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Teacher and Slave Part 2
Each time he felt I would gag, when he pulled my head onto his dick, he would hit me in my balls more or less softly. But I slowly got used to him penetrating my throat so he didn't 'need' hit me that often in the end. I felt my dick hurting, from what I thought was him hitting me, but I also noticed that it stayed hard the entire time. The skin of his cock moving on my lips felt good, felt somehow natural. I adapted to his rhythm and my instincts made me try to get more of his pulsating dick into my mouth and throat. He sped up while he tried to shove all of his cock inside of me. Then I felt it. His cock got even bigger in my mouth and then he pushed one more time and then I felt something hitting my throat. I tried to get away, but he held my head firmly in place.
"Swallow it! Swallow all of it, bitch." He said while another moan escaped his lips. I hadn't even tried my own cum yet, but here and now I was supposed to swallow his spunk. I tried not to gulp but he had already shot some down my throat and the rest was so much that I couldn't hold it. And after another "Swallow" from Markus I obeyed. At first, I hated it. But deep down I knew it wasn't that bad and I actually liked it.
"Now clean my cock, I don't want to have any spunk on it.", he demanded leaving his slowly softening dick in my mouth pulling out just a little. While one part of me felt violated and even disgusted by the situation my instincts loved it and I started to carefully clean his dick with my tongue. After a few seconds he pulled out and I felt somehow empty wanting more.
Then, once more he hit my balls thereby brushing along the base of my cock with his toes. Being violated by him, my mouth being used, my balls being hit, hadn't stopped my dick from staying hard, maybe harder than it ever was before. but I was so focused on Markus' dick in my mouth and pleasing it, I hadn't even noticed how close I was to cuming. But that final hit just brought me over the edge. I felt an orgasm building in me in a way which I had never before felt. My entire body started to tremble, my muscles tensed and contracted. I let out a deep moan and ropes of spunk just erupted from my hurting dick. As I was no longer supported by Markus' hands on my head I collapsed onto the wall of the shower while rope after rope hit me, my hair, my face, one even in my open mouth gasping for air, must of it on my upper body. Those were thick ropes almost like I hadn't beaten off a couple of days (which I hadn't). I almost blacked out having such an intense orgasm.
As I had closed my eyes, I only felt that Markus was still towering over me. When I opened my eyes I saw his disgusted but also mocking face. "Faggot!", he said, "the next time I won't be so nice. So you better prepare for it. Then, not everyone will hear that you are a little cocksucker who gets off when someone hits his balls. You better stay quiet as well! Now clean yourself and swallow the mess you made!" With that he spit on my face, turned around mouthing another "Fag" and leaving the shower.
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Quite the similarities to situation I found myself in, now. On my knees, pressed against the shower wall with a dick in my mouth and a foot against the crotch. But at least now, I knew what I enjoyed and that I wanted to be dominated, almost longed for it. But I had never thought it would happen at school. I never imagined myself being dominated by one of my students, not only because of the ethical implications but also because I always looked for people my age.
When John had come into the shower while I had my eyes closed because I had just soaped my hair, I hadn't noticed him or that anyone still was there. It was after all the lunch break when all students were supposed to be eating in the mess hall. I had already taught six PE-classes and I had to teach two more Latin classes after the break. Showering was absolutely necessary to be ready for those classes because I had to get rid of the pubescent odor of the boys. This mixture of sweat and testosterone which was always noticeable and tended to attach to everything and everyone during class especially when they were sweating. And the safest way to do this undisturbed was during lunchbreak. I never thought anyone would be there while I quickly undressed myself and went into the shower holding just my towel.
So while I was still trying to wash the shampoo out of my hair and face, I heard a derogatory laugh.
"Mr B what do you have on your dick? Could it be that you are not allowed to touch yourself?"
Immediately, I had recognized John's voice. He was a jock and a bully and I never had liked him much as a student. That feeling was mutual and he had tried to undercut my authority in class quite often which resulted in additional work for him, even detention which of course did not improve our relationship.
Despite that he looked really good: defined muscles, nice haircut, well groomed. He was blond and had greenish eyes. John had his group of mates, mainly fellow football players. He was their team captain and quite an impressive sportsman. Most of the team's success stemmed from his ability to lead the team and from his skills with the ball. But that also didn't help his arrogant attitude as he knew he was the best player on the field. If this hadn't been an all-boys-school, I believe he would have had a girl ready on each of his fingers. But he didn't seem to care much about that, as far as I could tell.
A few weeks earlier, I had surprised him and two of his friends when they had cornered a younger schoolmate in the shower who they already had pushed down his knees. I don't know, what would have happened if I hadn't interrupt it, but I know that John and his friends each had a Semi and the other boy seemed terrified. This had happened just two weeks prior to our present encounter and I know that John had been really pissed about me, preventing whatever he had planned. As the younger student didn't say anything I couldn't hand out a punishment.
"What do you care, John? This is none of your business.", I said still being unable to open my eyes but using as much authority in my voice as I possibly could, given the situation. "Now, if you don't mind, I want to finish showering and grab some lunch, so you need to leave!"
"I don't think so Mr B.", he said. Finally, I was able to open my eyes and with horror I noticed the smartphone in his hands with a camera directed at me. "I think you are going to do exactly what I tell you to do, if you don't want everyone finding out that you have a locked-up dick. Or that you are gay and tried to hit on me poor little student.", he declared with an arrogant and sarcastic undertone which made me shiver.
I knew there was no chance that I would be allowed to stay at school if it came out that I was showing my kinky side publicly to my students. When I looked closer at him, I noticed that his hair was still wet and he was only wearing tight, white underwear which already extended a little from what seemed to be a quite big semi-hard cock. Probably he had used his spare time as well to take a shower.
"And now you're even checking me out! I knew it. I knew you were just pretending to be a big, bad teacher but I couldn't believe that you would let someone else lock up your dick until I saw it with my own eyes today. Well, things will change from now on. Now get down on your knees, if you don't want anyone knowing about your dirty little secret. You need to take care of my dick!" John said and pulled down his underwear.
"John, you know I can't do this, it will get me fired. Come on, delete the pictures you've taken and there is no harm done to anyone." I tried to reason with him when I noticed that his dick had already sprung into action as he stepped out of his underwear. It was quite impressive maybe almost 9'' and quite thick. He was uncut. Then I looked into his eyes and noticed that he wouldn't back down. I knew this look from other Doms I've gotten to know in the past. He wanted to dominate me and he would. He would take what he desired, if I wanted it or not.
"I said, get down on your knees, Mr B!" he said while he came closer and closer.
"Come on! Let this be! You're my student..." I still tried to stop him, but before I could finish the sentence he reached for my shoulders, shoved me back on the wall and pushed me down. Surprised I offered little resistance.
"I think we both know, how this ends. I bet you even like being dominated by me, being pushed around. That's why I'm going to make you my personal bitch. And if you play nice, no one else will know. But if not..." he didn't finish but the threat was clear to me.
"You have two options: You can keep the job you have and be at my service whenever I want, or you will lose every bit of respect you have here, your job and future when I post those pictures of you all over the school and the internet." With that he can even closer and I felt his leg pressing against the metal cage around my dick. I might have been able to overpower him, take his phone and delete everything, as I was almost 20 years older and fit. But deep down my submissiveness had already taken over. And I knew that he was right. I liked being dominated. But even worse, if I was not able to do that and he showed the pictures he had made to the headmaster or other teachers, my time at this school would be over and I might not find another job as a teacher anywhere.
"Now, open your mouth!" I still didn't budge and tried to turn my head away but only half-heartedly. He wouldn't have it, got hold of my head and pulled it towards his dick.
"That was a mistake!", and with those words he hit my balls with his leg. "Now open your mouth, dammit!"
Even though I was used to some kind of pain, the hit still hurt, and my mouth opened to exhale almost automatically. That was all the time he needed and he guided the tip of his dick between my lips.
"Come on. I know you enjoy sucking cock!", John teased with the tip of his cock in my mouth.
And he was right. Feeling his thick cock in my mouth, him towering over me full of testosterone and confidence, I just clicked and my faggot-self took over and did what he wanted. Slowly my tongue started to caress his dickhead, my lips closed around his shaft. Even my head moved forward as I was eager to get more of him into me.
"I knew that you wanted, need my cock, a real cock deep inside of you!" And with those words he pulled my head to his crotch.
He did it fast and without mercy, so I was almost not able to cope with the size of his dick pushing into my throat. But I had learned how to deepthroat even thick and long dicks after that first encounter at school with my classmate Markus, so I didn't need to gag immediately, while he held my head in place.
"Wow! You really crave sucking, don't you? And you're quite used to it, it seems. I never had a mouth that did not gag, when I shoved my dick into it. I think, I'm going to enjoy you more than I expected." With that he slowly pulled almost completely out, just to shove his manhood back in quickly. But he couldn't hold that rhythm for long he was a horny teenager after all. So with increasing horniness he sped up.
A moan escaped his lips, and I felt that his urges had taken him over as well, being a horny teenager. He quickened his pace even more, which made it even more difficult for me to not gag (or breathe for that matter), but when I finally had to gag and the muscles in my throat contracted around his dickhead, it brought him over the edge. One or two ropes of cum just landed directly in my stomach but then he quickly pulled out and sprayed the rest of it over my face and hair.
Then he pushed his cock in my mouth again, and turned on his phone and shot a few pictures of me covered in his cum, with his dick in my mouth. At first, I didn't notice as I was so focused on his dick and his dickhead while I enjoyed the rest of his cum. I was deep in my submissive mindset, where only the cock in front of me counted. But when I saw the flash of his phone I looked up, embarrassed and I quickly tried to shove him away.
"Stop that!", I said, when his dick fell out of my mouth, just realizing what I had done, and trying to get back some authority. "It might have been fun for you but this stops now! I'm you teacher..."
"No, you're my private little cocksucker from now on! I know you liked it. The cage you're wearing seems almost ready to burst. And if you won't do as I say, I can always show those pictures around. I bet many people would be interested seeing you like they never saw you before! But we can talk later about that! I will visit you after classes are finished in you room. Better be ready!"
And with that he left me, leaning against the wall of the shower, covered in his cum, not even caring whether I had anything to say about that. And he was right. It had felt good being used like that and my dick was pulsating prove of that. It hurt while it tried to break free from his metal cage but couldn't. I cursed it a little as it had started this mess I was in now. But maybe it would also be the start of something which deep down I craved.
Clumsily I got up and turned the shower back on and cleaned myself, not knowing what would happen to me next.
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