She begs him to fuck her (and loses her virginity).

Nat is almost delirious from the stimulation Ms. Poundwell has been giving her, and the sight of Frank - this boy she doesn't know at all - so eager for her body is somehow...appealing. The best thing she's ever seen. What am I waiting for, anyway? Part of Nat knows this is a bad idea. But the bigger part of her - the one in charge, now - is an aching, needy emptiness, a yearning to be filled, a hot, slick wanting that won't be denied.

"If you need to cum," she hears herself gasp, "you'd better fuck me."

"Wha - really?" Frank's eyes widen and, behind him, Ms. Poundwell's eyebrows shoot up. "Are you sure I - "

"Please juust do it," Nat begs, the need in her voice surprising even her. This wasn't how she'd planned for this to happen - she thought it would be romantic, a boyfriend bringing her to a special place for a special night. But in the end, maybe she's just a hole after all. And holes need to be filled. She hears herself continue to beg: "Fuck me! C'mon, please, I - ahhhn!" Frank, practically ripping his shorts open to drop them to the floor, leaps forward and, fumbling, spears his cock into her.

Nat gasps as he pushes into her cunt. It feels incredibly tight - like he's splitting her open - and for a moment there's an uncomfortable pinching, then tearing sensation. Then the feeling of fullness becomes exquisite, and she groans. So...good... As Frank grabs her hips and begins to eagerly pump in and out of her snatch, she wonders why she's never done this before, why she put off on experiencing this particular pleasure. Teddy had certainly wanted to fuck her, and she feels a brief pang in her heart at the thought that she skipped letting him use her cunt. She would've liked to know what he felt like. But Frank...as her first, she thinks she could do worse. The energy with which he's fucking her is delicious, his pelvis slamming into her clit again and again to send waves of pleasure up through her body.

"Well," Ms. Poundwell says dryly, "It seems like you two have it - what's this, now?" She frowns, putting a hand on Frank's shoulder. He slows, pausing just long enough for the faint pinkish tinge on his cock to be visible. Ms. Poundwell's blue eyes snap up to Natalie's. "My God, Natalie, were you a virgin?"

Cock-drunk beyond words, Natalie can only think to nod, panting slightly. Frank whoops and begins fucking her with greater fury, making her shriek with pleasure.

"So," Ms. Poundwell says, disapproving. "You lied to us. About having fucked before." She shakes her head, tutting. "Well, I must say, I've never had a student lose her virginity on my stool before. A first for everything, I guess. And don't think I approve of the way it happened." She reaches between them and grabs Natalie's nipples, pinching and twisting cruelly. Natalie cries out in a mix of shock, pleasure, and pain. "I hate lying sluts. But perhaps this is all for the best. You know what happens to lying sluts, don't you, Natalie?"

Nat, pinioned body shaking under Frank's onslaught, can only shake her head. Ms. Poundwell smirks.

"Why, lying sluts get fucked, of course. Like they deserve and - apparently - want." She pats Frank on the shoulder. "Give it to the little slut good and hard, Frank. Make her first time memorable!" She chuckles and walks over to her desk, where she pulls out a file and begins to page through it thoughtfully while keeping one eye on her students across the room.

Natalie groans as Frank fucks her furiously. There's little art to the way he's doing this - he's just pounding her like he's trying to tenderize a slab of meat - but it's clearly doing the job for him, and the position that Nat is bound in means that her clit is getting plenty of stimulation. Her first time having sex is her getting used as a fucktoy on a bondage stool, and that fact is making her flush red all over. She keeps instinctively struggling against her bonds, body wanting to wrap her legs around Frank to pull him deeper or grab his shirt collar for a kiss, but the stool holds her fast. She's just splayed open for him to take, and she feels so...wanted in the way he eagerly fucks her, and ashamed of what a slut she is.

"Fuck yeah," Frank gasps as he pumps into her. "Right there, yeah, right there. Take that, you little liar. Little whore. Cumdump."

Natalie moans at the word "cumdump," feeling her cunt squeeze around his cock as her brain registers the derogatory name. That...that's what I've become, haven't I? I'm just...a hole...a dirty, wet little hole for him to fill up with cum... The thought makes her moan out loud, and Frank grabs her panties from the desk nearby, stuffing them into her mouth.

"Little whore," Frank pants with a grin. "You're finally gonna be a woman...ha ha...ready...for my...cum?"

Natalie whimpers and nods, eyes wide and watering. She deserves this. She's been a bad girl and a good hole - this is the natural outcome of that.

"Fuck yeah," Frank groans and, hands gripping Nat's hips hard enough to bruise, he leans back to slam into her a final three strokes. On the last one he howls in pleasure and, watching him, Nat moans as as she feels his cock twitch against her inner walls, warm cum shooting into her. The sensation of him filling her up pushes her over the edge, and Natalie moans in pleasure, eyes rolling back in her head as her body starts to shake from her own orgasm. The wave of pleasure ricochets back and forth through her body, and she can feel herself floating away, expanding into the great emptiness of her climax.

She gathers her wits a few moments later as Frank slips his now-softening cock from her, leaving her empty and slightly aching. "Damn, you really were a virgin! That's so fucking hot," the boy exclaims with a laugh, wiping his cock off on her pubic hair. "Well, now that you've been popped open I guess I know who to ask if I need a quick fuck, huh?"

"Mmmmm," Nat moans through the panties in her mouth. She shakes her head slightly, trying to convey that this is a one-time thing. Frank laughs.

"Sure, slut. Whatever you say." He sticks a finger into her cunt, making Nat groan, and rubs his cum-covered finger over her cheeks. She groans as he pulls his shorts back up. "Thanks anyway. Thanks, Ms. Poundwell!"

"No problem, Frank." The teacher smiles as she watches him leave, crossing the room to stand by Nat's side. As the door shuts behind Frank, Ms. Poundwell leans down to look into Nat's face. After a moment, she unflinchingly reaches forward and pulls the panties out of Nat’s mouth. "How are you feeling, Natalie?"

"I’m…I’m ok," Nat gasps. She looks down, blushing and shamefaced. “I’m…sorry I lied, before."

Ms. Poundwell shrugs, face expressionless. “Well, now you know how little liars get treated.”

“Yes, ma’am.” Natalie squirms against her bonds. “Uh...can I get down now?"

"Hm." Ms. Poundwell traces a finger lightly down Natalie's throat, over her clavicle, between her breasts. Natalie shivers. "Now that you’ve lost that silly virginity, do you want more?"

"Uh, right now? No, I...I think I'm good."

"Are you sure?" Ms. Poundwell's blue eyes are oddly intense. "You don't want me to, say, find another boy who needs his dick sucked so he can pour his cum into that needy little throat of yours?"

"Um. No?" Nat says, swallowing nervously. "I, uh. I have Spanish?"

"Hmmm. All right." Ms. Poundwell smiles suddenly, then sets about undoing the restraints keeping Nat on the stool. "Just had to make sure. Never had a virgin begging to be fucked on the first day before...wanted to be clear on whether you were going into FES or not."

"Oh. Uh. N-no! Never," Nat gasps, sitting up and rubbing her wrists to get full circulation again. Ms. Poundwell laughs.

"Never say never, Natalie. You clearly have a needy little cunt, and if you let it, it will have its way with you," she says. Natalie blushes scarlet. "The more you give into it, the harder it will be to say no to cock...and before you know it, you'll end up like her." The teacher nods at the back of the room, where the blackbanded girl who'd been gangbanged still lies on the mats. Nat's breath catches as she takes the other girl in: she's clearly exhausted, skin pink in spots from slapping under the sheen of sticky white cum that covers most of her body, and her eyes are unfocused. But even as she lies there, one hand has drifted down to her cunt and she is gently stimulating herself, fucking her own hand lazily without, apparently, even realizing what she's doing.

"I won't," Natalie whispers.

"Perhaps not," Ms. Poundwell says with a shrug. "But I give you even odds of ending up like that girl before the year's end. Less than even, if you keep that green band on. Remember the saying."

"Greens are glad to serve," Nat mutters, having heard it enough times to know it by heart. "Reds are all reserved. Blacks are whack, no need to ask."

"Exactly," Ms. Poundwell says with a nod. "If you really don't want to hit FES, I'd try to find a guy to redband you. Usually it's better to be a fucktoy for one man who cares at least a little bit than to be giving courtesy fucks to people you run into. ...Usually."

"Ok. Thanks, Ms. Poundwell," Nat mutters, pulling her clothes on.

"Of course, dear. I can't help but wonder if you're in the wrong class...I have a few spots open in Practices of Sexual Service, if you'd like to switch."

"Er, no. I'm good, thanks."

"Suit yourself." Ms. Poundwell shrugs and hands her a slip of paper. "Here's a hall pass - the bell might ring before your next class."

"Thanks," Nat mutters, taking it and hurrying out the door before Ms. Poundwell can ask her any more questions.