## Hot for Teacher

Post by cloudy14 » Sat Sep 12, 2015 10:37 am

Chad had no other choice but to steal and get rid of those exams. Ms. Firstrom was a tyrant in her Intro Chem lecture, and afforded no one any wiggle room when it came to grades. As a fresh professor to the small private college of Vineworth, the petite but fiery woman made her class nearly impossible in order to “weed out the clowns”. It was bullshit. Chad had been a good student his whole life and wasn’t even going into the sciences for his choice of major, so how he was barely getting a D in a freshman class boggled his mind. He knew cramming and all-nighters wouldn’t save him (or anyone) from the second-term final on its way next week. In the dorms, over weeks of contemplation, he had resolved to sneak into her office and find the finished copies. No sense in cheating since half of his rowing team would be ineligible if they failed the class too; “might as well do me and the guys a favor and just trash the tests” Chad thought.
Decked out in black sneakers, jeans, sweater and snowboard facemask, Chad left his dorm at midnight and snuck across campus to the sciences building. He produced a busted credit card and jimmied the deadbolt on one of the building’s little used side entrances. Vineworth’s buildings were so historic, the school couldn’t even update the security systems! Lucky for Chad, he quietly walked down towards the main stairs and went to the second floor as a summer moon began to peep out behind the clouds, creating wells of moonbeams in Cather Hall.
Expecting a harder time with Ms. Firstrom’s little office, he had brought a small screwdriver along to loosen the weathered doorknob. As he crouched and set to work on the handle noticing it was unlocked, he opened the door to reveal only darkness and a woman’s voice sternly announcing “You are here quite early Milton, I will have to deduct points from your test since bad boys must be fashionably LATE” as the lights flicked on.
Both Chad and Ms. Firstrom were dumbstruck. She stared at a large and completely covered “burglar”, as he gawked at the scorching little sex-demon before him: Clad in the tightest and shortest leather micro dress Chad had ever seen, the professor had transformed from a conservative chemist into a full-on dominatrix. Her black leather stiletto boots came to the middle of her milk-white thighs, as her arms were similarly sheathed in shiny gloves, which beautifully complimented her bare shoulders and the ruby red hair she now had neatly packed into a tight bun.
It was obvious that Chad was having a tough time deciding what to do in this moment. The plan had taken a turn he couldn’t have even fantasized about. She had said the name “Milton” just a second ago, and there was only one Milton he knew about on campus who took the chem class with him.
This psycho is luring in and dominating guys for grades!
As his mind raced while his feet failed to run, he glanced at some of Ms. Firstrom’s painful supplies on the desk and hatched a plan he couldn’t believe he was about to move forward with.
“Hands behind your back”, Chad said in a warped voice to further mask his identity. Ms. Firstrom, gaining back some composure now but looking humiliated and flustered, angrily replied “And here I was to believe this institution resided in a low-crime neighborhood! Take some trinkets and leave me, you will not hear a word about this degeneracy I assure you!”
My degeneracy. Good one bitch.
“I said hands behind your back and be quiet.” Chad needed to say as little as possible so she wouldn’t get wise to the student heist. And move fast before Milton’s arrival...
Chad walked in and motioned her to sit at her desk. She snorted but eventually put her arms behind her.
He set to work with the neatly bundled ropes she had had on display but was having a hard time putting total focus towards his ropework. Her only redeeming quality seemed to be her plain and bookish beauty, and there were times in class when Chad wondered why such a seemingly nice looking woman had it out for everyone, staff and student alike. For now it didn’t matter, as Chad was treated to a cinnamon-haired vixen of almost pure fantasy, and nearly lost it every time his fingers touched the soft skin on her shoulders and the tops of her breasts and thighs.
Giving the final knot behind her back a sharp tug, he surveyed his work and was pleased to have Ms. Firstrom neatly tied in her own coarse brown rope from arm to ankle, her legs propped high from the height of her heeled boots as she sat as neat and prideful as possible, testing her bonds in sharp shrugs.
Ms. Firstrom chirped “You have my word that whatever thieving takes place tonight will go untold, seeing this, unique state of affairs...Your work with me is finished so plunder before I change my mind and have you weeping in prison you oaf!”
Chad knew she had to be hidden away from the student coming in to “earn his A”. An almost baseball sized ballgag lay upon a studded paddle, and as he was reaching for it, Ms. Firstrom exploded, “THERE IS NO NEED TO DO THIS! TAK-OOOOOGGHLLRRRMMMMPPPHH!!!!”
Chad crammed the black orb into her mouth and watched in strange arousal as she worked her teeth and lips around the ball in an attempt to make it anything resembling comfortable.
Ms. Firstrom erupted as she twisted and bucked her legs, attempting to communicate something to Chad.
“HOLPMH MUMPH ONGTH! ONTH PTTHHFOOLMMPHH! NOOOOMMMPPPPHHHHHH!”
Still not knowing how much time he had, Chad scooped up his luscious and unintelligible teacher and fireman carried her into the hallway. As she wormed and tightened in his arms, Chad couldn’t help but feel a warmness growing in his stomach and loins, as he had now spontaneously kidnapped and trussed up an insane, yet gorgeous, professor. His left hand rested atop Ms. Firstrom’s backside, feeling the muscles in her buttocks and thighs grip and release on his fingertips, experiencing the cool leather and bare flesh.
Chad and his cargo approached an antiquated janitor closet at the end of the hall and as he set her down and opened the door, realized it would be too small and cruel even for a woman like her, as Ms. Firstrom’s gagged babble appeared to agree with him as well.
Thinking to himself that all the other classrooms and offices would undoubtedly be locked, Chad had an idea and went back to Ms. Firstrom’s. As he gathered another coil of rope and headed back, he was shocked to see that his crazed captive wasn’t in the corner!
To his relief and (impressed shock), however, as Chad rounded the hallway corner in a dead sprint, the sexy scientist had somehow managed to get to her feet and was hopping somewhere in a last-ditch hope of escape. Her tight dress had shuffled in her struggle, and left her pert cheeks framed and exposed within a black g-string for Chad to witness in mounting pressure. He approached her and gazed at the tops of her bouncing breasts while scooping her up once again.
“YOOUMOH PRRRMMPHHHEEETTTHHH!!!”
He held Ms. Firstrom tight and tolerated the spittle on his shirt until he opened the women’s bathroom and set her on her feet, encouraging her to hop inside with a crisp smack on the ass. He helped her down on the tiled floor and fashioned a tight hogtie in only a few minutes.
Hey, rowing teaches you life skills!
Chad needed to leave and fast, due to Milton’s meeting and for his own reasons...
With a few tugs on the knots and buckling the ballgag a notch tighter, Chad looked upon a hogtied and smoking Ms.Firstrom one more time, knowing he’d never see or experience this whole bizarre mess again. “Take care. And try not being such a bitch, eh?” Heading for her office to get her exams and bolt, Chad heard a string of raging gagtalk as the door closed behind him.
“HHHHHOOOOOLLLLLLLMMMMPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
---END

### Re: Hot for Teacher

Post by putasockinit2 » Sat Sep 12, 2015 2:20 pm

Wow this was brilliant tbf, excellent work! Chad sure was a lucky man
'Too many friends and not enough true friends'
The Kanye of tugs
Stuck between wanting to quit and wanting to stay...

### Re: Hot for Teacher

Post by Shanyalovestape » Sun Sep 13, 2015 10:48 pm

Every students dream!
Just your average,bondage-loving asian girl

### Re: Hot for Teacher

Post by Headmistress » Thu Oct 29, 2015 4:08 am

Very good story.