Teacher’s Pet Ch 7

DISCLAIMER #1: All sexual acts in this story occur between adults over the age of 18.

DISCLAIMER #2: Themes of this story revolve largely around humiliation, black mail, and voyeurism. If you are not interested in these themes, please do not read. Of course, in real life much of what is portrayed in this story is despicable, and should not be tolerated under any circumstance. Hence, why this is a story of fantasy, and should not be taken seriously.

DISCLAIMER #3: While themes of the story certainly can be dark, I do try to keep things light with a certain “comic book” style. Again keep in mind that this is a work of fantasy and not everything will be fully realistic.

Chapter 7:

Today was a big day for the boy’s in my remedial math class. They had their mid-term examination last week, and I had the chance to review it over the weekend. Not only was this going to be a major determinant on whether they would end up passing the class, but they knew that the boys that did well, would be treated to a special reward involving Katee.

As for Katee, I filled in a test for her myself, giving her a meager grade of 60%, just enough to pass. After all, I didn’t want somebody looking back on my class’ results and wondering why Katee hadn’t been doing any of the assignments or exams.

I was shocked over the weekend while I was marking the exam. The results were remarkable! The average class grade was in the 70’s, where as it would normally have been in the 40’s for a class filled with such remedial students. Three of the boys even got scores above 90!

‘The power of pussy’, I remarked to myself as I chuckled over the effect that Katee’s presence was having on these boys. I wanted to reward the class for their performance, so on Sunday night I delivered to Katee a special outfit for today. I knew that this would serve another purpose, I wanted Katee to be humiliated even more so. She had come such a long way in such a short time, the way that only a young innocent, and insecure girl could. But I wanted to degrade her further, so that she could fully forget her old sense of self and realize her potential as my personal completely subservient slut.

The boys filed in that morning, and as usual, looked eagerly at the door like a pack of hyenas in anticipation of their prey. Katee walked in last in her familiar overcoat which hid her skimpy outfit for the day. Whereas Katee would normally drop her coat a few moments as she walked in, I waived my hand at her, gesturing for her to hold off.

I wanted to address the class first.

“Now, boys, I just wanted to start the class off by congratulating you on your amazing mid term results! In all my years as a teacher, I have never had such a surprising result, and for that, I truly am proud of you!”

The boys cheered.

I went on to say “So to congratulate you for your hard work, Katee here wanted to put on a special outfit for you today.”

The boys cheered even louder, as Katee dropped her overcoat to the ground.

She revealed her skimpiest outfit thus far. She was dressed in nothing but a skimpy pink bikini. The top wrapped around her neck, and back with thin black straps. Small hot pink triangles with black outlines covered the outer third of her tits, extending to cover the nipple. But leaving her entire cleavage exposed. The fabric was so thin that the outlines of her nipples were clearly visible.

Her bikini bottoms were scandalously slutty. It was essentially just black strap, with a small hot pink triangle that covered her pussy, that extended to a larger patch of material which attempted to cover her luscious ass. The thin fabric though got wedged in between her ass cheeks, so that most of her perfect ass was visible.

“Very good girl, what a sexy bikini. Give us a spin so the class could have a good look at you.” I jeered

Katee did as she was told and started spin on a spot at the front of the class. The boys alternated between looking at her near naked tits, and ass.

I had Katee hand out the test results to the boys. The boys ogled her scantily clad body as she sauntered up and down the aisles. I also saw a look of pride on many of the boys’ faces as they looked down at their test results.

When Katee finished her task, I decided to put her to work, as a reward to the boys’ good test results.

“Why don’t you show us the quality of you spiffy new bikini girl. Bend over and touch your toes so the boys can have a good look at you bikini bottoms from behind.”

The boys cheered.