Probably not.

You think how much you'd like to get inside her ass, and smile spreads across your face.

But Mrs. Anderson isn't having any of it. She knows immediately what you're thinking. But since you've made your self submissive to her so far, she's not letting go of it now.

"Oh, no you don't." she declares. "You're going to take more of my cock."

Before you know what's happening, she has you bent over her desk, and she's snapping her strap-on into place. There's something disturbing about a teacher who keeps such hardware in her desk at school, but you're no longer at liberty to discuss such things with her.

You're not her fuck toy. And you're going to take it.

She’s using one hand to hold you down, chest pressed against the cold table. "With your ass so open like that, I'm going to have to make full use of it, " she whispers into your ear. With her other hand, you can hear the sound of her lubing her large blue dildo, making it ready for penetration.

You feel her press the tip against your asshole. It gives you a chill, but you’re not sure why. By now, you can’t stand it. You need her. You given up control to your little teacher, and now she’s going to fuck you.

“You’re dick’s hard, isn’t it, my toy?” she askes as she reaches around with her lubed hand, gripping your dick. “You like being my pussy, don’t you?”

You begin to answer her, but she slaps your ass hard with her other hand. The shock makes you jump backwards, and you impale yourself onto her cock. The surprise and the sensation makes you shout out loud. Lila just laughs in your ear.

Slowly she starts to press forward into you, little by little. She taunts you. You’re her whipped little bitch. As she reaches full penetration, you begin to loose all control.

You are her slut. Head swimming, you grip the table you pressed on top of. Her thighs press against the back of yours, and you realize that she’s buried her fake cock all the way inside of you.

SMACK, she hits your ass again. “How do you like to be filled by me, pussy?” Your ass is so filled, you can hardly think.

“Fuck me” in a meek voice is all you’re able to vocalize.

“What, bitch?” she asks, pressing harder against your backside.

“Oh, god, fuck me. Fuck my ass.” You’re lost to her power. All you want is to feel fucked.

She obliges. Slowly, she pulls a little out of you. Slowly, she puts it back in. More and more, she fucks you. Pulling out more, and filling you with more again. You begin to feel like it is her toy that is sticking out the front of your body, not your own dick. The pressure grows and grows, and in no time, she’s pounding your ass with the full length of her dildo.

Both of you are screaming and moaning. Your being slammed against the table, while she claws your hips for control. She pulls your hair back, hard, but pushes your lower back down. She has total control over your body, and she’s fucking you with everything she’s got. And you love every part of it.