Date: Mon, 09 Nov 2015 14:20:18 +0000
From: "george Robinson (via Google Docs)" <gar7028@gmail.com>
Subject: A Very Compliant Teacher  ch2

A Very Compliant Teacher ch2


John continued to keep Charlie boy naked where and when ever he could and
caused him as much humiliation as possible without actually getting him
into trouble with the law. John developed his sadistic streak bordering on
evil.  He thought nothing of bending Charles over in the rear garden and
ramming the handle of a rake, covered with the dreaded cream, at least 10
inches up his arse and ordering him to run around the garden. always naked
of course.  He would use him for target practise in the rear garden, firing
peanuts from a catapult, his knackers being the prime target. Charles was
always under instruction to stand perfectly still on these occasions. John
got more and more inventive as the days rolled one, finding ways of
physically hurting his victim for his own gratification.  One evening, just
after 11pm, Charles was relaxing with his favorite book, drinking a glass
of wine with his legs curled comfortably under his arse when the front door
opened.  It was John and his appearance took Charles by total surprise as
such a late visit had never occurred before. Normally ,if John wanted
something, he'd text Charles to come to him always naked. "well
cuntface...thought I'd might find you wearing clothes....but no...your a
good little cuntface...naked as the day you were born....Well get on your
fucking feet". Charles complied with the order as he always did.  John
removed his clothes except his boxers and sprawled out on the couch.  "get
me a beer cuntface and then stand right there" pointing to a place about 3
foot from the couch, directly in front of him.  Charles brought the beer
and stood in the designated spot.  " close your fucking eyes cuntface and
don't you dare fucking peek" ..retorted John.  Charles could hear the
ruffle of paper and John slurping his beer, when suddenly and totally out
of the blue, a bolt of electricity shot through Charles body dropping him
like a stone and causing him to shriek with pain.  John had gone into total
hysteria, rolling on the couch, slapping his hands down hard on arm of the
couch and laughing so hard that he was actually crying. This went on for
quite a while until John finally settled down. He wiped the tears from his
eyes and spoke to Charles who was still on the floor recovering from the
shock.  "well cuntface....how'd you like my new toy...yes cuntface you
guested....a cattle prod...you owe me 200 notes...a right little bargain.I
just sent 80 volts straight through your fucking balls...That is the
funniest thing i have ever seen...At the next party we have ...that is
going to be the floor show...over and over again...come close and let me
examine your fucking balls".  Charles struggled to his feet and came real
close to John. "how's your balls feel cuntface...sore i bet... look at
that...it's a burn mark where I made contact with your fucking balls..now
that must sting...but do i gave a fuck....Nooooooo!l...plenty more of that
to come.  Charles was getting seriously worried at the increasingly
sadistic nature of John's new interest, namely causing him pain.  Just how
far would John go.  The thoughts of really unthinkable things rushed back
and forward through Charles's head,...... using a blowtorch to remove his
pubes or equally destructive, using acid.  Charles knew he couldn't do
anything, but he resolved to go to prison before he allowed anything that
would maim him permanently. He would take pain that would subside and
injury marks that would quickly heal, but he had drawn his line, without
telling John of course.

Before John left, still chuckling to himself, he whipped his boxers off and
rammed a very stiff cock down Charles's throat, and fucked it with no
concern if it was hurting his victim or indeed if his victim could actually
breath.  He just kept fucking that mouth as hard as he could until he
exploded an enormous load of spunk directly to Charles gut. He then
withdrew his cock and smeared what was left on his cock head all over
Charles's face with the instruction to wear that spunk at school the next
day.  John told Charles that if any of his students asked what was on his
face he had to say, in a clear loud voice "spunk."  If they persisted in
finding out who's spunk, he was to offer to suck their cocks in exchange
for asking no more questions.  John sent a few text messages, just to be
sure someone asked.  How would cuntface handle such a situation, thought
John. He would just sit back and enjoy the spectacle as in unfolded.
Charles suspected some sort of interference from John would ensue, but he
equally knew he couldn't do anything to avoid it.

Monday morning and Charles set off for school suspecting that at some time
during the day he would suck a teen cock, who knows, it might be more that
one and that thought had invaded his mind all night. When he drifted off to
sleep, he'd dreamt of hundreds of enormous cocks all shooting great ropes
of spunk at him and when this imagery woke him, in his conscious state his
mind created similar pictures.  He arrived at the school car park and panic
was starting to raise it's ugly fucking head. Charles tried to keep himself
busy and to try to take his mind off the nightmare scenario but to no
avail.

The time had arrived for Charles to head for his classroom with a sense of
ever increasing doom. He could feel dozens of eyes staring at him.  Was his
mind playing tricks, had John planned something.  He continued to head for
his classroom in what was now blind panic.

As he approached his classroom a student called over " hi Mr
Garrow...What's that on your face" "pardon" tony replied Charles. "what's
that on your face sir" He walked over to where Tony stood with a mate, and
said in a clear voice, but with a very red face "spunk". " and how come you
got spunk of your face cuntface...that is what John calls you isn't it "
said Tony in a very aggressive tone.  "So you've been talking to John and
you clearly know what comes next Tony"..said Charles.  " So fucking ask me
cuntface retorted Tony. "

do you want a blowjob" said Charles.  " well what you need to fucking say
is...please can I suck your fucking cock because I Love sucking teen cock"
retorted Tony again. " Charles realized what was going on. He was going to
be humiliated by this student. " please can I suck your cock because I love
so long teen cock Tony" he spluttered.  " well cuntface..got got that
wrong....you missed out fucking before cock try again cuntfaace" "please
can I suck your fucking cock because I love sucking teen cock said Charles
..you can do better that" replied Tony."you can suck both our cocks,
gesturing to his mate...and you can do it now right here right now or in
your classroom in front of the whole class.  Charles looked around.  The
corridors were clear, it was very early and he really didn't want to be on
his knees in class sucking dick.  "right here is best" he uttered and
dropped to his knees.  At the same time, Tony was lobbing his enormous cock
out of his pants. He pointed his weapon straight at Charles's mouth pushed
it in all the way which made Charles gag a little. He sucked as hard as he
could. He knew that teenage boys don't take long to spunk up, and he was
right.  In no time at all, spunk was scooted down his throat. Tony
withdrew, spreading his spunk soaked cock over Charles's face and waiting
for his mate to product a cock. This cock was even bigger that Tony's and
shot it's load just as fast and just as far down Charles's throat. " Tony
spoke " John said to tell you to leave spunk on your face...He's not
finished with you yet... just had a really good idea...John could make you
come come to school stark fucking naked...I'll have a word with him about
that.".  Charles shuddered to think of such a scenario and proceeded to his
class. He prayed that having sucked cock, that would be the end of the
torment for today. His mind, which was always doing reality checks was
saying to him...don't be a prick, of course it's not the end for today or
any day. John text Tony IF YOU FANCY GETTING YOUR COCK SUCKED ON A REGULAR
BASIS HERE'S CUNTFACE'S PHONE NUMBER...555707123.  TEXT HIM ANYTIME DAY OR
NIGHT. YOU CAN COME TO HIM OR HE WILL COME TO YOU. THANKS FOR THE
MORNING...YOU CAUGHT HIM RIGHT OF GUARD...I'LL TEXT HIM NOW AND TELL HIM TO
OBEY YOU AT ALL TIMES BUT DON'T DO ANYTHING THAT WILL SPOIL WHAT WE HAVE.
CHEERS M8.  Tony saw John using his phone and moments later Charles's phone
beeped.  Charles read the message and looked directly at Tony with a rather
sad look.  His servitude was getting busier and a great deal worse.
Charles was aware that John and Tony were grinning at one another with a
very content look.  Charles couldn't help wonder if they intended to
involve all the students and resolved to ask John at the first opportunity.
Charles day proceeded with no problems. John and Tony spoke to their
teacher in a respectful way all day and to Charles's amazement, everyone
did exactly what they were told to do.  When school ended for the day, all
the students exited the classroom in their normal fashion.  Charles tidied
up his paperwork and proceeded to walk to his car. He looked left and
right, expecting some youth to suddenly spring out of nowhere and demand a
blowjob there and then but no one appeared. This left Charles happy but
suspicious. He continued to his car. Pressing the remote to unlock the
doors, he opened his door and was just about to get in when John's voice
interrupted his thoughts.  " get fucking naked right now cuntface, get my
cock in your fucking mouth and suck it then you can take me home.  Stay
naked for the rest of the day. Charles removed his clothes as quickly as he
could and dropped to his knees. He was concealed from sight in this
position, so his concern at being discovered was low in his thoughts. He
lowered John's zip and pulled his cock out which was already semi hard.  He
swallowed John's member and sucked as hard as he could knowing that young
teen boys come quickly and the quicker the better as far as he was
concerned. Sure enough, john sent a load straight to his teacher's gut.  "
right cuntface...get me fucking home...and don't forget...naked for the
rest of the day....I've ordered your tea for you...see how thoughtful I
am.....Simon...he's a pizza delivery boy...he'll be fetching you a pizza,
but i've told him that he can get his fucking cock sucked before you
eat...that way you get a starter straight from his cock and it's nice and
warm....I know I've got you spoilt. You will do whatever he tells you to
do...no exceptions....now fuck off and I'll text you when I want to be
picked up....don't keep me fucking waiting...put your foot down..I don't
fucking care if you get stopped for speeding...Hey just had a funny
thought......imagine having to explain to a cop why your fucking
naked...you wouldn't dare tell him about your little plight...about me
...about what you're being made to do....if you did I would deny it and
hand the evidence over.  It was just after 6 when the doorbell chimed
out. "fuck" thought Charles "it's the pizza...oh well ...I don't have a
choice". He opened the door and there stood a very handsome 17/18 year old
kid. Instinctively, Charles glanced down in the direction of this lads
balls. He was wearing summer shorts and they did nothing to hide his
enormous erection.  " Hi " said Charles "come in ..you must be Simon...John
said you'd be bringing my tea" while rubbing the bulge that was his cock
and balls he replied " That's me...had a long chat with John...He filled me
in real good....So from now on ...whenever I can't get a blowjob or my leg
over off my girlfriend, I'll be around here and letting you service my
needs...so to speak...now you can get on your knees right here and suck my
cock like you never sucked a cock before" " what ..here at the open front
door...the neighbours might see" said Charles.  " so fucking what...start
sucking Charlie boy" retorted Simon With that comment in mind, Charles
dropped to his knees, put his mouth around this exceptionally large cock
and sucked as hard and fast as was humanly possible.  The sooner Simon fed
him his load the better. Maybe then he could get the front door shut and
eat a proper meal.  Sure enough, it wasn't long before Simon was grabbing
the back of Charles's hair, pulling his face into his pubes and exploding
an enormous load of very warm spunk into Charles's gut whereby he withdrew
his cock from Charles's mouth, put his member away, gave Charles the pizza
and turned to leave saying " well do cocksucker...you haven't seen the last
of me...get a key cut for this door... text me when you have it". In a
moment Simon was gone.  Charles took his pizza indoors and being extremely
hungry, devoured it.  Charles was just finishing the last slice of pizza
when his phone burst into life. It was a text from John..PICK ME UP
CUNTFACE...YOUV'E GOT 5 MINUTES...NOW FUCKING MOTOR.  Charles dropped
everything, grabbed the car keys and ran to the car with no concern that
there could have been someone out there and questioned the reason of his
nakedness. He jumped into the car and took off as if all hell was pursuing
him. He drove at 95 mph down the high street in his attempt to achieve the
given target.  John was just coming down his garden path when Charles
pulled up.  John tapped on the passenger's window, gesturing for Charles to
get out and come and open the door from the outside.  Charles compiled and
apologized for having to be told. (anything to avoid the cattle prod) "
that's fucking better cuntface...now a nice leisurely drive back to your
place...I'm expecting Tony and a few of his friends so when they arrive, I
what you on your better behaviour...suck them when they want and bend over
when they want to fuck you...do anything you're told without exception. The
night went by and Charles got the job of dropping each lad off at home. He
returned home and noted that he had a text on his phone from John YOU DID
GOOD TONIGHT CUNTFACE.

Next morning, everyone gathered in the school corridors as normal. Some of
the lads were planning to get a blowjob when Charles walked down to his
classroom but he didn't show. When 9am arrived and the school bell
rang. everyone proceeded to there relevant classes.  To John's total
bemusement, Charles was not in his normal place...he was not in school.
John texted WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU CUNTFACE...WHY ARE YOU NOT AT WORK.  No
reply left John's mind wondering what had happened to Charles. Was he
injured had he been arrested for some driving offence, or God forbid, he
was dead.. A thousand scenarios flashed through John's head. He would have
to wait until lunchtime to sort this out.  John spent all of his lunchtime
texting and phoning all of his mates & contacts in a feeble attempt to
trace Charles. He passed the word around all of the school kids to text him
if they saw Charles or his car.  John suddenly realized that he had access
to Charles bank account. He had changed Charles passwords sometime ago and
now the only way Charles could access was by asking John to log in for him
or call at a branch of the bank.  John was soon into the account. John just
stayed at his phone in total disbelief The account information read Balance
= 0.00 ACCOUNT CLOSED.

Still pondering various scenarios, John received a text from a school mate
HIS CAR IS ON THE FORECOURT OF THE FORD DEALERSHIP ON THE HIGH STREET. At
last, John would be able to find out what sort of car Charles had part
exchanged for.  He skipped school that afternoon and rushed down to the
dealership. He made discreet inquiries only to discover that charles had
sold the car to the dealership and left on foot.  Charles had disappeared
off the face of the earth. He had found a way of escaping the clutches of
his blackmailing tormentor.  John knew that. Charles must have been
planning for weeks and had managed to keep his plans totally secret. John
went to Charles house with the intention of taking whatever was valuable
only to find a for sale sign in the garden and a contact name/number of an
acting solicitor.  He tried his key in the door.. The locks had been
changed.  Charles had thought of everything. He was free to make a new life
for himself.  Several months later, John got a text from Charles phone
STARTED MY NEW LIFE...YOU NEED TO SEEK PROFESSIONAL.. HELP WHEN I FINISH
THIS TEXT I SHALL DESTROY THE SIM CARD SO YOU CAN'T CONTACT ME....I AM
THINKING OF WRITING TO THE POLICE OR YOUR PARENTS.  WHAT YOU DID TO ME WAS
EVIL.  That was confirmation that Charles had indeed outfoxed John. . But
life goes on........and it was time for John to lose a lot of sleep.


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