Put it on

Reluctantly, you put it on. The hooks pull at all corners of your mouth, not painfully, but uncomfortably enough, as you quickly feel your mouth becoming dry. Delighted, Ms. Miller comes up to you and pinches your cheek, smiling.

"You look so perfect like this; it's a shame we can't use these in the schools. Some teachers went a little overboard with their students, so now we're relegated to using these in personal disciplinary efforts... unfortunate, but now, you're all mine. Please, open wide and try to repeat the vocal exercise we just did."

She took her top off, exposing her large breasts, and rolls of fat, and then slowly undressed, so that only her panties remained. She edged towards you, as you nervously sang the practice warm-ups, unsure of what was to come. Eventually, she rested her bulge on your face, near your mouth. A thin mesh of fabric separated her cock from your helpless mouth. She wrapped her hands around the back of your head, and moved her weight on you so that you were encased by her fat. She hummed, happily,

"You know, Dougie, I've always had something for you. You're very bright, and not hard on the eyes, either. I really think that I can help you, which would help me enormously..." You felt the heat emanate from her panties, with her cock break out from the fabric. it sprung up, and hit you in the face. Now, you got a full look at her member. It stood a full 17" erect, and a little less thick than a beer can. A wave of musk hit you as she put the tip in your mouth giggling. "Sorry, sweetie, but the rapid growth means for some smelly hormones. I'm being sweet now, and letting you have my cock instead of licking my ass. I'm not sure if you could survive that right now."

Right now? You started to worry about what she meant by that, but your thoughts were cut short as your stomach retched and you threw up spit as she **** her cock all the way down your throat. Her sweet voice became a more demanding and short, as she kept her cock lodged in your throat.

"This is the beginning of the disciplinary action. Your mother and I had a fantastic talk, and she agreed that you needed an extended period of time for me to correct your behavior. So, you see, I have you for three full weeks, and I intend for those three weeks to be extremely instructive." She began thrusting, deep, as your throat struggled to open for her cock. This pleased her to the point of full on grunts of pleasure, as her belly repeatedly hit you in the face. As you spewed her precum and your spit, she grew a little concerned, and then easily flipped you so that her ass stood over your face. A wave of sweat and some other unnamed foul odor hit you, and you understood what Ms. Miller was saying. However, you eating her ass was not part of the plan; she flipped you over so that she could get a better angle to throatfuck you.

"Doug, your ass looked so scrumptious I just had to get it out of my sight before I destroyed it! I think this angle will be perfect to lube me up before we begin."

We? You had no clue what she meant by that-- you had a little more time to think, now that your throat had adjusted to her cock. However, this new angle meant that when she was in your throat, that all you heard and smelled was this large, quite gross teacher. What did she mean by we, though?