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Virgin Cheerleader's Teacher
by Simka Vbah (simksvbah@yahoo.com)

***

A naive cheerleader falls victim to a teacher's lust to 
control her. (M/F-teen, 1st, oral, anal)

***

Simka stood outside the door to Mr. Touch's classroom. 
It was after school, after her cheerleader practice, 
and she wanted to go home. But, Mr. Touch said he 
wanted to talk to her. Mr. Touch was her homeroom 
teacher and had approached her at the start of 
cheerleader practice to say that it was urgent that he 
talk to her before she went home. She did not know why 
he wanted to see her, only that he did.

Simka was about five foot five with blonde hair that 
came down halfway down her back. She was petite, yet 
athletic, in great shape, not only because of her 
cheerleading, but because she worked out some. She knew 
that she had a great looking body and wanted to keep it 
that way. She was also a virgin and meant to keep that 
as well.

She opened the door and walked in to Mr. Touch's room. 
He was sitting behind his desk, looking at things on 
his computer. He was an older teacher, at least from 
her perspective. In his thirties, he also kept himself 
in great shape through working out, though he had 
different reasons than her for wanting to be in good 
shape. He had short brown hair and a short, trim beard. 
As she came in, he looked up at her.

"Hello Simka. Thank you for coming. Please have a 
seat."

Mr. Touch indicated a desk in front of his. She walked 
over and sat down where he indicated.

"You wanted to see me?" She asked him, wanting to get 
this over with so that she could go home and talk to 
her friends on the phone and the computer. She had been 
doing more and more of this lately, enjoying the 
freedom that her parents had given her since her 18th 
birthday a few short weeks ago.

"Yes I did." He replied, moving so he could look at her 
instead of his computer. Of course, he already knew 
what she looked like from her time in his class, as 
well as watching her cheer, but it never hurt him to 
look at her some more. "It is about your grades. They 
have fallen quite a lot."

She looked at him with surprise on her face. "But they 
were fine on my last report card."

He nodded his head. "Yes, they were fine on your last 
repost card, but now all of your grades are F's. This 
means that I am going to have to kick you off the 
cheerleading team."

This got the reaction from her that he was looking for. 
She sat up straight and looked scared "What? No, you 
can't. I can't be kicked off the cheerleading team. I 
have a scholarship for cheerleading and if I get kicked 
off the team then I will lose the scholarship and won't 
be able to go to college." She looked like she was 
about to cry.

"You know the rules. If you are not passing your 
classes you can't be on the team. I'm sorry, but I will 
have to kick you off the team until your grades are 
brought up." He snuck a peek at his computer where her 
grades were listed, not a single one below a B, but he 
knew that she hadn't been keeping track of her grades 
like the was supposed to. He wanted to see how far she 
would be willing to go to keep her grades up.

Now she did begin to cry. "No please, you can't kick me 
off the team. You must give me a chance to bring up all 
my grades. I can do it too, just please give me a 
chance and a bit of time."

He looked and her and shook his head slightly. "You 
know that I can't do that. I don't want to kick you off 
the team, but I don't have any other options."

She looked up at him. "Please, is there nothing I can 
do? I will do anything, anything to stay on the team."

He looked at her, pretending to think it over, in 
reality he was thinking about what kinds of "anything" 
he could get her to do. "Well, maybe there is something 
you can do." He paused and watched her sit upright, the 
tears trying to stop falling, as she looked at him, 
eagerly awaiting this something that she might be able 
to do. "Since," He continued. "It means so much to you 
to be a cheerleader, then why don't you stand up and 
show me some of your cheers and I will see if that 
raises your grades any."

She looked slightly confused, but stood up anyways. If 
doing some cheers would bring her grades up and keep 
her on the team then some cheers with what she will do. 
She just had to stay on the team and keep her 
scholarship; otherwise her parents might just kill her. 
She moved in between the desk she had been sitting in 
and his desk and began to do one of her more basic 
cheers. This cheer had her moving around some and 
involved some leg kicks where her foot came up to her 
head. She purposely did these so that she was pointed 
in his direction, hoping that this would help her out. 
When she finished the cheer she looked and him 
hopefully. "Well, how was that?"

He looked at her thoughtfully. "It was nice, but not 
really what is needed to bring your grades up to 
passing." He pauses to watch the look on her face go 
from hopeful to crushed, again. Now was the time to 
move her towards doing the "anything" he wanted her to 
do. "Maybe you could show a bit more skin? That might 
help your grades more."

She looked at her teacher, not sure if she really heard 
what she thought she heard. "Show more skin?"

He smiled and nodded. "Yeah. Why don't you remove your 
cheerleader uniform and do another cheer for me and we 
will see what your grade is then."

She stood there for a second, unsure of what to do. On 
one hand she didn't want to get out of her cheerleader 
uniform in front of her teacher, but on the other she 
needed to bring her grades up so she could stay on the 
cheerleading team. As she stood there thinking her 
teacher was watching her, knowing the inner turmoil she 
was putting herself through, hoping that she would 
choose to do as he suggested.

Finally she came to a decision and looked at him. "If 
this will bring my grades up than I must do it." She 
removed her cheerleading top first, revealing a white 
undershirt which covered her bra and breasts. She them 
removed her cheerleading skirt, leaving her 
cheerleading panties on. She set her top and skirt on 
her desk then got on position for another cheer. This 
time she did one of the harder ones. This cheer 
required her to do the splits to the floor and stand 
back up again, a couple back flips, and a jump at the 
end. The jump meant that she had to do the splits in 
the air with her fingers touching her shoes while still 
in the air. 

When she finally stopped she was a little winded, but 
she still looked at her teacher. "Please, was that good 
enough for me to be passing?"

He shook his head as he looked at her. "While that was 
much better, it still doesn't do much for your grades. 
It brings them up to D's, which is still not passing."

She gasped. "But, but, I need to get my grades to 
passing. Is there anything else I can do to bring my 
grades up more?"

He looks thoughtful. "Would you do anything to get your 
grades brought up?"

She almost shouts out her answer. "Yes, please. I would 
do anything at all to bring my grades up. Please, you 
have to help me."

He smiles as he looks at her. "Well, let's work on 
getting your grades up. Maybe if you gave me a blowjob 
we could get your grades to a C."

She looks very shocked as she hears this. "A, a 
blowjob? That would get me to a C? Would that make me 
be passing?" She sounds very uncertain.

He nods his head. "It might be able to. We’ll have to 
see how good it is."

She sighs softly, but walks over to the desk. "I guess 
I will just have to make it good." She hopes that she 
is able to do a good enough job, having never done this 
before.

He unzips his pants and takes them off, showing his 
large hard cock. He sits back down in his chair and 
motions her to come towards his cock.

She looks shocked at the size of his cock and just for 
a moment thinks about leaving, but she really needs the 
grade and to be able to stay as a cheerleader so she 
drops to her knees, still in the clothes she did the 
last cheer in. She takes her hands and places them on 
his cock, a bit uncertainly, as this is new to her. She 
slowly begins to move her hands up and down and slowly 
moves her mouth towards his cock, but does put it in 
her mouth yet.

He looks down at her. "Are you going to suck it or 
not?"

She looks up in to his eyes for a moment, then drops 
her eyes back to the cock in front of her and moves her 
mouth forwards slowly until her lips are touching the 
head of the cock. She sighs softly and opens her mouth 
and moves forward even more, slowly taking the cock in 
to her mouth. She stops there, but lets her tongue dart 
around inside her mouth, caressing the cock head.

He lets out a small moan. "Oh yeah, keep that up you 
little slut."

She is shocked to hear herself called a slut, but does 
not remove the cock head from her mouth to complain; 
instead she moves her head forward, taking more and 
more of the cock in her mouth, her tongue continuing to 
move around it. She starts to suck on it a bit as well. 
When she feels the cock reach her throat she stops 
moving forward, instead she starts to move her head 
backwards a bit, then forward again, keeping up the 
sucking and tonguing actions, but never taking the cock 
fully to the base, never taking it in her throat.

He looks at her and notices she is not taking the whole 
thing. "Come on slut; take it all the way in."

She pushes forward a bit more, trying to get more of 
the cock in her mouth, but doesn’t seem able to do it. 
She looks up at his eyes as she tries again and again, 
without success. Her eyes show that she is determined 
to do this right. She just needs a second to think.

He looks at her. "Come on, just take it in already."

She hears it in his voice that if she doesn’t do this 
then she will not get her C, or be a cheerleader. She 
has a thought and puts it in action. Her hands come up 
and grab a hold of his ass. She pulls back off the cock 
a bit and moves forward again. As the cock reaches her 
throat she pushes her head forward again while pulling 
his ass, and thus his cock, forward. This results in 
his cock finally moving in to her throat, her nose 
slamming forward until it can’t move anymore, resting 
in his pubic hairs. She holds still for a moment before 
moving backwards in a hurry, the cock leaving her mouth 
as she gags and coughs a bit.

"Ok, then." He said, grinning at her. "If you can’t 
take it in your mouth, we’ll have to find a different 
place to put it then. So why don’t you take off your 
clothes for me, like in a strip tease."

She coughs a bit more and rocks back on to her heels 
and looks up at you. "Wha, What do you mean?" She 
stutters a bit, staying on her knees. "A strip tease?"

"Yes, a strip tease." He smiles at her. "Where you take 
off your clothes as slutty as you can."

She looks up at him, her eyes watering a bit, but she 
says nothing as she stands up and takes a step back 
from him. She grabs a hold of the bottom of her white 
undershirt and slowly pulls it up over her head, 
exposing her bra covered breasts.

He grins. "That’s good. Now move around and take off 
the bra."

She looks resigned and begins to slowly sway her body 
around. She reaches behind her back and unclasps her 
bra, moving her hands to the straps and pauses for a 
second before sighing and moving the bra down her arms 
and off her breasts. She lets the bra fall to the 
floor, but puts her arms in front of her breasts to 
cover them up. "Please, haven’t I done enough to pass 
and stay a cheerleader?" She pleads softly.

He shakes his head. "I’m sorry, currently you are at a 
C, but you’re going to need to do better than that to 
stay a cheerleader. So you had better move your arms 
away from your tits and take off your panties."

Tears start to slowly roll down her face as she moves 
her arms away from her breasts and down to her 
cheerleader panties. She grabs a hold of them and 
starts to lower them, exposing her regular panties 
beneath them. She continues to lower the cheerleader 
panties until they are down her legs and she steps out 
of them, her shoes and socks still on her feet.

He smiles at her. "Very good, I’d say that gives you a 
B. If you want an A you are going to have to have sex 
with me."

With tears still falling she looks shocked and then a 
bit happy. "I have a B? That is good, and passing. And 
I can stay as a cheerleader." 

He interrupts her. "Well, actually no. To get the B you 
have to finish taking off your panties first. Then for 
your A you will have to have sex with me."

She still looks shocked, but continued on. "Still, it 
is a B and that is still passing." She hesitates just 
for a moment before removing her panties, again 
removing them over her shoes and socks. She then looks 
up at him, her hands at her sides. "I am still a virgin 
and want to stay that way, and since I don't need an A 
to be passing and stay as a cheerleader then I don't 
want to have sex."

He looks at her now nude form, taking it all in, and 
then smiles as she admits that she is a virgin. He hit 
the jackpot this time, a cheerleader AND a virgin. 
"Yes, it is passing. But in this school, cheerleaders 
have to have A's to compete."

She looks shocked and a bit dismayed, tears starting to 
fall again. "What? I have to have an A?" She falls to 
her knees in front of you. "Haven't I done enough for 
an A? Please, I don't want to have sex yet." Her tears 
are really falling now.

He shakes his head at her. "I'm sorry, but that's the 
only way for the A." He smiles to himself, knowing that 
she will do it.

She continues to cry while moving towards him a bit on 
her knees. "Let me suck your cock again for an A, 
please? I promise to do a better job of it this time."

He again shakes his head. "I'm sorry; the most that 
would get you is a B ."

"Just a B ? Is there nothing else I can do to get an A? 
I'm a virgin and want to stay that way. She pleads with 
him as she grabs a hold of his cock with her hands and 
begins to lightly jerk it, hoping for a change of mind.

He looks down at her and sees her wet pussy dripping 
onto the floor. "Sex is the only way for an A."

She sighs deeply and continues to cry.

He looks down at her again. "It is your choice. We can 
stop now and you can keep your virginity." He pauses 
for a moment, waiting to see a glimmer of hope in her 
eyes. When he sees it he continues. "Of course, that 
would mean that you are off the cheerleading team." He 
grins as he sees the hope in her eyes die. "Or, you can 
give me your virginity by fucking me, have passing 
grades, and stay on the cheerleading team. So it is 
your choice if you want to keep being a cheerleader or 
not."

She lets go of his cock but continues crying while 
nodding. "If that is the only way I guess I have no 
choice."

"Of course you have a choice." He says this as he lies 
down on the ground. "Now, get down here, mount my cock 
and ride it."

She watches him lay down on the ground, sighs, and then 
she gets down on her knees, sitting so that her pussy 
is near his cock, looking him in the face. "I, I'm not 
sure what to do. I'm still a virgin and have never done 
this before. Please is there nothing else I can do?" 
She continues to cry softly while making one last plea.

He looks up at her face. "No, you have to do this if 
you want to remain a cheerleader." As he tells her this 
he takes his cock, lines it up with it up with her wet 
virgin pussy and pushes it in to her, getting just the 
head in. He is grinning as he does it, knowing that she 
will soon be his.

She cries out as he shoves his cock in to her, even 
though it does not go in very deep. "OUCH! Oh, that 
hurts." She sits up a bit, though all that does is move 
her so that her pussy is now directly above his cock. 
She does not move herself off his cock though, the cock 
head still inside her pussy. "Please, is that enough 
for an A? Please don't make me do any more."

He looks at her with his cock barely in her pussy. "Now 
why don't you drop down all the way on my cock, it will 
be easier for you if you just do it yourself."

She looks at him with fewer tears in her eyes as she is 
about all cried out. "Will it hurt less to do it that 
way?"

He smiles up at her. "It won't hurt anywhere near as 
much." He lied to her as he places his hands on her 
hips.

She looks him in the eyes and steadies herself. Once 
she is calm enough, just a few seconds, she spreads her 
knees out. It is a good thing, well, good for him, not 
her, that she is a flexible cheerleader because she is 
able to do this easily. This action causes her to fall 
straight down on his cock, impaling herself completely 
on it, their pubic hairs mashing together As his cock 
tears through her cherry and formally virgin pussy she 
screams out in pain and looks ready to get off the cock 
as she is in more pain than she can stand and wants the 
pain to leave, the A and cheerleading be damned."

His hands tighten down her her hips, keeping his cock 
in her newly deflowered pussy as he grins up at her, 
pleased that she believed him. "Now, just sit there for 
a minute and relax. The pain will be over in a minute."

She struggles to push herself up and off his cock, but 
is not able to. "Please, let me get up and off. It 
hurts so much. You said that it wouldn't hurt." She 
continues to struggle for a moment, but does, in spite 
of herself, begin to relax a bit and so the pain 
lessons a little bit.

He looks at her and sees her starting to relax a bit. 
Now they can get down to the fun part. "Now start 
moving up and down on my cock you slut"

She looks down at him and slowly begins to move her 
hips up, moving up just a few inches and then back down 
again. She does this again and again, slowly moving up 
and down a little farther each time.

He begins to meet her by thrusting his cock up into her 
pussy whenever she moves down onto him.

As she feels him pushing up at her when she pushes down 
and she starts to unconsciously push down a little 
harder. She is moving a bit farther up and down his 
cock, but not moving up much faster, though she is 
starting to slam down faster and harder.

He starts thrusting up as far into her pussy as he can 
each time she moves down on him. He knows that he is 
giving her pleasure and he wants to enhance it.

She starts to moan a little as she begins to move up 
and down faster and harder, moving up and down about 
half way up and down his cock.

He moves his hands up to her breasts and begins to rub 
them as she bounces up and down on him.

She starts to move herself up and down a little faster, 
enjoying the feelings coming from her pussy as she 
rides his cock. She puts her hands on his chest for 
balance as she rides harder. She moans even louder as 
he plays with her breasts.

He starts thrusting as hard as he can into her pussy 
and twisting her breasts, wanting to bring her to an 
orgasm. He slowly begins to feel the need to cum, but 
wants to make her cum first.

She starts to bounce harder and faster on him. "Oh, I'm 
starting to feel funny inside. What is happening to 
me?" Despite her feelings she keeps on going.

He smiles up at her. "You are about to cum. Do good 
girls cum when being fucked?" He asks her, but answers 
the question himself. "No, good girls don't, but sluts 
like you do." He continues to thrust in to her, knowing 
that his cock is putting pressure on her clit, pushing 
her over the edge. "Come on slut, cum for me."

His actions on her pussy and breasts, as well as his 
words, push her over the edge and she slams down hard 
upon him, her own orgasm washing over her." OH MY!! 
THAT FEELS GREAT." She tries to push herself down even 
more, enjoying the feelings that she is having at this 
moment.

He grins at her, and then moves his hands down to her 
hips, moving her up and down again, getting her to ride 
his cock again. "You really are enjoying this, aren’t 
you slut?"

She blushes a little as she realizes what she has done. 
Despite this she starts riding him hard again. "I guess 
I am a slut" She shouts.

He smirks at her. He can't hold it back any longer. He 
grabs a hold of her hips and slams her back down on his 
enlarging cock, embedding it all the way in. "Oh yes 
slut, feel that, feel me cum inside you pussy." He 
shoots load after load of hot sticky cum into her 
pussy.

She pushes ever harder upon him and feels his cock grow 
larger inside her and then going off. She shouts out as 
his orgasm pushes her over the edge and her second 
orgasm washes over her. 

He grins at her as he feels the last spurt of cum leave 
his cock. "Wow, you did enjoy yourself slut. Now, get 
down on your knees and suck my cock hard again."

She looks down at him and start to blush again with the 
shame of enjoying this. She doesn't say a thing as she 
raises herself off of his cock, hearing it make a 
popping sound as she finally gets all the way off it. 
She backs up until her head is over his cock. She looks 
down at his still hard, but slowly softening cock, 
covered as it is with his cum, her own cum, and some 
blood from her busted cherry. She does not say anything 
but lowers her head upon it, taking as much of it as 
she can in her mouth, not even gagging on the taste. 
She, once again, does not take it down her throat 
though.

He looks at her and smiles. "Come on you little slut. 
Get me to cum in your mouth."

She starts to slowly move her mouth up and down on his 
cock, sucking and licking it again, but still taking it 
only in her mouth until the cock head touches her 
throat, then back again.

He moans out loud. "Oh that is good, keep it up and 
you’ll get an A  for sure."

She keeps moving up and down on his cock, slightly 
surprised as it starts to grow to full length again. Of 
course, this means that she is sucking on less of his 
sock as she still won't take it down her throat.

He decides that he wants his cock all the way in her 
mouth. He reaches out and places his hands on her head 
gently guiding her head up and down on his cock. When 
he feels that she has accepted his hands there, he 
waits until she is moving downward again and he pushes 
her head down hard, while thrusting upward, forcing her 
to take his cock deep in to her throat. He holds her 
head there a second, letting her throat get used to it, 
then moved her head up, far enough for her to get a 
breath before moving her head back down upon his cock. 
"Ahh, much better."

She is surprised at first when he places his hands on 
her head, but quickly ignores them, instead 
concentrating on sucking the cock in her mouth. She is 
very shocked when he forces his cock in to her throat. 
She tries to gag, but can't. After he has removed the 
cock from her throat and then back in a few times she 
finds that it is easier and she begins to take him in 
to her throat without his assistance.

After having her suck on his cock for a while, he 
begins to feel another load of cum building up in him. 
"Get ready for it slut, I am about to cum again." He 
pushes her head back down on his cock, forcing it deep 
in her throat. He holds it there and feels his cock 
expand in her already tight throat as he starts to 
blast a load right down her throat.

She takes him in her throat, but gags slightly as his 
cock expands and shoots his hot load down her throat.

After a couple of blasts he pulls her face off his 
cock, letting the last few blasts hit her in the face 
and drip down on to her tits. He smiles at the slut 
that she has become.

She is able to breathe again when he pulls out of her 
mouth. She feels his hot cum hit her in the face, and 
then in the tits. She says nothing but sits there and 
lets his cum go where it will.

He pushes her back on to her knees as he stands up in 
front of her. "Look up at me slut." He looks down at 
her, pleased that she looked up right away. He walks 
right up to her, grabs his cock, and wipes it off on 
her face and in her hair. When she offers no 
resistance, he knows that she is his slut.

She sits there on her knees as he wipes his cock across 
her face. She says nothing, but her mind is confused. 
She did not want this, but she enjoyed is and even got 
off, twice.

He finishes wiping his cock on her face, then walks 
over and grabs his pants, putting them back on as he 
talks to her. "Get up slut. Put your skirt and top back 
on. We are going to take a little ride back to my 
place." He gathers up her underclothing and puts it in 
a bag.

She stands up and follows his instructions, not even 
questioning that she is naked beneath her cheerleader 
outfit. She follows him out of the room and to his car, 
getting in the passenger seat. He gets in on the driver 
side, and after a short drive, pulls in to his garage. 
"Come on, let's go inside, and get comfortable again."

She gets out of the car and walks in to the house, with 
him following behind her. As they step inside he kicks 
his shoes off by the door and directs her to walk 
farther inside, finally leading her to the kitchen.

"You are dressed like you should be for this slut, but 
I seem to be over dressed." He watched her just stand 
there for a moment, a blank look on her face. "Get over 
here and undress me slut. Don't make me repeat myself." 
He barks at her.

She looks started for a moment, then moves forward to 
him. First, she unbuttons his shirt and after pulling 
the bottom of it out from his pants, removes it, and 
drops it to the floor. Then she unbuttons and unzips 
his pants, pulling them down. This frees his mostly 
flaccid cock. She kneels on the floor to finish 
removing his pants, with him helping her a bit by 
lifting first one leg, then the other. When she has 
them off she starts to stand back up, but he places his 
hands on her shoulders. "Since you are down there, go 
ahead and suck me hard slut. We can't have too much fun 
with it like it is." He grins at her.

She looks up at him, and then settles back down on her 
knees. She takes his cock in her hands, and then wraps 
her lips around it. She uses her tongue on the head as 
she moves her head up and down the shaft, gently 
sucking on his cock. Slowly, but steadily, his cock 
begins to grow. She continues to suck on it, taking it 
in her throat when she needs to, all the time working 
on it to get it back to its full length.

When he feels his cock is at its full length he backs 
up a step. "Stand up whore." As she does so, he leads 
her over to the kitchen table. "I want you to bend over 
this table." He waits for her to do so before 
continuing. "Now, stay bent over it while I go grab 
something. I don't want you to move at all." He quickly 
steps out of the kitchen and can be heard going up the 
stairs.

The table comes up almost to her waist, so it is not 
that uncomfortable for her to be lying down upon the 
table, still clad in her uniform. She hears him coming 
back down the stairs but does not turn to look at him. 
She hears him place something upon the table.

"Excellent. It is good when a slut obeys her master." 
He walks around in front of her. "Reach out with your 
arms and grab the edge of the table." He smiles as she 
does so. "Good, now you will stay like that." He walks 
back behind her. He kicks her feet a little farther 
apart so that her stomach is resting on the table. This 
also opens her up a little bit more for him. He grabs a 
hold of her skirt and flips up the back of it. Seeing 
her ass sticking up in the air he does not hesitate to 
smack each cheek a couple times before caressing them.

She cries out, startled that he would spank her, but 
she does not ask him to stop, knowing that it would not 
do her any good. She hears him doing something else 
behind her, but does not know what. She is surprised 
when she feels a liquid falling on her ass and running 
down to her pussy.

He takes one hand and grabs his cock, rubbing it around 
the lubricant a little before putting the head up to 
her pussy. "Time for a bit more fun slut." As he says 
this, he shoves his hard cock back inside her, feeling 
it slice in to her still tight pussy, until he is 
buried balls deep in her. He lets out a moan of 
pleasure and is pleased to hear one escape her lips as 
well.

She lies there, feeling him start to move in and out of 
her pussy slowly, not letting go of the table, and not 
doing anything unless he asks her to. She is not immune 
to the pleasure coming from her pussy though as he 
starts to fuck it good. She does not even become 
startled when he begins to play with her ass. She is a 
bit surprised when she feels his fingers touching her 
asshole, but as his fingers feel slimy and wet it does 
not hurt any, so she does not say anything.

He looks down and sees his cock sawing into her pussy, 
knowing that is not where he wants it to be. As much as 
he wants to ram it in to her asshole, he knows that if 
he plays his cards right, she will become even more of 
a slut. Therefore, instead of sticking his cock there, 
he instead uses his fingers, rubbing lubricant all over 
the puckered hole and inside it. Slowly he works one 
finger inside, then a second. All the time his cock is 
working her over, building her towards another orgasm. 

She starts to moan even louder, the pleasure she is 
feeling from both the cock in her pussy and the fingers 
in her ass is incredible. She is able to push back at 
him some and as this gives her more pleasure, she 
increases her own speed. "More, just a bit more. I'm 
about to cum again."

He smiles to himself as he watches her, knowing she is 
about to cum, knowing that the time is right for him to 
finish her training. And so, he stops, taking a step 
back away from her. His fingers leave her asshole and 
his cock he pulls out the way out of her pussy. 

She cries out in frustration as he pulls out from her. 
Her body still pushes back, trying to find his cock. 
Even so, she does not remove her hands from the edge of 
the table. "NO!" She screams. "I'm so close. Put it 
back in. I need to cum so bad. Put it back in me." She 
starts to buck on the table, but comes no closer to 
cumming.

"You want me to stick it back in do you? Okay, I can do 
that." He steps forward and lets his cock touch her 
pussy lips. But, instead of putting his cock in her 
pussy, he backs up an inch, removing that contact. He 
then puts two fingers back in her asshole. "Is that 
what you want?" He asks her while starting to slowly 
work his fingers in and out of her asshole.

She cries out in frustration at being so close, but not 
being able to cum. "No! Put your cock in my pussy." She 
begs him.

"Why should I do that? You seem to be getting pleasure 
from having my fingers in your asshole." He grins at 
her, even though she cannot see him. "Maybe I should 
put my cock in your ass instead. What do you think 
about that?"

She shakes her head. "No, don't put it there. Put it 
back in my pussy." Despite her brave words, she can 
feel that his actions in her ass are working her closer 
to cumming.

"No, you don't want it there? Okay, I can stop." With 
this, he pulls his fingers out of her ass and waits for 
her. He does not have to wait long.

She cries out in frustration again. "Please." She begs 
him. "Please fuck my pussy. Please make me cum."

"No." He says sharply. "If you want to cum you will 
have to ask me to fuck you in the ass."

"No, please, anything but that. Just put in back in my 
pussy for a minute, that is all it will take." She 
starts begging him again. "Don't put it in my ass."

"I guess you won't be cumming then." He takes another 
step back.

"Wait!" She cries out. "I need to cum so bad. Please 
put it in my pussy and make me cum."

He shakes his head. "Your choice again. Either ask me 
to fuck you in the ass, or you don't get to cum." He 
grins, knowing what her choice will be, and how we will 
be able to humiliate her even farther.

She bucks a few more times on the table, but is not 
able to make herself cum. "Fine. Fuck me in the ass. 
Just let me cum."

"I don't think so." He says and can see the frustration 
run through her body. "You didn't ask me the right 
way."

"And what is the right way to ask you?" She asks him, 
slightly afraid to know.

"First, you will need to remove your hands from the 
table." He begins, knowing that this will completely 
break her, making her his slut for as long as he wants 
her to be. "Then you will take your hands, grab your 
ass cheeks, and spread them apart. Once they are spread 
a part you will say to me 'Please sir. I am a slut. I 
am your slut. Please take your cock and fuck my ass 
with it. Please fuck my ass so that I may cum sir. I 
will become your slut for all time.' Do this, and say 
this, and I will fuck you and let you cum."

She shakes her head. "I'm not going to do or say that."

"Then I guess you won't be cumming." He turns around. 
"I guess we are done then."

"No, wait. I have to cum." She hears him turn back 
around, and hesitates only a moment longer before 
removing her hands from the tables' edge. She reaches 
behind her, and feels her ass cheeks. She grabs them 
and pulls them a part. "Do I really have to say the 
rest, sir?"

He takes a step forward. "Yes, you need to say the 
rest."

She takes a breath and begins speaking. "Please sir. I 
am a slut. I am your slut. Please take your cock and 
fuck my ass with it. Please fuck my ass so that I may 
cum sir. I will become your slut for all time." As she 
says this, she knows that she speaks the truth, that 
she will be his slut.

He steps forward and places his hard cock at the 
entrance to her asshole, feeling that she has accepted 
that she is his slut. "Good slut. And I, your master, 
will give you want you want." And with that, he pushes 
his cock in to her ass, getting it about a third of the 
way in.

She cries out in pain as her ass virginity is taken, 
but feels the pleasure of her orgasm building again. 
"Please sir. Fuck my ass, make me cum."

He grabs the sides of the table with his hands. "Only 
if you are sure that is what you want slut."

She tries to push back, but cannot. "Yes it is. Fuck my 
ass, fuck my ass now!"

He pushes forward with his cock and pulls backwards 
with his arms, sinking his cock all the way in her ass. 
He is pleased to feel that this has caused her orgasm 
to hit her, making her scream out in pleasure. "Yes! 
Fuck my ass; make me cum again and again."

"Certainly slut." He drags his cock back out until just 
the head is in, and then slams it back forward again. 
He starts to fuck her ass, slowly at first but then 
building up speed until he is slamming her in to the 
table with his thrusts.

She cannot believe the pleasure that she is feeling 
from him fucking her ass. She knows that she will do 
this again. She knows that she will do whatever he 
wants her to do. "Fuck my ass sir! Fuck it hard!" She 
shouts out in pleasure as she cums again, then again.

He can feel her cumming repeatedly beneath him as he 
pounds away at her, feeling is own orgasm coming on. 
"I'm going to cum in your ass slut, and then you are 
going to use your mouth to clean my dick off." He 
laughs.

"Yes sir." She replies. "Cum in my ass, your slut's 
ass, fill it with your hot cum." Her body is in a 
constant state of orgasm now.

He fucks her ass just a bit more before slamming his 
cock in her fully and groaning loudly. "Here is comes 
slut." He feels his cum enter her ass. Spurt after 
spurt enters her ass, filling it full. He leaves his 
cock in her ass until he feels it start to soften. He 
pulls out of her ass. "Okay slut, clean me off."

She gets off the table, turning around and getting on 
her knees to take his cock in her mouth. She can feel 
his cum leaking out of her ass on to the floor. She 
works her mouth and tongue all over his cock until he 
pushes her head off it. "No, clean up the mess you made 
on the floor." She turns herself around and gets on her 
hands and knees and licks up his cum from the floor.

"What a good slut you are." He says to her, pleasure 
sounding in his voice. "I am sure that we will have 
much more fun together in the future." He smiles down 
at her.

She looks up at him and smiles, know that she will do 
this again. "Thank you, master. I look forward to it 
all, to being your slut."


The End... for now.

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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world 
contract HIV every year. You only have one body per 
lifetime, so take good care of it!
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