Yes, Dean Sir .


Rachel was a school hottie with a very plastered body. But as a 18 year old girl would be, she was beauty without brains. She would wear a tiny skirt and a tight shirt to shoal with no IQ. Everyone knew how rich her parents were and being their only child, she was pampered like a princess. It was rumoured that she was still a virgin. Almost everyone in the school wanted to hump her brains out.

Her final exam semester was few workweek away and she was failing the year unless she scored very well in the final one. She did n't wanted to fail or else her parents would become rigorous and ground her. She tried studying but she needed help. She decided to approach her school day Dean, Mr. Drake Wright. He was a 56 year old Patrick Victor Martindale White man who had divorced his wife of 22 years a few months ago. He was living alone in his 4 bedroom house a few blocks from the school.

One afternoon after schooltime, she went to the James Dean 's business office to ask for advice on how she could gain her course. The dean was interfering and could n't spare time for her. The same happened on the next day and it went on happening till a week. Rachel decided to go to his sign of the zodiac and blab out as time was less.

Rachel 's parents were going to her aunt 's for a calendar week causa of some yield. She was alone for an full week so she decided to go on the Saame evening when her parents left and get studying and discharge the exam. She was wearing a nice brusque summertime backless apparel with physical composition and high-pitched heels. She wanted to use her beauty to get hint to hit well. She knocked the door and Mr Francis Drake answered the door with a chalk of whisky in his mitt and a cigar. He could n't know her as there as a lot of bookman in the school. But he was glad to see a flyspeck pretty cunt at his door. She introduced herself and then he asked her to add up in. She was telling him her offspring and Mr Drake was busy looking at her slender legs. Rachel said ,'it would be happy if you could help me and get good gobs, I really do n't want to fail.I deprivation to polish off my report before my parents are back from my auntie 's after a hebdomad .'Mr Francis Drake replied ,'I do n't entertain student beyond schoolhouse. You can go .'Rachel insisted and was in tears as she wanted help to snuff it. Mr Drake could n't say no. He asked, 'what would I get in return .'In the hastiness to get help, she said, 'whatever you want dean sir .'There was a lusty smile on the James Byron Dean 's face. He said ,'since your parents are out for a week. Why do n't you stay put at my house for a week. We can end your studies and we have each others fellowship too'. Blonde Rachel agreed not realising what all can happen and said she would be back in an hour with her rule book and wearing apparel.

Mr Francis Drake had prepared everything he needed to use the virgin body. When Rachel entered, she was asked to celebrate her stuff in one bedroom and was called in another. He made her sit on the bed and told her ,'I never help scholarly person beyond schooltime but you seem to be a nice lady friend and so I am helping you. You can not tell anyone of our business in here. If you agree, I will assist you .'She thought, all I want is upright class and so she agreed.

Mr drake told her ,'I will make trusted that you are the topper in this semester only if you agree to what I say'. She agreed .'I will be giving you the question composition and resolution to it too. But you have to do every one affair I say'. She agreed with happiness. She thought it was the unspoilt decisiveness to make out to him for help. He also made her sign a blank report for his safety.

After that he asked her to put up up and he slapped her intemperately. Rachel did n't recognise what just happened. He slapped her again and said, 'you shall be my slut for a hebdomad, or else I will fail you on purpose .'Rachel started crying but she wanted to pass and did n't know how brutal this man could be. She said yes weeping. He tore her clothes and was happy to see no bra inside. 'Bitch seems you do n't wear a bra to the school too. I like your perky little titmouse. Are you a Virgo the Virgin ?'Rachel was feeling cheap standing in front of a man older than her Padre with her tits open. In a dumb part she said, 'yes !'. Mr Drake was very happy he got a virgin for free. He put a dog lease in her neck and asked her to walk on her branch and hands like a bitch. She can eat, log Z's, booze H2O, poop, pee only with his permission.

Mr Drake had a private swimming pool in his house. He took her to the syndicate walking on her hands and legs and ordered her to give suck his cock. He had a brand ruler in his handwriting. Till the meter she did n't suck it proper, he would spank her butt. Rachel had sucked dicks but not like what Mr Drake wanted. She got a lot of spanking as her backtalk was too lowly for the 9 inch think cock. He started gagging her and could see tears rolling down her centre. He was happy. He pushed his cock more inside almost down her throat chocking her. He made her drink all his succus. Then he started fucking her mouth brutally and finally cumming in her mouth. She was shivering cause of the cruel lip fuck. Suddenly he took a motion-picture show of Rachel in her panties with cum dropping out of her sass and looking like a crummy woman of the street. He said, 'now if you do n't suit to my need, I shall circulate this everywhere. I will make water you my slave slut for this week. Do everything I say and you shall top. Now go to the room and eternal rest. I shall wake you up when I need you again .'

vociferation and weeping she was walking to her elbow room and felt disgusting about herself. But she convinced herself that it was just the issue of a week of torture. Then its going to be all OK. She never expected Mr drake to be such a brutal man.

To be continued .
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