Alone in a crowd... for hornybisexualbitch

[OldPerv]

Her fingers trembled as she dialed.
The secretary had told her Mr. D had already called home.
Please be mom she wept, as the phone rang.

"Hello"

"Hi mom"

"I'm sorry dear, your dad talked to the school, you were expelled again."

"Mom I..."

"He forbid me to send any more, I'm sorry."
"Listen, if you can convince them to let you back in, call us."

She couldn't even offer a response, she simply set the phone into its cradle.

Broken, alone, isolated from the world...she stood in the phone booth
...and she cried.

That idiot professor, did he really think she was going to go home with him because he gave her a "D" on her paper.
Of course she spit in his face !

It was no use, no one would believe her...they didn't last time.

She picked up her things and walked instinctively towards Mr. D's home.
Perhaps she had misunderstood his intentions ?

[hornybisexualbitch]

As i walked back to Mr. D's house, i talk myself into thinking i missunder stood him, surely he didn't want me to fuck him, i am not even that pretty, so maybe i should go back and talk to him. i cleared up my face and walked back to his house, i stood on the doormat and and rang the bell, when he saw me there, i saw a hint of lust in his eyes, but it was quickly gone. He told me to come in so i did, still unsure though.

[Number7]

Originally Posted by hornybisexualbitch

surely he didn't want me to fuck him, i am pretty hot though!

Sorry to interfere, but I felt the need to fix that, and RP is no place for lies

[hornybisexualbitch]

thanks, that is sweet, and u have seen my pics, so take ur own advise, dont' lie.

[OldPerv]

He heard the knock he had been waiting for.

He waited, to let her think...for awhile more.

After finishing his drink and hearing her knock twice more, he walked towards the door.

"Who is it..." (knowing full well she thought.)

"Mr.D ?"

"Ah my dear, a second, if you please."

He waited a moment to let the torment sink in. ( she thought )

Opening the door slowly, he looked down on her trembling figure.

"So, you have decided ?"

"Sir ?"

"You know if you want to excel, you must do as I say"

She lowered her head down and walked through the door.

[hornybisexualbitch]

I walked though the door knowing what he wanted, while i was walking i thought about it, it is just sex, i mean people do stupid things all the time to get somewhere in life, right?

As i walked though the door all i could think about was, what the fuck am i doing, this is wrong, but deep down i knew i had to.

[OldPerv]

"May I take you coat?" he asked, in a soft monotone voice.
"May I take your clothes, before I take you?" was what she read in his voice.
"If you must." she replied.
He looked at her oddly, slipped the coat from her shoulders and walked to the closet.

He motioned her to follow and proceeded slowly down the hallway.
The hallway was lined with Diplomas, Awards of Merit, pictures of a young man in football attire.
She looked inquisitively for one that read "Best Rapist".

At the end of the hallway, a closed door with a window, like the classroom doors at school.
A window in a bedroom door she imagined, are we putting on a show ?
When she reached the door, he opened it and motioned her in.

"What the fuck!" a classroom !
Small rows of desks, blackboard, projection screen, a row of heavily stocked bookshelves along one wall and, of course, that big black imposing desk,
...front and centre.
This fucking pervert has planned this for some time.
Or, more likely, has been doing this for some time.

However, unlike the classrooms at school, the windows were heavily covered.

He motioned her to a small wooden students desk at the front, right before his.
She glanced at a desk at the back of the room.
"Oh yea ! great idea you brain dead bitch.", she thought to herself.
'Like that's going to make a huge difference."

As she slid into the desk he had pointed out, she looked forward at the huge black desk in front of her.
"Ah...she thought, he is going to sit down behind his imposing desk and masturbate ?"
"I think he wants to toy with me, gradually increase the level of depravity, with each visit ?"
"I will return again and again, leaving more and more degraded each time.
Yes, that is his perverted little game."

He went to the shelves, removed a book and placed it on her desk.
"I have placed a marker at chapter six."
Then, as she had predicted, he proceeded to his desk and sat.
"Oh look, I'm supposed to pretend to read, while he pretends to mark more papers."
"What a perverted little prick you are, Mr.D."

She opened the book to chapter six and actually took a glance, hoping to distract herself from what he was about to do.
After reading the first paragraph, she noticed, this is the answer to a question on the test.

"What is this sick little prick up to ?"
"Is he going to abuse me AND make me read this shit as well !"
"If I wanted to read this crap, I would have done it BEFORE I wrote his fucking stupid little test!"

She timidly looked up, expecting to see one hand flipping papers, in a vain attempt to pretend, and the other,...busy under the desk.

"Oh, I see. He's in no hurry."
"I'm a captive little bitch, at his disposal, he can play this as slowly as he wants."

Noting one hand flipping papers, the other holding a marker,
she thought to herself, "PRICK !"

'I'm sorry ??" she heard.

"Oh fuck, that was supposed to be to herself ?" she scrambled for a response.

"Oh, I'm sorry,....I coughed." looking up slowly.

She began to tremble, as he stood up.
He walked around the desk toward her, she felt tiny tears forming in her eyes.
He stopped at the corner , removed a tissue from his desk,
and headed toward her.
She braced herself for what was about to happen.

"Bless you." he said, in an almost sympathetic tone, as he handed her the tissue.

He pointed to the book, "Do you recall this?" he asked.
"No." she replied honestly.
"I didn't think so."
She looked up into his eyes, not wanting to, but knowing she must.

"It isn't a great read, I admit."
"But, I inherited the curriculum, and you enrolled in the course."
"Looks like we are stuck with each other for awhile." he said with a laugh.

"Sick prick." she thought, this time making sure her mouth was shut.

He went back to his desk and sat.
She feverishly read through the pages in front of her.
Not wanting to look up, she didn't want to see what her panicked, confused mind imagined.
Turning the page, she saw the bold words...CHAPTER SEVEN.

Without looking up she timidly uttered. "I'm finished chapter six."

She heard his chair move, footsteps, paper rustling.
She was brought almost to tears again, trembling, as she felt his presence close to her.
She knew it was about to start.

A piece of paper was placed in front of her.
"What's this ?" she thought.
"Instructions ?, Let Me Rape You for Dummies ?"

She looked down. "The fucking TEST!"

"Excuse me ?"

"Oh shit." she thought...

"Oh, I see you are going to let me write the test again ?"
"How fucking sweet." she thought, while clinching her teeth to make sure her mouth stayed shut.

He didn't reply, simply headed back to his desk.
The book was still open, he had set no time limit.
"What kind of mind fuck is this prick playing?"

Thinking he was probably buying more time, so that he could finish his evil little deed, under the desk, she picked up a pen and started to write.
The answers seemed to come so simply, and quickly, now that she had actually read the book

She finished in what seemed like minute.
Should she look up,to see if he needed more time, before she spoke ?
"I'm finished." she heard herself saying. Not having the desire to look up first.

She heard him rise and move towards her.
Looking up slowly, she immediately closed her eyes, as if in prayer.
"Thank God."
No penis hung from his pants, perhaps he was finished with her for now.
Or, had he just not begun?

Mr.D sat himself on the side of her little wooden desk.
"So that's it. You're going to abuse me here first, at my desk."
"You sick, fucking prick."

He picked up her paper and began to read.
"Sure, torment me first asshole, I bet you are hard as a rock right now."

She saw his hand moving over her paper, underlining here and there, as if he was actually marking it.
He placed it on her desk (the paper that is).
She looked down at the red lines.
Spelling mistakes that even she recognized,with a second reading.
Her eyes slowly looked toward the top.

'A'...very good work.
You should always read your work a second time though.
You would probably have caught most of the mispelled words, if you had.

She looked up at him, this time tears of joy and relief filled her eyes.

He passed her a tissue, as he reached toward the top of her blouse.

[hornybisexualbitch]

I am confused, unsure what to think.
What is it that he wants of me ?

Mr. D. would certainly have not gone to the trouble of creating this fake classroom, if he didn't intend to fondle, molest and perhaps even more.

But I have been here for more than two hours and he hasn't laid a finger on me.

I know he has raped my mind several times, ever since I first saw that "D" on my paper.
But, why did he force me to read that stupid book ?
Why did he make me rewrite his stupid little test ?

That "A"...it was all so beautiful.
The remarks below, scripted so nicely to guide me to even better.

When I read...I felt tears of joy, for the first time.
For a brief moment I felt a tranquility and peace that I had not felt since I was too young to know what it was.

and then...
...then I saw his hand reach out towards the top of my blouse.

[OldPerv]

I reached out wanting to gently touch her chin, to hold her head so that our eyes were glued together, as I spoke.

My hand however dropped towards the top button on her blouse.
I quickly pulled it back, which startled her.

As much as I wanted to see the fear in her eyes, as I would slowly undo each of the top five buttons.
Had she purposely worn a blouse with so many buttons, clumped so closely together?
Had she known somehow my secret inner thoughts ?

As much as I wanted to feel her tremble as I grasped the material available to me with both hands, after undoing the top five buttons.

As much as I wanted to see her instinctively close her eyes, as the tears started to fall.

As much as I wanted her to desperately moan a shaken, pleading "No?",
as I ripped the blouse open to expose her soft tender flesh.

As much as I wanted to see her look down in shame as I molested her soft tender breast, moving ever so slowly, gently from one to the other.

As much as I wanted....I could not.

I knew the act of exercising control over this helpless young lady would arose every evil thought and deed in my soul.
I also knew it was illegal.

Perhaps when I retire in late April of 2009, I will invite this charming young lady back into my web.

Perhaps then she will attend my little classroom.
Perhaps then I will really teach her something.
Perhaps then I will attend to her.

For now though, I must try to control those evil acts.
For now, I must help improve her desire to learn.

Can I continue to meet with her and still control those desires ?
Surely I can somehow find the strength to be her tutor, her mentor ,and not her tormentor.

I reach out and gently place my hand on her chin, my little finger resting on the top botton of her blouse.

I look into her eyes and softly explain.
"You have learned today that you have the ability to be a better student, when the desire is there."

"Tommorow the class will study chapter seven, I will see you there."
"After class you will attend here again, our private session will continue."

As I heard myself saying "our private session will continue.", the evil thoughts racing through my mind made me realize, it was a bad choice of words.
But it was too late, the words had already been said.

I looked into her eyes and the fear told me she had interperated them in an evil context as well.

Her watery eyes were making me drool, so I took my hand away and handed her her coat.

[hornybisexualbitch]

I didnt understand, what was he doing, i saw the lust in his eyes, then his hand move, yet it moved away, i was so confused, was he playing mind games with me or what, i didnt' understand, then he told me to come back tomorrow and that "our private session will continue." What the hell did he mean by that?

[OldPerv]

I pranced around my class. exacturating every statement.
Avoidinding her , as if on purpose.
I thought perhaps I wanted her to learn on her own, but I knew the real hidden reason.
I new I was weak, and the next time she came to my home...I could not resist.

[OldPerv]

I knew that I would reach for her.
I knew that I would take her by the hand and guide her gently toward my bed
I knew that I would lead her hand to my groin.
I knew that I would push ever so gently on her head.
I knew that I would tell her she was a good girl.
I knew ....

[hornybisexualbitch]

I knew something was up, but i went anyway for our next "session". he seems mad at me or something, because he kept avoiding me, i didnt' know what to think, but i went anyway.

[OldPerv]

i heard the knock.
i wore very principle looking clothing...even though i was not
she stoood there so still.

i grabbed her by the hair.
i draged her into the hallwall.
i brought my fist to her face.
i was certain she was passed out.
i dragged her towards the bedroom.
i slammed the door.
i pulled her unto the bed.
i looked into her eye's...she was mine.

[hornybisexualbitch]

when he opened the door i saw him, he looked very professsional. he looked very handsome too, buti pushed that away, he looked at me then all the sudden grabbed my hair and pulled me in before i knew what was happening his fist was coming to my face, .....

[OldPerv]

As I threw her down, expecting that she was out, I turned to remove my pants.

I turned around and saw her attempting to pull herself up.
"Christi !", I shouted.
"Stand, with your hands at your side, do not move."

I took her head in my hand and explained.
" I am going to do whatever I please with you.
You will say out loud what I am doing to you and you will offer no resistance."
"Begin"...

[hornybisexualbitch]

i was so confused, my head hurt like hell i didnt know what was happening, he kept talking, holding my face, but i couldnt understand him, he looked lustfull, happy, excited and sad, damn i was so confused, then blackness.

[OldPerv]

" Christi, I am each and every pervert that has ever been. "
" I represent any man who has taken a young soul, without her will or desire."

You have been left in my care.
You are young and naive.
Of course you think that you should do whatever I ask of you.

Do you remember Christi ?
When I told you to suck it, you did.
Then I turned you around and bent you over.

What did I do next Christi....
Tell us.
Tell everyone who chooses to read this story.
What did I do next.
Are you ready for that Christi ?
Remember, I represent any man who has taken a young soul.

What did I do next Christi ?

[hornybisexualbitch]

Mr. D told me to stand still, hands at my side.
He told me to say out loud what he was doing to me.

As tears began to roll down my cheeks I began

" Your hand is reaching out...cupping my breast."
" Ever so gently, at first."
" Now your caress is more aggressive."
" You're starting to hurt me. "
" Damn it, you are pinching my nipple so hard, I want to scream !" ...but I dare not.

As I stand helpless, defenceless before you, I remember each and every man before you who has betrayed the trust, that left me in their care.

My mind drifted backwards in time.
I was a very young girl, they had left me in your care.

" You came and sat by me, talking to me, making friends, being nice then you started to touch me, feeling my young breast, sucking on my neck," i shivered i could still feel it.
" Then you pulled your half hard cock out showed me a video of a woman sucking off a man, and told me to mimic her, so i did, knowing no better,"

Tears down my cheeks now, i sivk deeper into the past,
" my head bobbled and you came deep in my thoat, my naiveness coming out i asked if i would get pregnat, you said no, so i kept going."

I saw something move and came out of my memory, shaking, you were staring with lust in you eyes.

[OldPerv]

I wasn't sure, all I knew was that they had dropped you off.

When they left...