A day in the life of Steven Brailey

Steven would never have imagined at the time of his sentencing that he would ever work as a teacher again. Now, beyond his wildest dreams, he was not only back in the educational field, he was now the principal of a prestigious school full of female students and teachers for him to use and **** to his heart's content.

"Excuse me sir". Steven was interrupted from his thoughts by the demure and submissive voice of his assistant, Imogen or as he liked to call her, Cunt. He spared a glance at his curvy, short-haired dark skinned assistant, dressed or rather ubdressed in the traditional assistant attire. Two painful nipple clamps adorned her delightfully perky nipples, sitting atop her full and round breasts, bared for all to see. Her lower half was adorned by an extremely short frilly miniskirt, barely covering the round globes of her ass, sculpted through hours at the gym to meet the harsh fitness standards of a prestigious school like the Hamilton School, under which the faint buzzing of the vibrator Steven had placed inside her could be heard. Of course, it was placed on a setting too low for her to have orgasmed, leaving her extremely sexually frustated considering the aphrodaisacs pumped into the food and water of every girl in this school, not that she would dare to cum without explicit male approval anyway.

"What is it, cunt?" Steven asked. "Sir, Kitty, is waiting for your pre-scheduled appointment, outside your office." came the reply. Ah yes. Katherine Bailey, or rather Kitty as he had renamed her upon becoming principal of the school was the former teacher of the Social Sciences, back in the school's feminist days. Of course, that was no longer an appropriate subject for women, and she now taught the course "Pleasing Men from a Societal Perspective." As he mused on her, Steven casually grabbed Imogen by the hair, pulling her towards him to begin mauling her breasts and tightening her nipple clamps, the girl impressively maintaining her composure aside from a small yelp.

Katherine Bailey was certainly an interesting woman. She was the only teacher remaining from the school's feminist era and hence the one most likely to rebel against him. Of course, she hadn't showed any outward sign of rebellion, she was too smart for that, but Steven knew that it would take a lot more to break a women like her than a degrading name and uniform.

He broke out of his stupor, having made a decision. Addressing Imogen, he said, "Well, let the bitch wait. It will be good for her to learn that she goes according to my whims, not the other way around. That should give us enough time for a good hard throatfucking."

"Of course, master, whatever you desire." replied the dutiful assistant, albeit a bit apprehensively, well versed with being throatfucked and knowing it wouldn't be a comfortable experience. However she had little choice in the matter as she was roughly grabbed by the hair, to lay face-up on Steven's desk, with her head hanging off the edge, mouth open and ready to recieve the instrument of her throat's destruction.

Wasting no time Steven unzipped his fly, and rammed his cock straight down her throat, making her gag instantly. He thrust his cock into her throat rapidly causing a cacophony of noises to emmerge from Imogen's throat. "Gluck Gluck Gluckkk AAGHHH GLUCKK AARGH" were the only noises that could be heard for the next few moments. Feeling himself getting close, Steven started cruelly twisting her nipples and slapping her sensitive pussy, the casual sadism being what finally pushed him over the edge as he came hard down Imogen's throat.

Deciding to have some more fun with his assistant Steven decided to not let her up for a few moments, keeping his cock lodged in her throat and cutting off her supply of air. Finally as her face started turnijg blue and her hands scrambled for purchase on his desk, did he decide to let her go and released her face, slapping her viciously as he did so, causing her head to snap to one side.

He grabbed her by the hair once again and threw her off the desk, causing her to land painfully on the floor, letting out a small whimper in complaint. "Tell Kitty to come in." said Steven. Time to start working on breaking the former feminist teacher completely.

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