How A Female Teacher Became An Obedient Little Pet Chapter - 6

Chapter 6

She donned her clothes, but I confiscated her pantyhose, as well. I wanted her to go the rest of the day without anything but her skirt covering her crotch. She should've felt lucky I didn't take her bra, as well.

"There're a few more things we need to discuss before I go. When you get home, I want you to remove all your pubic hair. I want that part of you to be as smooth as the rest of your body."

"Very well."

I raised my eyebrows.

"Very well, sir."

"Also, no more pantyhose and big ass panties. From now on, I only want you in thigh highs and thongs."

"But I don't have any."

"Well, then guess who gets to go shopping...And speaking of shopping" - I pulled out my phone and handed it to her - "there's a few more things I need you to buy. Put your number in there. I'll text you what you need to get later on." Once she finished and handed me my phone I put it back into my pocket. "This's the beginning of something wonderful, Carol...I'd cheer up if I were you."

The next day, as Mrs. Gavelle  taught her class, I made a note of each time she referred to me by my name, which happened a lot. I kept raising my hand to ask questions and answer the ones she gave, and she never failed to say, "Yes, Ryan." It was music to my ears.

Today, Mrs. Gavelle  wore a dark-pink blouse, tight light-blue jeans and flat shoes. It wasn't her sexiest look, but she still looked fucking hot. I couldn't wait until we were alone. As the class quietly worked on their essays I got out my phone and texted Mrs. Gavelle :

"Call me into the backroom of your class. And bring the stuff I told you to buy yesterday." I hit send.

A few seconds later, Mrs. Gavelle  reached into her purse, pulled out her phone and read my message. She looked over to me. She hesitated, but then said, "Ryan, would you mind helping me with something in my backroom?"

With a smile, I made a note of her using my name again. "No problem, Mrs. G." I stood then made my way over to the door of her backroom. She walked over to me, carrying a white bag. I opened the door for her and once she stepped inside I followed her and closed the door behind us. Mrs. Gavelle  stood and waited. I walked up to her and pulled the bag from her hands.

"Did you get everything on the list?"

"Yes, sir." She nodded.

"So now you call me 'sir.'" I smirked and looked into the bag. Inside were four ties, a paddle, a butt plug and K-Y Jelly. "Good. Everything seems to be here."

"I nearly died from shame when I walked into that shop and bought those things."

I chuckled. "Yeah, but you didn't. Now turn around and bend over."

Mrs. Gavelle  looked hesitant but then spun, placed her hands on a shelf and bent over. Taking the bag with me and placing it on a chair, I moved my hands around her waist and unbuttoned her jeans. Then I pushed them to her ankles as I got on one knee. I was happy to be greeted by her fat and milky ass cheeks. And at the top of them was a black band that went around her waist and one that disappeared between the valley of her ass. My cock swelled.

I reached into the bag and pulled out the K-Y Jelly and butt plug. I opened the lube and then used it to coat the plug. Then I used a forefinger to pull out the band between her ass crack and stretched it over her one cheek. I thought it made her look even sexier. I pulled the same ass cheek away from its twin as I lifted the butt plug and placed the tip of it against her asshole. She gasped and looked back. Her eyes pleaded with me not to do it.

I smiled. "I know you don't believe this is what Christian women do, but you must have known this was coming when you bought these items, Mrs. G." I slowly pushed the plug forward, but her asshole resisted. "Relax," I said and kept applying pressure.

Eventually, her sphincter caved in and accepted the tip of the butt plug. She moaned. I continued to slowly push the plug forward. Her asshole widened and then narrowed around it, causing Mrs. Gavelle  to groan. Once it was all the way in I pulled her thong over the back end of the butt plug, stood and told her to turn around.

"That's to stay in until I come back to your class during lunch."

She nodded. "Yes, sir."

"Good girl." I patted her cheek, adjusted my erection and then made my exit.