The
Chastity Debauched Series:
Teacher's Pet
In which - Chastity has lessons
in Fellatio...
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“You wanted to
see me?” Chastity flipped along lock of her hair
as she stood before the achingly handsome, high-school
teacher's desk.
“At least you
are on time,” he said with a glance at his watch.
“Please, come in.” His deep rich voice had
an exotic British accent that made the hair on Chastity’s
arms stand up in stirring awareness.
‘God, I could
listen to this guy talk all day,’ she thought
with her class books hugged to her ample chest to
hide her hardened nipples.
"Yes. I have
an assignment for you to complete by the end of this
week." His graceful fingers reached for a manila
folder sitting to one side of his books. Picking up
an elegant gold pen, he flipped open the folder and
made a notation.
"An assignment?"
Chastity was confused. ‘I’m not in any of
his classes, so why would he have an assignment for
me?’
"Yes. According
to my records your education is woefully lacking in
one area in particular. I hope to help you, by tutoring
you for an hour, after school, every day this week.
As you know, I am only a substitute teacher so my
time and yours, is limited."
" But, I’m
a good student, I don’t need a tutor! Mr. DuLong,
I can't,' she stammered in dismay. "Not after
school, I mean, I have a bus to catch to get home..."
"A ride home
has been arranged for you. Your parents were called
this afternoon and will be expecting you later.”
“My parents?
The school called my parents?”
“To continue,
if I may?” he said briskly, with a sharply raised
brow. “We will begin each lesson with a quiz
and end with a test. Should you complete your assignment
to my satisfaction earlier than planned, you will,
of course, be excused from all other tutorial sessions.”
“What are you...
am I supposed to... What am I learning?”
“Hmm, spirit,”
he said thoughtfully then adjusted his glasses carefully.
“To begin with, you may begin all questions by
addressing me as ‘Sir’ or ‘Mr. DuLong’.
All other outbursts will be punished.”
“Sir?” she
squeaked. ‘Punished?’ she thought in rising
alarm. ‘What the Hell is going on here?’
“You will be
learning fellatio: the art of bring a man to climax
without coition.” The chair howled obscenely
as he rose from behind the desk and stepped toward
her.
‘He want’s
me to learn... What?’ she thought in confusion
and stepped back from him.
“Shall we begin?”
he asked pleasantly.
