The Teacher's New Pet : Part 1

I noticed that Mr. Hargrove had been staring at me for the whole of English class. Even when I met his gaze, he didn't look away; didn't pretend to be looking out the window or anything like that. I had no clue why he was looking at me, and could help but think I had failed my test.

Mr. Hardgrove was one of the younger teachers at my High School, and certainly the most attractive. He was tall, with soft dark hair and mysterious green eyes. It was those same green eyes that were staring at me for an entire hour until the bell rang for the end of the day. I got up from my desk and gathered my things together when suddenly he called out. "Alana, stay behind," he said abruptly. I waved goodbye to my friends and boyfriend, then stood at his desk.

He stood at the door, shutting it once the last student had left. He checked over his shoulder, noticing that I was staring out the window, and silently locked the door and pulled the blind down. Then, Mr. Hargrove walked over to the other side of his desk. "Sit down." He said, in the tone of voice that made me immediately obey. "So, Alana," he said with a smirk on his face, "you probably don't know that yesterday evening the school conducted a routine search of every students locker." I remained silent, unsure as to what he was talking about. "Can you tell me what this is?" He said with a slight tone of anger in his voice as he threw a magazine onto the desk in front of me.

I inspected the familiar cover and gasped. It was one of Nick's, my boyfriend, porno magazines. He had a fetish for bondage, and we'd tried it a couple of times for fun. The cover had an image of a woman, gagged, naked and tied up. "I--, I..um" I started, but nothing seemed to come out. "This was found in YOUR locker, Alana. Do you do this kind of thing?" I remained silent, blushing. He came over to my side of the desk and slapped me hard across my face. I screamed. "Answer me you stupid whore! Do you do this shit?" I gasped, my face red and on fire. "Yes, sir. I do." I said, slightly tearfully. He smiled, standing over me. He grabbed a mound of my hair and pulled hard, making me whimper. "Who with?" He said. "Um...Nick, sir." He laughed and pulled me to my feet. He pushed me hard against the wall, restraining my flailing arms above my head and whispering in my ear, "Well, your not his whore anymore. Your gonna be my slave now." He laughed again noticing tears rolling down my face.

He pushed me hard onto the floor, straddling me so I couldn't move. He reached into a drawer as I breathed heavily in panic. He pulled out a ball gag, some rope, nipple clamps and a whip. I just managed to scream before the gag forced its way into my mouth, muffling any sounds I made. He pulled a knife out of his pocket and I winced in fear. Once again, he just laughed at me, getting a kick out of the power he now held over me. He held the knife under my clothes and cut them off me, throwing the rags into the corner of the classroom. He did the same with my panties, then tied my hands together behind my back and my feet to each other. He stood up, admiring my body and watching me squirm bound and naked. "Wow, my little whore. Your body is fantastic." He smiled and pulled me up again, throwing me over his desk with my ass in the air.

"So heres the deal, my stunning whore," he said, rubbing his palm over my ass. "I own you now. You are not allowed to cum without permission, and everytime I spank you, you MUST thank me. If you scream or deny me anything, you will wish you had never been born. I'm gonna remove your gag now, so my little bitch can tell me she understands." He removed the ball gag carefully, and with slight hesitation I replied "I understand, master." This pleased him. "good girl. But you still have to be punished." He brought out the whip and cracked it hard ove my ass. I tensed up in pain. "Thank you, master." I panted. He repeated this about thirty times, until my ass was red raw.

"Now on your knees in front of me, whore!" He ordered. I knelt infront of him, noticing a large waiting underneath his pants. He unbuckled his belt, pulling them down. Then presented me with his large, thick cock. "Now suck me, beautiful." I nodded and opened my mouth wide, first sucking his head, then a little more of his length. He moaned loudly, placing his hand on the back of my head to encourage me. I took him deeper and deeper, until I gagged, which he seemed to enjoy. "Again, baby." I did as he said, only this time he held my head in position, listening to me gag for a prolonged period of time, even holding my nose to stop me from breathing.

"Good girl." He praised, taking out his penis and caressing my face gently. He lifted me onto his desk, attatching the clamps to my nipples. I squealed in pain as each one clamped down. He kissed me roughly on the lips. Then, he spread my legs wide and took a good look at my pussy. "Your so wet, my little bitch. I think I better get my cock in you right this minute." I nodded, and he barely hesitated to insert his long member into my hole.

He thrust slowly, but deeply at first, enjoying my pussy. Then, once he was in all the way, he went faster, and harder, making me moan louder than I had ever moaned before. "Better than your boyfriend, slut?" He asked, smirking. "Yes, master" I panted. As he got more into his dominating rhythm, he reached for the chain that hung between my two nipple clamps and pulled hard, making me cry out in pain. He held them in position for a while, until he decided he wanted me in a different position. "Doggie style, slave. NOW." He said more aggressively, desparate to be dricing himself deep inside me again. I rolled onto my front for him and he was back inside me within seconds.

I pushed in hard and deep, going as fast as he could. He lent over me and placed his strong hands around my neck, choking me. He moaned loudly as I gasped for air. "Who owns you, bitch?" He asked as he tightened his grip. "You, master." I gasped. His grip was getting tighter and tighter. "Thats right. And what are you?" I could tell he was close to cumming, and so was I. "Your dirty little fuck slave. Please let me cum master." He nodded and we both climaxed together, my pussy completely filled with his hot load.

He withdrew temporarily, stroking his cock over my filled pussy to get hard again. "Are you coming back to mine after this, my slave?" He said, spreading my ass cheeks. "To service me full-time?" I thought carefully. I had never cum as much as I just did, and I loved how Mr. Hargrove treated me. I loved being his slave. "Yes master." He smirked. Soon, he was hard enough to enter my asshole, stretching it more than anyone ever had. "Good girl." He said in pleasure. He thrust into me deeply until he came again.

When we left, it was pitch black outside. This was good because he demanded that I remained naked. He opened the boot of his car and threw me in. He smirked once more at me before locking me in darkness.