You have to follow Gerrow's commands

In the evening you got the message: "7.00. Class 33. Don't be late." You don't even thing about disobeying after what he has done to you, you really don't want to feel something like that again. Maybe if you obey him, he will be lenient. That way you'll earn some time and maybe something will happen to free you from his clutches. You have to count on a miracle, that's humiliating. But you don't mop too long, you need to be strong. Next day you do as you planned. You wake up ungodly early, it is still dark. You take a quick shower, dress in tight jeans and a T-shirt (you were contemplating wearing the skirt, but as he didn't give you a direct command you decide that you won't give him a satisfaction, besides you look pretty good anyway), you eat quick breakfast and you leave to school. With every step you feel worse. How can this happen to you? You do nothing to deserve it!

When you enter the class you feel like you are going to puke, but you **** a smile to your face and say:

"Good morning, Mr Gerrow."

"Good morning, Emily" he also smiles, but he has a good reason to do so "I'm very happy that you can learn from your mistakes and you are on time."

"Thank you, sir" you answer with smile stil plastered to your face.

"Your attire is...OK, but we will work on that."

Of course. At least he won't punish you for the way you are dressed today.

"Get naked" he says to you like it was the normal thing that teacher says to his student.

His order is hardly a surprise to you, still it is not easy to do it, to get naked in front of this perv, especially that you know that for him it is just a beginning. But you get a hold of yourself and in thirty seconds your clothes are lying near you.

"Very good" he gives you a nod of approval "I understand that yesterday was quite shocking to you. But it was necessary to make you realize what is the price of disobedience. I promise that as long as you are good, we will take things slow. Kneel."

That's hardly "taking things slowly" but you don't argue, you do as you are told. You are a little afraid, you remember what happened last time. You are not ready for it.

"Don't worry" he says, apparently your eyes betrayed you "it won't be like yesterday, you can go in your own speed, but you have to do your best, OK?"

You nod your head. He unbuckles his belt and stands in front of you. You open your mouth, he adds "remember about your hands" and you obediently put one hand behind your back and the other on your pussy. His taste didn't change through this 24 hours, it is not pleasant, but bearable.

"Eyes on me" he says and you immediately comply "so, now I'll explain to you how will your days look from now on. At least in the foreseeable future. Every morning we will meet in the classroom. I think relieving myself will help me be more effective teacher what will be beneficial to my students" yeah you are sure that's the reason "also every morning you'll be given a task for a day. Every day you'll meet me after school and you'll give me a report from your task and what good deed have you done this day."

You try to say "good day", but it comes more like "gjhfjh ddjfj"because of the dick in your mouth (you manage to take half the length without gagging, you are proud of yourself).

"Emily" he sighs "you should know that it is impolite to talk with your mouth full. But to answer your question, yes. We want to make you a better person, so every day you have to do something good to somebody. It could be small thing like showing somebody a way, but you have to do it."

At this point you are already really wet and you are touching yourself quite enthusiastically, but you remember to take care of his cock. You are unable to take it all in you, but it seems that you are doing good enough job, because you can taste his salty precum. You speed up both moves of your head and your hand.

"Oh" he gasps "you have a talent for it."

You should be angry, but right now his words only stimulate you to work harder. You want to cum and to make him cum.

"I won't last long" he warns you, you think that this is pretty polite, but then he adds "hands off your pussy."

You look at him pleadingly, but he is stern "do as I say Emily."

You begrudgingly do as you are told and then he cums straight into your mouth. You were prepared this time, so you don't spit it out, but still it wasn't easy to swallow it.

"You did very good" he smiles at you.

"So maybe...can I cum?" you don't care that you behave like a **** slut, you need it.

"No" he says "you know why?"

"Because...Because I need to learn to put other people needs before my own."

"Very well" he says "now get dressed and we'll discuss your task for today."

When you have your clothes back on your body he says:

"Your task for today is to go to coach Derry and ask him if he could give you some advice on how to improve your volleyball skills. Maybe he can get you some individual training schedule."

It's not that bad, you could always make something...

"And you have to record this conversation." Fuck. Of course.