Take the Facial

You point to your face. Barely conscious and **** for air, you will accept the consequences for your choice after you are able to finally breathe. Ms. Slipknot isn't quite finished with your tight throat, however, and continues to fuck your face like the whore you undeniably are. All thought leaves your head as your oxygen supply runs out and the only sensation left is the feeling of hard velvety cock sensuously rubbing your lips, tongue and throat.

You are suddenly yanked back to reality, however, as Ms. Slipknot's cock is forcefully yanked completely clear of your mouth and she begins screaming like an angry banshee. You gasp a lungful of life-giving air as your teacher, still screaming, begins absolutely covering you with the mother of all facials. Her girlcum blasts you powerfully in the face, dripping down over your body and liberally soaking your hair. Much of her cum lands squarely in your mouth because so soon after the powerful face-fucking you have received, your jaw muscles lack the ability to fully close it. By the time she is finished you can tell she has covered almost the entirety your face in thick, pearly white cum, and has thoroughly messed up your hair and your pink leotard. You unconsciously gulp down the semen that has landed in your mouth, and you realize you quite like the flavor. Salty, but also quite sweet with a strong hint of bananas. You realize that you could become addicted to this flavor and that thought scares you. As you sit there panting and absentmindedly licking around your lips for any cum your tongue can reach, you realize the pressure in your anus has begun to lessen. Ms. Slipknot begins wetly slapping your face with her now semi-hard cock, while pressing a button on the butt plug pump that is letting the air out. “I just knew you would love your present. You are such a wonderful cocksucker Doug, I hope you realize this is what you were meant for in life.” Once the butt plug is completely deflated she helps you to your feet and the plug pops out audibly. Your legs are wobbling and unsteady but she helps you balance yourself. Your ass feels strangely itchy and empty, and you cannot honestly say you are completely happy to be free of the butt plug.

“Okay Doug, I hope you learned your lesson here today about your priorities in life... you are free to go.”

You almost can't believe your ears after everything you have been through so far, and you look at Ms. Slipknot hopefully.

“Of course the lockers rooms are all locked now so you will have no access to your clothes and will have to finish the school day and go home with what you are wearing.”

You suddenly realize the totality of what Ms. Slipknot is saying. You would have to go to the rest of your classes looking like an absolute cumslut. Not only would you be dressed in a pink leotard with a hole cut out for easy access to your asshole, but you would be absolutely covered in cum, and on top of that your asshole is now leaking lube from the butt plug, ensuring smooth riding for anyone who wanted a go at your ass. Even if you made it through school unmolested, there is no way to know you would be safe going home or what your sisters and mother would do to you. As you quickly begin to panic, Ms. Slipknot offers you a way out.

“Of course I could unlock the locker rooms and get your clothes back for you...”

You eagerly nod at your teacher as she offers you salvation.

“However... I'm not convinced you deserve it, since you wouldn't help out your fellow students when they needed you so badly.”

Your heart sinks as your hopes are quickly crushed.

Ms. Slipknot looks you squarely in the eyes and continues with a husky voice, “I guess I could still help you out though, provided you can convince me that you know your proper place in this school...”

This proposition terrifies you, but could it really be worse than going through the rest of the school day looking like a perverted cock-slut?