Sept 3 2024

Beeep beeep beep

You watched as your students filed out heading to there third period classes. Sitting back in your chair you close your eyes. It must be karma you think to yourself.

Snorting you remember getting shaken awake up by Rebecca. Who knew that the power would flicker after you all fell asleep. Opening your eyes you head to the teachers lounge and grab some coffee before swinging by the office.

"Morning Alice,"you call out in greeting as you retrive your mail.

Grabbing your mail you were just getting ready to head back to your class you heard a male voice call out,"Ahh Mr.Clarkson how fortuitous that I run into you here.

Turning you saw it was Assistant Principal Gene Smith. The assistant principal was older than you who came in at 6'2" his hair was almost pure white who walked with help of a cane.

"What can I do for you Gene," You ask.

He smiled limping over,"I hate to be the bearer of bad tidings with Barbara throwing you into the deep end of the pool."

Taking a sip of coffee you mentally braced yourself.

"But besides next weeks overnight trip for the football game. Have you had time to go thru and finalize the fundraisers for the cheer squad for the first semester."

"Fundraisers....." after a second it hits yous. You groan remembering the endless series of fundraisers from your days for the different extra curriuclars.

"I hate doing this to you," he said apologetically,"But those plans should have been submitted for review two weeks ago."

Inwardly you groan as you think fast,"Okay Gene ill check to see if my predecessor had anything set. Barring that I'll have a pow wow with The team during practice and have something for you tommorow."

Gene nodds saying," Good man ill be waiting." He turns to head off but pauses before telling you,"Donna for the last couple years ran at bikini car wash at the Elks Lodge if your looking for ideas."

You thank Gene before heading back to your class room. Passing thru the halls you nodded to various student and staff you passed in the halls. Sitting down at your desk you pull out your lap top and open it up to check on you parents correspondence.

To: Jason Clarkson.

From: Trudy McClernon

I have concerns about the facts that you are teaching to my daughter Betty. As a Daughter of the Confederacy I must remind you that the Civil War....

With a growl you close the laptop. You chuckle mirthlessly when they warned you about the current clime for teachers in Florida. Taking another sip of coffee you at last find yourself not rushing at warp speed since waking up.

Bell is going to kill you, your subconscious whispered. True you think to yourself she will if she ever finds out.

What happens when Krystals belly swells. She'll know something is up and you could never lie to her worth a damn your subconscious whispered accusingly.

You could always hope..... No, you think refusing to lie to yourself. That ship had already sailed. As long as they spread there legs for you, you were going to do everything you could to knock them up.

Putting down your coffee you reopen the laptop.

Mrs. McClernon i need to remind you that states rights.

You started writing your response when you phone rang. Looking sat the phone you saw it wasn't spam. Clicking accept you put it to your ear saying,"Hello Jason Clarkson speaking."

"Mr.Clarkson im sorry calling you at school." Sunyi started you could hear her voice quivering.

"It's okay Sunyi," you gently tell her. "You wouldn't be calling if it wasn't important."

You could hear her breath voice several seconds before she hesitantly told you,"Jae has made bail and is being released."

You nod asking,"As expected. Did the DA get a protection order."

"Yes he did," she quietly replied. " But Jae called me.... He demanded I come home."

"And you felt an urge to do that, didn't you," you surmise.

You could hear her breathing become more rapid as she recounted what happened.

"He told me to present myself for correction.... I I I was able to tell him nooo." Her voice was wavering you could almost see her shaking.

"I tol, told him no... told him I was divorcing him, and.... he screamed. He called me an ungrateful whore and I hung up."

You could hear the tears and simply asked,"what do you need me to do."

She said nothing for a long moment. Then she whispered so low that you could barely hear,"order me... be my master."

You breath deep she had all but asked it when you visited the hospital. Making a decision you ask,"where are you now?"

"Im at the lawyers office the hospital social worker recommended." Was her reply.

"Verry well," you reply before ordering," Finish your buisness then return to my house and wait for me we'll discuss this when I return."

"Thank you," she all but sobs as you hang up.

"How," you ask the empty room.

Three weeks ago you were a simple middle-aged man starting a new life as a teacher. Now somehow you have a stable of teens who all seem to be so enamored with your cock that they are lining up for you to breed them. On top of that you have another mans submissive asking you to be her owner.

Turning back to your correspondence you decide to finish plowing thru them before fourth period starts.