DISCLAIMER # 1 : All sexual bit in this story occur between grownup over the age of 18. I

DISCLAIMER # 2 : Themes of this story orb largely around humiliation, black ring armour, and voyeurism. If you are not concerned in these themes, delight do not read. Of course, in real life much of what is portrayed in this story is despicable, and should not be tolerated under any circumstance. Hence, why this is a chronicle of fantasy, and should not be taken seriously.

disclaimer # 3 : While subject of the story certainly can be disconsolate, I do try to keep affair luminousness with a sure `` laughable book '' style. Again keep in psyche that this is a study of fantasy and not everything will be fully realistic.

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Chapter 1 :

My living was almost like a comedy at this point. I'm a single, 63 year old high school Math instructor at the spoiled schooling in the dominion. My best days were clearly behind me. Unlike most teacher's with as lots seniority as me who would have their choice of what class they would like to instruct, I didn't have such privilege. The asshole of a principal, made me teach junior curative math, which was filled with the 10 dumbest tiddler in the school. These nestling really were hopeless.

I couldn't often blame the primary though. I knew how him, as well as the residue of my ‘ fellow worker'viewed me. They knew I was a socially awkward pushover who would accept whatever demeaning job they gave him.

I was on the verge of falling asleep, when I heard a stack of composition hit my desk.

"I'm all done my assignment Mr. Wilson !"a cheery vocalism squeaked

I looked up at Katee Owen, who was at this point, the one highlight in my lifespan. She was the lone girl in the modest healing class, and really looked like she didn't belong. She was the only one in the class that actually cared about her education, and had a actual desire for learning. She was hard workings, and always turned her assigning in on time.

But no, this wasn't what I meant when I said that she was the one highlighting in my lifespan. What I meant was that she was pearl utterly gorgeous. She was a midget brunette with visible radiation pelt with some freckles on her cheeks, big Pomaderris apetala oculus, and striking facial features.

I met her eyes as I took the papers from her"Oh that's great Katee."My eyes quickly dropped down to her binge. Even in a full arm sweater, her tits seemed to pop out impressively for a girl with such a petite frame otherwise.

"Thanks !"She beamed, before turning around and prancing to her desk. I took a moment to treasure her round ass jiggle up and down through her jeans as she walked back to her desk. I looked around and saw a few of the other boys checking her out as well.

"Those asshole"I thought to myself, at least they could try to pick up a girl like that and fuck her. I could only day dream.

I looked down at the theme and chuckled. Despite trying hard, the poor fille just had no clue. I figured she must have a acquisition impairment or something. I could tell by first off glimpse that even the simple-minded trouble on the first Thomas Nelson Page were horrendously incorrect.

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I parked my beater of a car in the old apartment building that I lived in. I made my way up to my studio flat. I got undressed and went straight to the computer. Despite the life I'm painting to you, I'm actually not that poor, from a financial viewpoint, atleast. I lived below my means, allowing me to invest diligently in the store market, which has allowed me to ramp up up quite the cuddle egg. Having no nestling, family and few champion, I didn't really have much to spend it on either.

I did come up an interest in applied science as I lived through the dot com company era, and as a result have become quite discernment for a man my age. I spend most significantly on my home figurer, and colligate accessories.

Being as tech savvy as I was, and as desperately lonely as well, I inevitably grew an increased chemical attraction to online erotica. Through my years, the perverse phantasy progressed, and I soon crossed over from mainstream porn to porn found only on the sour web. For a perverse, lonely guy like me, it actually became the highlight of my life.

The fantasy of late for me, of course revolved around the sexy jailbait teen in my course of instruction. I would crop the web for as long as it took to obtain a miss that looked like Katee, doing depraved enactment. I would pretend that it was my slight bookman that I was watching.

Today I was having a hard time finding some new videos that fit this voodoo. As I became increasingly horny, I became increasingly frustrated. As hot as the female child that I would happen online were, none of them compared to my Katee. Nothing was close to the real affair.

Just then, a thought hit me. What if I could film Katee in real life ? At this point in my obsession, even ordinary footage of Katee, my dream girl, overreach some cut-price amateur doing even the most depraved acts.

I realized that I could perhaps get some more realistic footage of her myself to fuel my fancy. It would be a gutsy move, but hey, as an old loser with no social lifespan to speak of, what did I have to miss !

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A week later, I came home to a tract in my mailbox. I practically ran upstairs to my flat and opened it up.

This was perfect. I had to pay a pretty damage, but it was going to be worth it. I had opened the packet to find five high definition spy photographic camera. You guessed it, I was planning on planting these bad boys to get forthright footage of my young woman at schooltime.

I got to function the succeeding day 2 hours early. I moved the desks around so that Katee's was battlefront and middle. I spaced the desks far apart, so that no early kids would get in the way of the tv camera. I placed a camera on all four paries and focused them in on Katee's desk. I then stacked a couple desks on top of each other and climbed on top and placed the final examination television camera on the ceiling in hopes of getting a organise snap down Katee's segmentation.

I popped my laptop open to secure the cameras were working. The calibre was stunning. I zoomed in each of the cameras using my laptop to focus right in on Katee.

I gleefully waited for the family to start. I practically started to salivate as I saw Katee walk in and take her seat. I explained to the class that I shifted tables around to increase productivity. They either bought it or just didn't care, and they took their seats.

I put on a yoke of dense dark glasses, explaining to the stratum that I have developed an eye problem. Again, they didn't care. Of course, this was all so that I could gaze at Katee as much as I wanted without anyone being the wiser.

Today, Katee was wearing a pink spaghetti strap top, exposing her cute articulatio humeri, neck and most of the upper one-half of her back. Unfortunately the presence share didn't plunge too far down to testify her cleavage. Her tits projected proudly forward as usual. Katee was a dependable girl, she didn't really fit out slutty like a lot of the other missy at the school, much to my dislike.

After doing 15 minutes of obligatory didactic teaching, I asked Katee to hand out today's designation and watched her sexy body walk up and down the way. I drooled watching her titmouse and ass bounce with each step she took. Each of the boys checked her up and down before taking the paper from her. She seemed too oblivious to notice.

socio-economic class seemed to fly by as I was lost in reverie watching Katee unabashed throughout the hour. The kidskin ran home, and I did too almost as fast. I quickly undressed and logged on to my home computer to watch the footage I had snared.

The footage was flawless. I couldn't believe I was able to search at this teen goddess from all slant as a good deal as I wanted. I felt like I was powerful for once in my animation. I cropped out magazine that were especially risque. The best cartridge holder from today was when Katee handed her assignment to me and bent over at my desk, her top crept lower for just a couple seconds, exposing a modest bit of her generous jailbait cleavage to the camera at the front bulwark. I saved this, and eventually masturbated to my dream girl's youthful bout pap.

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I continued to amass clips throughout the hebdomad. I was putting together quite the compilation of my sexy jailbait obsession.

My favourite was when she dropped a pencil, and then got on all fours to see for it and pick it up. Her mid distance bird rode up her, exposing some of her sexy inner thigh. The front television camera caught her yummy titty spill forward, exposing Thomas More of her cleavage as she was wearing a flannel blouse with one clit undone. I masturbated to this clipping furiously.

While these clips fed my perverse fantasy more than any smut did, it also fueled my obsession. After seeing more of Katee, from all Angle, I was feeling to a greater extent lustful than ever. I was feeling that I needed to take a risk of infection to get more of what I wanted. I knew I had to drive this to the next level.

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After perving out looking at Katee all class, I called her to my desk at the end of the day.

"Yes Mr. Robert Woodrow Wilson ?"she innocently beamed.

I looked her up and down. She was wearing a simple pink tee shirt that clung tightly to her bust and ended an inch or two below her waistline. She wore disastrous yoga pants, that modestly showed off her juicy ass.

I talked to her sternly."Katee I've looked at your assignments so far."I said as I handed them to her"I'm afraid you are failing the class very badly thus far."

bust immediately began to work in the adolescent's big hazel tree middle

"W-What ?"She whimpered"But I've been trying so hard."

A part of me felt bad for her. But a part of me was happy as I knew I had her rightfield where I wanted her.

"Now now Katee, no reason to get hysterical. It's only the beginning of the year, there is meter to change by reversal it around. But I'm afraid you're going to postulate severe help."

"Like a tutor ?"she sniffled"some of the boys in class offered to tutor me for relieve !"

I chuckled. Like any of those retard would be capable to assist her.

"No Katee, I'm afraid you need a lot of assistant. You need professional assist, from an expert."

She looked up quizzically

"Mr. Harriet Wilson, would you be able to serve me ?"

Jack pot.

"well I guess I could Katee, but I am a very fussy man. And this would deliver to be after schooltime, an hour and a half each day, I don't know if I have time."

I looked down at her.

"Please Mr. Wilson."She begged"There is no way I can fail this class. If I fail then my dad won't let me go to camp with my friends !"she went on to explain"That camp is the entirely place I feel felicitous. It has all my old friends from my old school."She whimpered

I feigned consideration.

"Katee, I guess I could, but would your father be able to afford $ 100 dollars an 60 minutes for tutoring ? That is the going rate for pro helper. After all, after schooltime end each day, I'm no longer your teacher, I am a professional tutor."

Katee looked deflated"No sir, he is working two problem and is barely able to form final stage meet."

"Oh well, I'm sorry to discover. Because you know, if you work with me, I would personally guarantee that you pass the class."

With this she put her hands together"Please Mr. Wilson, isn't there something we can work out ! ?"

I paused for seemingly forever. She looked at me.

I knew that I would never take in this opportunity again. I went fully steam ahead.

"well Katee, if you really want to happen upon my religious service, you're going to deliver to do something for me."

"OK anything sir. Do you want me to wash your car ? Clean your theater ?"

I paused, pretending to contemplate those options.



"You know Katee, my meter is quite valuable. I can employ someone to wash my car and clean my house. You're going to cause to volunteer something unique."

"Anything sir, Anything !"

"wellspring, if you say so."I paused"Katee, I will tutor you an hour and a half each day, on one condition."

"Yes ? ?"she yelped

"Katee, if you strip to your underclothes for this tutoring sitting, I will waive the fee."I smiled, but on the inside I was dying. I was either going to lose my job, or was going to throw the time of my life.

"What, no.. That's stark, and you're old."She said softly, she was clearly ossify and confused.

"Ok love, causa yourself."I said coldly putting the newspaper publisher back in front of her"as you can see, you are averaging 13 % on your duty assignment, a pass is 60 %. I wish you luck passing this course of study Ms. Owens."

I saw her look at the report, and almost break off down and cry again. I sensed an chance.

"Or, adopt my tutoring, with my conditions, and I will ensure you pass."

She looked up from the newspaper to me, and back again.

"Think about it, would you rather go to summer school, or summer camp"I cooed

She contemplated this deeply. Finally, she looked at me.

"amercement"she whispered.

I practically felt like screaming in joy. I knew I needed to impinge on twice.

"Smart girl."Go ahead then, and we can start.

She looked reluctant again.

I tapped on my watch."We have until 5:30, time is ticking."

She reluctantly stood in front of my desk. I could see her arms shaking as she reached for the hem of her T-shirt. She slowly grabbed the hem and started to strip it up. I groaned as inch by in I saw the soft flesh of her teenager tummy exposed.

The shirt almost got stuck on her bra, but with a tug she got it over, revealing her big round nipple encased in a lacy blue bra. Her tits looked magnificent, even in a punk bra, they looked like a masterpiece. They jiggled up and down with each movement. She took the shirt off completely.

I stuck out my hand, and gestured for her to hand me her shirt. She whimpered as she gave me her shirt, she knew she was stuck now. I looked at her sweet face, she was blushing, and looked terrified.

"Very gracious, now the pants."

She looked at me, begging me with her eye to spare her. I was unforgiving. I watched as she peeled her yoga pants off her ass and legs and stepped out. She was had on tatty ping panty. I salivated at her youthful thighs and legs, now fully exposed.

"Very trade good Katee,"I took the pants from her. I put her clothes in a prominent drawer at behind my desk and locked it.

She was completely humiliated and was sniffling as tears were rolling down her brass. I told her to gyrate so I could look at her.

I salivated as she presented her panty-clad teenage ass to me. It was flawless. The scanty were modest, and covered the majority of her cheeks, but still I could see the bare flesh of much of her luscious buttock. Her cheeks bounced as she continued to spin around and face up me again.

"Good girl, this is going to be a great partnership Katee."I sneered"Now lets get to work"

I spent the remaining time of day teaching her basic math, going through oeuvre sheets with her starting with elementary level mathematics.

Of course nigh of the time I would be leering at her scanty clad jailbait torso as she worked through the problems. I watched as her teat bounced each fourth dimension she used her eraser to rub out a mistake. When she was into a problem, I felt like she almost forgot the quandary she was in, and almost started to finger normal.

Every 10 minute or so I would throw her stretch in assorted positions. I told her it was good for her brain to do this periodically, but her and I both knew why I was really doing it. I ogled her ass from behind as I had her touch her toes. And likewise, her tits as I made her arch her back.

Finally the sentence came to an end. I told Katee she did not bad, and then gave her her dress back. She hastily grabbed her clothes and put them on. She quickly thanked me and then practically ran out of the room.

After she left, I immediately went home and masturbated furiously to the clip I had of her in her underwear from all angle, seeing her near naked teen body contorting in respective ways. After masturbating the thirdly sentence that dark, I still wasn't satisfied. I couldn't get the thought of this teenage minx out of my fountainhead. While I was enraptured that my program had worked and got to see her step-in clad soundbox, It was like the more I saw of her, the more I needed her, by any agency necessary.

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The next day, I couldn't keep my eyes off of Katee. She was wearing a smuggled turtleneck sweater, and, and gamy jean. However, I knew now more intimately what lied underneath. I was mentally undressing the teen in my thinker, imagining what color panties she had on, and how her young knocker looked in her bra today.

Katee, usually hopeful and chipper, was squirming around awkwardly in her chair today. She refrained looking at me. She knew that I was leering at her underneath my the embryonic membrane of my tinted glasses.

I smirked as seemingly every few minutes, one of the boys in the way would sneak peeks at her. I knew that given the chance, every one of these Neanderthals would charge Katee's clothes off of her and fuck her like an animal. It gave me gratification in knowing I had seen what lied underneath that sweater and jean, and they didn't.

The course finally ended, and one by one the students left the room leaving only Katee behind. She slowly made her way to my desk.

"Ahh Katee, lovely sweater, time to take up it off for your future lesson."

She looked at me for a moment, before somberly taking off her sweater. I groaned as I saw her form revealed inch by column inch as she peeled her sweater off of her. Today she had on a Joseph Black polyester bra that was tearing at the properly shoulder strap. That tit almost seemed to hang half an column inch dispirited than the left.

I licked my sass, and then motioned to her jeans. I salivated as she stepped out of her jean swiftly, revealing her circle ass to me drape in some tinny black pantie.

I looked her up and down, and smiled. She was looking down, again avoiding eye contact lens.

"Can we just part the lesson now ?"she said quietly

"Well Katee, I'm afraid my price has gone up. I'm going to need the bra and panties as well today."I sneered.

She looked at me and met my optic for the outset time all day.

"What ? I can't.. you didn't say anything about me being naked. No one has ever seen me naked.."

"Well I changed my mind dear."

She paused, before looking up at me fiercely.

"You know what Mr. Wilson, I don't need this. I don't care if I fail.. I would rather not go to bivouac then strip naked for a deviate like you !"she said with the most amount of judgment of conviction I have ever seen from her.

Luckily for me, I was prepared for such a response.

I looked at my desktop computing device, made a round-eyed click, and then turned the monitor her way.

"I was hoping it wouldn't seed to this dear."I soothed

I watched as she saw the picture on the monitor. It was compilation I edited lately last night of her underwear clad body in versatile compromising positions. Multiple Clips of her perfect teat and cleavage knack over, and her unit of ammunition ass with her scanty being sunken up into her ass crease were playing in front of her. Her eyes widened in fear.

I let the 10 minute video play as I spoke.

"One detent dear, and this video is hitting the inbox of every student here, uploaded to every porno land site online, and of course being sent to your poor old dad."

I watched as tears started to stream down her fount. The poor girl was petrified, understandably so. I watched as her slow little teenage mind tried to come up with shipway out of this.

"B-B-But you'd get in trouble ! ! You'd get fired and my dad would take a shit sure you ended up in Jail."

I had rehearsed for this. I smiled"You're aright dear, I would. But hey, I've lived a good lifetime. I'm just a lonely old man. I don't care if I go to pokey, I have zippo to drop off.

But YOU on the other hand, my dear you have your whole life in front of you. Do you really need to be known as a whore who stripped to her panties just to make pass a Math class ? You'd be ruined girlfriend"

I paused before continuing. I knew my Christian Bible cut her deeply.

"Just let me own what I want, do as I say, and all of this will continue between us. I get to see you naked, you get to pass the class and go to summer camp. And by future year, both of us forget that this ever happened."I soothed

She thought about it. I could see her pondering. I knew she couldn't believe that she was in this view, but I also knew that she really had no way out. Of course she could call me on my bluff, but the truth was I really didn't forethought what happened to my life. At this point, the pillage was worth whatever hazard. I was so lustful for her, I really didn't care about the rest of my life. I had to have her.

She replied softly

"mulct, but just for the rest of the schooltime twelvemonth"

I wanted to jump up in joy. But I kept my composure.

"smart missy. Now get to it."

I watched as she slowly reached for her bra meat hooks. With dandy trepidation, she finally unhooked her bra. I could see the departure of tension on her tits the moment she unhooked it. She looked at me ossify, holding her bra in forepart of her tits.

"Drop it."

With a sigh, she did so.

I almost came at the plenty of her stark teen tits. They were big, and must have been D cups, but looked even heavy as they contrasted with her lose weight physical body. The flesh underneath her bra was pale compared to her the rest of her sun kissed skin. She had pink nipple. I was astounded how perfectly her big knocker rested on her pectus.

I motioned for her to arrive to my slope of the desk.

She slowly did. I marvelled at her pap, now just a foundation away from me. Instinctively I put my men around her tiny waist. She pulled back, but I forced her in towards me with comfort. I imagined that I probably had close to 150 lbs on her.

I wrapped my left paw around her waistline, and with my release script I stroked up her tummy and started groping her leave tit.

"No please. What about tutoring ! !"She pleaded as tears rolled down her cheeks.

I ignored her plea, and started groping her tit to my pleasure.

"Please, a girl with titmouse like this doesn't need to study maths. She just needs to get wind how to be a perfect little slut."I sneered as I played with her nipple, and squeezed her knocker relentlessly.

I loved the youthful feel. It had been decennary since I had big knocker in my hands, and never as skillful as this. At this point, I knew I was being driven into frenzy. Her supplication seemed like they were coming from underwater I was locked in on her. I pulled her in finisher and engulfed her tit into my mouth. I sucked her jailbait teenage tit like a starving baby hungry for milk. It felt surreal, I couldn't believe I was doing getting to do this with my dream girl.

With my former mitt I instinctively started groping her luscious ass. It was doughy in my hand, but also resilient. I couldn't help but open it a few incisive scag whenever Katee tried to overstretch away from me.

I brutishly tore the teen's step-in off. The cheap fabric ripped easily, exposing her au naturel ass to me. I continued to fumble her ass, now inching towards her anus. I smacked her ass every clock time she resisted, causing her to confess and momentarily give in. All the while, I continued to junket on her delicious titty, leaving my slobber all over her neck and tits. I had truly transformed into a vacuous animate being, focused on one matter only.

My script were both now on her bare ass cheeks, splitting them apart, squeezing them with all my posture. I instinctively made my way to her teen pussy with my right hand. Without a secondly thought, I inserted my fingerbreadth into her pussy. She moaned in pain. I couldn't believe how tight she was. Just two of my fingers were struggling to move in and out of her kitty.

With my other hand I made my way to her tight ass golf hole and started circling it. I gently inserted my power digit. She scream out tawdry and instinctively tightened her ass pickle sphincter muscle on my finger. It felt like I was in a vice grip, but I managed to keep advancing my finger. She gasped in nuisance with each inch.

My other helping hand was fingering her pussy mercilessly, gently causing her dry snatch to bulge to lubricate itself.

Here I was with her justly tit in my mouth, biting her nipple, fingering her pussy and having my index digit knuckle mysterious in her tight asshole. I knew it was only a matter of time til my dick was about to explode.

She momentarily gave a sigh of relief as I let all of her orifices go. This was short lived as I picked her up and forcefully put her face down over my Teacher's desk.

"Stick your ass out whore."I said as I gave it a smack.

She did as she was told, she had no choice.

She spread her pegleg all-encompassing, and stuck her ass up off of the wooden table. Her back arched, as her tits we're smushed against the inhuman table. I told her to look up and hold on her face pointing towards the back paries at all time.

I wanted the camera on the back wall to get a estimable view of her sweet unacquainted face during this.

"Please no, Please no, not like this ! !"She wailed.

I gave her several sharp spanks"placid whore."I sneered.

I split her ass cheeks apart and forced my thick 8 inch hammer into her teenager pussy. I felt a pop, as she screamed in pain. My generous belly rested on her ass as I started to further transfix her.

Luckily the annex we were in was far away from the school, so I was hopeful that no trunk would hear this. I slowly forced my cock in all the way, she moaned in agony as inch by inch it went in to the hub.

I grabbed a handful of her thick satiny brownish hairsbreadth and yanked her head back as I started to pierce in and out of her tight pussy. She was in agony, I was in heaven. Her tight puss was like a warm vacuum on my cock. I felt like I was impaling her.

I yanked her head back with each thrusting with a grip of her hair. With the early hand I reached underneath her to grab a fistful of tit flesh. I couldn't avail but Yankee-Doodle and squeeze harder as I came closer to orgasm.

As much as I wanted it to hold up forever, I knew it was going to end soon. With a final driving force, I came deep inside her pussy. I could feel the lovesome cum flooding out of my pecker. I stayed in her for instant afterwards. I could hear her sobbing, which I imagine was partly in relief.

Finally, as I felt my prick first to shrink, I took myself out of her. Cum, a pernicious streak of origin dribbled down her second joint. I smiled in gravid gratification, as I confirmed that I took this sexy teen's virginity.

She lied there, almost motionless. I knew her headway must cause been in a whirlwind. I didn't present her very much clemency.

I took her clothes out of my interlace locker, walked to the social movement of the desk and threw them on the ground.

"deterrent example's over. You passed today, but I'm going to be expecting to a greater extent tomorrow."I said sternly

She looked up at me, tears in her optic and rolling down her cheek. She was in skepticism. I knew what she was thinking. What more could I possibly expect ?

She slowly put her apparel back on in muteness. I could order she had run out of tears for today. She simply looked down.

I reached into my cabinet again, and gave her a small shopping bag. She took the contents out of the bag, with a quizzical spirit on her face.

One by one, she pulled out a lean backless ‘ around the neck opening'pink halter top, a twain of skinny jean that were a size too small for her, a white lace thong and a matching strapless Edward D. White push up bra from Victoria's Secret.

"On top of being my personal sex toy every day after class, you're going to be my play thing during the day too."I sneered"You have terrible taste in clothes dear, so I'm going to be dressing you like the little trollop that you are."I sneered

She continued to look down in jolt at the clothes, trying to digest everything that was being thrown at her.

I sneered"Don't vexation. You can keep back the clothes. I'll find elbow room for you to pay me back after course of study tomorrow."

The End