Nathan Silvers

Teacher in training

The alarm rang and Aurora Instrom reached out, to shut it off. She lay there in the semidarkness feeling very unhappy.

Wearily she got up and showered, wondering if things at this school would be as bad as she thought they would.

She had thought she wanted to be a teacher, but she'd done very badly at college and didn't know why. As a result her grades weren't that good and this school was the only one that had even interviewed her.

She had been frightened at the interview. The headmaster, Brett Harmon, and his wife Karla had been friendly enough, but there was a sternness to them, a strange feeling of menace that put Aurora off. Also both of them had looked at her strangely, made her stand, up, walk around. She was sure Brett, at least, had been examining her body.

But they offered her a contract and she signed.

As she put her makeup on, Aurora hoped that there wasn't anything sexual in Brett's attention. Here in this reform school for seniors in high school, she would be in constant, day-to-day contact with them and things could be difficult and embarrassing.

She was also worried by the uniform she had to wear. It was one thing that the girls had to wear uniforms, and the boys in the adjoining school, but for the teachers to have to dress like this was rather humiliating. Still, Aurora had met many of the teachers and most of them had been there for several years and looked very happy. And they didn't worry about the uniform.

So Aurora slid the white mesh stockings up her long, shapely legs, watching in the mirror how the skin-hugging nylon set off the curves of her thighs and calves. Then came the little white and pink bodice, with the lacy straps down to the stockings tops. The bodice stopped just short of her lovely full tits and ended above her tight, swelling ass. When she had fastened all the hooks, Aurora stared at herself in the mirror. It was too blatantly sexual and Aurora didn't like that.

She'd had relationships with men, it wasn't that she was against sex, she assured herself as she pulled on the pussy-hugging white panties. But they had all been such disappointments. If that was sex, then Aurora could do without it. In fact, she hated it. They just put her on a bed, stuck their cocks in and fucked her for a few minutes at most, and then filled her lovely little pussy with that horrible cum. It was disgusting and after a few attempts, Aurora gave it all up.

She put on the quarter-cup, white bra. White was for the new teachers. At some point, she had been told, she would move onto red and then black and then whatever she wanted. But that was a long way away.

Then came the white blouse, cut very low, almost to her nipples. The effect had made Aurora very embarrassed when she met the other teachers, it was almost as if they were flaunting their tits, legs and asses.

The tight white skirt was pulled in at the waist by the wide belt. The hem of the skirt barely covered her stocking tops and made her even more embarrassed. With the white, five-inch heels as a final touch, Aurora stood and realized that she hated what she looked like. Her lovely blonde hair, falling around her face to her shoulders, set off her soft, pouting lips in the deep shade of red lipstick she wore, the high cheekbones, her wide-set hazel eyes and her slightly turned-up nose.

Aurora's tits were high, thrusting out. The quarter-cup bra accentuated her cleavage. Her slim waist led down to the luscious swell of her ass and her long, curvaceous legs.

She picked up the thin cane that all teachers had to carry everywhere and looked at it. There was no way she would ever be able to use this on the girls. She would gain their respect that was the way to teach.

Breakfast was the next humiliation. The hundred or so girls looked at her and the teachers chuckled at her discomfort as she sat down. She was blushing furiously by the time it was over and she went to her assigned class.

She opened the door with fingers that were visibly trembling, to face ten teenagers in their red-and-white uniforms. They looked at her with furtive hostility and one of them, a little ash blonde sitting near the back, sniggered openly.

"Now, girls," Aurora said, "my name is Miss Instrom, but you can call me Aurora. I'm going to be…"

"Who the fuck cares?" the little blonde said.

"What did you say?" Aurora asked, sweat breaking out on her forehead.

"I said, who the fuck cares?" the little blonde said, polishing her nails. Several of the other girls laughed.

"I hope you'd like to get to know me," Aurora said, her blushes getting deeper. She gripped the cane desperately.

"What for?" the little blonde said. "I mean you got this job the way they all got it. Blowjob was it? I mean you know what this place is really like?"

She sneered and leaned back, sliding her skirt up her thighs, revealing her tight red panties.

"If you wanna get in here good," she said, "you better suck my pussy."

"What? Stop that!" Aurora shouted as the class broke into shrieks of laughter. "Girls, stop it!"

"Come on, Miss," another of the girls shouted, "we blow enough cocks, you come and blow us!"

The laughter doubled and Aurora cringed back.

"Come on, Aurora!" the little blonde yelled, getting up on the desk. "Show us your pussy!"

She teased her skirt right up and slid her panties down her legs, showing the blonde cuntmound beneath.

"Put your panties on!" Aurora pleaded.

"Put them on for me," the girl challenged and Aurora broke into floods of tears. She fled from the classroom and down the hall to the headmaster's office. Without knocking, she rushed in and was halfway across the room before she came to a horrified halt, staring at what she saw Brett Harmon was standing at one end of his desk. Tied hand and foot, face-down on the desk was a pretty dark-haired girl, dressed in the pink-and-black uniform of a senior. Her blouse was open, her rather large tits were pressed into the leather top of his desk, her skirt was up, over her back and her panties were on the floor. Her face hung over the edge of the desk and her soft mouth was deep on Brett's cock, sucking it for all she was worth while she struggled violently with the ropes that held her wrists and ankles to the edges of the desk.

The girl's ass was covered with red lines and the red was spreading all over her ass-flesh. Above her stood Karla, a short-handled, single-tailed leather whip in her hand. There was a cracking noise and the whip lashed over the girl's ass.

Her bubbling scream rang out from around Brett's cock and she rammed her mouth deeper onto his prick.

"W-what?" Aurora stammered. "What are you doing?"

"Oh, come in, Aurora," Brett said, "sit down, we have some disciplining to do, we won't be long. You've got a problem?"

The whip landed again and the girl gave a piteous scream, her throat stretching to take Brett's massive cock as her desperate heave rammed it deeper in.

"Lulu here was caught fucking a boy when he was on punishment parade," Brett said. "That sort of thing had to be dealt with very severely. Again, Karla."

Karla lashed the whip into Lulu's ass and the little dark-haired girl's scream rang round the room.

Aurora panicked, this was too much. "I must go. I resign, I can't…"

"Sit down!" Brett snapped and Aurora wavered, there was such command in his voice. He pulled his cock out of Lulu's mouth and advanced on Aurora.

Aurora hovered over the chair and Brett pushed her down into it, his cock bobbing close to her face, hard and menacing.

"You'll do as you're told!" Brett snapped. "You won't get a job anywhere else. I took you because of your looks and body, honey, not because of your mind. And you're gonna learn how to use them. Now wait until I've finished and…"

"You can't do this to these girls!" Aurora wept. "Let me go!"

"What?" he sneered, "Can't do this? Who do you think these girls are, huh? This is all they understand, baby, and I give it to them. When they leave me, they're straightened out all right. They don't come back and the state loves that. You think they ask me questions about my methods? They get good young men and women who know how to behave. That's what they want. Discipline!"

"No!" Aurora wailed. "Let me go! I'll tell them all what you're like!"

"Okay," Brett said, "that's enough. I'll have to teach you properly. Get out the rope, Karla, she can watch. That might change her mind a bit."

Leaving the sobbing, heaving girl still tied face-down over the desk, Karla went off and pressed a button in the wall. Part of the ceiling pulled back and a shining set of metal bars slid out. From them a rope unwound until it was about six feet from the floor.

"Good," Brett said and hustled the terrified Aurora over to the rope. He took her wrists and slid them into broad leather straps that tightened on her hands.

"No!" Aurora screamed, but Karla pressed another button and the rope began to go up, pulling her wrists with it. The rope went on, pulling her hands up until her feet only just touched the carpet. Then Karla touched the button again and the horrible rope stopped, leaving Aurora stretched badly, her whole body taking with the strain on her arms.

"Call her class they have the day off," Brett said. "That'll give her something to work for." Karla grinned as she left and Brett untied the moaning Lulu. The little girl got up off the desk and stood rubbing her ass, her dark hair falling over her shoulders. Her blouse was still open.

"Since we have more to do than I thought," Brett said, "you can undress down to proper regulations, Lulu."

"Yes, Sir." Lulu's fingers trembled as she undid the rest of the buttons on her blouse and slipped it out of the waistband of her skirt. She let it fall and her bra with it, revealing a little slip, open at the neck.

Brett leaned on his desk and watched as the little schoolgirl unzipped her skirt and let it fall. Now she stood there in just the slip, which was open almost to her waist, white stockings and her high heels.

"Come with me," Brett said.

Obediently Lulu followed him as he walked up to the struggling Aurora, hanging there in a state of shock.

"Get my robe, Lulu."

"Yes, Sir." Lulu went over to a closet, coming back with a long purple robe. She knew exactly what to do.

Brett slid his hand over the front of Aurora's tight blouse, over her tits that were thrust out even more by her stretched arms. She moaned and tried to pull away, but her feet couldn't get any grip on the carpet.

Lulu took Brett's jacket off, running it down his free arm while he slid his other hand over Aurora's body, over both her tits until her nipples throbbed and got hard at his touch, then down over her waist and the swell of her ass.

Lulu unbuttoned his shirt, took his tie off and peeled the shirt away, while all the time he played with Aurora's ass and upper thighs. She hung there, almost unable to breathe at the horror.

Brett sat down in the chair while Lulu knelt at his feet and eased his shoes off. All the time he kept his eyes on Aurora. Her soft mouth trembled as his steely gaze played over her body. Her stretched arms not only pushed her tits out, but also lifted the hem of her skirt to the tops of her stockings, revealing the creamy white of her thighs.

Lulu eased Brett's pants down his legs and off, then went back for his underpants. She moaned as she took hold of his massive cock, stroking it as she pulled his underpants over the thick bulbous cock-head and away, and down his legs.

Completely naked, Brett stood up and Lulu put the robe on him. He walked back up to Aurora and, at a nod from him, Lulu sank back to her knees and reached inside his robe.

To Aurora's utter disgust, the schoolgirl took the massive fuck-rod and slipped her lips over it, moving her mouth over his purplish cock-head and sucking gently on it, just rubbing her fingers over his cock-head and stroking his balls.

"One of the first things the girls learn here," Brett said, "is how to suck cock properly."

His fingers played with the insides of Aurora's thighs, just above her stocking tops.

"How to suck them off, and how to tease them, keep the man on the edge of coming for as long as he wants, for hours, if he wants, Lulu's very good at it, don't you think?"

His fingers slid up Aurora's cringing body to the neck of her tight blouse.

"She knows she still has to go over the desk, so she wants me to be as hot as possible, so that I'll come quickly and save her a lot of pain."

He undid the top button of Aurora's blouse. "But," he said softly, "if your body excites me too much and I come in her mouth, it won't be her fault, will it?"

His fingers undid the next button of Aurora's blouse, revealing the clasp of her quarter-cup bra.

"If that happens, I'd have to get Karla to whip you while Lulu sucks me hard again and then goes over the desk, that's only fair, isn't it?"

Aurora threw her head back and screamed as Brett slid both his hands over her bra and took hold of the tiny clasp. He heaved and the clasp gave at once, snapping so violently her lovely tits burst out, thrusting into the air.

"Nooooo!" Aurora wailed as Brett's hands ran over her twin tit-globes, concentrating on her nipples. He slid them between the finger and thumb of each hand and pinched and rolled under. Aurora moaned with the rising pain. His fingers played with her nipples and Aurora could see that his cock was pushing faster and harder into Lulu's soft little mouth.

Lulu groaned, but she was working his cockrod now for all she was worth, her mouth sucking deeper, her hands squeezing his balls and crossing his cock-shaft with rising passion. "Oh, how terrible," Brett said in his menacing, deadly voice, "I think I'm going to come. I bet if I reached down under your skirt and felt your pussy, especially through those little white panties, that I'd come almost at once."

Aurora screamed, her body heaving on the rope. But Brett was already reaching down, his hand working under her little skirt, sliding up her thigh until her reached the crotch of her tiny white panties. She tried to close her legs, but his brutal hands forced their way in.

"Ooooh, that's so nice!" he crooned, while Lulu's mouth sank even deeper on his cock. "You've got a really wonderful cunt, baby, oh lovely, those pussy-lips so soft and I bet your pussy-mound is blonde, isn't it? Matches perfectly. What a pity, I'm coming, I'm going to shoot right in Lulu's mouth and she's going to show you how it's done. Ooohhhhhh!"

He kept one hand on Aurora's helpless cunt while he slid his other one into Lulu's hair, holding her young mouth to his cock as it worked in and out of her mouth.

Aurora stared in rising horror at what was going on, and shivered in horror at the touch of Brett's fingers in her pussy. She hadn't seen just how big Brett's cock was until then. It had to be nine or ten inches of throbbing cock-meat, and fully half of it was sliding in and out of Lulu's hot little mouth.

Lulu gurgled around the pistoning cock-rod, her hands working Brett's shaft, while it thrust at her face faster and harder as his grip in her hair tightened.

Brett sighed, his rock-hard cock sliding in and out of Lulu's mouth. His fingers probed deeper into Aurora's pussy, pushing into the very entrance of her cunt, the thin material of her panties rasping over her tender flesh as it was forced in.

"Yeahhhhh!" he yelled suddenly, ramming his cock deeper into Lulu's mouth. "Ready, now, now!"

Lulu's skillful mouth worked over his fuckrod, sucking at the heaving flesh as it speeded up and Brett gasped with lust, his hand tight in her hair. The tube on the underside of his cock suddenly bulged with cum and hot streams of it surged into the little schoolgirl's mouth.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" Brett roared. "That's it, you little shit! That's it! Now show her, show her!"

Under Aurora's terrified eyes, Lulu eased her mouth back up Brett's cock, keeping her hands jerking his shaft as the cum poured out. She eased her lips the last inch and there was his cock-slit, shooting thick gobs of cum. Lulu opened her mouth, leaned back, Brett's hand working compulsively in her hair, as another jet surged from his cock, streamed out in an arc and poured into her open mouth. She gurgled with delight, opened her mouth wider for the next spurt, taking some of it over her lips and chin and all the time Brett gasped and roared with delight, his cock emptying in huge gobs of spunk.

"You did it!" he yelled in delight. "You did it, you little whore! Suck it all out, suck it all out!"

Moaning and gurgling, Lulu sank her mouth back over the jerking cock and sucked up the last of Brett's cum as it ran out of his piss-slit and into her welcoming mouth. She held her lips over his cock-head, sucking at the cum as it oozed over her tongue while Brett held her head, thrusting in longer, slower strokes at the young girl's mouth.

Karla came back into the room. There was one thing about her that Aurora had found strange at the interview. She wore a hat with a veil over her face and Aurora found that disconcerting. Now it was plain menacing and Aurora began to see why Karla wore it.

Karla was a tall woman, with brunette hair held up under her hat, showing her beautiful, severe face with its dark eyes, long straight nose and full, sensual mouth. She wore long earrings falling on either side of the veil that partly concealed her features. Below that she wore a tight-fitting black dress, the hem just below the knee, but slit high on her thigh to reveal, right at the top, the hint of white flesh. It was the only sight of her legs, for she wore tight black, thigh-high boots with spiked heels. She stood for a moment, watching the scene.

"All set," she said. "Did that little cunt bring you off, darling?"

"Yeah," he said, "I mean look at that body."

He lifted Aurora's skirt to show the curves of her legs and ass to his wife. And all the time Lulu kept her soft mouth playing with his cock.

"Yes, I see," Karla said thoughtfully. She waked slowly over to the trembling Aurora. She pulled Aurora's face around to her and smiled nastily. "So you made my husband come, did you?"