Mrs. Mary Clark sat at her desk checking the senior English compositions her
class had turned in today. While school had been dismissed about twenty minutes
ago she was in no hurry to get home. Her husband was off on yet another business
trip and her daughter, Amy, was attending a camp retreat for the weekend.
Mary had been married to Bill for f******n years. Since he got his last promotion
he has been required to go on extended business trips. The longest was two months
and this trip could well be longer. Amy had just had her thirteenth birthday
and with all her involvement in activities at school and church she was rarely
home. So Mary had quite a bit of free time and had no pressing commitments.
She planned to finish up these papers and head to the gym for her daily workout
on the way home. At Thirty-five she worked very hard to keep in shape. At 5’7″
and 120# she was proud of her body, no sagging, firm legs and tight tummy to
go with her firm 35 inch bust.
Mary was startled out her daydream by a knock at her classroom door. Looking
up she saw Lisa Simon, one of her senior honor’s English students. Lisa was
a very bright student. At eighteen she had a well developed body and a rather
arrogant attitude. She was sort of a loner and despite her beauty she didn’t
have a boyfriend or any friends for that matter.
“Come in Lisa. I haven’t finished grading the compositions yet.”
“That’s not why I’m here Mrs. C. I have something I want to show you.”
“Sure . What do you have?”
Lisa reached into her bag and took out an old magazine. Mary’s heart stopped
as she immediately recognized the magazine. It was “Hustler” June, 82. She had
always hoped that no one would discover her old secret.
Lisa flipped open the magazine and there all over a four page spread was her
senior English teacher showing all her well put together charms. Mary had posed
in college for some very much needed money and had hoped that they would remain
in her past. “I was cleaning out an old trunk of my dad’s in the attic and look
at what I found.”
Mary tried to gather her wits and replied, “That was a long time ago Lisa and
I am not proud of it but at the time I was desperate for money to finish college.
Let me have that so I can throw it away and keep it in my past.”
Lisa pulled back the magazine. “I don’t think so Mrs. C. We need to have a little
talk. Close the door.”
Mary got up and closed the door, anxious to get this taken care of as soon as
possible. “Lock it”., Lisa said as she took Mrs. C. seat behind her desk.
As soon as the door was closed and locked Mary turned and seeing Lisa in her
chair moved to a desk in the first row of student seats. She saw a look on Lisa’s
face that was not at all encouraging.
” Stand in front of the desk Mrs. C.”
“I’ll just sit here Lisa” moving to the first desk.
“I said stand in front of the desk” Lisa said in a very firm tone.
Mary moved to stand in front of the student sitting behind her desk and holding
all the cards. This was not a comfortable situation at all for the teacher.
“Do you like teaching here?”
“Yes Lisa I like teaching here very much”
“Does your husband know about these pictures?”
“No”.
“Would you like Amy to see these?” said Lisa holding up the pictures.
“No” Mary answered as she began to shake realizing she was in a very vulnerable
position.
“Well Mrs. C. I’ve just outlined three reasons why you should carefully consider
what I am about to offer you. From this moment until I say otherwise you will
do everything, and I mean everything, I tell you to do. If you refuse or do
not obey my every command guess what? No job, no hubby and one very humiliated
teenager.”
“What do you want Lisa?” asked Mary with a trembling voice.
“You” replied Lisa calmly. “I want to own you. I want you to obey everything
and anything I tell you immediately without question. If you refuse at any time
or do not please me, the magazine will be distributed all over the school and
copies sent to your husband and his bosses. If you do agree we will keep this
our secret.”
Mary’s knees became weak. She couldn’t allow those pictures to be made public.
She thought those were behind her. She hadn’t even thought about them for a
long time. What was she going to do?
“Am I making myself clear Mrs. C.”
“I don’t understand” whispered Mary, hoping to find a way out of this situation.
“I’m your teacher, you can’t treat me this way.”
“It is very simple Mrs. C. If you don’t do everything I tell you, you won’t
be anybody’s teacher, wife or mother. Understand Mrs. C.”
“And how long does this blackmail last?”
“As long as I want it to Mrs. C. Enough talk. Stand up straight Mrs. C. Hands
at your side. Look straight ahead and don’t move. Don’t say anything.” ordered
Lisa.
Not knowing what else to do and not wanting to anger her demanding student,
Mary stood at attention.
Lisa moved around the desk and slowly circled the trembling teacher. Man this
is going to be some senior year, she thought. “You understand to refuse me anything
and you are ruined”, Lisa said as she stared into her English teacher’s teary
eyes.
“Yes Lisa.” She didn’t know what else to do. She was trapped by her past and
couldn’t ruin her future. A tear slowly rolled down her cheek.
“Ms. Simon to you”
“Yes Ms. Simon I understand.”
Lisa moved back behind the teacher desk sitting in the teacher’s chair. “Unbutton
your blouse Mrs. C.”
Mary hesitated. “Please don’t do this Lisa,” she pleaded.
Jumping up Lisa came around the desk and slapped her teacher hard on the cheek.
“Ms. Simon bitch. DO it NOW”
Mary was frozen in her spot. She couldn’t move.
“Ok, the pictures will be distributed to everyone by Monday” Lisa turned and
headed for the door.
“Wait” shouted Mary.
Lisa paused and turned to face the frightened teacher. “Yes”.
“Please Lisa don’t do this. I’ll give you money. Please.” begged the sobbing
teacher.
“Good bye Mrs. C.” said Lisa as she calmly turned to the door.
“Please Lisa, Ms. Simon, I’ll do it. Please don’t leave.” screamed the panicked
teacher.
Lisa stopped at the door and turned to face the beaten teacher. “Well?”
Mary’s hands moved to the buttons on her blouse. Slowly she began unbuttoning
her blouse from the neck down. Her face was red and tear streaked.
“Take it off” demanded Lisa as she moved back to the desk.
Mary removed her blouse and placed it on the desk. She stood before her student
with her blouse off wondering how far this would go.
“Now the bra Mrs. C.”
Mary reached behind her back and opened the clasp on her bra. She allowed the
straps to slowly slide down her arms as her firm 35c breasts came into view.
As she moved to place the bra on the desk with her blouse Lisa told her “Put
it in the garbage you won’t be needing it anymore.”
Naked to the waist the cowering teacher stood before her student. She was beyond
further embarrassment. How did she let herself get in this position? Why had
I posed for those pictures in college?
“Now Mrs. C. I want your skirt on the desk”
Without thinking Mary opened her skirt and slid it down her legs. She stepped
out of it and placed in on the desk next to her blouse.
“Well Mrs. C. I see we are going to have to improve your undergarment selection.
Get those ugly panties and pantyhose off this instant.”
Stung by the harsh words of her student Mary removed her panties and pantyhose.
“In the garbage.”
The once demanding senior English teacher now stood naked in her classroom before
her 18 year old student. She saw no way out of this situation. What will be
next she wondered?”
“Back at attention Mrs. C. Hands at your sides.” Lisa came around the desk in
front of the frightened teacher. She reaches out and pinches the teacher’s nipples.
“Kind of stiff Mrs. C. Do you like this?”
Mary remained silent. She felt some excitement at this treatment but she could
never admit it.
Lisa pinched harder on her swollen nipples until Mrs. C. groaned, “Answer me
Mrs. C.”
“No I don’t like this.” Mary lied. Well she didn’t like it but she was unexplainable
excited by it.
Lisa abruptly released Mrs. C.’s nipples. “I think you are lying to me and you
will be punished for that. I understand from Amy that your husband is out of
town and I know she left for a camp retreat after school so I have you all to
myself this weekend.”
A shiver went through Mary as Lisa’s word sank into her numb brain.
“I will be spending the weekend at your house Mrs. C. By Monday you should fully
understand my requirements. Put your skirt, blouse and shoes on Mrs. C. Leave
the top two buttons open on your blouse.”
Mary almost felt more naked dress this way. Her breasts while firm still moved
under her thin blouse. Her nipples threatened to poke twin holes in the material.
She had never been out of her house without panties and the air moving over
her damp pussy made her feel very naked.
“Let’s go to your place Mrs. C. Leave the panties, bra and pantyhose in the
trash for Bubba the janitor. Bring your paddle home with you.”
Mary had never used the paddle but she kept one. It was two feet long made of
shiny hard wood.
The two moved to the door to begin their adventure.

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