How A Female Teacher Became An Obedient Little Pet Chapter - 2

Chapter 2

The sound of sucking filled the room as the mystery man continued to orally gratify the pastor. I zoomed in on Pastor David's face so there could be no doubt it was him and then got the man's head into the frame to verify what was being done. Recording the act was scary. I couldn't help ducking every time the pastor's head moved. I wondered what he'd do if he caught me. It wasn't time for him to know I knew his secret. I needed to make backups first. But luckily, he never looked my way.

Minutes went by as the blowjob continued. Then the pastor grunted as he gripped the man's head. I assumed he came. Once the man slid the pastor from his mouth, I stopped recording and carefully stepped off the toilet. I was happy with the evidence I had obtained, though thought I was probably going to hell for blackmailing a pastor - even if he deserved it.

"That was awesome," said Pastor David. "I owe you one."

"How 'bout you make it up to me tomorrow. I'm not going in for work. I can come around to your place when Carol goes to her job."

"That sounds like a great idea. Now let's get back to everyone before they come looking for us."

*

Later that night, as I lay in bed, I thought about the power I'd acquired with the footage on my phone, which I'd also copied onto my hard drive. At first, I had planned on blackmailing Pastor David for some cash. All he'd have to do was throw a few hundred dollars my way for me to keep what I knew to myself. It seemed like a fair trade. I didn't really need the money, but I could always make use of the extra change in my pocket.

However, after my last jerk off session, a more sinister idea crept into my mind. If blackmailing a pastor wasn't a good enough excuse to get a one-way ticket to Lucifer's pit, what I'd cooked up now definitely was. But as immoral as my plan was I wasn't going to pass it up. Opportunities like this came around but once in a lifetime and I planned on grabbing it with both hands.

I stayed up and plotted out my idea for the next couple of hours. I didn't want any mistakes and planned on executing it the next day. I drifted off to sleep with a big smile on my face. If all went well, tomorrow would be the beginning of a wonderful period in my life.

*

The next day, at school, right before lunch, I found myself in my favorite teacher's class. As always, Mrs. Gavelle  looked good enough to eat. With her hair loose and black rectangular glasses on, she wore a long white button up shirt, with her sleeves pulled up, and a beige skirt that hugged her hips, covered her knees - I think I've mentioned the word "conservative" before - and matched her stockings.

On her feet were a pair of black heels. And she topped everything off with a gold watch, bracelet, earrings and chain around her neck which held a cross. She'd also applied her makeup beautifully. It made her face pop and the only noticeable part of it was the deep red lipstick that covered her full looking lips. She looked utterly fuckable - if that passes for a compliment.

Soon the bell sounded. Everyone packed up their stuff and headed out for lunch. I sat in my seat and waited for the last person to exit the classroom. My heart pounded as I stood and made my way over to Mrs. Gavelle , who sat at her desk and looked over papers. It's time to do this.

"Great lesson today, Mrs. Gavelle ."

She looked up with a smile. "Why thank you, Ryan. Is there anything you'd like me to go over with you again?"

"Nooo." My head shook. "I just wanted to come over here and tell you how beautiful you look today."

She blushed. "Thank you, Ryan...But there's no need to flatter me. You're already doing well in my class."

I chuckled and rubbed the back of my neck. "Yea, but...it couldn't hurt."

She smiled. "Well, it was nice talking to you. And -"

"No, no, no, no, Mrs. G," - I shook my head - "I'm not going anywhere. I'd rather stay right here with you."

Her face scrunched with a slight smile. "Umm...okay. But wouldn't you prefer to have lunch with your friends?"

"Nope." My head shook.

"Uh. Very well, Mr. Norton. What would you like us to do?"

Here we go. It's now or never. "Ooh, I dunno. How 'bout you take your top off for me?"

Mrs. Gavelle  looked confused. "I'm sorry, dear, but...what did you just say?"

"I said," I rephrased slowly, "why don't you take your top off for me, Mrs. G?"

Her eyes widened. "Mr. Norton. Are you out of your mind?"

"I'd watch my tone if I were you, Carol. You're not in the position to talk to me like that."

"That's Mrs. Gavelle  on this premises, young man." She stood, glaring. "And you better watch what you say next. You're skating on very thin ice and asking for big trouble."

I've gotten this far. "No, I'm not. I'm asking to see those big tits of yours."

"THAT'S IT! Off to the principal's office with you right now, Ryan. I'm very disappointed with you and your parents will be hearing about this directly from me."

I needed to take control of the situation and show her who was in charge. "I don't think you quite understand what's going on, Carol." I grabbed her by the bicep and squeezed, causing her to squeal. It caused my cock to twitch.

"Unhand me this instant, you brute! I'll have you expelled for this."