1. Bedding the Babysitter Ch 07


    Date: 8/1/2017, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Author: jasmine walker, Rating: 92.3, Source: sexstories.com

    classroom.” “Oh, God!” she gasped. “Sorry, Miss Morgan, she is punishing me for my disobedience,” I explained. “Go sit down, Jenny,” she instructed, clearly stressed out by my words. “Yes, Miss Morgan,” I nodded, feeling bad for pulling her into my roller coaster ride of love and submission. Returning to my seat, Karen purred, “Good pet.” My face burning red, I stared straight ahead and prayed she would leave me alone for the rest of the class…which thankfully she did. Miss Morgan, impressively, was able to push away the after school situation and potential of being outed, as she introduced us to Hamlet and we began reading Act 1. The bell rang and Karen ordered, “Stay, puppy.” The condescending words flustered me; it was obvious she was trying to re-establish that she was the domme in the relationship. “Karen, please,” I pleaded, knowing I wasn’t strong enough without Ashley to stand up to her. “Please let you eat Miss Morgan’s cunt at her desk while I chat with her?” Karen asked, presumptuously. “This isn’t appropriate,” I pointed out. “Neither was your disapproval,” she countered, walking towards the door as the last of the class exited the room. Miss Morgan was at her desk, pecking away on her computer, but her red cheeks told me she was nervous about what may happen now. Karen closed the door, blocking the window, as she ordered, “Karen, crawl under Miss Morgan’s desk.” Miss Morgan gasped, looking up from her computer, “Karen!” “No, sorry I don’t eat cunt usually, ...
    women eat mine,” Karen retorted, before asking, “unless you want to eat mine now?” I didn’t move, paralyzed by the humiliation that Karen was dishing out to both of us….feeling tremendous guilt for putting Miss Morgan in this spot. Miss Morgan, stood up, and demanded, “Ms. Pepper that is enough.” “Actually it is Mistress Pepper,” Karen corrected. “Please leave,” Miss Morgan asked, her eyes showing complete fear. “Miss Morgan, this is pretty simple. My pet has been disobedient and needs to be disciplined,” Karen explained, before turning to me and asking, “Why are you still at your desk?” “Karen this has nothing to do with Miss Morgan,” I countered. “It does now,” Karen shrugged, before ordering, her tone again shifting to do-as-your-fucking-told, “Get under Miss Morgan’s desk now!” Reluctantly, I stood up and began walking towards Miss Morgan. “This is not the place,” Miss Morgan said, her tone a mixture of embarrassment, worry and shock. “Would you rather we go to your place?” Karen asked. “I have a meeting to go to,” Miss Morgan said, trying to get out of the awkward predicament. “Then we’d better hurry,” Karen countered, before throwing down the threat I knew was coming. “Unless you want the whole school and administration to know you’re a lesbian.” I reached Miss Morgan as she pleaded, “Karen, please no.” “Then obey like a good pet teacher,” Karen instructed “and let my pet complete her task.” I said, “I’m so sorry, Miss Morgan,” before disappearing under her desk. “Can’t we ...
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