The teacher pushes your social commitment

As the class was finishing, several students approached you, telling you they would like to see you at lunch or after school. They all seemed friendly, but they all looked at you with hunger, whether sexual or food-based. Either way, their carnal desire for you made you feel weak in the legs and have butterflies in your stomach.

As the last of the students leave the classroom, the zebra teacher approaches your desk. You turn to face him and can’t help but let out an audible moan. His thick cock throbs in front of your face, and all you want to do is wrap your lips around it and feel him fuck your face. “Sir,” you squeaked as your nipples hardened and your skin broke out in gooseflesh.

If your friends, last semester, had told you that you would be naked in class, drooling over your teacher's foot and a half of giant horse meat, you would have laughed. But as you turned to face him, you licked your lips and swallowed your saliva as you drooled in lust. “So, would you like to meet our mascot?” he asked.

You nodded as you stood up and turned to face him; his cock throbbed and bounced against your chest, leaving a strand of precum joining your sternum to his cock head. “Yes, Sir, I think that would be nice,” you say. You were lost, lusting; ever since you met the principal, you had felt the urge to be used, to be prey to these creatures' lusts.

“And you are interested in participating in our culture and social responsibility?” he asked.

You whimper slightly, “Sir, I’m not sure I want to be eaten,” you squeak again, “but yes, I do, um, that is, I want to be a part of this society as long as I am here.”

The smile he returned, combined with his cock again throbbing in front of your face, made you feel weak in the knees. “I like to hear this,” he said.

You bite your lip and focus on his thick cock, “Umm, Sir,” you start before you lose your train of thought.

“Is there something you want to ask me?” He asked you, stepping even closer. His cock presses against your body, sandwiched between your body and his.

It sat against your chin, and you could feel his precum against your skin. “Um, it’s just, well,” you could feel yourself panting. “Well, you are a herbivore, right?” He nodded, “So, the predatory rules, it would mean that if I was to participate fully, I could, well,” you again lose your train of thought.

His smile broadened, “You think that you could make demands of me?” he asks. Just as you nod, he wraps his hands around your head, twisting it downwards. “And how confident of that claim are you now?” he asks you as he pulls your head down onto his cock.

You moan as you start to suck his big cock head, your head swimming in arousal. He wasn’t forcing you; you wanted this, but this whole thing was not working out how you thought it would. As you suck on his big cock you think about how you are going to tell your friends that your teacher's face fucked you, and it only turned you on more. You wrap your hands around his shaft and start to stroke him as you suck on his cock.

“Technically, you are correct, but I think you are not a dominant predator.” He tells you as you continue to suck on his mammoth zebra cock. “I think you are a submissive slut and want me to **** you to suck my cock. I think you want me to make you.” He moaned as you moaned onto his cock; he was right; you wanted him to make you do this. “I think you want me to take you by ****, to **** you on my cock, to fuck you and make you beg for my cum.”

You pull your head off his cock for a moment, “Yes, Sir, but please, promise me you won’t cum in me.”

He pulled your head back down onto his cock as he laughed, “No, I won’t promise any such thing. When we are done here, I will introduce you to our mascot, and I will bend you over the fence and fuck you from behind until I fill you.”

You moan onto his cock again, knowing he is right, knowing that if he does that, you will beg for his cock, for his cum. Again, you think of how you had just accepted your place here and wondered if he would genuinely use you like you craved if others would also.

You whimper slightly and pull your head back, “Sir, is it likely that someone will ask to eat me?” you ask him before willingly going back to sucking on his cock. He had a pleasant taste, and his cock oozed thick precum that cloyed in your mouth.

He laughed before bending slightly and wrapping his hands around your naked arse; with little effort, he lifted you up.

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