: some of the red stitches of the weave were fraying and the bell had small scuff marks. However, as soon as it caught Alice's eye, a huge psychic shock tore through the girl's mind. She was like a leaf getting swept up in a tornado, except all of the force was funneled toward a single point: the collar. Alice whipped back around to fully face Mr. Port, her eyes locked on the innocuous-looking collar.

“C-can I have t-that? Please? P-please?” Alice garbled, staggering under the mental effect of the collar. She reached out with both hands across the desk to where Mr. Port held the collar just out of reach.

“Of course you can,” the teacher said lazily, holding the collar across one finger so that it looked like it was about to fall to the ground. “I'll just need you to get naked for me first.”

“Okay, okay,” Alice said desperately, shrugging off her backpack and letting it crunch to the floor behind her. She all but shredded her clothes in her haste to peel them off of her petite body. As it was, several stitches ripped before the girl's clothes and underwear littered the ground around her. There was no room in Alice's mind for questions, embarrassment, or resistance. Every thought was directed towards the collar.

“Come around here, sexy, and kneel down for me.”

Alice wanted to scream. The idea of going another moment without that collar was worse than she could have ever imagined. Unless he meant for her to kneel so he could put the collar on her. Holding onto that hope, the blonde tween practically dove to the floor around the other side of the desk. She looked up towards Mr. Port only because he was holding the collar next to his face.

“I d-did it. Give it. N-now. P-please. Please! I need it,” Alice begged, trembling with desire now that the collar was even closer. The teacher was looking down at her smugly, but with her attention fastened on the collar, the girl did not even notice.

“Hmm,” Mr. Port said with exaggerated deliberation that made Alice want to tear her hair out. “I was saving this for my sex kitten. Would you be my sex kitten if I gave it to you?”

“Yes please I'll do it I'll do anything just gimme it I need it so bad please please please please please,” Alice babbled, her mind nearly ripping apart from the collar's compulsion. With a smile on his face, Mr. Port bent forward in his chair and wrapped the two ends of the collar around Anna's slender neck. The silver bell chimed softly as the man fastened the collar snugly against her throat.

The terrible mental strain vanished as the collar cinched down. Alice looked up in relief as Owner sat back in his chair. She felt a surge of love as she studied his aged face, and a wave of lust as her eyes trailed from his balding head, over his potbelly, to the crotch of his dark pants. Alice wobbled forward on her knees and rested her head on Owner's left thigh. He reached down to pet her with one hand, stroking her hair comfortingly.

“I know it hurt a lot, sweetie, but it was only the first time. The collar won't be that rough again,” Owner said. Alice did not care; she would endure any pain if she could be with him. Then Owner pitched his voice louder, not to Alice. “You can come get your collars, now.”

Alice looked up but stayed next to Owner as Libby and Anna approached. Both of the middle schoolers were naked, having stripped out of their clothes while Alice had been obsessed with her collar. The girls were on their hands and knees, crawling forward submissively and waiting in that crouch while Owner knelt and attached new collars to each of them. Both of the other collars were red, although neither had a bell, and neither called out to Alice the way her own had.

Then Owner scooted his chair back away from the girls, which Alice did not like, and opened the large bottom drawer of his desk. He pulled out headbands with animal ears, and dildos with tails attached. Anna received a brown headband with dog ears and a ribbed dildo that ended in a fluffy tail. Libby put on a pair of black rabbit ears the same color as her hair and took a thick dildo with a puffy black ball on the end. While the two girls helped each other stuff the dildos up their asses, Owner fished at the bottom of the drawer for Alice's set. He handed her a white headband with car ears, which she promptly put on, and then motioned for her to turn around. Alice spun around and arched her back while Owner forced a dildo – molded into the shape of a penis – inside of her. The dildo ended in a sleek white tail that could be bent and keep its shape.

Owner sat back and Alice spun back around to look up at him with the other two girls. He was smiling broadly as he looked them over. “I have a slutty puppy, a fuck bunny, and now a sexy kitten. Let's hope three's not too much for my poor old cock. Alice, come up on my lap.”

Alice stood up quickly and climbed onto Owner's lap, facing him. She pressed herself against the girth of his stomach and made to kiss him, but he held her back. With her body draped over his, Owner slid his hands down along her sides until he reached her pert butt. He squeezed a cheek possessively in each hand, kneading her soft flesh and sliding the dildo farther inside of her when it started to poke out.

“You need to listen carefully now, Alice,” Owner said sternly. Alice stopped nuzzling at his shoulder and looked up. Her eyes were wide, like an acolyte of a new religion, as Owner said, “Whenever I give you your collar, you are going to be a sexy little kitten. But I don't want you fighting with Anna, even though she's a puppy. Anna and Libby are your sisters and you love them. In fact, even when you don't have your collar on, they're your best friends. When you don't have your collar on, you will remember what we do, but you won't tell anyone. It will seem so normal and boring that you won't even think about it unless you are in this classroom or you see me. But when you put the collar back on, you will love being my sex kitten and doing anything I say. Do you understand?”

“Meow,” Alice said, nodding hard enough to slide her headband askew. Owner fixed the headband for her and then lifted her off of his lap and put her on the ground in front of him. Anna was still there, panting like the puppygirl she was, but Libby had disappeared.

“Libby is putting my number into your phone as 'Tim' okay?” Owner said when he saw Alice looking over her shoulder for her sister. A sniffing sound came from the other side of the desk where Alice had left her clothes. As a bunnygirl, the sniff was about the most sound that Libby was allowed to make. Alice turned back to Owner as he continued, “You are going to send me at least one sexy picture a day, little kitten. Then delete it off your phone. And since you, Libby, and Anna are best friends, I'm sure you'll be able to send me naughty group pictures too.”

Alice mewed happily in acknowledgment. The naked preteen crawled forward and rubbed her side against Owner's leg and then arched her back, seeking his attention. When he gave in and rubbed his hand from her neck to her rear, Alice purred. Then she jerked and hissed when she felt a small tongue tickle her asshole. Alice crawled in a circle and saw Anna, her head cocked curiously. Libby was crawling back around the table at the same time, kicking her legs in little hops as she moved her hands forward.

Owner swatted Alice on the head and she looked up at him with wide eyes. He shook his head and said, “None of that. Anna was just saying hello. Kiss her so she knows you're sorry.”

Alice slinked over to Anna and pressed her lips against the other girl's. Under Owner's direction, the kiss deepened and the two tweens began exploring each other's mouths with their tongues. Soon they were barely acting like their animal counterparts at all. The two girls sat on their butts on the tile floor with their naked limbs intertwined as they made out with each other, putting on a show for Owner. Libby hopped between Owner's legs and pulled out his veiny cock. The bunnygirl started sucking off Owner while Alice enjoyed her first makeout session with her new sister.

It took several minutes for Owner to cum in Libby's mouth, at which time he stopped his other two pets. “Alice, Libby has something she wants to share with you.”

Alice sat in place but Anna pulled away, returning to her hands and knees and panting with her tongue hanging out. Libby swiveled and hopped the few steps over to Alice before kissing the blonde girl on the lips. This time, as the other girl's tongue entered her mouth, Alice could taste Owner's cum accompanying the saliva. Libby had already swallowed a lot, but the salty flavor filled Alice's mouth, especially once she ventured out with her own tongue and swabbed the slimy liquid still in Libby's mouth. Anna crawled around her two classmates to lap at Owner's cock and clean it up.

“Let's stop for today,” Owner said a minute later. Alice and Libby returned to their animal positions while Anna crawled back to join them. “Now that we have three students, I'm going to file the paperwork to form your new club. I think calling it the 'Teacher's Pets Club' will be enough to stop anyone else from joining. And of course I'll be your faculty adviser. How does that sound?”

The preteens variously barked, meowed, and twitched their noses according to their animals. All three of them loved the idea. They loved all of Owner's ideas.

“That way you all can stay after school once a week for club meetings and we can take our time,” Owner said, glancing up at the clock on the far wall. “Speaking of which, it's time to get dressed, or you'll miss the late bus.”

The girls busied themselves removing their headbands and helping one another extract their tails. Owner collected all of them and returned them to his desk drawer before locking it. When the girls stood up, they took off their collars reluctantly. Alice was the most hesitant but she found that her collar did not carry the same compulsion it had when she first saw it. She still wanted to wear it, but she could bring herself to part with it. With regret, she handed it over to Mr. Port, letting the bell tinkle gently.

Alice walked around the desk to her clothes, not ashamed to be naked around Mr. Port or her best friends. She pulled on her panties and her skirt, and then was surprised by a group hug from Libby and Anna. They told her how glad they were that she was a teacher's pet too, and they promised that they would all have a lot of fun. Laughing, Alice pushed the other half-dressed preteens away and finished putting her clothes on. Last of all was her backpack.

The classmates kissed Mr. Port goodbye, on the lips and for several minutes, and then walked to the late bus pickup point. The late bus ran an hour after the other buses left, picking up kids who had either missed their regular buses or who had detention. Once the girls left Mr. Port's classroom, none of them mentioned their sexual escapade. None of them even thought about it. They spent most of their time waiting for the bus by getting to know each other, since they were new to being best friends.

Alice had missed a call and text from her mom. The girl texted back that she was sorry; she had missed her bus and would be home soon. Her mom replied by text almost immediately. The results of the casting call were out. Alice would be absent from most of her classes tomorrow. She had gotten the part.
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