Mistress M assigns Elizabeth to find her a lover

Mistress M, I mean Miss M now had a problem. A very serious problem. Sure, she had no class immediately following lunch, and then switched gears to teaching English, but she was all dressed up with nowhere to go. Another way to put it, she rode hard and was put away wet. Her engine was revving and in neutral. SHE NEEDED TO GET LAID. There I spelled it out for you. Happy now?

Anyway Miss M had helped her sex ed class understand better anal sex, she had demonstrated the size of your cock can fit in a condom, and she helped unlock the sexuality of a young woman who was quit confused. Now she just needed to figure out tomorrow’s lesson plan and what to do about her own lack of sexual contact.

So what was a teacher to do? Well get laid obviously!

“Liz,” Miss M, no now she was back to Mistress M, said just as Elizabeth reached for the door handle. The young girl froze in place and couldn’t move. “You have some homework, due by the end of day. I want you to get me laid, not you, preferably a male.”

“Um…” Elizabeth was not the shy girl around school. She had a lot of friends, was fairly popular with different groups, did different sports. But she didn’t exactly have a strong sexual life. That was now revealed to be due to her lack of conviction with her own sexuality, however the dilemma for Elizabeth was that… well she just didn’t know how to approach boys. Never did, never wanted to. And girls gave her butterflies in her stomach. So… now she had to help Mistress M get laid?

“You do know I am in charge of your grades.” Mistress M meant what she just said, but Miss M wasn’t so sure. As the words rolled out across her lips Miss M started to like what Mistress M was capable of. She had never thought of herself as a sort of dominiatrix or someone who was this in control and demanding, but it was fun. Especially looking at the bright big doe eyes of the youth she had just started to corrupt. She realized then that she didn’t mean it, she wasn’t going to fail Elizabeth if she failed at this task, but putting the fear of god in this girl and making her bend over backwards for her would be fun.

“So uh… you want a boy. To… fuck? I think I might know one,” Elizabeth said as she walked out the door.