Saved By The Bell... Or Not? ❤

The moment of silence between the two was broken by Vanessa who groaned loudly. “Guess you’re gonna want to get to class now like the nerd you are, right? It’s a shame, I’m a little pent up now and this would be the cherry on top for Frank’s bullshit. Before you go, let me just show you something that might... persuade you otherwise.” Vanessa smirked, shuffling back onto the desk, lifted her left leg so that her heel caught on the edge, then moved her right to spread herself a little more.

With her legs spread John could easily see under her skirt; her pussy glistened with the slight sheen of wetness. John wasn’t exactly sure if that was caused by his spell or maybe that she was actually getting into it, but he wasn’t going to waste brainpower on trying to figure that out.

John moved closer. “I’m more than worked up right now so I’m not going anywhere, especially with what I have in mind for you, and you sound like you’re more than willing.”

Swiftly, he grabbed both of Vanessa’s ankles and pulled her closer to the edge of the desk which caused her to let out a startled yelp. He knelt on the floor, and she propped herself back up on her elbows trying to strain her neck. “What are you doing?”

“Just, be quiet and let me do my thing, I’m sure you’ll love it,” John replied, smiling to himself. He began untying her sneakers before pulling some of the lace through the eyelets to give him a little extra to work with.

He was lucky this was one of the old science rooms. The teacher’s desk was sturdy in order to show a variety of things, as such that meant that its legs were thick steel bars and just under a foot from the ground there was a crossbar. He used that to his advantage and made sure to use her laces to secure her feet right where the reinforcement was; this way she couldn’t pull her leg up and was restricted quite well.

“Hey, what the hell are you doing? I didn’t say you could do this,” she complained, wiggling her feet, though John noted that she had moved her feet several times making it easier for him to secure her.

He made sure she could see him before he rolled his eyes. “I thought you wanted to piss Frank off? I’m more than sure what I have in mind will enrage him more than anything we’ve already done combined.”

Vanessa flushed a little more, seemingly getting ever so slightly bashful, something he’d never expect from her. Though that was short-lived as she cleared her throat and regained her composure, at least as well as she could do in her position. “Fine, since you are so sure of yourself, I guess I can allow this for now. But make sure you take some good pictures, and before you do anything with that,” she nodded towards his dick, “make sure to put a condom on, I don’t plan on getting pregnant and I definitely don’t want little nerd babies.”

John laughed, “Don’t worry, I planned on taking pictures. Also, what’d be wrong with having kids with me? They’d be smart and beautiful.” He winked at her to emphasise he was joking, though it only earned him a sigh.

John looked around for a while trying to figure out how to bind her hands. However, all he could find was his belt and the shoulder strap to Vanessa’s bag which luckily was held on by carabiner-like clips.

“Give me your hands,” John commanded, holding his belt out.

Vanessa looked at him curiously then feigned an annoyed eye roll before sitting up and placing her wrists over the belt.

“I’ll try not to make it too tight, I don’t want to hurt you or leave any marks,” John remarked as he began binding her wrists together. Then he had an idea; he moved to the other side of the desk and quickly tied Vanessa’s bag strap to the crossbar of the desk before he pulled out his phone and queued up a text.

“Lay down and extend your arms towards me,” he called, without moving from his position.

The desk was quite large so her hands barely reached over it. As soon as they were in view, he pushed the strap under and over the belt. ’This could be risky, I’m not sure if I’m going to get away with it or if I’m being a complete idiot for even trying it,’ he thought pulling the strap and casting Augment Body causing her boobs to grow. This also had the effect of making her yelp.

“Oh shit, sorry. Did I pull a little too hard there?” John asked, trying to sound concerned.

“I-I- n-no, it’s nothing,” she stuttered her reply.

He used one hand to secure the strap while he used his other to click send on a message he’d written. Almost immediately the desk vibrated lightly and Vanessa’s message tone rang out.

He quickly finished securing her hands and stood up walking over to her phone, but stopped in his tracks to look at her chest; it did look slightly bigger, her boobs seemed to have grown a cup size or so, though John wasn’t really the best judge of that.

Vanessa saw his leering and turned her head to the side slightly to avert looking at him. “What are you looking at?” she huffed.

“Uh, n-nothing. It’s just, your boobs look bigger when you’re on your back… I think,” he said, trying to stop himself from smiling.

“Just shut up and show me my phone, but don’t look at the message. It could be private,” Vanessa ordered.

John grabbed her phone and smiled with his back slightly turned; he didn’t really need to see the message since he wrote it. He opened the message and quickly turned it towards Vanessa.

< J: I thought since you were having fun with your new ‘friend’, you might like a little enhancement. Don’t worry I will change you back if you ask nicely, though I am going to let you enjoy them all day just so you can try them out, hope your clothes will still fit ;) - G >

Vanessa groaned, letting her head thump down onto the desk. “Just, exit out of the message, please, it’s nothing all that important.”

John did as she asked then picked up his pants from the floor, rolling them up into a cylinder. He moved over to Vanessa’s head and tilted it forwards; she curiously allowed him to and he placed the makeshift pillow behind her head.

“You look great like that, you know, helpless and waiting for me to do whatever I’d like to you,” John leaned in and whispered.

John sensed some movement but he was too close to see what she might have done. ’Was that a shiver?’ he thought.

Moving back, John grabbed her phone and switched back to the camera. He took a full-body shot of her, with her skirt barely obscuring her crotch. Then he sent it over to Frank with a message.

< V: Hey, your words seemed to annoy her quite a bit. I thought it was really hot when I heard the two of you had toyed around with bondage, so I thought I’d ask her who did it better, you or me. Not sure how she was with you but she seems to be enjoying this more than I’d expect, she’s super wet ;P >

The reply took a little longer to come, John assumed Frank was either struggling to read a big word or maybe he was so frustrated he couldn’t manage to get a message put together.

Vanessa looked at John annoyed. “You know he and I didn’t do anything like that right? The idiot couldn’t even manage to be a little dominant when I tried letting him have some control.”

“Yeah, I assumed he was talking out of his ass. I just realised he’s probably not going to get that I was mocking him. Oh well, he’s taking a long time so I’m guessing he’s too frustrated to type properly,” John smirked.

Ping

< F: ill fnd u nd wen i do ull b srry im gona kill u >

John couldn’t help but laugh. He moved between Vanessa’s legs before taking the condom she’d gotten out and put it on.

“I was thinking of sending him a nice video, so I’m going to stay quiet. You should probably avoid moaning my name too.” John smirked.

Vanessa laughed, though again it was odd for John to hear a genuine laugh and not one aimed at his suffering. “I’ll try my hardest.”

He started the recording, then flipped her skirt showing the camera her pretty and flush pussy. He gripped his dick and ran the head up and down her outer lips, eliciting a moan from Vanessa. He generously coated the tip of his dick with her pussy juice, then slowly moved back making sure not to sever the string of wetness that connected them.

After that, he ended the recording and sent it with a message.

< V: Your threats are kinda lame, you keep saying ‘I’m going to kill you’ over and over. You don’t know where we are, for all you know we aren’t even in your school, it wouldn’t be hard to drive by and pick Vanessa up before relocating. You also don’t know who I am, I could be a UFC fighter, or I could also possibly be one of your teachers playing with one of my hot students. Expect more videos, I’ll make sure you get to see how much she prefers getting fucked by me over the pathetic performance you can muster >

Another ping came much later.

“You know, that was actually kinda smart. He’s going to be too frustrated to think straight and now he's going to be even more annoyed that he won’t know where we are,” Vanessa praised John.

“It’s not hard to confuse him. I’m not exactly strong, so I only have so many options to avoid being a punching bag,” John confessed. He turned back to the camera, starting it. “Before we do anything, I just want to clarify, are you sure you want to do this with me?”

Vanessa rolled her eyes at him yet again. “You know any other virgin would have already stuck it in and blown their load by now. What do you want from me?”

John leaned in a little closer, aiming the camera at her face. “I want you to tell me that you want me to fuck you.”

Vanessa flushed a little. “Fine, I want you to take your big virgin dick and fuck me!”

John stopped the recording, saving it before he reached up to stroke her hair, which was surprisingly soft. “Good girl,” he then roughly gripped a wad of hair and **** her to look at him, “but I’m not a virgin, and I haven’t been for a while.”

He started a new recording focused on her chest, to begin with. He grazed his free hand over the flesh of her newly expanded boobs. Vanessa let out soft hums and moans as he did and little goosebumps formed under his fingertips.

“Are you going to stop teasing me? I told you, I want you to fu-” She gasped and moaned loudly as John pinched and kneaded her nipple.

Deciding she’d had enough, he lined himself up after noting that she’d gotten a little wetter than before. He pushed his hips forward; Vanessa’s insides squeezed and enveloped him as he sunk further and further into her.

He was forcing himself to suppress every groan and moan that tried to build up in his throat, something he found much easier to do when he was just jerking off. The room echoed with the sound of their hips meeting and Vanessa’s moans, whimpers and groans.

“Oh fuck, shit. That feels so- Oh! Keep going!” Vanessa cried as John continued thrusting.

He reached for her boob and pushed down, causing the tit-flesh to spill between his fingers. He then returned to kneading her nipple between his finger and thumb, making Vanessa inhale sharply before moaning loudly.

Continuing to knead her nipple, her insides constricted around him almost trying to milk his cock. Vanessa began twitching and almost wailing, “Oh fuck! Yes! Shit! Are you getting close!? Does my pussy feel amazing!? Ohh!”

Her back arched before she slumped back onto the desk. John didn’t stop after her orgasm; instead, he sped up thrusting deeper and harder.

“Oh. Fuck. S-sensitive. Shit. Too. Much!” she struggled to say as John got closer and closer to the edge. His hips began bucking themselves and then he pressed himself hard into her as he began cumming, filling the condom.

“F-fuck, how much are you cumming? I can feel it in the condom,” Vanessa commented, though her words were a little raspy.

John continued to cum and he could feel the pressure build before it suddenly vanished. Vanessa spasmed as she was pushed into a second orgasm, her mouth opened wide in a silent moan.

“I-I- Fuck! The condom broke! Fuck! G-get, pull out!” Vanessa panicked.

John, however, remained pressed as deep as he possibly could be. Vanessa began struggling but the restraints made it impossible. John tried all he could to not moan, but it was getting harder; the condom had split and the sudden feeling of Vanessa’s raw pussy milking his dick caused his orgasm to prolong, sending out more cum into his writhing bully.

By the time he’d finished cumming, he began feeling light-headed and his head throbbed for a moment. Without thinking, his arm holding the phone dropped it to the desk and he leaned down to kiss Vanessa on the lips, shutting her up as she tried to tell him to pull out or that he needed to untie her.

Soon enough she began to slightly reciprocate, and that was all the invitation John’s cum high brain needed to lash out his tongue. He quickly regained his senses and pulled away. He picked up the phone and the camera adjusted to the light again. He aimed it where the two were connected, and as he pulled out, a small torrent of thick white liquid followed him and spilled onto the desk.

“Oh my god, how much did you cum? It feels like it’s still leaking.” Vanessa strained her neck trying to see.

John didn’t answer, opting to capture the growing pool for a few seconds before ending the video.

“Fuck, sorry, Vanessa. The condom just split and I thought since it was already too late that I’d just continue with the video. Shit, that’s a lot, I didn’t realise there would be so much,” John said, rubbing the back of his neck.

Vanessa groaned, letting her head slump back onto the makeshift pillow. “No, I don’t need your money, how about you just untie me so I can clean myself up?”

John smiled. “Sure, but before that, how about you find out what we taste like together?”

“Wha-” Before Vanessa could continue, John swabbed his finger up her leaking crotch and stuck it into her mouth. She seemed to reactively suck on his digit before he pulled it free.

While she was either shocked or savouring the taste, John sent the video off to Frank.

< V: Thanks, I assume you only used the first three inches because the rest of her was super tight and she seemed to enjoy every second of it. Have fun with my sloppy seconds. >

After sending that he took one last picture of the cum leaking tied up bully, then sent all of the videos and images over to his own phone before he untied Vanessa. Once free she pushed herself up onto her elbows again and stared down at the pool of cum between her legs.

“Fuck! Were you backed up or something?” she questioned without really thinking.

“Uh, no, not really. I spent a lot of my previous lesson hiding a semi hard-on because Miss Summers’ dresses show her body off a little, but that’s not really something new,” John confessed casually as he put his clothes back on. “You know, I’d love to stick around, but I feel like that last message will probably have Frank in a rage and I’d rather him not find me at all. You should go ask your teacher for the work you missed while we were here and I’ll try running you through it on our next study date. Also, you do look hot just sitting there all blushing and staring at yourself but you should clean yourself up.”

He didn’t wait for a reply, not wanting her to regain her senses and turn back into the princess of Ashcroft. He ducked out of the classroom, closing the door behind himself, and turned to the dark hallway.

’I should probably text her before I head for the main hallway, so I can stay focused on not getting caught by Frank when I’m coming from this part of school,’ John thought before pulling his other phone out.

< J: I thought you might enjoy the feeling of being extra filled so I might have used my powers on your ‘friend’, you can go get contraception pills or something but I have already taken care of it for you. Make sure you don’t forget your panties from the door handle as you leave, wouldn’t want you to waste all that cream filling, now would you? - G >

John pulled her underwear from his inventory and put one of the leg holes over the door handle before he walked back towards the main halls. Stopping briefly when the bell rang out again.

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