Humiliated Teacher

By Isis Cole

Just how low will Mrs. Heath go?

Karen Heath is the new teacher and guidance counselor at Truman Junior College. She’s young and weak and inexperienced, and the kids walk all over her. Soon after she begins her job, Mrs. Heath stumbles in on an after-school sexual encounter between a boy and two girls in a locked equipment room. The boy is Trent Fox, the most well-endowed male in the whole school. He has a magnetic power over girls and women, and soon Mrs. Heath falls under his spell.

Their torrid, kinky affair takes place entirely within the walls of the school. She willingly becomes Trent’s secret toy. He makes her do things she has never done during five years of marriage. She debases herself for him, and craves any private humiliation he can dream up. But when he decides to give her to the basketball team to satisfy a debt he owes one of the players, will Mrs. Heath let Trent push her past every limit?

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"Having purchased it, it was worth every penny. The descriptions of each of the scenes are quite vivid and arousing, and I totally recommend it."

- Misty Missy, FeedBooks Review

• Language: English
• Publisher: Isis Cole
• Release date: Mar 8, 2011
• ISBN: 9781458111937

Isis Cole

Isis Cole is the pen name of a bestselling and critically-acclaimed author. Her other works, written under her real name, have appeared throughout the world and in numerous languages.She has also been an exotic dancer, a bartender, a publicist and an advertising executive. She loves to travel, and has visited more than 40 countries.

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Humiliated Teacher

Isis Cole

Smashwords Edition

Copyright 2011 Isis Cole

This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is strictly a coincidence, and takes place only in the imagination of the reader.

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Good girls, whispered Trent Fox. Yes, you are very good girls.

Trent stood next to the massage table in the locked equipment room in the school basement, just downstairs from the basketball court. Trent was tall and slim and handsome, if somewhat nondescript. He wasn’t an athlete. He wasn’t a brain. He wasn’t rich. By far the most impressive thing about him hung between his legs.

On the table before him were two girls, Stacey and Candy, blonde and brunette. They were cheerleaders, co-captains, and their job was to return the megaphones to the equipment room after practice was over. Trent had an after school part-time job as equipment manager. He had the keys to the place. He had let the girls in.

The overhead lights in the room were off, but he could see clearly enough in the shadows. He had them on the table, Stacey lying on top of Candy, both facing each other. Their bodies were full and ripe, perfect teenage bodies. Their breasts, stomachs and legs were pressed together. The two girls kissed, tongues licking and smacking. Trent could hear the wet sounds their tongues made as they entered each other’s mouths.

With his right hand, he pulled Stacey’s cheerleader skirt up and ran his hand over her sweet little panties. Her ass was round and firm like an apple. She writhed and rubbed her mound against Candy’s. The two girls groaned in unison as they kissed and moved.

Yes, rub those pussies together, Trent said. Rub them, you sluts.

Trent moved his hand between Stacey’s legs. She spread them, just a touch, so he could feel the hot dampness there. Deftly, he pulled aside the seam of her panties and slid his long middle finger into her wet slit. Stacey was soaked. Trent’s finger slid all the way to the knuckle.

Unh. Her vocalization was not quite a word and not quite a moan.

Yeah, you like that, you little slut. He liked to call them sluts. It excited them. It excited him.

He had long since hardened. His cock raged against the confinement of his blue jeans. The force of that rage was overwhelming, even to him. It was everything – all thought, all future plans, all memory, everything was subservient to his desire. He had to release it. He reached with his practiced left hand, undid his top button, and yanked down the zipper. It came down smoothly. And when his giant member came out, the girls were ready for it.

Since his earliest days, his cock had been bigger than the other boys’. It had a strange power all its own. The sight of it mesmerized people. It made them do things. Before, grown men used to pay him to show it to them in public bathrooms. Now, Trent was 18, and it was a full ten inches and nearly as thick as a soda can. It was only for the ladies now. The girls. The sluts. Sluts like these.

He stood just to the side of the two girls. As they kissed, he slid the cock between their mouths. They kissed it and licked it, while they kissed and licked each other. He rubbed it between them, moving it forward and backwards, enjoying the delightful wetness, enjoying the friction, enjoying the sounds the girls made.

Oh my God, Candy said.

When she spoke, he slid it into her open mouth. He pushed it first against her cheek, then drove it in halfway to the hilt, filling her with just that amount, just half, nearly choking her with it.

Sshhhhhh, he said. Quiet, now.

Mmmmm! she said. Mmmmm!

He pulled it out again, glistening wet now, and resumed his back and forth rubbing. The girls, silent, kissed harder. They licked it, they worshipped it. They worked their bodies against each other in a crazed dance now, faster and faster, pussies grinding. Their hands cupped each other’s asses now, pulling, pulling, pulling them together.

Trent pushed his cock all the way through their groping, sucking mouths and licking tongues, all the way to his balls. Then he yanked the shaft up and rubbed his balls against their faces.

Lick my balls, he commanded, and they obeyed. They lapped at him, eyes closed, like in a dream, tiny pink tongues and red lips all wet and slippery. They were good girls, and they would do whatever he wanted. They were just two of his sluts. Every day, everywhere he went, there were sluts and more sluts.

On the bottom, Candy began to shudder. Her body stiffened and she arched her back, in the early rising throes of her first orgasm of the evening. Ah, she said. Aahh.

Trent pushed his shaft at her half-open mouth again.

Suck it while you cum, he said.

She did. She opened her mouth in longing, and her whole body shook as her lips closed over the head. He slid it in and out now, slowly and gently at first, then a bit harder and a bit faster.

Oh, yeah, Stacey said, riding on top of Candy. Suck it, bitch. Suck that big dick.

Stacey’s voice excited him. He forced the shaft all the way into Candy’s mouth now, balls almost to her chin, driving the head of his cock to the opening of her throat, holding it there as she struggled against him.

Yeah, Stacey said. Oh God, yeah.

He pulled the cock out. Candy sputtered and exhaled, saliva spuming all over her chin. She gasped and coughed. She breathed deep and hard, nearly hyperventilating. Trent rubbed his wet dick against her cheek. Her body shuddered again. He tried to stuff his cock in her mouth again, but she turned her face away.

With Candy out of commission, Trent took Stacey’s blonde ponytail in his grip, and slid the dick into her mouth. He pulled her head up and down, driving the cock in and out of her mouth, face fucking her now.

MMMMMMMMM! Stacey said. MMMMMMMM!

Big talker, he said. See how you like it.

Stacey’s head bobbed like a toy. Saliva flowed from her mouth, dripping down her chin. The dick churned in and out, making a sound like wocka wocka wocka wocka. Something about that heightened Trent past the point of no return. He was ready to cum. And when he did, he wanted to spray both these girls. He wanted to cover both their faces.

He pulled out of Stacey’s mouth, then gently but firmly pushed her head down toward Candy. Her face met Candy’s and they began to kiss again. Yes, they got