Grading and Degrading my teacher - Rape Board

Larzaius · 12-20-2011, 01:54 AM

Ah Miss Frost, you are the strictest teacher I've ever had. I've watched you mark harshly. You are not the most popular teacher in school, only one of the hottest. But now I've come of age and I've inherited something that will allow me to teach you a lesson .

I stay behind to talk to you after school lets out. You are so busy manning the board you don't notice me locking the door or checking out your ass. Then I pull out my secret weapon

"Would you like to see to see a family heirloom?" I pulled out my medallion with a crystal in the center. You are sitting down behind your desk so you are at perfect range to watch as the light bounces off the crystal. I speak in a calming yet authoritative voice. I watch your eyes become absorbed by the crystal as I speak about my grade. I watch your eyes glaze over

"I think the reason you're so tough on us professor is because you are sexually frustrated," as I speak I walk around you and place my hands on your shoulders. I whisper in your ear. I start to massage your shoulders. You don't seem to be resisting so I up the ante "Why don't you take down that blouse, you know you want to.

You feel strangely compelled to listen to mean and you pull down your blouse.

"The bra to, you've been aching to show me your tits haven't you, you want me to play with them don't you.

You nod and while sitting undo your bra.

"That's good," I started fondling your tits, massaging them with my hands, rolling my thumbs over your nipples. I take the palms of my hands and role them over your tits, I pinch and pull on your nipples and you start to gasp. I think that you are ready.

"You want me to lick them don't you?"

You nod

"Then say please,"

12-20-2011, 01:54 AM	#1
Larzaius Privileged Member Join Date: Nov 2011 Location: A woman's darkest desire Posts: 1,448 Reputation: 1861	Grading and Degrading my teacher Ah Miss Frost, you are the strictest teacher I've ever had. I've watched you mark harshly. You are not the most popular teacher in school, only one of the hottest. But now I've come of age and I've inherited something that will allow me to teach you a lesson . I stay behind to talk to you after school lets out. You are so busy manning the board you don't notice me locking the door or checking out your ass. Then I pull out my secret weapon "Would you like to see to see a family heirloom?" I pulled out my medallion with a crystal in the center. You are sitting down behind your desk so you are at perfect range to watch as the light bounces off the crystal. I speak in a calming yet authoritative voice. I watch your eyes become absorbed by the crystal as I speak about my grade. I watch your eyes glaze over "I think the reason you're so tough on us professor is because you are sexually frustrated," as I speak I walk around you and place my hands on your shoulders. I whisper in your ear. I start to massage your shoulders. You don't seem to be resisting so I up the ante "Why don't you take down that blouse, you know you want to. You feel strangely compelled to listen to mean and you pull down your blouse. "The bra to, you've been aching to show me your tits haven't you, you want me to play with them don't you. You nod and while sitting undo your bra. "That's good," I started fondling your tits, massaging them with my hands, rolling my thumbs over your nipples. I take the palms of my hands and role them over your tits, I pinch and pull on your nipples and you start to gasp. I think that you are ready. "You want me to lick them don't you?" You nod "Then say please,"