Punishing a Teacher

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Chapter 1 – Miss James

When I first walked into the classroom on that first day back was a real shock, because standing behind the desk wasn’t mr Jackson, our kindly old teacher, it was a woman.

The woman behind the desk was tall for a woman, she stood at around 5,5, only 9 inches shorter than me. Apart from her height the most immediate thing to notice was her enormous boobs, they must have been G cup at least, they were balanced in a chunky frame that obviously had a bit of a belly beneath it. Her legs looked nice and she was wearing heels that brought her height up another 5 inches. Although her thighs were rather large from what I could see beneath her knee length skirt. The shirt she was wearing was tight but not immodestly so, just enough to show herself off. Turning she wrote her name on the whiteboard and said “good morning class, my name is miss James” her voice had a nasal whine to it and her tone was condescending. “Now I have no idea what the old fool taught you so we are going from the basics”. With that she turned and began to write the fundamental meaning of the word Law, there was a grumble from everybody in the class. One of the girls behind me stood up and said “excuse me miss but Mr Jackson wasn’t an old fool he was an excellent teacher and he taught us lots”. With a sigh miss James turned to face the girl, she walked forward till only the girls desk separated them. Mid James then grabbed one if the girls nipples through her shirt and used it to hold her there whilst she repeatedly slapped her in the face, hard. All the while yelling “don’t you tell me what to do you little slutty whore”. Finally pushing the girl back into her seat miss James went back to the whiteboard and kept writing on it whilst saying “if anything gets out about what just happened I will find the one who said anything and I will beat you half to death” I looked over at the girl and saw her bleeding lip and already bruising face, it was on that day I realised someone needed to teach mrs James a lesson.

Chapter 2 – Dominated

In the weeks following miss James show of force to the class, the tension continued to rise, with none of us learning anything new, yet still being set very easy yet very long bits of homework the personal lives of the people in our class were falling apart. Finally the day came when I knew something had to be done. So that day I was snarky and rude all day, I made biting comments and was a general wiseass. At the end of the day miss James told me to stay behind. Perfect.

Miss James sat down at her desk and glared at me over her prominent nose. “Callum I am extremely disappointed in you today, you were a wise ass all day and you often humiliated me in front of the class. I have been meaning to address this before, but it is you who have so off put me here, so I don’t want you coming to this class any more”.

I sat stunned for a few moments, and then anger started bubbling up inside me, I practically screamed “you are daring to try to blame me for this, seriously, it’s all because you continue to treat us like children not realising that we have already learned everything you’re talking a ab….” My speech was interrupted my miss James slapping me across the face “don’t you dare question my teaching methods you dopy little boy” she attempted to bring her hand up to slap me again but this time I caught her wrist.

Looking down at her colds I brought my other hand up to trap her other arm and stop another attempted slap “enough” I said in a low voice. I pushed her back whilst holding onto her arms until she fell backwards onto the surface of her desk. I moved my leg forward so my knee was grinding harshly against her pussy, steadily increasing the pressure until it started to bruise. Meanwhile I gripped both her wrists in one of my hands and wound sellotape around her wrists, allowing me to restrain both her wrists with one hand. My other hand wandered down the front of her to her enormous breasts. I casually tore her shirt open allowing me to see them clad in her big frilly pink bra. Taking a pair of scissors I cut the bra open and let her huge tits spill out to either side, then picking up a ruler from the desk I brought it down with all my strength on her left breast. With a sickening slap the ruler landed and a long red welt appeared on her breast. Raising the ruler again I brought it down on her other breast. I repeated this procedure for the next 20 minutes, until her breasts were a mess of welts and the ruler was looking worse for wear. My knee had also severely bruised her pussy and her arms would be losing skin when she took the sellotape off. I stood and allowed her to slip to the floor where she began to retch, I stood over her proud of what I had done. Finally realising one thing was missing I took my cock out and pissed all over her, making sure to catch her in the hair and face for the most part, mrs James groaned weakly and threw up all over herself. Dropping the ruler I turned picked up my bag and left. After spending half an hour or so walking around the streets thinking about what I just did, I decided to go back and ensure that the message had sunk in, I made a few stops on the way and picked up some things that could be useful. Walking back into the classroom I heard the sound of someone sobbing, I was surprised to see one of the female cleaners standing over mrs James casually emptying her bladder all over her face. When she saw me she waited for the stream to due, buttoned up her overalls and walked past me saying “do you think the students were the only ones she abused”?

Waiting until after I was sure she was gone I closed and locked the door of the room behind me. Making sure the blinds were also drawn. I set down my pack and removed the first item, flipped her over onto her front and bound her hands behind her back with strong but rough rope, very quickly I could see her squirming was rubbing her wrists raw on the rope. The next item I took out was a ring gag, designed to keep the mouth open and the tongue from being able to interfere. I slapped her in the face repeatedly until she opened her mouth and stuffed the gag in, roughly buckling it behind her head. The final item I took out was a permanent water resistant marker pen. Grabbing a large handful if her hair I drew the words “cum slut” on her forehead and the words “Callum’s bitch” across the top if her breasts. I then brutally slapped her across the face and kicked her between the legs whilst telling “you see what kind of mess you leave this classroom in? Clean it up now”!!!