[F4M] Teacher's Threat [Yandere] [Rape]

[F4M] Teacher's Threat: Part I [Yandere] [Rape] [Oral]

[Light knock, then door opens]

Excuse me, hi! I know it's Friday afternoon, and I'm sure you want to go home and get your weekend, but do you mind if I come in and talk about next week's midterm for a minute? [Pause] Yeah? Great. Okay [Papers shuffle] This is last week's homework assignment, and if you look over here... [Pause]

Um, do you mind if I come over to your side of the desk? It's just... it's a little tough to get situated from over here. [Pause] Okay, I'm just going to lean over your shoulder here, if that's okay. Now if you'll just look at this question, down at the bottom of the page... I'm really going to have to lean over you, I hope you don't mind.. This question, right... here.  I know it's unusual for me to have difficulty in class. I've got to be one of your top students-- but, well, you see, sir, there's something I've been trying to... grasp... all semester. [Quick kiss, then giggle] Something that's just... so... hard... for me.

[Whispered] Do you feel my tits pressed against your back? Do you... LIKE it? Do you like my finger, tracing it's way like this down your chest.... past your tummy? To something more... interesting? I *know* you do. I can tell, you see, because I've been studying this particular area since the moment I sat down on the first day of class. [Pause]

And I know that you've been watching me too. I've seen your eyes on me in class. Staring at my cleavage as I lean forward and press my tits together... pretending to be paying such *careful* attention to what you're saying. You see, sir... I know that you want me, every bit as much as I. Want. You. I've seen it in your eyes, and I've heard it in your voice. So why don't you let me give you what you've wanted? What we've *both* been wanting? [Pause] Do you really need me to say it? I. Want. To. Suck. Your. Cock. Sir... and that bulge straining against your trousers tells me that you need it just as badly as I do.

Let me just... crawl down here, under your desk. [Pause] No, don't worry about the door. I know it's open. Nobody will see me down here, though. If they pass by, they'll just see you sitting here at your desk like it's a normal afternoon. You CAN keep a straight face, can't you? [Pause] Good. Now then, let's see what you've got hiding in here...

[Zipper opens] Oh my god, I knew it. I knew you were going to have a gorgeous fucking cock. It's so fucking big, and so hard already! Mmm... do you like when I... lick the head? Like this? Or when I swirl my tongue around it? God, I've wanted this for so long. [Sucking sounds briefly, then pause and giggle] Shh, don't moan! Anyone could walk by and see you! Just sit there and enjoy this.

[More sucking-- intersperse the rest of the scene with sucking, actually] I love how wrong this is. How dirty. Isn't it hot, having a little high schooler kneeling before you, worshipping your massive, beautiful cock? And isn't it even hotter, knowing anybody could walk in? That we could get caught so easily...? [Pause] No, you're not going to get up and close the door... you're not going anywhere until we're finished, sir. [Resume sucking] Do you like it? Having a student suck your cock? I knew you would. You're going to fantasize about this until the next time we have a chance, aren't you? I hope you go home tonight... and when you're fucking your wife, I hope the only thing you can think about is my young, pretty body... and how much hotter I am than her. [Pause, sucking stops]

What do you mean, stop? I know it's wrong, that's the whole POINT. And besides, we aren't finished... sir. There's so much more I want from you. [Threatening now] Stop trying to get up. I'll fucking scream. School may be out, but we both know there are plenty of your colleagues in this building still. What would they think, if they came running in, and saw [Fabric rips] you taking advantage of a student? I'm just a high schooler, you know... just a little teenager, sir. And I trusted you! You're my teacher! Ripping my blouse like this, trapping me under your desk and forcing me to suck your cock... You would be ruined. [Pause] Well, of course *I* know that I ripped my shirt. Do you think anyone would believe you? Would you like to find out? Do you really want to take the chance? I didn't think so. I've wanted this all year. Wanted *you*. And now that I have you here, you're staying with me for as long as I want... Sir.

That's better. Don't struggle. Just accept it. [Resume sucking] Relax. You're lucky, you know? Having a hot little teenager take care of you. You keep saying no, but your big, throbbing cock tells me how you really feel. You love it. You love having this little girl at your mercy, don't you? What's wrong, sir? Do you want to slap me? You can. You can slap me if you want to, sir. You're my teacher, after all... and I'm being such a bad little slut. Don't you want to discipline your naughty little student? No? That's right. You love it. I knew you did. I know your wife doesn't do this for you. Not like this. Not like my eager teen mouth can. [Improv until orgasm: encourage, but DON'T BEG for him to cum on your face. Remember, YOU are in charge.]

Okay, now give me your phone for a sec. [Pause] Do you need me to scream, and bring all those other teachers running? [Pause] No, I promise I'm not going to call your wife. Good boy. I just need a quick selfie with this amazing cock. [Sound of phone taking picture] Now, let me text this to myself... [Text sends] Understand this, sir. You belong to me now. A teacher having sex with his student? Taking pictures of her cum-covered face and texting them to her? You would lose everything if this ever got out. Bye bye for now, sir. I'll be calling on you again, very soon...