Tortuously

Margaret found it increasingly difficult to focus on the subject she was meant to be teaching. Every time a guy asked a question she would imagine what his dick was like, and was now starting to wonder what it would feel like between her legs, much to her humiliation. She was also starting to overheat now that she was out of water.

To make matters worse, her only escape from this horrible situation, the subject she was teaching about early 20th century colleges and women was starting to get infected by the sex too. She was now fantasizing being a helpless woman sucking dick to get entry into college, and it strangely made her even hornier, despite how degrading the fantasy was and how against her beliefs it was too. And she still had 35 minutes to go before the class was over.

And her students were starting to notice her strange attitude, asking her if she was alright as her sweating and breath rate increased. Margaret was worried about herself, but she wouldn't let it get in the way of her teaching these boys what she meant to, including stopping them from man-spreading and mansplaining, even if these sudden desires tried to get in her way.

She did her best to deal with the itch in inconspicuous ways, such as when she was erasing something from the board and writing another thing, or when she was behind her desk, and she managed to mostly deal with it undetected, though the odd pleasure it gave her was far harder to hide, and made her increasingly aroused.

"Maybe she's a slut and overcompensates by being a bitch to men, and that's why she so desperate," Margaret heard one of her students say before the entire class broke out into laughter. Her face immediately went red from a combination of anger and humiliation, but she tried to live it down and calm the class down. She managed to do this and continue her class, as red as her face was and much as she was craving dick right at that moment.

However, her attempt to maintain self-control wasn't entirely successful, and some of her students saw right through her. As the class was finally over and they were leaving, she heard one of the students yell something at her as they left, though she was unable to tell who it was.

"Till next class, Miss Slut! If you get lucky I'll let you suck me off!" she heard him say, and she couldn't help but admit that during a second, her mind slipped, and she licked her lips at the idea before she caught herself and asked herself what the hell was happening to her. With a sigh, she quickly stored everything she needed and left the class too, trying to remember what she had next, and get the thoughts of dicks out of her mind.