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Chapter 3
by uncola man
What now?
I tell her how I'm feeling.
"Miss Erikson," I gasped. "Stop. I... I have a confession to make."
She stopped, but kept her hands on my thighs. "Well, out with it. I'm sure whatever it is, we can work through it."
"I'm... enjoying what you're doing. I mean it feels good. I mean, I'm... I'm getting... turned on," I finally blurted out, my cheeks burning.
"I see. Dear, this is cause for concern. I've had both boys and girls have crushes on me, it happens to all teachers, but this is a serious problem. If you're getting aroused..."
Oh my god, my nipples were erect! I hoped she wouldn't notice, but I also hoped she might pinch them.
"...by something as innocent as getting a massage, then I have to think about the safety of the other girls who get naked in the changing room with you. Especially the freshmen girls. You're in better shape physically than most of the students at your level and-"
"Oh! I wouldn't... I could control myself," I insisted.
She reached up and grabbed one of my breasts. With her other hand, she slipped a finger deep into my slit. "Ah!" I cried out in response, involuntarily wrapping my legs around her waist. My head lolled to the side, overcome with embarrassment at my lack of control.
"You see...? It might be wisest to find a reason to expel you for their safety. Or maybe just have you not change there."
No! I couldn't get expelled! That would be horrible! And the changing room is where so much of the socializing goes on. I lay there gasping with fear, humiliation and lust.
"However, Silverman... you DID confess. And I AM fond of you. Do you want to be my lover?"
"Yes! God, yes!"
"Very well. But not yet, not today," she said, taking her hands away. "Tomorrow, I'll risk my career to satisfy your lusts so that you're not a threat to the other students. But if you want me to do that, you have to put something on the table also. I need for you to do something humiliating to show me that you are taking this seriously."
Tomorrow! So long away! But her hands had felt so wonderful. "Anything!" I blurted out.
What does Miss Eriksen demand?
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Becoming Teacher's Pet
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