Owned Teacher Chapter 1-3

This is not my own work. This wonderful piece was written by an author known as “Thumb” about ten to fifteen years ago. I thought I would repost it here so a new audience may enjoy it was much as I have over the years.




CHAPTER 1

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 fourteen 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.