Alexandra Makes The Grade Ch. 03

Alex didn’t acknowledge Mr. Morgan for two weeks after their encounter in the parking lot. She could barely stand to look at him let alone talk or look at him! There were four weeks left in the grading period. Alex’s only chance to save her GPA now was to study and see if she could recover in time. She was damn sure that there would be no bribing that arrogant bastard. When Alex thought about the parking lot and what Mr. Morgan had done and how he humiliated her, she could barely stand it.

What really pissed Alex off was that those thoughts… those humiliating memories… made her excruciatingly hot. And no matter how many times she touched herself, she couldn’t duplicate the way he made her feel. She longed for it… for the feel of his fingers as they slid so expertly into her waiting and eager young body. She yearned to feel the strength he used to pin her to the car while he violated her so thoroughly.

She absolutely hated him but she wanted Mr. Morgan more than anything else in her young life.


Jack felt only mildly guilty at his treatment of Alexandra when last they’d met. She had again been so sure of herself. Positive that she could lure him in with her short skirt and her criminally provocative body. He had let her pout and be angry for the last two weeks but it was time to put a stop to it; he’d had enough. She was over the top in her avoidance of him and while it was amusing, it had become trite.

Just before the bell rang that signaled the end of third block, Jack called out the homework. “Chapter 4 review on page 35 due tomorrow. Don’t forget the test on Friday. Jason, pick up the papers under your desk. Alexandra, see me after class.” The bell rang and class erupted into a dull roar as his students filed out into the hallway. He caught the hostile glance that radiated from Alexandra’s green eyes and he grinned in anticipation of the confrontation that was to ensue.

Alex stood there and stared at him… she clinched her fist tightly around the handles of her Coach bag. Unbelievable!! What a jackass! How could he call her out and make her stay after class. She heard the irritation in his voice and she knew everyone else did. She’d seen some of the looks thrown her way as her friends filed out of class. Sophie gave her a sympathetic look, and that asshole Tyler smirked at her as he walked out, believing her to be in trouble. How embarrassing!

Jack walked into his office, ignoring Alexandra and her dirty looks. He sat down at his desk and waited for her to come to him. He knew her anger would force her in to his office to scream at him. He would let her blast him, to get rid of her anger and then he would explain things to her. He didn’t have too long to wait.

Alex stormed into Mr. Morgan’s office and stood in front of his desk tapping the toe of her high heeled Mary Jane shoe on the tiled floor. Not only had he made her stay after in front of her classmates, he walked away from her and into his office, expecting her to follow him like some obedient little twit. She had followed him in there didn’t she? “Ugh!” she thought to herself. She was pathetic.

“What do you want?” Alex blurted out, letting her annoyance show unchecked.

Jack set the folder down that he’d been pretending to read while he waited. He leaned back in his chair before he looked up at Alexandra. Oh, she was mad; her brilliant green eyes flashed angrily. He was delighted. “Are you done acting like a child Alexandra?” he asked his voice hard and annoyed.

Alex couldn’t contain it. Her inner crazy ripped through her composure, “A CHILD? You are calling me a child? You just embarrassed me in front of the whole entire senior class! You touched me and humiliated me in the parking lot! You did things to me! I… You…” Alex’s chest was heaving and she was spitting her venom through her teeth. “You’re a bastard and I don’t care if you give me detention!” Alex took a breath and she felt tears welling in her eyes. How could he do this to her and why was she crying? It was all unfair. So unfair! She bit her lip and turned her head toward the window. Leaves blew around on the dark pavement of the parking lot.

“Let’s talk about unfair Alexandra.” Jack’s voice sharp, harsh. “When I speak to you, you will look at me Alexandra.” He waited for her to turn to him. “Look at me now young lady.” Alexandra turned her eyes to meet his and he smiled at her tears, watching one roll, glistening, down her beautiful cheek. He was pretty sure she hated him. Her tears were exquisite.

“What is unfair, Alexandra, is you throwing yourself at me like a common whore expecting me to change your grade and then getting angry when I beat you at your own game. Now stop behaving like a spoiled little girl. You’ve offered your body to a grown man. Behaving like a spoiled brat no longer suits you unless of course you’ve changed your mind.” He waited for a moment giving her opportunity, surprised that she didn’t look away from him or indicate that she had indeed changed her mind. His little minx stood mute, her tears threatening… her eyes sparking.

“You are more than capable of earning an A in my class and you will earn that A, Alexandra. I have never, and will not start, giving away grades in my class. But based on how wet your cunt was in the parking lot the other day, I can tell that this is about more than trying to get me to give you a grade. You’re a wanton little slut Alexandra and you were so deliciously hot for me. You do remember how sweet you tasted, don’t you sweetheart?” His words were blunt and he didn’t care. The games were over. It was time to see if Alexandra was willing to ‘put up or shut up’ so to speak.

“Alexandra, your notebook contained some very explicit images. Which hardcore porn sites have you been trolling?” Jack asked tersely. He remembered the images so clearly, very graphic in nature. He had been embarrassed by them at first when he recognized himself in her drawings. Jack had never really felt desire for one of his students but seeing Alexandra and himself drawn so expertly in Alexandra’s notebook, she playing the submissive, he the dominant had pushed the thought unbidden into his head… and his appetite. His cock was hard, like an undisciplined teenager, now, just thinking about them. He wanted Alexandra. He would have her.

“The one you’re on.” She wanted to roll her eyes but she didn’t want to force the tears down her cheeks again.

“You’ll keep the sarcasm from your voice from now on Alexandra, do you understand me?”

“But I…” Alex hesitated. His voice was hard. This was different. Mr. Morgan was done screwing around. “Yes,” she replied.

“Yes what Alexandra?”

“Yes Mr. Morgan.” It was almost painful for Alex to say. She felt childish. Mr. Morgan’s whole demeanor had changed towards her. There was no smile and his voice was cold. When she looked in his eyes though… they were flashing with that hunger she’d seen during their previous encounters – wolfish. But his firmness with her, his coldness… it intrigued her and she was sure he was aroused.

“Very good Alexandra. From now on you will do exactly what I say, without hesitation. You will look at me when I speak to you and you will answer me without question or smart remarks. I want you to give me the notebook right now.” Jack smiled to himself as Alexandra reached into her stack of books for the pornographic portfolio.

“You will do your homework tonight Alexandra. You will study for all of your classes and you will be prepared for your Trig test on Friday. You will get an A. As I said, I believe that all of this has very little to do with whoring yourself out for a grade, Alexandra. If you’re up to the challenge of discovering why you chose those particular images to draw us in, you will earn the A you are coveting; starting with your performance on Friday’s test.”

“It is inappropriate for a girl of your age to be looking at these sorts of images and you will cease masturbating to it. Do I make myself clear? The next fingers in your cunt will be mine.”

Alex looked at him in stunned silence as she handed over the notebook. Who did he think he was anyway? She looked longingly at Mr. Morgan’s fingers as they closed around the offered notebook and held onto it just a little longer before relinquishing it to him. She remembered the feel of his fingers under her skirt and she felt his fist in her hair as he held her still, pinned between him and his car. Her body quickened as she remembered how vulnerable she felt when he had her in his grasp… doing things to her, touching her. She sighed softly and met his eyes with a smoky gaze. Did Mr. Morgan just lick his chops?

“Yes Mr. Morgan,” Alex muttered softly.

Jack scribbled on a pad on his desk and ripped off the top sheet. “You will not touch that perfect little cunt of yours except to shave it clean for me. I will know if you do so do not try. You will make the necessary arrangements and excuses as to why you aren’t coming home after school and that you’ll be home by curfew. You have three days to study for the test. Friday by the end of the day I will have your test graded. You will come directly here after fourth block. An A will earn you a choice in what happens next.” Jack looked at Alexandra, his voice softening for the first time. “Here’s a hall pass. Get to your fourth block class.”


Alex had gone through the rest of Tuesday in a daze. Her mind was swirling with everything that had transpired between her and Mr. Morgan that afternoon. When the final bell of the day rang, Alex found herself at her locker only hesitating for a second when her fingers touched her Trig book and notebook before sliding it into her Vera Bradley laptop bag with the rest of her homework. That evening Alex spent the time after diner in her room with her books, adding the Chapter review that Mr. Morgan had assigned. As she fell asleep that night and next two after… she dreamt of the images in her notebook… letting them come to life… teasing her mercilessly.

When Alex wasn’t in school or studying she was thinking about Mr. Morgan and his affect on her. She could still feel his fingers inside her, pushing her wide, filling her. She ached with the desire to feel the heat and intensity that he ignited within her when he used his blunt dirty words. Alex had found herself in several cold showers so that she could obey Mr. Morgan’s demands. She was pissed a little at herself for caring about making him happy but she did it anyway.

Friday morning she woke a little earlier to ensure she was “ready” just as Mr. Morgan had instructed her. She was extra careful so that everything was perfect… It was soooo hard not to touch her throbbing swollen clit. It had been screaming for her to touch it since she walked out of Mr. Morgan’s class Tuesday afternoon. When she was finished getting ready, Alex took a long look at herself in the mirror. “Do you have any idea what you’re doing Alex? Oh hell no.” She leaned in and kissed the mirror, turned on her heel and headed off to the wolf’s den.

Jack could barely take his eyes off Alexandra as she took her test Friday afternoon. She worked more diligently and appeared more focused than she had at any other time during the first five weeks of the grading period. He wasn’t really surprised. Jack knew Alexandra would comply with his instructions as far as her grade was concerned. Perhaps she had even thrown her grade on purpose with this end being her play. He didn’t know her motives completely but he did know that his cock had a raging erection for the long legs, chestnut curls, and flaming green eyes that belonged to Alexandra Jenkins and he meant to bury himself balls deep between her thighs at his earliest convenience.


“Alright class, pass in your exams. Thanks for your work this week and have a good weekend. Tristan – behave yourself this weekend – I heard about Donnie’s party Saturday. Don’t make me call your mama.” He smiled at the catcalls and jeering as Tristan’s classmates poked fun at him. They filed out of class as the bell rang to end the week.

He tightened his grip on the folder that held Alexandra’s test as he sat at his desk waiting for the hussy to arrive as he’d instructed. It was five minutes since the bell had rung and she should have been in here. Jack had been sure she’d come. “Ahh well,” he sighed. It was better this way anyway. He did not need to get his hands dirty with Alexandra. It could only end badly. Alexandra’s cold feet were for the best.

Jack gathered up the trig and calc tests from today’s classes and started grading the rest of them. He put Alexandra out of his mind for the time being. He was not going to take work home over the weekend. He had to find an alternate recipient for his pent-up frustrations. Marissa. Marissa was his go to girl. Jack grinned… Marissa would take all that he needed to give and then some. He would text her when he left.

Alex leaned her forehead on the cool glass beside the door to Mr. Morgan’s room. She’d been standing there for some time; more than twenty minutes had passed since the bell rang. Trying to calm her nerves and find her courage was not something Alex was used to. She was pissed at herself for being so dumb. “He wants you,” her subconscious kept saying. “Just go in.”

Alex took a deep breath and stepped inside the room. She saw Mr. Morgan sitting behind his desk where she knew he’d be. His head was down and she knew he was grading tests. She couldn’t take her eyes off of him and the door closed behind her. “Fuck.” Alex said, knowing there was no going back.

“Indeed, Alexandra. ‘Fuck’ indeed. Come in here please.” Jack watched her come slowly into his office. Gone the confidence that normally shown proudly in her beautiful features. Alexandra looked earnestly scared… Was that determination he saw as well? He was pleased. Very pleased.

“You’re late Alexandra.” Jack held her eyes as he picked up the folder that held her test.

“Yea… Yes Sir. I uh… I was um… Well I… I was just waiting for everyone to leave. And I was, well… Nervous?” Oh my gawd! Alex screamed inwardly at herself for being such a douche! Get yourself together!

“Yes Alexandra. I suspect that you should be nervous. After all, here you are, in the office of your math teacher on a late Friday afternoon long after the last bell has rung and your classmates and other teachers have left for the day.” Jack stood up and walked around the front of his desk, sitting back casually against it. He opened the folder and spun it around so Alexandra could see her results.

“I did it!” Alex gasped as her eyes darted to his. “Oh my gawd! I did it!” she smiled broadly at Mr. Morgan and forgetting the nature of her visit for a moment threw herself at him, wrapping her arms around his neck.

Jack caught her in his arms, the test and folder falling to the floor, and grasped her tightly against him, spreading his legs, pulling her in between his thighs. He was caught off guard by her rather enthusiastic display. Her small pert breasts were pressed against his chest and he could smell her sweet perfume. He groaned inwardly as it took all he had not to throw her on his desk and ravish her. He released her slightly as his hands slid down encircling her narrow waist as she looked up into his eyes, dark with lust. Jack licked his lips slowly as he watched the expression on Alexandra’s face change.

Alex lost her breath for a moment as she realized what she’d done. She felt Mr. Morgan’s cock against her belly and she shivered in his arms. She couldn’t help but press into him. She looked up at him and she wanted him to kiss her. She wanted to taste his lips, so perfect. His hands moved to her waist and she tilted her head back, parting her lips, letting her tongue dance across them. She couldn’t take it anymore. She needed Mr. Morgan to touch her.

Jack grasped her soft brown curls. He could feel their softness envelope his fingers and he remembered hungrily how her hot went cunt had felt around his fingers as he thrust them in and out of her. He groaned and tugged her head back as she offered herself to him, her tongue taunting him as it caressed her pouty lips. He couldn’t wait to force his cock between those soft pink lips and into her throat. He resisted the urge to plunder her mouth.

“We have a few more things to discuss Alexandra. Did you follow the rest of my instructions? Did you play with yourself darling? Did you touch that delicious pussy?” When she sucked in her breath, he laughed. “Really Alexandra? You’re going to pretend to be shocked? Pfft.”

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Alex started to lash out at his taunting but hesitated when she remembered Tuesday’s stern reprimand. Was he really going to ruin this with his sarcasm? She swallowed her words when she felt his cock leap against her. She could feel herself soften, the heat building. She was so eager for him to touch her. She could feel the oh so familiar wetness oozing between her pussy lips.

“Answer me Alexandra. Don’t make me ask you again to answer me when I speak to you.” Jack tugged her hair cruelly, yanking her head back, exposing her throat.

“No Sir,” Alex whispered with a soft seductive moan.

“No Sir, what Alexandra?” Jack wanted her to say the words. He would start small.

“No Sir, I did not play with myself. I didn’t touch it.” Alex couldn’t look away from him, but the shame of having to say the words crept slowly up her throat and onto her cheeks.

“Touch what? Use the words Alexandra. Tell me.” Jack coaxed her softly. He wanted to see her humiliation as she was forced to use words she clearly deemed “dirty.”

“I didn’t touch my pussy. I didn’t play with my clit.” Alex thought she might cry. She struggled with her desire.

“Very good, darling. And did you shave your cunt for me? Is it smooth and soft?”

“Yes Sir. My cu…,” Alex hesitated, “My cunt is smooth and soft.” There! She said it! She wanted to die, to hide from Mr. Morgan’s possessive eyes.

“Nice… are the words so hard for you Alexandra? Are you embarrassed that you are turned on by them? Yes, sweetheart, I can feel you grinding against my thigh. Very erotic. It makes me want to fuck that hot cunt between those luscious thighs you’ve been flaunting all week.” He grinned as she paused the movements she clearly didn’t know she was making against him.

“Now one more thing love, just one more. I want you to tell me about the picture you drew of us. The one that that takes place right here? You know the one I mean Alexandra. Is that what you want me to do to you?” Jack couldn’t resist grinning at her as she tried to turn away from his gaze. His hand in her hair preventing her escape.

Alex wanted to crawl under the desk. She was sooo embarrassed. How could she say what she’d drawn? She licked her lips again… pausing. “I want you to have rough sex with me Mr. Morgan. I want to be on my knees while I… su. While I suck your cock. I want you to spank me. Fuck me rough and… hard. Please….” Alex was breathless by the time she’d finished.

Alexandra’s last breathless plea was more than Jack could stand and he claimed her sweet soft lips with his own. His kiss was hard, demanding, and he was pleased when he felt her melt into him as he devoured her hungrily.

Alex thought she might faint when Mr. Morgan finally kissed her. Alex had been kissed many times by many boys but she knew instantly that this was one kiss she’d never forget. She reached her arms around his neck and clung to him as he bruised her lips with his, his tongue stoking the fire low in her belly and between her thighs. She needed him to touch her, Alex was wound so tight with pent up desire and frustration; she began to press herself against him shamelessly. Alex was desperate now. She didn’t know if she could take anymore. Finally when she thought she might die from the intensity of it all, Mr. Morgan broke their kiss.
Jack could feel Alexandra’s heart pounding against his chest, her narrow hips grinding against his erection. When he looked into her eyes her pupils were dilated with her arousal and her breath was coming in low shallow gasps.

“Please…” she whimpered softly. “I need…”

“I know what you need sweetheart, ” Jack answered as he turned them both around and pushed Alexandra back across his desk. The sight of her young decadent body laid out before him was shredding what little control he had left. He wanted to have her right there in his office, on his desk.

Jack reached down for her thighs and lifted them, yanking her back towards him, seating her parted legs against him letting the wet white cotton of her panties meet the throbbing bulge in his khakis. He roughly yanked open Alexandra’s blouse, sending buttons flying, pinging off the floor. It wasn’t enough; he needed to see her breasts, watch her tender young nipples tighten. Jack pushed the pretty white lace of her bra up, freeing her young pert tits. He pinched her tawny pink nipples hard relishing the gasp his roughness brought. He pinched her nipples harder, cruelly twisting until she cried out in a breathy moan, gyrating her pussy against him.

“That’s it Alexandra feel the deliciousness of the pain, it hurts doesn’t it? Are you ready for that sweeting? Do you think you can accept the pain?” Jack smiled to himself as she nodded her head, placing her hands atop his as he kneaded and stretched her nipples. He paused for a moment, pulling away from her, chuckling as she whimpered at his absence. “Just a moment Alexandra.” Jack locked his classroom and then his office door and closed the blinds. They had been lucky to this point and he didn’t want any visitors. He loosened and removed his tie as he walked back to his desk and the hot little slut writhing on it. Damn, he thought, they didn’t make ’em like this when I was her age.

“Alexandra, sit up and put your hands behind your back, love,” Alex heard him say through the erotic haze that filled her thoughts. She lifted herself and placed her hands behind her. She felt the silk of Mr. Morgan’s tie around her wrists.

After Jack finished tying Alexandra’s hands, he slid her legs around towards his chair at his desk and he sat down in front of her. He pulled two large paperclips from his top drawer and looked up at Alexandra. “We’re going to start slowly Alexandra. Pain takes getting used to…” Jack reached up and stroked the back of his hand over Alexandra’s nipples, enjoying the tightly puckered soft flesh. Her breasts were wonderfully pert and responsive. He had always enjoyed larger breasts but Alexandra’s were perfectly shaped and he couldn’t help but lean up to capture one in his mouth, nipping at its hard peak. Jack smiled to himself as she arched her back, whimpering as he sucked hard at Alexandra’s tender young nipple.

Alex was panting as she succumbed to the heat of Mr. Morgan’s tongue and mouth on her breasts. She couldn’t help her soft cry as he tugged hard at one nipple and then the other, the sensations he created ran straight to the junction of her thighs and Alex could feel her swollen pussy throb as she pressed her thighs together to try to ease the exquisite ache. When he finished he sat back in his chair and Alex could see the paperclips. Mr. Morgan flipped the silver clips around in his hands. She could feel his hot stare and wanted more; she licked her lips teasingly, wanting to taste his kiss. He chuckled softly at her need and leaned forward as if to kiss her. When he twisted her aching nipples again painfully Alex gasped hard, confused by the sensations that coursed through her. She laid her head back, feeling her soft curls caress the bare skin of her back, her blouse off her shoulders, puddled down her arms.

“That’s right darling it hurts, I know.” Jack pulled one of the paper clips open and slid it over Alexandra’s nipple, then the other, quickly; not giving her time to think about the pain that he knew would be sharp. When Alexandra cried out Jack captured her lips with his, distracting her. When he felt her become supple against him, he broke the kiss. “Good girl, Alexandra.”

“You’re behavior these last two weeks towards me has been quite rude. You behaved childishly and I was very displeased with you.” Jack spoke very matter-of-factly. He watched her cheeks flush and smiled when she lowered her eyes. “I enjoy making you angry and I will continue to do so. You will need to learn to control your emotions and your reactions.”

Alex looked up at Mr. Morgan, flipping her hair back. “Control my emotions? You just said you’re going to deliberately piss me off!” Ohhh he made her so mad! When she saw Mr. Morgan’s expression, his eyebrow raised at her outburst, Alex knew she was in trouble. She felt her nipples keenly, pinched in the cruel metal wire, left wondering what was going to happen next as she tugged gently at her binding. Her back was arched, her breasts thrust out. She wanted to squirm away from the humiliation of the shiny paperclips pinching her.

“That’s exactly what I am referring to Alexandra. Your mouth is going to get you in trouble. If you disappoint me, there will be no pleasure in it for you. If you were unhappy with my treatment of you in the parking lot, you will be much more so if you disappoint me again. And we don’t want that do we?” He smiled as she blushed, biting her pouty bottom lip.

Jack flicked her nipple enjoying her soft cry. “You see sweetheart, the pain makes everything a little more intense doesn’t it?” He stood up and lifted Alexandra off of his desk, holding her shoulders. “It’s time for your next lesson.” Jack pushed the white lacey bra further up her chest and then yanked her firmly down across his lap.

Alex was too startled to struggle as she felt herself dragged down onto her front across Mr. Morgan’s thighs. She was glad he caught her; with her arms tied behind her, she felt helpless and off balance. Her nipples ached and she whimpered with the pain, grateful when she felt Mr. Morgan’s hand grasp a thick handful of her curls, steadying her. “Please…” she whispered softly… begging for something. What? Alex didn’t know.

Jack pressed his rock-hard cock into Alexandra’s side, “Can you feel what you do to me Alexandra?” He stroked the soft skin of her thighs, tender and firm, letting his hand run up and down from the bend of her knee up under her skirt that had slid up to the soft curve where the underside of that hot firm ass began. Jack pushed the hem of Alexandra’s uniform skirt up over her ass, groaning as his cock leapt again at the sight of the white lace and cotton of her panties. He ran his finger down between her thighs, “My my… What do we have here?” Jack ran his fingernail over the tight wet material, teasing the swollen flesh beneath. “It appears you are a rather eager little whore, Alexandra.”

“I was very displeased with your behavior over the last few weeks, although you did make up for some of it this week. I’m very proud of you for scoring an A today.”

“I wanted to please you,” Alex said softly, squirming against Mr. Morgan’s hold on her as he teased and tortured her. She blushed as he stroked her, feeling her pussy clench hungrily, yearning. “I don’t know why, really. You piss me off all the time; you’re so mean to me.” Alex could barely stand it as she felt his fingers begin to tug at the top of her panties and she leaned to one side then the other as Mr. Morgan pulled her panties down and off her bottom. She was sure her face was crimson from the embarrassment and humiliation of being exposed like this on his lap. “My how the mighty had fallen,” she thought to herself as she ground her hips against his thighs shamefully.

“Piss you off, indeed, my dirty little slut.” Jack ran his hand slowly over the beautifully shaped young ass that writhed on his lap. He was trying to take his time but Alexandra’s movements were pushing him over the edge. His cock ached to have her and as he let his fingers dip down into the soft wetness of her perfectly shaven cunt lips, Jack was sure he was going to cum right then. He couldn’t remember being so turned on. Alexandra cried out as he touched her, his fingers sliding down into her slick folds to her throbbing clit. The little bud hard and engorged. Alexandra’s knees bent and Jack chuckled as she tried to spread her legs for him. Jack withdrew his hand from between her thighs and as he tightened the grip on her hair, he brought his hand down hard on Alexandra’s firm, exposed ass.

Alex, stunned, sucked in her breath as Mr. Morgan’s hand delivered the beginning of what would be her very first spanking. She clenched her teeth and screamed behind them as she felt the wicked torment of several more quick stinging blows. Alex couldn’t help but writhe around on his thighs, feeling his cock pressing into her hip, his hand punishing her tender bottom, the heat spreading.

She really couldn’t believe this was happening. Just last week she was strutting around in front of this man, taunting him as she ignored him. Alex was a bitch, she knew it but here she was, all laid out on Mr. Morgan’s lap; her skirt up and her panties down. He was hurting her; the pain was real, not in her imagination any longer. She could feel the pain increase as he spread his well placed spanks across her ass, leaving not a single inch spared. She wanted to beg him to stop even as she began to bounce her ass up to meet his hand. Alex didn’t want to disappoint him.

She’s perfect, Jack thought as he slowed his hand, the crack of each blow echoing in his office. He watched the beautiful body twist and arch before him and he didn’t care if he was going to Hell for what was happening. He was pretty sure the Devil would be waiting with a cold beer and a high-five.

Alexandra’s breathing was ragged and coarse, and Jack couldn’t wait to see the tears on her beautiful young face. He paused, waiting for her to draw her knees up and he let his hand come down on the junction of her thighs, hitting her sparkling wet cunt lips hard. Her agonizing cry, torn from her throat, drove him wildly to spank the same sweet spot over and over. Jack was losing control and he couldn’t take it any longer. Her acceptance of the pain, the angry red welts on her ass, the sticky wet juices on her thighs, her swollen red cunt lips, her strangled sobs pushed him into madness. He had hurt her more than he intended but he didn’t seem to care as he yanked her up off of his lap and practically threw her onto the large credenza next to his desk.

Alex was sobbing; her whole body was trembling as Mr. Morgan punished her over and over. Her bottom and now her pussy were throbbing, searing pain coursing through her, straight to her clit. She was frightened and confused by what was happening to her. She didn’t know it would hurt so much and she didn’t understand why she still felt so wet and swollen and aching. When he started to spank her pussy she wanted to run from his wicked hand and grind into it at the same time. Was she going to cum like this? My God, she was fucked up! Alex didn’t think she could take any more when Mr. Morgan suddenly stopped and pushed her onto his filing cabinet on her back, pinning her bound arms beneath her. The cold metal stung her welted bottom and she cried out against the pain. When Alex met Mr. Morgan’s eyes, she shivered.

Jack grasped Alexandra’s thighs roughly and yanked her over to the edge of the credenza. He tore her panties from her legs and forced his way between her thighs. He quickly unzipped his khakis and groaned as he freed his cock so great was his need to be in her. He spoke to her through his tightly clenched teeth as his thumb found her clit, rubbing it hard and mercilessly, “Your tears and your screams of pain are exquisite. Your young innocent ass and cunt were made for me. And your tits, so small and pert…” Jack tore off the paperclips from her nipples, knowing the pain of the retuning blood flow would be unbearable. He laughed as Alexandra screamed out again. “That’s it my little whore let me hear your pain.”

He continued to play with her clit, driving her closer to her orgasm… “I’m going to fuck that hot cunt you’ve been teasing me with. My cock is going to hurt you Alexandra. It’s going to tear into your tiny little cunt and you’re going to bleed and that will please me very much. Because you’re such a wanton little whore, you are very wet but it will still hurt you. I’m going to make you cum which will make your sweet young pussy even tighter for me but it will give you pleasure. Pain brings pleasure Alexandra, and there will always be pleasure with your pain as long as you please me.”

Alex’s hips jolted and lifted as Mr. Morgan’s skilled fingers worked her towards her orgasm. She wanted to cum so desperately but the pain toyed with her, pushing her back and forth.

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He had undone his shirt and removed it, tossing it aside. Mr. Morgan worked out; he was fit and trim and Alex loved his lean hardness. He was strong with muscle that was different than the boys she had toyed with. A man. Alex could see his thick hard shaft pressed against his belly and she couldn’t help but stare at its size and bulbous thick head. “That thing is never going to fit inside me!” she thought, horrified. His words were frightening and she wondered if she was in over her head. “Oh hell yes you are, Alex!” her brain screamed at her as Mr. Morgan described in graphic detail that he was going to hurt her when he went inside her. She couldn’t help that she wanted him so badly; the thought of him inside her, filling her pushed her over the terrifying cliff of her orgasm. He’s all she had thought about since the first day of class. She didn’t care that he was going to hurt her… she couldn’t turn back now. She’d endured his cruel words and taunts and this was her payment. Alex cried out as lights exploded in her head, her orgasm forcing her to buck wildly for him, knowing now he was going to do all the things he said.

Alexandra’s wild cries of pleasure and bucking trembling body forced Jack to enter her hard and viciously. He pushed her thighs wide and hard up to her shoulders, opening her still spasming hole for his taking. He plunged brutally into her silken hot cunt as she screamed in pain and terror under him. He felt her hymen tear, offering no defense as Jack drove his shaft home. He had planned to give her a moment to adjust to his girth but her cries and writhing were just too much and he began to pound into her tightness, unrelenting. She was exquisite; the scorching heat of her gripped him like a vise. She was so much tighter than his fingers remembered… He withdrew nearly all the way out of her sheath before ramming himself back in feeling her cervix against the throbbing head of his cock.

Alexandra’s juices on his cock were swirled with the bright crimson of her blood, coating him. Seeing her innocence on his shaft made his balls tighten, feeling his orgasm approach. Jack pushed his hand between them and smeared his fingers in her blood and cum. He reached up and rubbed them across her lips and forced them into her mouth. “Suck my fingers Alexandra. Lick yourself from them. You need to learn to suck my cock, and here’s your first lesson,” he said as he pushed his fingers into her throat. She only fought him for a moment but relented as he arched his back and slammed into her quivering body. He fucked her mouth as roughly as he fucked her pussy.

Alex sucked hard at his fingers, closing her eyes as tears streamed down her cheeks the coppery taste of her blood mixed with her tangy sweetness filling her mouth. Mr. Morgan was living up to his promise that he was going to hurt her. Her tiny body was racked with delicious pain as she laid under him, his beautifully terrifying cock tearing her open. She could feel her shoulders, pinched and twisted; her nipples, raw and throbbing. Alex’s bottom and the tender folds of her pussy were alive with white hot shocks of pain as his cock violated her over and over. She had asked for this, she knew.

Jack’s lips twisted into a fierce cruel smile as he looked down at Alexandra’s shuddering body beneath him. He threw his head back as he raped her young tight cunt. She had wanted the pictures in her book and even though he hadn’t intended her first time to be like this, he had delivered. “Have I hurt you enough?” Jack hissed. “Is this what you wanted? What you begged me for?” He laughed as Alexandra nodded her head, still sucking on his fingers as he’d instructed her to do.

She was doing such a fine job; he decided he needed to see her sweet soft mouth stretched around his thick cock. He’d been thinking about her mouth since he’d seen her notebook. Jack pulled out and dragged Alexandra off the credenza onto the floor in front of him. He roughly pulled her to her knees, one hand fisted in her hair, the other guiding his cock home.

Jack smeared his cum soaked cock across her lovely tear-streaked cheek, “Open your mouth for me, Alexandra. It’s time to earn your grade.” Jack moaned out his pleasure as Alexandra obediently followed his instructions. “My god Alexandra, your mouth is so hot. That’s a good girl… a. very. good. girl.” Again he couldn’t hold himself back and he shoved his cock down her throat, gagging her. His hands were fisted in Alexandra’s curls, and he pulled her mouth on and off his cock roughly, grunting as he fucked her beautiful young face.

Alex struggled not to choke on Mr. Morgan’s cock as she let him push her mouth back and forth. He had recreated her favorite drawing from her notebook and she couldn’t believe she was on her knees in his office! He drove his thick hard shaft cruelly between her bruised swollen lips and down into her throat; again the tears fell as she gagged around the head of his cock. She felt as if she were drowning every time he pulled her to him. Alex couldn’t understand why she was still trying to please him, why was she hoping that her inexperience wasn’t making him unhappy. She really hadn’t understood what was going to happen today… she was not prepared for this!

Just as she was about to panic and started to struggle against his grip, Mr. Morgan’s body tensed and she could feel him begin to tremble. He held her head steady for a fleeting moment before he drove down into her throat one last time. She could feel the hot thick liquid jet down into her spasming throat. She and her unpracticed jaw were grateful when he pulled out and she held her mouth open as the rest of his cum shot onto her tongue and lips. Mr. Morgan rubbed the head of his cock along her lips as she looked up at his eyes. She was captivated by the fierce look in his eyes, his pupils dark and dilated.

As Jack recovered from the evening’s proclivities, his scattered thoughts were on the girl before him. He couldn’t take his eyes off of her as he held her head gently caressing her. He caressed Alexandra’s soft swollen lips gently with the head of his cock. He smiled as her tongue shot out in response, licking lazily at him. It surprised Jack; he had just finished what could easily be described as raping her. All he could think about was being inside her again.

Alexandra leaned into him, resting her forehead on his thigh, her body falling limply against him. He had used her and she was spent. He smiled down at her as he tucked himself back into his pants and bent to pick Alexandra up off the floor and into his arms. Her body was soft and pliable and he felt a moment of regret as he sat down with her in his chair. She whimpered as her bottom made contact with his thighs.

“You were very brave, Alexandra. I’m proud of you,” Jack soothed her as he reached to release her hands. He gently massaged her shoulders as she drew her arms around. She began to cry quietly again as the pain of having been tied for so long set in and the blood returned. He held her against him and stroked her hair, laying soft kisses on her forehead. His tenderness surprised him.
“I know I hurt you today. I had not intended to be so rough with you but your charms are extraordinarily hard to resist. You beg to be taken. Irresistible charm.” He began to undress her, releasing her arms from the wrinkled mess of her uniform blouse around her wrists so she could move freely. He unfastened her bra, knowing her nipples were too tender for it. He unzipped her skirt and was glad Alexandra was narrow enough that he could slide it up over her torso and head. She didn’t even have to lift her arms. He removed her heels, and slid off her knee socks, revealing her perfectly pedicured toes. Jack held her trembling nakedness in his arms for quite some time, whispering softly as he soothed her. Her skin was so soft and he laughed at himself as his body reacted.

Alex couldn’t help her tears and she hid her face in his bare chest as Mr. Morgan tried to sooth her. Every muscle, every inch of her body ached. She felt warm inside as he kissed her forehead. She didn’t know what was going to happen now that they had had…sex? She wondered if this was it for her. She was unsure and nervous, “Will he want me again?” she wondered… She wasn’t totally convinced she wanted him to touch her. She could feel, very keenly, every single place on her body where he had been.

Jack lifted her with him as he stood, carefully setting her down on her bare feet. “Just one moment sweetheart. Let me get you something to put on. We can’t go anywhere with you looking like that.” He was glad he kept clothes in his office. He’d never imagined he would need them to dress a naked student he’d just ravished. He really didn’t want to think about what sort of man this made him. He pulled an old Brown University hoodie and sweat pants from his supply cabinet.

“C’mere Alex, let me help you.” Jack watched as Alexandra started to walk towards him and he could see that she was very sore. He was familiar with the walk of a woman who’d just been well and thoroughly fucked. He could only imagine how Alexandra’s swollen tender folds must feel right now and he smiled with a bit of guilt. Then he saw the blood on her thighs as she took her next step. “Oh hell,” he muttered as he grabbed a towel from the cabinet as well. There was more blood than just that from taking her virginity.

“Hold on darling. We need to clean you up. I’m afraid I’ve hurt you.” He guided Alexandra back to his desk. He set the clothing down, and unfolded the towel. “I know your bottom is tender and I’m sorry I have to do this.” He laid out the towel on his desktop and lifted Alex onto his desk. He guided her to her back.

Alex cried out a little as her sore bottom met with the not-so-softness of the towel. “You called me Alex. I can’t believe you finally used my nickname!” She really was surprised. He’d been so proper with her and even though she did like the sound of her full name when he said it, she smiled when he said her nickname.

Jack laughed. “Yes I do suppose I did. My name is Jack, Alex. When I give you permission, you may use my first name.”

Alex nodded. She was starting to become embarrassed as Jack laid her back on the towel and spread her legs. She had briefly noticed the blood on his pants where she’d been sitting on his lap and when she lifted her head she could see the blood smeared on her inner thighs. Was there supposed to be so much? She tried to close her thighs against him as he pushed them apart. “Please don’t. I can take care of it!” Her voice was high and pleading.

“Doesn’t be silly Alexandra,” he scolded. “I did this. I need to see how badly I hurt you. Now save your modesty for someone who hasn’t seen how beautiful you are when your legs are spread.” Jack opened a bottle of water and poured some onto the towel before beginning to clean the angry swollen folds between Alex’s thighs. He truly hoped he hadn’t torn her.

Jack gently eased Alexandra open, holding her apart as he wiped away the blood and cum that was puddled at the opening of her pussy. He knew the coldness of the water would sooth the bruised flesh. He poured a little more water directly onto her opening. He saw a small tear to her taint and he felt a pang of regret for having been so hard her first time as the towel turned pink under Alexandra’s bottom. He could see the welts and beginning of bruises on her ass cheeks as well. Jack swabbed away the blood on her thighs gently; unable to look away from her sweet pussy and the small wound that was still oozing blood. He leaned in and kissed her thigh, and made his way down to the beautifully bare puffy lips of Alexandra’s cunt.

Alex arched her back and moaned as Jack’s lips met her tender flesh. She felt his tongue, warm and soft on her clit, and cried out. She couldn’t believe how wonderful it felt as he licked and sucked gently on her swollen bud, his tongue flicking and teasing. She sighed and whimpered as he worked her into a frenzy, marveling at how exquisite she felt inside as pressure and longing built low in her stomach. She pressed up on her toes and lifted her hips into his mouth, needing to get closer to him.

Jack licked at Alexandra’s puffy soft lips, delighted that she responded so quickly. He dipped his tongue down over the tear in her flesh and tasted the coppery tang of her blood, igniting his passion for her again. He felt his cock spring to life but knew there would be no relief for him this time and he moved to suck gently on Alexandra’s clit, wanting to reward her for accepting his barbarous taking of her tonight. He worked her quickly and was rewarded with throaty cries of passion as she met her orgasm, writhing under his tongue. He gently licked away her oozing juices and the last little bit of blood as she jerked out her pleasure against his face. She was delicious.

If Alex was a mess before, she was a screaming hot mess now. She didn’t want him to look at her pussy a few moments ago and now she was cumming all over his face! She couldn’t believe that even through the pain she could be sooooo turned on by him. So much so that she almost instantly had an orgasm! She was kind of sad that he had stopped licking and sucking her pussy after she’d cum.

“You orgasms are so sensual and erotic, Alexandra.” Jack helped her sit up after she’d stopped trembling. “It’s time to get some clothes on you. We’ll drive out of town to get something to eat. It will do no good for us to be seen together. Put your arms out so I can put my hoodie on you.” Jack helped her dress. “What time do you have to be home? Do you have a curfew? Please tell me Mr. and Mrs. Jenkins have given you a curfew.”

“I have to be home by 1 or 2am.” Alex said, stepping into the sweatpants that were ten times too big for her. They were comfy and soft on her bare bottom. They still hurt though. She winced when Mr. Morgan patted her ass. She scowled at him when he cuckled. Alex couldn’t take her eyes off him as he too changed into fresh clothes.

“Seriously? 2am? What sort of curfew is that? When you’re not with me you’ll be home by 12, do you understand Alexandra?” Jack couldn’t believe her parents let her stay out that late. Parents really were oblivious to their kid’s actions. How she managed to still be a virgin was beyond him.

Alex was about to protest when she realized the full meaning of what he’d said. He intended to spend more time with her. She did cartwheels in her head, she was sooo excited! She needed more of him, he made her so hot. He made her feel relaxed and excited at the same time. She sighed and smiled, nodding her head in acquiescence.

Jack could see the relief on Alexandra’s face when she realized he wanted to see her again. He’d said as much before when he told her it was okay to call him Jack but she didn’t catch on. He was an absolute jackass. The fact that he’d had sex, with a student, in his classroom, in a Catholic school was possibly the single biggest jackass move he’d ever made in his life. And he wanted to do it again. And again. And again. He looked at the well-fucked young girl with starry eyes and auburn tangled curls in front of him dressed in his clothes and knew that she’d be done with him before he would be done with her.

Jack hoped the Devil had good beer.

Updated: April 16, 2018 — 3:48 AM

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