The Perfect Teacher Chapter 3
“Who is this?” The voice on the other side of the phone line sounded clearly impatient.
“Ehm, it’s me, Mr. Taylor,” I replied awkwardly.
“Tony,” she laughed. “You should start with an introduction; they didn’t teach you that?”
“I’m sorry, Alex,” I apologized quickly; this whole thing was making me uncomfortable.
“Don’t worry about that, Tony. So, to what do I owe the pleasure of hearing your voice?”
“I know it’s winter break, but I was wondering if I could see you about something?” I asked timidly.
“See me? That’s interesting, what could you possibly want from me?” I could hear a hint of amusement in her voice.
“I would rather not discuss that over the phone.”
“Well, that’s really bad for you. Either you tell me what you would like to do, or I am ending this call right now.”
“Don’t, please!” I almost shouted as the thought terrified me. “I would really like it if you would let me kiss your ass,” I blurted out my desire before I could reconsider.
“Very good. I’ll text you the address. Be here in two hours.”
My breathing was rapid and my knees kept shaking with both anxiety and excitement. I’ve been mentally preparing for hours and now that this call was over, I was overwhelmed by mixed feelings. I felt this irresistible pull to see Alex, but at the same time this request felt so inappropriate that I was ashamed to even think about it, much less ask her in the first place. It was harder and harder to resist the craving though, and I called her, half hoping that she would shut me down and this silly thing would be over. All this felt like a dream and one firm ‘NO’ would be my reality check, but she sent me her address, and now I had to see her.
The address was relatively close and two hours were more than enough time to get ready and walk there. Actually, it was a little too much time and I needed to stifle my anxiety and excitement at least a little, so I decided to do a short workout. I started with push-ups, proceeded to the pull-up bar, weighted squats and some arm curls for good measure. It wasn’t any kind of structured training; I just did whatever to the time and let go off steam as it helped me the time. I would hit the gym properly the next day, because it was important to stay in shape. Then I took a shower, and I checked myself out in front of a mirror—it always felt good to look at my muscles after a workout. I struck a couple of poses, flexed my biceps and patted my firm six-pack. Not bad. It helped me to forget my insecurities, but by the time I got dressed and walked out of my apartment, I was nervous again.
There were these alien thoughts in my head and I couldn’t really shake them. And these weird dreamlike memories of me kneeling in front of Alexis Blackwood and masturbating for her enjoyment. These images were so real that I sometimes thought they were real memories, but I couldn’t really do something like that in the presence of my student, could I? And my weird request? Sometimes I could almost the taste of her skin on my lips, but that also had to be a dream, I was sure of that. Only a couple of days went by since I last saw her, but since that day, I kept thinking about her even more than before. There was just something about Alex that made our relationship different, but I couldn’t put my finger on what it was exactly. I knew I thought of her as a trusted friend and that just made my request feel even weirder.
I briefly considered turning back at the last moment, but I realized that the address I was walking to was this luxury house with spacious garden and a giant pool. This close to the city center it had to cost a fortune and although the nameplate on the doorbell said something else before, it was now replaced by a cheap plastic with ‘Ms. Blackwood’ inscribed on it. It didn’t look like a prank though, more like someone didn’t bother with replacing the original nameplate and just made this temporary solution maybe a few weeks ago—it was already slightly dirty from the weather. This all stirred my interest, distracting me from my fears, and I rang the doorbell.
“Come in, I’ll leave the front door open for you,” a familiar voice welcomed me through the intercom and then a small gate unlocked with a click.
An elegant walkway led me to the house through the garden with topiary bushes and intricate stone sculptures. When I walked through the front door, I immediately felt under-dressed in my jeans and tightly fitting t-shirt, but it was already too late to go back and change. This was already shaping to be a way weirder experience than I expected and the tiled lobby left me speechless for a few seconds. Somehow this house looked even more expensive from the inside and even the giant crystal chandelier somehow fitted in. I’ve been to expensive hotel lobbies that looked way worse than this place.
“You found your way in, Tony.”
I turned toward the voice and realized Alex was coming down the stairs. She wore just a tight-fitting black spaghetti strap tank top and a pair of matching dark lace Brazilian panties. Her toenails and fingernails were also painted black, but I didn’t linger on them for too long and tried to look her in the eye, which wasn’t easy at all, because she looked incredible. An amused smile appeared on her face as she came closer and embraced me in a tight hug, which I reluctantly returned, suddenly realizing how little fabric separated us in that moment.
“You feel nice and tight; did you work out for me today?” She pulled back.
“I did a little. Not for you, though. I mean...” I mumbled awkwardly. “This was probably a bad idea. It all feels wrong. I should go now,” I shook my head, because I shouldn’t really be here. I was her teacher and meeting like this...
“Wow, you must really have strong principles, Tony. But I am your friend, don’t you forget about that,” she reached up to her neck and when I followed the movement, my attention was brought to her pendant.
“What?” I asked awkwardly.
“I am your friend and you want to hear my advice, Tony,” she swung her pendant from left to right. “In fact, you won’t even be able to leave before you get my advice, you are helpless without it.”
A wave of dizziness washed over me and I had to lean against the wall. I was determined to leave just a second ago, but I realized that was the wrong choice. This thing that bothered me—I needed to talk about it with a friend and Alex was right here. Granted she was the main source of my uneasiness but at the same time I really wanted to get her opinions on this topic. The thought of leaving right now felt exhausting, almost impossible.
“What were you saying?” She asked me curiously.
“I’m sorry, Alex,” I rubbed my forehead. “I’m just feeling really weird today and I could maybe use your advice on something?”
“Sure, Tony, what are friends for?” She smiled and motioned me to follow her up the stairs.
I got only a couple of steps up, when I realized that her ass was just in front of me. She was going up slowly for some reason and I had to match her speed. And while I did, my eyes immediately locked on ass cheeks swaying in front of me. After all the unpleasant sensations just a minute ago, I couldn’t stop myself from staring and my mouth started watering. I really wanted to kiss that pretty little butt of hers even though I knew it was wrong. Those Brazilian panties revealed just enough to make me want to see more and I didn’t even realize we reached top of the staircase before Alex’s voice snapped me out of my trance.
“See anything you like, Tony?” She was looking over her shoulder with a smile.
“I’m sorry, Alex,” I apologized again, feeling my cheeks getting red with the heat of embarrassment.
“For what? You asked me if I would let you kiss my ass,” she laughed. “I would be surprised if you wouldn’t want to sneak a peek.”
“I did that, yeah. But...” I trailed off, not sure what I could even say to my own defense.
It was like there were two parts of me struggling for control. The one that knew this all felt weird and I shouldn’t ever get this close to my student and certainly not in this state of undress. The other part just wanted to watch and enjoy the pretty girl doing a show for me. I always liked to look at young girls, right? And there was just something special about Alexis and her ass. Just being this close to her made me nervous and excited. I was stuck and couldn’t decide on what the proper course of action really was, but I knew that if someone would give me good advice, it was Alex.
“You think that looking at my ass is wrong, but you still can’t keep yourself from doing it, right?” She asked me provocatively.
“Yeah,” I nodded, my eyes went down to her ass automatically, before I reminded myself to look back up and meet her gaze.
“And I bet you did think that calling me was a bad idea, but you couldn’t resist doing that either.”
“How did you know that?” I watched her with surprise as it seemed she got a perfect read of my actions.
She just smiled and walked away without answering my question. I didn’t stay too far behind. We entered a luxurious room with a giant bed covered with white pillows and Alex sunk into them with visible enjoyment. There were also leather chairs here, makeup table and huge wardrobe. Everything was made from dark wood and was obviously custom work. I was again baffled by the display of wealth.
“Are your parents rich or something?” I asked curiously.
“Why?” Alex raised her eyebrow and reached for a martini glass that was waiting for her on the bedside table.
“This house had to cost a fortune, it is amazing,” I shared my thoughts.
“I guess,” she wiggled herself and settled in the pillows. “But no, this has nothing to do with my parents. This house belongs to Mike. We met some time ago, talked, and after that, he decided that it is fine for me to live here. He uses his other apartment now.”
I was staring at her for a couple of seconds before her words fully ed with my brain. Someone just letting her live in a house like this unconditionally just seemed like an unbelievable story and if it were someone else, I would assume they weren’t honest, but when it came to Alexis, I was inclined to believe her. Though it still racked my brain—when did I decide this girl was so trustworthy? There was again this weird disconnect between my feelings and experiences with her, that I couldn’t quite explain. I frowned as I tried to focus on my doubts. Alex was relaxing in front of me, and it would be too easy to just enjoy the look of her slim body in that tank top and panties, but I forced myself to voice my doubts.
“Some millionaire let you use his house just like that? It seems weird, almost like a made-up story,” I expressed my skepticism.
“But it is true, Tony. He was cautious at first, but he soon discovered that I could be pretty convincing, just as you are about to. Look at my amulet, Tony.”
She again brought my attention to the Witch’s knot she wore around her neck and my eyes were immediately drawn to the swinging pendant.
“You might be smart and a reasonable person in your normal life, but when it comes to me, your critical thinking just shuts off. When I tell you something, you won’t have a reason to doubt my words at all. In fact, you won’t even be able to doubt them. My voice has this unique quality, this weight that makes your brain prone to just agreeing with everything I say. You can feel it happening right now as you keep watching my amulet and listening to my words. You are unable to be suspicious; you are unable to express any disbelief. When I talk, you just take my words at face value and if for some reason they clash with your beliefs, you will sooner have doubts about those than whatever I am saying to you.”
Hearing something like that sounded incredibly threatening. Alexis telling me that I would trust anything she told me was like something from a horror story. Her pendant was swinging back and forth and I realized that her words were indeed very convincing and I believed that she was telling me the truth.
“Keep watching my amulet and feel your mind accepting this. You can’t do anything else than trust my words. You are losing your ability to doubt me and instead, you are becoming a trusting and compliant subject. You think of me as a friend, a friend you believe in unconditionally. Your mind doesn’t want to put up any opposition to my words, it is much easier for you to comply.”
There was this weird pressure between my eyes but then it all faded out and I had to blink a couple of times before realizing that I was still in the luxurious room with Alexis. I couldn’t put my finger on what caused these weird episodes of confusion and dizziness, but I was glad I didn’t faint. I did feel rude though, because I couldn’t recall what we were talking about.
“I’m sorry, Alex. What were you saying?” I apologized when I realized I was completely clueless.
“I was telling you that Mike couldn’t resist my charm. People like me, just the way you warmed up to me. Even that old fart professor Davis, who hated me at first, finally accepted me. Would you believe me if I told you I am his favorite student now?”
She took a sip of her drink and raised her eyebrow. I tried to think back to my conversation with the old professor and I seemed to recall he wasn’t a big fan of her. I wanted to voice my concern, but the words died out on my lips. No, that just couldn’t be right—I was looking at Alexis and my thoughts were flowing in a weird way. Instead of voicing a concern about her words, I was beginning to doubt my interpretation of things. She was too sure of her statement and it had to be me, who was wrong. I couldn’t imagine arguing against her words. It just didn’t seem right.
“Yeah, I’d believe that,” I replied finally.
“Very good, we are finally getting somewhere,” she nodded.
“What do you mean by that?” I frowned again.
“I can make you do stuff when I’m up close, but it tends to wear out if I don’t properly anchor it, especially with someone as stubborn as you.”
“What do you mean when you say ‘you can make me do stuff’?” I asked uncertainly.
“Well, it’s exactly as I’ve said,” she shrugged, waved her hand around her pendant, said a couple of words and after that I went to find a kitchen.
“Here you are, Alex,” I handed her a new drink after I got back. “I made it just the way you like it.”
“See, Tony? I can order you around and you will do stuff for me, but if I don’t reinforce it properly, it would go away eventually and we can’t have that. I was curious about you since the first time they told me about you. They were all saying, that you are this perfect teacher. Young, dedicated, smart, ive and on top of it all, you have this firm, perfectly toned body. It all just seemed too good to be true and I assumed you use your looks to hook up with your students. Imagine my surprise when I realized that it was all true. I just had to see for myself. I almost got bored by you, but when you tried to fail me for cheating, that’s when I decided to have some fun with you. Well, maybe others will have fun too.”
“What are you talking about?” I raised my voice. This all sounded threatening and I took a step back from her bed.
“Don’t be a baby, Tony. It’s too late to do anything about it. You might be alarmed by the things I said, but that doesn’t matter. You’ll still consider me your friend and it was you who wanted my advice and you can’t leave without getting it,” she smirked.
“But you said you would make me do stuff,” I objected desperately, but stopped in my tracks. I really needed her advice.
“Yes. Make you do stuff and change you, but let me ease your mind. All of that is for your benefit, your life will be better,” she shrugged.
“How would changing me work for my benefit?” I raised my voice in alarm.
“That’s enough, calm down, Tony. I am your friend and I am doing all this to help you. You do trust me, right?” She cut me off.
“I...” My agitation was slowly subsiding. “Of course I trust you, Alex,” I nodded.
“And because of that, you’ll also believe these changes are for your benefit. You’ll stop being worried about them, you’ll not resist them and you will even welcome them. I wouldn’t do anything to hurt you, right?”
I wanted to disagree, but when I tried to voice my fears, nothing came out. I just couldn’t make myself believe that Alexis would do something bad to me and even though it seemed like it just a moment ago, that idea was fading from my mind, until I ended up confused why I was trying to clash with her in a first place. She just waited with an expression of anticipation on her face.
“No, you wouldn’t do anything to hurt me, Alex,” I replied finally, with a feeling that I just lost some invisible struggle.
“See? It’s just like that, I need to link one thing to another and you will lose the ability and interest to resist. And that is what you want.”
“What I want?” I was again having trouble following her words.
“Yes. You are struggling, you are conflicted about things that you really want, and you feel guilty about them. When I’m finished with you, all those worries will just vanish. But you have already done enough for today and it is time for your reward.”
I held my breath in expectation and I immediately lost interest in her words. She was again playing with her pendant and I couldn’t help myself but to stare at the thing.
“In a minute, you will get the thing you desired these past few days. You will get to kiss my beautiful, firm ass and you will enjoy every moment of it. You will let yourself forget about the shame, worries and thoughts of all this being inappropriate. You will just think about one thing—when the perfect teacher obeys, he gets his reward and there is nothing more important than getting your reward.”
Alex rolled over in front of me and her perfect ass was on full display. I wasn’t even able to tell what distracted me from it, but now her behind had my full attention.
“Go ahead, Tony. You were a good boy today; you can crawl here to me and kiss my ass. That is what you want, right?”
Her question didn’t even warrant an answer and I dropped on my knees and crawled to her bed. She was positioned just right, so I could reach her down from the floor and I didn’t hesitate. Getting to taste her skin again felt like the best thing ever and I was soon kissing and licking every available part of her beautiful ass. I still couldn’t say if the first time was a dream or not, but now it was real and I didn’t want to waste any second of this opportunity. It felt so good that I couldn’t prevent myself from moaning in pleasure.
“That’s right, Tony, just give into your craving. A month ago, you wouldn’t even think that kissing someone’s ass could be such a turn on and now you can’t help yourself. This is how good you will feel when you stop thinking about morality. This is how great it will be every time when you decide to forget about those stupid convictions of yours.”
I was barely even aware of her words because I kept focusing only on one thing and that was her beautiful behind. She was right though—I never expected something like this being sexy, but once she allowed me to do it, I couldn’t stop myself from kissing that pale, firm skin of her ass cheeks.
“You can play with yourself, if you want, provided you don’t stop worshiping my ass. I want you to enjoy each second of this and forget about everything else.”
My cock was out almost before she finished with that sentence and I was stroking in the same rhythm my tongue moved over her butt. Lick and stroke, lick and stroke, like some kind of ritual that was making me more and more aroused.
“Just like that. Kissing my ass makes you happy, forgetting about everything else makes you content, obeying my instructions makes you aroused. When you come, all this will link together inside your mind and then we’ll do it again and again, until there is no resistance in that pretty little head of yours. Now be a perfect teacher and come for my pretty little ass.”
It worked like a magic spell and my body twisted in a pleasurable sensation of orgasm, while my face was nuzzled in my students pretty little ass. I kept moaning and grunting, but I still didn’t stop licking and kissing her behind.
And that was basically my winter break. I went to the gym, then called Alexis and after she invited me over, I spent most of the time on my knees, worshiping her behind. Each time it was easier to ask and after every evening, I felt better about the things she made me do. I got comfortable with her state of undress and soon she also made me walk around naked and posing for her pleasure. It all seemed surreal in the beginning but the more I listened to her, the more it all made sense. I used to be too hung up on these weird principles and I needed to focus more on my pleasure. And I found that pleasure in doing what I was told.
Epilogue
When I got back to school after the winter break, everything seemed different. I ed doing a lot of preparations in the past, but now it hardly seemed important. I could just memorize and repeat same lectures again and again without any need for updates after all. This also gave me much more time to just walk around school and look at the pretty young students that were roaming through the halls. It wasn’t that enjoyable with this cold weather, but I knew once spring got around, they would start dressing in more revealing outfits and I would be treated to a very nice show. I felt a little echo of shame with that thought, but it faded almost immediately. I’ve already come to with who I was. I loved watching those girls and it was easy to enjoy the way they looked and dressed. And it wasn’t like they didn’t get anything out of it—pretty girls were guaranteed to get good grades from me and I also knew that I needed to please them in return.
“Good afternoon, Sir. I hope I’m not bothering you.”
The appearance of Sylvia in my office was certainly a surprise. I haven’t seen her since the exam and that went incredibly awkwardly for her. I ed having some conflicting feelings about the examination, but it didn’t matter now. There was also something different about the girl. I didn’t her ever wearing a dress and she had one now. It was a black wrap dress that went just a little below her knees and was actually ill-suited for this weather. She had to be cold in that thing, but I had to it it actually looked quite good on her. There was just something in her expression that made me pause for a second. I’ve never seen her this confident.
“No, it’s perfectly fine, Sylvia. Is there anything I can do for you?” I smiled at her and didn’t even bother to cover the fact that I was checking out her figure.
“Alex says hi,” she smiled back at me. “We had a little talk and she assured me that you would be able to help me with something.”
“Sure, I’m always here to help my students,” I nodded.
“That’s good to hear. So, you don’t mind being a perfect teacher and doing everything I tell you to?” She tilted her head.
“Of course, Sylvia. Just tell me what to do,” I nodded docilely, suddenly being filled with a need to fulfill her every wish.
“I used to be nervous around you,” she smiled and locked the door. “You were always this amazing, good-looking guy that seemed to be flawless. Then Alex told me something that I couldn’t believe at first. But when I saw your behavior during the exam, I realized she was telling me the truth. And then she said that it would get even better, I only needed to wait a little more.”
“What are you doing?” I frowned at the locked door.
“Stop worrying about it. Be a perfect teacher and focus only on me,” she said firmly, in a tone I would’ve never expected from her.
“Of course, Sylvia, I am sorry,” I nodded and looked at her, immediately forgetting about the door.
“I still can’t believe it,” she shook her head. “Now be a perfect teacher, come here and strip for me.”
I got up, stepped around the table and took my clothes off. I kept my eyes on Sylvia the entire time. It was my duty to focus on her and it was my duty to obey her wishes. This might’ve felt weird a few weeks ago, but now I just needed to do what I was told. My boxer shorts were the last thing to go and I was standing in my office at attention and completely naked.
“Amazing,” she stepped closer and put her palm on my chest, tracing her nails slowly around my toned muscles. “You really can’t help yourself but do whatever I tell you. Now be a perfect teacher and beg me to give you orders.”
“Would you please order me around, Sylvia?” I pleaded immediately.
“Again!” She raised her voice.
“Would you please give me orders, Sylvia? I’ll do anything for you,” I whimpered, in an effort to please her.
“That’s just too good to be true,” she laughed loudly, then went to my table and unwrapped her dress.
I almost had a stroke when I realized that she was entirely naked under it. Only thing that disrupted the uniformity of the naked skin was a small patch of pubic hair between her legs. I swallowed as she sat on my desk and spread her legs wide, which sent a wave of arousal through my entire body.
“I’m going to fulfill my dreams today and you will help me,” she gestured with her finger. “Now be a perfect teacher and eat my pussy.”
There was a split second where her words stirred something deep in my mind. This girl just made me strip in my own office and now she ordered me to eat her pussy. Was there something to be concerned about? The question immediately faded into background. Of course there wasn’t. This was my purpose—to obey and serve my students.
I went down on my knees and she forced my head into her crotch before I could do anything else. Sylvia was already wet and her taste was strong and musky, but not unpleasant. I used to do this for my girlfriend often and I wanted to start with some soft licks and kisses, but Sylvia apparently wasn’t in a mood for something like that. She held my head with both hands and pushed me forcefully so my lips and tongue were buried deep in her pussy and I was almost choking. Then she rode my face like some kind of a sex toy. I did my best to please her and in minutes, she was screaming in ecstasy, while her juices kept flowing everywhere around my face. Only then she let go of my head and I was able to get a breath of fresh air, while she still basked in the afterglow of her orgasm.
“Damn, I will get used to this. I always imagined doing this in a soft, romantic way, but just using you feels much better,” she stated with a happy smile.
“Using me?” I frowned, because that expression felt degrading.
“Exactly, using you as a toy or a slave. I like that very much,” she patted my head patronizingly. “Now I want you to grab my hips with those big, strong hands of yours and put that cock in my pussy. You will fuck me now and while you do that, you will realize that despite all of your muscles, status and age, it is me who is in charge. You just can’t help yourself and you obey my every order and that thought makes you happy and horny. Now be a perfect teacher for me and fuck my pussy.”
I stood up, grabbed my hard cock and slid the tip inside her wet, aroused pussy. She moaned with pleasure and I almost did the same. Sylvia was lying on my table and while I was on top of her, we both knew who was in charge. I slid deeper, grabbed her slim waist and only then I realized how skinny the girl really was. One firm squeeze and I could snap her in half, but I wasn’t able to do anything she didn’t allow me. I moved my hips and with every thrust I got more and more aroused. Although I held her hips firmly and it was me who controlled the rhythm, I was well aware that she was in charge of my every action and the knowledge was making me even more aroused.
My eyes were going over her slim body, small breasts and I was watching her pussy lips spreading to let my hard cock inside, while thinking about the way she ordered me around. I couldn’t help myself but get hornier with every second. It wasn’t just the sex, but also the thoughts of being dominated. The way she called me a toy and a slave ignited something in my mind. I picked up the pace and screams of pleasure filled my office, just before I collapsed on the table, next to Sylvia. Only then I realized that I desired to do this again and again.
I loved to be a perfect teacher for my students.