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Vi had a hard time in school, fights, which made up most of the reason and last but not least, math. God she hated math, Vander would scold her for how low performance was, but oddly the teacher didnt.
Ms. Kiramman. She was beyond gorgeous and had every amount of what made someone perfect. The fact that she isnt married to anyone still stumps Vi.
As class began to end Vi just started to leave the room right before the teacher stopped her. "Vi, may I have a word with you?" She asked in her posh accent. Vi froze, shit. She whispered to herself.
Mrs Kiramman sat at her desk. "Grab a chair." She commanded. With the two of them face to face in an interagatory manner, Vi felt herself getting nervous by the minute..second? She didnt know.
The teacher took out a folder with the student's tests in them, scanning for Vis name. Once she found it she set it in front of Vi. "This is the 4th time you've failed youre test with a grade lower than a 60. Are you sure you dont need a tutor?" Mrs kirramman asked.
Vi didnt take one look at the paper in front of her, instead she stared at the way the woman's words flew out of mouth, it was captivating. Soon enough, Mrs kirammans expression changed and vi knew she made a mistake. "Vi?" She questioned.
"Yes!" Vi answered with a high pitched panic. The teachers eyes narrowed. Does she know? Vi fidgets with her fingers as the teachers eyes stare holes into her body. Is this normal? She thought.
Through Vis thoughts, the only thing she caught was, "..its too much work for you, I can tell its stressing you out, building on the problems youre already having at home. Let me help relieve it."
Vi was a little confused. Relieve how? By giving her a tutor? That wouldnt work, but she shrugged it off and answered dismissively. "Okay." Mrs kiramman hummed delightfully then asked. "May you give me your parents phone number?"
Vi obliged without second thought. "Hello, this is Violets teacher, Mrs Kiramman. Today I will give Vi a tutor on math in areas of which she's struggling in, today will be a long one but do not worry. You may call if needed, Good bye." When she finished the voice mail she quickly turned her attention to Vi.
She was smiling, bordering on some sort of smirk she couldnt pin-point. Vi didnt like where this was going, it being a long day in tutoring that is.
"Let loose, I can tell youre tense. Dont worry, its not what you think." The last sentence made vi tilt her head in confusion. "What do you mean?" She asked, trying not to seem nervous.
The teacher chuckled a bit, "Cute." She simply stated.
Was that normal? That isnt normal, right? Vi questioned. It should already be a red flag. Mrs kiramman looked up at the clock, "Everyone should be gone by this hour.." She said. "W-what do you mean?" Vi asked nervously.
"Well.." She got up of her seat and made her way to Vi, "We get to begin our 'tutoring'." She finished, leaning in towards the junction of her neck and shoulder.
Vi felt a little uncomfortable at the distance, she could feel her breath on her ear, she could also hear it?
Turning around Vi found herself looking at an almost unrecognizable person than the sweet teacher she's used to. Her chest heaved and exhaled shallowly, her eyes scanning Vi's body, her hands seemingly fighting to stay away from vis personal space bubble.
Vi shifted in her seat a little, in response to uncomfort. Appearantly the teacher caught on, quickly snapping out of her haze. How many weird things was that already? Two? Vi thought.
"Come on, sweet little." Mrs kiramman said, opening the door for vi to come before her. Vi stood up from her chair, bit her lip and stared spectaclly at her off smile.
Making her way out the door, she knew she was entering dangerous territory. "This way, darling." She called as they made their way to the exit. This isnt the tutoring room. Vi thought.
"What's the matter?" The teacher asked rhetorically. Vi brushed it off with a shake of her head and followed her like a shadow, "Nothing."
This makes it to number three on the list of weird things my teacher did, Vi thought.
They were now in the empty parking lot, Mrs Kiramman walked up to her expensive-looking car and waved vi over. "You can sit in the back..or in the front if you want." She added.
Like an idiot, Vi decided to sit in the front. Waiting until she unlocked the doors, Vi got in the passenger seat eye-balling the cars impressive interior. Must be rich, she thought.
As they drive off and eventually out of school grounds vi realised just how alarming this situation is. A student getting in their teachers car, driving to who knows where. Shit.
It was quiet, no music, only the silence between the two and the low revving of the cars engine. "Youre bumping youre leg up and down, are you alright?" Mrs Kiramman question Vis restlessness. No, "Yes, im okay." Vi lied, stopping her movements.
Vi didnt picture her teachers house being in what seemed like the middle of nowhere. Acres of land and a decently sized house, spent most of her money on land, huh, Vi thought.
Parking into the driveway made it to number five on the counter, not yet, not until they got into her house.
The house was welcoming, scented, well decorated but what stood out the most was a room. Not just any room, a room with two locks. Yeah, thats weird. Thats really weird.
The older woman noticed her curiosity of the room, and threw in a question to distract her. "Would you care for a cup of tea?" She asked warmly. Rule number one, everyone knows it, dont take things from strangers. But she isnt a stranger, shes my teacher.
Vi took a seat at a comfy-looking couch, waiting for her tea while observing her surroundings. Each spot scanned, something new discovered. A box, horribly hidden behind a recliner. Another box next to a photo album and a key on top of the odomen. Hm, whats that go to? She thought.
"Darling, youre tea's ready." The teacher called. Vi got off the couch and into the kitchen, her eyes still on the objects discovered. Mrs kiramman handed the cup of tea to vi a little too excitedly.
The color was a little weird but Vi didnt mind, it was probably something different. Whats so bad about trying something new every once in a while?
Vi took a sip, "Wow! This is good!" She exclaimed. Caitlyn gave another warm smile as she watched vi gulping the lukewarm liquid down, eyes following the trail of tea making its way from vis mouth to her neck and down...down.
"Lets sit down." The teacher patted a spot for vi to take. Vi sat down and the teachers eyes couldnt help but wonder once again, taking in the sight of Vi's small frame. "We were supposed to be tutoring, right?" Vi asked.
"This is for your relief, thats not relieving is it? Darling." The older woman responded. Vi nodded, finishing the last of her tea, then setting it on the small table in front of them.
"You've always stood out to me," the teacher started. Vi looked up at her, "The way you carried youreself, the way you talked.." Maybe she's not weird, this is pretty normal. "The way you smell, youre voice, youre small body.." The teacher continued getting lost in her thoughts before catching herself. "Oh, sorry, ive gotten a little carried away, havent i?"
Take that back.
Vi started to feel a little dizzy, sleepy even, she rocked forward a bit then shook herself into consciousness. "Are you okay?" Mrs kiramman asked, hand on shoulder. "I feel..weird" Vi responded before completely blacking out. She shouldn't have chugged whatever that drink was.
Giggling?
What's that sound?
Vi squirmed a bit before opening her eyes, and if they werent opened enough already, they were and they were wide.
"W-what are you doing?!" Vi exclaimed. Her teacher inhaled her scent at the chest as Vi trashed around only to discover her hands and feet bound by handcuffs.
She looked around trying to think of anything but her teacher sniffing her. This room is nothing like the rest of the house. It was dimly lit, packed with drawers and closets containing who-knows-what and this giant bed.
"Mrs kiramman! What are you doing stop!" Vi trashed some more. "Im afraid i wont be able to, not now that ive finally have you in my hands." She said wickedly working her hands along the bands of vis pants.
Vi shut her eyes, trying to look away. "Aww, youre so cute. Shy little thing arent you?" She asked as if everything was fine. It wasnt.
Rip! The teacher giggled.
Tear! She giggled some more.
"Oh my..what a mess." The woman said in false disappointment. Vi felt tears welling in the corners of her eyes. She felt exposed, she felt stupid, how could she let her take ahold of her so easily?
"I have so many things I want to try out!" The teacher exclaimed. "I'll be right back, little one." She said as she began rustling with whatever was in those drawers.
She took out what seemed to be a vibrator and a well-sized strap-on, along with a few extra things, a gag and a flogger.
Vi broke down and let her tears fall. She could feel herself shaking and she thinks its visible too. The woman smirked at her as she sat at the end of the bed.
"What should i use first?" She asked in a sing-song tone. Vi was scared, she didnt want to pick and choose, she wanted to leave and go home. "Dont worry, pup, i wont hurt you.." She trailed off. Vis breathing was a little more controlled at that until she finished. "Or will I?"
Vi, was full on whining and begging her to leave her alone but to no avail. Vi was completely at her mercy.
"Lets get you warmed up!" The woman said, taking the insertable vibrator to her pussy. "Please- no- pl- Ah!" Vi was cut off by the sudden insertation. "You're so, so cute little one!" Mrs kiramman ignored.
Vi shut her eyes again, only for them to open at the sudden vibrations. Bucking her hips into the air uncontrollably, Vi moaned at the sensation. Caitlyn simply watched in adoration.
"Youre sensative.." She stated after shifting towards Vis face. The teen adverted her gaze. The teacher gripped her face and moved her to look her in the eye. Vis face was flushed and teary, exactly what the woman liked.
The the vibrations continued so did Vis sweet moans, she gave up on jerking away from the sensation as the pleasure consumed her.
The teacher, trailed her hands along her shivering body, and licked her neck, leaving a small trail of saliva.
"Ah!" Vi released a particularly high-pitched moan catching the womans attention. Vi cried out once again, "Its too much! im gonna-"
Each of her limbs pulled on the restraints. Her legs shook as her breathing quickened. Mrs kiramman, snuggled into vis body smiling at the sweet sound of her orgasm. Once it began to die down, the teacher looked up at her face once again.
Sweat covered her chest, tears traveling down her cheeks, jaw slack. She was worn out. "Whine please, t-take it out.." The teen managed to say. "Okay, you did well, darling," Vi was relieved. "Lets move on" she added.
Vi felt her blood run cold. After the woman kissed her cheek she began working her way into the harness of the strap-on, adjusting the straps.
"These must hurt.." She said, removing the cuffs on vis ankles and wrists. Vi was some-what glad at the action, but still very sore in her abdomen.
Swiftly, the woman switched her position, she still held vis arms from movement. Grabbing her forearms, she sat her in her lap, making Vis back arch. Grabbing the gag, the teacher put it around her head and into her mouth.
She was trembling. The woman felt her breath hitch. Taking the length of the strap towards Vis dripping center, mrs kiramman wasted no time to ram it into her core. "Ahnh!" Vi let out a strangled moan at the sudden intrusion, Appearantly the gag wasnt working.
"So, cute. Do you think you can handle it?" The woman asked, stationary in her dripping cunt. Vi shook her head no, with a whimper.
Mrs kiramman, chuckled amost hysterically as she backed out and dove in. Vi tried moving away from the overstimulated pleasure but the older woman didnt allow that to happen. She replaced her hands grip with her arms hugging her front to keep her flushed against her.
This is when it really starts to get going. The woman pushes her forward, face squashed against the mattress and pludges into her tight pussy. "Grunt Youre so cute, Vi grunt!" She says in between hard thrusts.
Their skin slaps against each other. The weight of the taller woman traps Vi beneath her, leaving her no other option but to take it. "Ah! Nmh!" Vi moans at the spead increasing.
It started off soft, but hard, and now the dangerous combination arises. Caitlyn is now panting, while rutting the length into vis pussy. Vi's feeling light headed at the way the strap hits her g-spot with persice accuracy.
The bed is bumping against the wall with a thump and vis body is so pliable at the moment than each thrust is sending air out her thought along with a small push forward with each thrust.
Vi is no longer moaning, but sobbing between broken cries. She feels herself getting closer and so does Mrs kiramman. The pressure of the base on the strap is rubbing against her clit, giving her more than enough pleasure for her release.
Vi notices a change in her breathing, which are now coming out in huffs and a change in her thrusts. They're hard, each it is in between a long pause before another..another and..
"Amnh!" The older woman collapses on top of the teen, her sweat covering her body, hair drapped over like a curtain. She can feel the after shocks of the orgasm beneath her. "I can't do this anymore!" Vi gasps.
"Youre such a cute pet.." Mrs kiramman huffs, "Youre my pet and you do whatever I say." She puncuated sternly. "Now, bend over on the edge of the bed! Im not done with you yet."
Vi loses contact with the other womans warm body and walks over on shaky legs to bend over on the edge of the bed. Shes expecting to take the older womans strap again but is confused when nothing happens.
Turning to look over her shoulder shes surprised with something she for got her teacher took out. The flogger.
"Since youre struggling with math, consider this youre redemption. Count 10 and itll be over." She states. "..its easy" she wishpered.
One strike at her ass catches vi by surprise, "Ah!! One!"
"Good girl." The woman praises.
Crack!
"Ahh!! Sobs t-two." The pain is extreme alongside her two post-orgasms.
Mrs kiramman smiles sadistically.
Crack!
Crack!
Two hits finish Vi, shes ruining the bedsheets with tears and drool, "huff...huff..please stop..."
Crack!
"But you sound so cute!" The woman protests.
"Sobs..sniffles.."
Vi, could feel the bruises appear on her ass, it stung..
"Five more!"
Before vi would remember to count she found herself taking five harsh strikes to her ass.
"Good job, puppy!" The woman praised and the twitchy teen then turns her over. "I..I..it hurts..i feel so sore." Vi says weakly.
"I know, pup, lets get you in bed."
Caitlyn carries her onto the bed, "Im so gald i finally, finally have you in my possession." She says before covering her and vi inside the warm blanket, ignoring the teens whimpers. "Its okay, its okay." She mur-murs petting her head.
I should have went home..