Chapter #4She rapes you by: Unknown Ms. Martinez grinned wickedly as she belted on a network of black straps and hoops. In no time at all, James' Spanish teacher was wearing a thin, four-inch strap-on cock.
"It is no big," she said. "I don't want to break you yet..."
His protests fall on deaf ears as she pours Astroglide all over the fake dick. Then using her finger she smears some over his ass.
"You should relax chico. It no hurt so much then."
His legs were tied down to the bed, and spread far apart. Ms. Martinez knelt in front of him, groped him into position and slowly thrust the strap-on into him. The pain was immense, despite the lube. It felt like he were tearing up from the inside. She was slow at first, but soon was rocking back and forth, raping him at a medium pace while grasping his dick. He was screaming for her to stop, but Ms. Martinez clamped a hand over his mouth and fucked harder until her back arched in pleasure and she orgasmed.
However one wasn't enough for the voracious Latino, and soon she was thrusting into him again.
"Ms!" he panted. "Please, stop!"
She shook her head, which was beaded with sweat. "No. You want higher than a B in class? Then you tell me to stop in Spanish! I keep fucking until you do!"
He racked his brain, but the words just don't come quick enough. Ms. Martinez was approaching a noisy climax, and the bonds cut into his wrists. And the constant thrusting of her strap-on didn't help either.
She climaxed again, screaming out in passion and giving a few seconds to recuperate. But in no time she was at it again.
He closed his eyes and concentrated, trying to remember all the language classes he daydreamed through, desperately trying to think up the words that would make this bitch...
" Deternelo! Basta! Basta!"
She stopped thrusting and smiled at him.
"Muy bien" She said as she kissed the top of his head. "We do this again soon, it's like I tutor you."
She pulled out, removed the strap-on and untied his restraints. As she was leaving the room, she turned and spoke over her shoulder.
"Take shower, then go home. I see you tomorrow."
****
Sure enough, James had class with Ms. Martinez the next day and he tried to pay rapt attention despite the pain in his ass and the constant smug looks his teacher was giving. At the end of the lesson, she called him over.
"At end of school, you will see me in my office for remedial lessons. If you don't come, you will be in serious trouble. AND you fail the class."
James nodded, and left as quickly as he could.
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