Thursday.
You come in prepared
You get dressed in sweatpants and a sweater.
You arrive early and wait in your classroom. John is also early and you catch him at your desk.
"And what might be your plan to humiliate me, John?" You ask, leaning against the door frame.
"Oh, Miss Thompson, Uh, me, humiliate you? Never." He says.
"Yeah, ok, then what are you doing to my desk?"
"...Let's play a game of hide and seek."
"What the fuck? No. Get to your seat."
He rushes towards you. You back into the hallway in a panic but he slams the classroom door and turns off the light. You take a deep breath to steady yourself and then open the door and turn on the light. You don't see him anywhere. Before you get a chance to look thoroughly, your students start arriving. You put John out of your immediate concern and greet your students. Once they are all seated you step behind your desk.
"Today we are gonna continue practicing math." You say.
Suddenly, your pants get yanked down. You quickly drop onto your chair but there was a dildo standing up on it and in an instant it slammed head first into your cervix.
"Oh no- AHN! God! Fff.." You trail off as you bite your lip to keep from making anymore weird sounds.
You look down and under your desk is John recording up close, your pussy wrapped around a dildo. The students can't see below your waist now, but John is filming away.
(I gotta get this damn thing out of me)
You start to rise but stop.
(The students will see me if I get up far enough to remove this thing...)
You sit back down. John grabs your knees and pushes them apart. He brings his face to your pussy and presses his mouth to it.
(Goddammit, What do I do?)
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