Cheater, Cheater, Pussy Eater (Teacher-Student Lesbian Dubcon)
When Cassie’s laptop gets stolen the day before an essay is due, she thinks she’s found a lucky break: Her roommate Tracey had taken the same class last semester, and still has her own essay handy. Faced with the risk of failing her class, she turns in the paper as her own, hoping the deception will go unnoticed. But it is quickly discovered by Professor Autumn, who gives Cassie a choice... More
When Cassie’s laptop gets stolen the day before an essay is due, she thinks she’s found a lucky break: Her roommate Tracey had taken the same class last semester, and still has her own essay handy. Faced with the risk of failing her class, she turns in the paper as her own, hoping the deception will go unnoticed. But it is quickly discovered by Professor Autumn, who gives Cassie a choice: She can either be expelled, or serve as her Professor’s lesbian sex toy for one night.
Cassie agrees to submit to her teacher’s carnal cravings as punishment, and thinks she will be able to handle a single night of punishment… When a certain familiar face joins the proceedings, and changes everything!
Warning: This 7,600-word story contains graphic descriptions of teacher-student lesbian sex, BDSM elements, and dubious consent. It is intended for mature audiences only.
Mistress Autumn’s hands gripped and spun Cassie expertly, and she felt herself pushed backwards. She felt the cool leather pads that were attached to the top of the rough timbers of an X-shaped rack as she was pushed into it and quickly tied up with thick ropes expertly tied. Her arms and legs stretched wide and spread-eagled, and she could feel the cool air of the dungeon on the inside of her thighs.
Rough fingers forced her mouth open and shoved something cold and metal in between her teeth. When the fingers went away, Cassie could work her tongue freely, but the metal kept her mouth open and unable to make anything other than grunting noises.
Reflexively, on instinct, Cassie tried to pull free of the restraints, lurching forward against her bonds. She was rewarded with a quick, sharp slap across her face. The stinging pain worked its way through the haze of the drink, and a different kind of heat was spreading across her skin.
“Ah, ah, ah,” Mistress Autumn said. Her voice was low and tight with controlled desire. “Good little fuck sluts don’t struggle. Good little fuck sluts take what’s coming to them.” Cassie moaned softly as she felt hands grabbing at her breasts, roughly groping her tits through the fabric of her dress.
“Good little fuck sluts also don’t get to wear nice things like this,” she said, and with a cruel laugh, Mistress Autumn gripped the top of Cassie’s dress between her breasts and yanked downward. There was a sharp RIP! as the dress was torn apart down the front. Cassie’s nipples suddenly hardened as they were exposed to the cool air, the stiff nipples poking up and out from her shivering skin.
My best dress! Cassie suddenly thought. She’s destroying my best dress!
Just one night, came the quiet response, from the rational part of her mind that had, momentarily, escaped the effects of the drink. You can get another dress. Just one night. Just one dress. To save everything.
“What’s the matter, dearie?” Mistress Autumn said as she pulled Cassie’s ample breasts out of the tattered remains of her dress. Mistress Autumn noted how Cassie’s nipples had begun to stiffen, and hastened their hardness by twisting and pinching them. Cassie began to whimper around the metal gag in her mouth, uselessly trying to twist away.
As Mistress Autumn continued her digital assault on the helpless girl with one hand, she slid the other between Cassie’s thighs. Her fingers began probing inside Cassie, pushing aside the thong, parting her lips and fondling the smooth flesh.
“Does this turn you on, Cassie? Does this make you wet?” she hissed into her ear. Beneath her hands, she could feel the pounding of Cassie’s heartbeat. The young girl felt it at the same time, and she felt an indescribable thrill shoot through her body.
It… It does, she thought. Oh my God, this is getting me horny!