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Chapter 7 by JackOLantern JackOLantern

What did Miss Kasumi want to "talk" about?

Something steamy and sticky.

I obediently followed my teacher into her office, which was just adjacent to the classroom. I was enjoying the few brief moments of her wiggling ass before we entered the room. Once the door was closed behind me I addressed my teacher.

“So, Miss Kasumi, what did you want to speak to me about?”

It must have suddenly occurred to her that she hadn’t actually thought of a good excuse for bringing me in here, because her only response was to swallow hard.

“Are you okay? You looked a bit flustered. Am I in trouble?” I ask, still trying to play the good student. I was enjoying myself, I knew what she wanted, I just wanted to hear her say it.

“N-no you’re not in trouble. It was just a little hot in the classroom was all.” She licked her lips, possibly without realizing it. “I just wanted to ask you…” she paused, a bit of panic in her eyes, “… how are you enjoying the class so far?”

Nice save Miss Kasumi. “It’s not too bad. I enjoy it about as much as anyone would enjoy anything to do with school.” I leaned up against her desk and played with the hem of my skirt, occasionally lifting it enough so just the tip of my erect penis was visible. Each time I did I noticed her gaze lower a bit.

“Well, that’s good. I’m still relatively new to teaching so it always helps to get fed…” she drifted off, she seemed hazy.

“Fed what?” I grinned.

“Feedback, sorry.” She shook her head, possibly in an attempt to clear it, but that only seemed to make her even less lucid. “That smell… is that you?” She asked.

I started to get a little riskier, sitting down on top of Miss Kasumi’s desk now, my legs opened just enough that she could get a good view of my length. “Yeah, it’s a new perfume I’m trying, do you like it?”

“It’s… very strong but… yes. It suits you.” She was now exclusively staring at my cock, seemingly not caring at all whether or not I knew she was looking. It was only fair I suppose, given how much I stare at her ass.

“What are you looking at Miss Kasumi?” I ask, a bit teasingly. I was enjoying this a little too much.

She licked her lips again. “Oh, sorry I just um… lost my train of thought.”

“You’re still looking at it.”

“I um, can’t seem to…” she trailed off, swallowing hard again.

“Want a better look?” I asked her.

“Yes.” She replied without any hesitation.

“Oh my, how improper, Miss Kasumi. Asking to see under the skirt of one of your students.”

It seemed to just barely dawn on her the gravity of what she did. Suddenly fear started to flood into her expression. Just the accusation alone would have been enough to make her lose her job, possibly even get jailtime. For the first time in a long while her eyes managed to pry themselves away from my cock to look me in my own eyes.

“I… uh…” She didn’t seem to know what to say.

“You even invited me in here. Just me and you, alone. Everyone else in the class saw it too. Did you bring me in here just so you could look?”

“No! Of course not…” she exclaimed, her breathing was heavy.

“Oh? More than just look then? Maybe you wanted a taste?” I pulled my skirt up even further, giving a better view. I had to have been giving her mixed messages at this point. I was just enjoying myself. I wouldn’t dream of getting her in trouble for this, after all it was technically my fault.

Miss Kasumi was silent now, but she was once again looking at my crotch. It seemed she was having difficulty denying that part. It was almost certainly the reason she brought me in here, she couldn’t deny it with any degree of honesty.

“I’ll take that hungry look in your eyes as a firm ‘yes’.” I chuckled. “I’ll tell you what, I’ll let you do it and I won’t tell anyone, but I want to hear you say it.”

“S-say what?”

“Say exactly what you want. Tell me what you really want to do right now. Just be honest.”

“I-I…” she stammered, “I want…”

“What’s that? I can’t quite hear you.”

“I want to suck your cock. I want to suck it until it explodes in my mouth and then I want to drink up every last ounce of semen!” She practically shouted this.

“Go ahead then.”

I opened my legs wide and watched as she practically fell onto her knees in front of me and immediately shoved the long, hard length into her mouth, letting out a delighted moan as she did. Unlike Vanessa’s blowjob from this morning, Miss Kasumi’s was far more fierce and ****. Probably because of how much teasing I had been doing. She very quickly bobbed herself up and down along my length, making loud slurping noises as she noisily sucked on the rock-hard cock.

“Damn, Miss Kasumi, you’re really rough, I love it.”

“Mhm…” was her only response as she swiftly dragged her lips up and down my swollen member. Occasionally pulling it out of her mouth to lick it and take a long, hard, whiff of the scent it was giving off. “I need it… I need your cum, Miss Fenrose.”

I suddenly realized how much I liked the ring of that name. Miss Fenrose. It did have a sort of dominartix-like feel to it. Especially in this context.

Miss Kasumi continued to bob her head up and down hungrily. Her movements were so intense that it seemed like she might try to take a bite at any moment. It felt incredible, though. Vanessa’s slow and deliberate blowjob from this morning was certainly amazing, this was amazing in a totally different way, though. It suddenly dawned on me that this was my life now. I could do this to anyone I wanted, and they’d be just as **** to get a mouthful as Miss Kasumi is now. And every one of them would give it to me in different ways, different preferences. I was excited.

Excited enough that I erupted, shooting my load into Miss Kasumi’s lips. I felt a little bad for not warning her, but she didn’t seem to mind. She was happily drinking down my sperm like it was a bottle of water and she was in the Saharan desert. In fact, unlike Vanessa, she didn’t stop bobbing her head, she just kept going and going, drawing out my orgasm for as long as it would go. I had to grip the edge of her desk tightly and almost painfully to keep myself from screaming in pleasure at being milked so thoroughly.

At last when it was extremely apparent that I had nothing else to give, she popped my penis out of her mouth and panted heavily like she had just run a mile. There was no more strange scent, instead the smell of sweat and sex hung in the air.

“That was… incredible.” Miss Kasumi admitted, scooping up any stray bits of cum off her chin and clothes and lifting it to her lips to swallow it. “I feel strange. I was really anxious a few minutes ago but I feel silly now that I felt that way. I’m so… comfortable now.”

“That’s good.” I nodded, adjusting my panties carefully and putting away my member. “How do you feel about me, Miss Kasumi?”

“I feel like I have seen a whole new side of you, a wonderful side that I would do anything for. I don’t feel like I need anything else in my life but you. You’re the most important person, not just to me, but to anyone. I feel like a fool for not seeing it sooner… and tasting it.” She added, licking her lips yet again.

It was fascinating seeing how they justified their new devotion to me, I had to wonder if this is what it would be like for everyone or if different people would justify it in their own ways. This meant that they would retain some semblance of their original personalities even after becoming my slaves, which I was actually quite pleased to know.

“Is there anything at all I can do for you, Miss Fenrose?”

I was about to correct her and have her call me Lucy now that we were on much more casual terms, but I loved the way she said that now. “Well, Suzumi, do you mind if I call you that?”

“Please do.” She smiled warmly at me. She was still on her knees looking up at me as I sat on her desk.

“Good, for the most part just keep living your life like you normally would. I’d like you to start wearing shorter skirts though.”

“In class? The administration might not like that very much.”

“Don’t worry about it, I’m sure they won’t mind.” I actually was positive they wouldn’t, because I knew how my new powers worked. Still, it might be a good idea at some point to pay said administrators a visit. The principal of the school was pretty hot in a mature lady sort of way. It would be pretty fun to have her impose some school-wide regulations that could make things interesting around here.

“All right, I’ll be happy to.” Suzumi smiled again and stood up. “Is there anything else I can do for you right now?”

Is there?

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