Victorious Tori Tortures Teacher Novels & Stories

I may not be as strong as him, but with the right moves, I can take a bigger opponent down. We spent an hour practicing moves and strikes and Victor showed me how to handle someone larger and stronger than me in human and wolf form. I thought I did well. I need to work on my strength training and stamina, but I was proud of myself and so was Victor. He came up to me and wrapped his arms around me and gave me a big hug. “I’m so proud of you Tori! You are doing so well!” I hugged him back and giggled. “Thank you, Victor! I have a wonderful teacher!” I smiled at him.

“Is that what he led you to believe, Victoria? Take it from me, you’re next on his to-do list. You’d have been first if your stepbrother hadn’t already popped your cherry. He has a thing for virgins.” I wanted to hit him for that but it’s not my way to strike a man who can’t fight back. Tori had no such qualms and I remembered she’d once told me about her karate skills. He seemed fascinated by the movement of her tits and not at all hurt by her blows. “Stop it, princess,” I said. “He’s not worth it.” “I don’t care,” she replied, and proceeded to bust his lip. “This isn’t over,” he warned, spitting out blood.

"Your fire is very hot but beautiful. I saw it in the tournament, it bloomed like a flower and spun around. Very, very beautiful. But it's also a deadly attack." Torfo did not have a change of expression. The guy took it like it was a usual thing for him. Then the teacher smiled. "Torfo, I would like you to step forward and show us that flower again. Will you show us?" Teacher Rissiya was looking at him with warm eyes. It reminded him of his own mother who always looked at him that way whenever their gazes met. He then nodded and got up from his seat. Both he and Ugi stood across from each other beside Teacher Rissiya's desk.

He wanted me to know what was about to come next, wanted to see the fear in my eyes. “Don’t worry Miss. OG, we’ll be gentle. And maybe you can teach us a thing or two of your own? After all, you’re our inspiration.” The one holding my mouth said, smirking. But then the first thug got impatient and I felt his hand grab my breast and squeeze it tight enough to make me wince in pain. I'd had enough. Closing my eyes tightly, I summoned up as much strength as I could and lifted my leg in one quick motion, put all my strength behind it and nailed him in the nuts, thankful for wearing heels for the first time in my life.

Dante has turned into the bad guy, in a way that reminds me of Spencer. "If you don't want the university to know you're the teacher's pet, then listen carefully. I want you to sleep with me. I want you to fuck me senseless. If you do that I will delete the photo. Don't do it, and Professor Oakley will get fired and you'll get kicked out." I try channeling my inner actress but she won't come. Instead she hides in the background and is too timid to surface. "Alright, I'll do it. Get a hotel room for this weekend, and I will do whatever you want."

"If you are really sorry, then go apologize to the girl you just tried to take advantage of and you see you and I can only be friends nothing more than that" Tory replies trying to be as clam as possible. "Humphrey if you don't have anything to say, I have to go to bed now and don't try anything funny trust me you wouldn't like the outcome" Tory said calmly but with anger evidence in her voice. She got back into the house and layed on the small mattress on the floor and started crying dispute everything going on she still thinks of Brenden and miss him. "Lord I know that everything that happens to me happens for a reason and all I ask is for you to give me the strength to move on with my lif

He saw me staring at her, and being the Denver I know he started telling stories about her, being linked with many of his guy students. He told me her name. Her name never left my mind ever since then. Quiva. Her name is so unique. I've never heard of that name before. He told me she's a play girl. I've never been attracted to players. I usually reject and avoid girls whose flirting with many boys. But when I found out she was a play girl. I damn wanted to be in her game and play with her. One day I just found myself applying to be a part-time teacher in her school even though I'm not really a graduate teacher. QUIVA

I asked, confused why she was telling me all of this. "So, I was sitting there watching TV, and my mom is flickering through the channels and we pass TLM. You know, the show that talks all about celebrities. Funny, because I see you on the screen kissing freaking Andrew Carter as Lucky. Oh, and I see those two rolling around on the ground fighting like gorillas. There are videos everywhere, YouTube, Vine, Snapchat, everything you can think of! What the hell happened?" Tori demanded. I could just imagine her being overdramatic with hand motions as she sat there telling me the story.

Being called 'slut' and 'whore' would be the least of my concerns. By the time I was done explaining what happened in the empty classroom, we were parked in my driveway. Tori had been speechless the entire time, a look of shock lingered on her face. "I'm horrible aren't I." I groaned, "Can't even control myself." Tori shook her head, "I don't think most girls would resist them either, myself included." "That's the thing though, I want to resist them." I sighed, confusion swirling within me.

Tori fidgeted from where she was standing, her fingers moving involuntarily – the same fingers that had once caused me so much pain. All the pain from their abuse played inside my mind like a broken record. Every insult, beating, and the disgust I had earned from them made my eyes glisten with tears. But I stopped myself from crying. I would never give Tori the satisfaction of seeing me cry because of her and her mother.