WARNING: This is a FANTASY story. It may contain themes of consensual non-consent, slavery, dominance/submission, and/or extreme pain. Please do not try any of this at home. Do not try ANY fantasy with ANYONE unless you’ve discussed it in detail with them beforehand. Informed consent is fucking mandatory.
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The following day began with me leaving the faculty quarters and entering the academic buildings with a very full bladder. The school bathrooms were only for use by Juniors, Seniors, Faculty, and Staff. Freshmen and Sophomores had to go outside in designed areas, rain or shine. That is, if they could get permission. Many of the crueler employees would just deny them permission until they wet themselves, and then paid them for it. I entered one of the bathrooms (which are gender neutral. In a place like this, why separate bathroom use by gender?) and looked to see which students were on their potty rotation. There was a handsome African American boy, a comelylittle brown haired girl, and… Oh my, it was Seven, the cocky freshman girl from yesterday’s English class.
I walked up to her kneeing form, my boots making a sharp noise on the hard tile surface of the room. She had her hands tied behind her and was wearing a ring gag, as all students on their potty training rotation were required to do. Much of the time, faculty and staff would use the ring gag to make sure the student drank their piss. Normally, I was a fan of seeing how much the freshmen hated the act, but with Seven, I knew I needed to make it more humiliating.
“Well if it isn’t the cocky little bitch from my freshmen English course. On your toilet training rotation I see… Do you enjoy this kind of service?” She wasn’t able to answer auditory, of course, but she nodded her head. I could tell she was only doing it because it was what she was supposed to say though. Her body language practically screamed that she didn’t want to be there. I fished out my cock and aimed it at her. “It’s important that sluts learn that humiliation is a part of life. You will grow to enjoy being used and abused in all kinds of interesting ways.” I started to release my bladder, and the stream hit her in the face. “Don’t shy away from it. Embrace it. It’s your natural state.” I was covering her, as much as I could. I especially wanted to make sure her hair got soaked. “Your parents are paying Very good money to make sure you get trained, and I will make sure they get their money’s worth.” Finally, my stream stopped. I put my soft cock in her mouth and wiped the last few dribbles off on her tongue. “Remember this moment when you start feeling like you’re worthy of respect from anyone else.” She nodded, and her head hung in shame.
As I left the room, I know that the day was off to an amazing start. I passed Dr. Simpson in the hall. She was leading a pack of four sophomores down the hall by leashes. They were on their hands and knees, mouths gagged, and butt plugswith puppy tails shaking behind them as they moved. “Dr. Simpson! Good to see you!”
“You too, Dr. Reynolds! How are things in the English Department?”
We stood in the hallway and chatted about work for a few minutes. At one point, I leaned down to pet a pretty little sophomore girl on the head. “I remember this little girl from last year’s class. She had such an amazing oral sex technique. You could tell she really loved making men cum in her mouth.”
“Yes, and she’s just as good with my cunt. I was just leading them out to potty in the yard out front, but afterwards I may take them back to my office and let them lap at my cunt like good little puppies… Would you like that, puppies?” They all did their best to wag their tails faster. “Good puppies! Well, Dr. Reynolds, I must be off. Have a good day!”
“You too, Dr. Simpson!” I continued my walk to my office. As I passed the secretary’s desk, I noticed my wife sitting there, a senior girl kneeing at her feet, eating her cunt.
“Good Morning, Dr. Reynolds.”
“Good Morning, love. Is our new student assistant performing satisfiedfactorily?”
“Her face is already covered from two orgasms, but I think she can get me to cum at least once more before we stop, unless of course you’d like to use her, Professor.”
“You know I can’t deny you anything, you sexy bitch…” I leaned down to kiss her on the forehead and walked into my office. A few moments after I sat down to work, I heard my wife moan loudly. I guess she had gotten that third orgasm. E-mails and bureaucratic red tape took up the rest of my morning, but soon it was time for lunch. I got up and decided to get my lunch in the cafeteria. I told my wife where I was headed, and walked down the hallway towards the lunch room.
When I arrived, a nice Junior boy on his service rotation asked what kind of seating I’d prefer. I told him I’d prefer face seating, female. He brought me to a bench with a pretty young freshman tied toit, and I dropped my pants and sat on her face. Like a good little girl, she immediately started tongue fucking my asshole. I gave the junior boy my lunch order, and he thanked me and went off to fill it. As I was waiting and enjoying the feeling in my ass, Dr. Simpson came in the room leading the lovely Sophomore puppy I had discussed with her earlier. She caught my eye and I beckoned her over. She chose a bench across the table from me with a freshman boy strapped to it, and her face immediately brightened as his tongue got to work. The puppy obediently sat next to her teacher, and got into perfect “puppy” pose.
“Thank you for the invite Dr. Reynolds. I was hoping to be able to have lunch with someone! I hate eating alone.”
“Do your pretty little puppies not provide enough company?” I joked.
She giggled. “They’re fun, and you know how much I love to train them, but they’re not exactly fun conversationalists.” I grinned.
“How is this class’s training going?”
We talked about our respective classes and how we saw our students either excelling or needing more forceful instruction for a while. We ate our food and enjoyed our seating. When we were done eating, Dr. Simpson glanced down and saw that my cock had hardened significantly over the course of the meal. “Would you like to use my puppy’s mouth? I know how much you enjoy her, and she’s not in Any of your classes this semester, I know.”
“That would be lovedly, actually.”
She reached over and removed the puppy gag from the Sophomore’s face, slapped her on the ass, and said “You’re still a puppy. No talking. Go over and please that teacher with your mouth, and don’t embarrass me.” The puppy gave an affordable yip! and crawled to my side of the table and took my cock in her mouth. There are few pleasures as enjoyable as one mouth in your ass and another mouth on your cock, especially when they’re both experienced. I was rocking my hips in no time, and I noticed Dr. Simpson doing the same on that poor boy’s face. She was really grinding into him as she watched me enjoy her student.
The puppy’s mouth was just as amazing as I had remembered. She had amazing technique, but even more importantly, she had an enthusiasm that made you really believe that your cock was the most important thing in the world to her, and that your cum was all she wanted or needed in her life. After only a few minutes, I was close to orgasm. What really tipped me over the edge was hearing Dr. Simpson finally cum all over that poor boy’s face. Glancing at them, I honestly hoped he didn’t pass out from lack of oxygen.
My balls tightened as I grabbed the puppy by the hair and pushed her face all the way down on my cock and shot my load of cum right into her throat. It was a big one, but she was experienced and was able to not choke or spill any of it. I held her there on my cock for a few seconds after my orgasm died away, and she knew better than to struggle, even if she was unable to breathe. The girl I was sitting on also know that she wasn’t allowed to stop her ministers.
Finally, I was sated, and I let the puppy go free. She gave my balls one last loving lick, and then crawled over to Dr. Simpson and resumed her proper position. As Dr. Simpson re-attached the gag, she said “Lunches with my colleagues are always the best, but I have to go. I have class in twenty minutes.”
“So do I” I said. “Anal training for the freshmen.”
“That sounds fun! If you have Eleven in your anal rotation, be a little mean to her today. She was disrespectful in my class yesterday, and while I punished her, these little cunts can never have enough discipline, can they?”
“No, they can’t, and I promise I will. She is in that rotation right now, and I’ll make sure she understands what disrespect to faculty means. Thank you for the use of your puppy. She’s just as amazing as I remember.”
She grinned and we both left the cafeteria. I made my way to theanal training room, where my current rotation of freshmen students was kneeling and waiting for me. As the rotations are only a few weeks to a month long, the group sizes are much smaller than the academic classes. This particular rotation only had three students in it. Five (from yesterday’s English class), Six (a tall blond boy with long hair) and Eleven (a tiny little thing of Indian descent). The room was sound proof, as freshmen often made inappropriate noises as they were forced to stretch their ass painfully. It also had a variety of benches, tables, restraints, toys of all sizes, and of course a large lubricant dispenser.
“Six! Where did we leave off last week?”
Six answered without looking up. “We talked about the usefulness of the human asshole, methods of stretching, and types of lubricant, Master.”
“And did you all do your homework?” All three indicated in the affordable. My students were required to wear large plugs while they slept during my rotation,and the size increased every few days. I looked at Eleven and remembered Dr. Simpson’s request. “Let’s check to see, shall we? Eleven, hands and knees in front of me, facing away.” She immediately compiled. It took out a toy slightly larger than the plugs they were wearing at night, and applied just the slightest bit of lube to the tip. From where they were kneeing, Five and Six could see how much lube I applied, but Eleven could not. I knelt behind her and asked if she felt comfortable with her plug at night.
“Master, it’s very large and I’m very small… It hurts as I insert it, but the pain goes away after an hour or two.”
“Well, you know what that means, right fucktoy?”
“Master, it means I need to train myself more to be useful and obedient.”
“That’s right. So let’s see how well you take this toy, shall we?” I put the tip through the anal opening of her chatity belt and began pushing it into her tight little ass. She tightened her entire body. “Remember what we talked about last time, about relaxing? If you tighten up, that just makes it more difficult for everyone.”
“Yes, Master.” I could tell she tried to relax, but the large size of the toy and the lack of adequate luxury made it painful. I slowly worked it into her, and at some point, I heard her start weeping quietly. Some teachers punished their students for crying during training, but personally I kind of liked it, so I let her continue.
When I finally got the entire thing inside her, I started slowly fucking it in and out of her. “Her asshole needs to learn to not only accept stretching and pain, but to embrace it. That applies to you two as well.” Five and Six nodded from their kneeing position.
Her asshole was finally starting to stretch around the invader inside her. Her crying continued, but I didn’t change the slow and gentle pace of the toy.
“Ok you two, as I do this, go knee in front of those dildo benches. Size two.” They rose, walked to one side of the room and knelt in front of a benchmark with a series of dildos stick up out of the wood at about three foot intervals. These weren’t the smallest size in the room, but they were smaller than the plugs they were wearing at night. When they were in proper position, kneeing in front of their benchmark, I began.
“Lubrication is a necessary thing for anal beginners. As you grew more experienced, you will need less and less. Situations may arise, however, where you need to take something in your ass and you have no commercial lubricant available. In those cases, there is an easy source of acceptable, although not perfect, lubricant. Can either of you tell me what I’m referring to?”
Five spoke up “Master, our saliva can act as a substitute lubricant.”
“Very good, Five. Now both of you start slobbering all over those dildos on the benchmark in front of you. You have two minutes to apply all the lube you can, but when the time is up, you will stand up, turn around, and lower yourself onto that bench. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Master” came the reply, in unison.
“Good. You may begin.” They leaned forward and started drooling and sucking the dildos, just as they had been trained in their beginning oral sex class at orientation. I walked around to the front of Eleven, still on her knees and full of the giant toy. “You need to learn the same lesson, Eleven. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Master” she was able to get out between sobs. I fished my cock out of my pants and put it in her mouth, slowly rocking back and forth and allowing her to drool on my cock. The two minutes flew by, and my cock was hard, but honestly, I was surprised at how little saliva she had managed to apply to my cock in that time. Oh well, it was her problem, not mine. Pain could be a very Effective teacher.
“Time’s up, cunts.” Both Five and Six stood, turned around, reached back to spread their ass cheats, and sank down onto the dildo they had been working on. Both weree able to slide right down and sit with their ass on the benchmark in no time. Good, at least they had obviously been keeping up with their proper training. “Good job, now slowly allow yourself to become comfortable. Fuck it a little if you need to. Embrace the feeling of being full. Accept that this is an important way to be useful to others, and it is your purpose to be available to them like This.”
They closed their eyes and I could tell they were concentrating on the feeling of stretching and accepting the invasion of their most sensitive holes. I removed my cock from Eleven’s mouth and walked around behind her. I removed the toy from her ass, and slide my cock past the chatity belt and into her ass to replace it. Her cries continued, but I didn’t care. I was able to use the belt as a handle and started fucking her asshole roughly. There’s nothing quite like the feel of using a little slut’s ass for your pleasure. The metal of the belt hurt a bit as I slammed into her and I contemplated using my key to remove it, but decided I was having too much fun to stop.
I had already cum less than an hour before, so I knew I would be able to last a while. I watched Five and Six. The spit that had allowed them to get the plastic into their ass had begun to dry, so sitting on the benchmark was becoming a little more painful, but they were obeying me and doing an admirable job relaxing and accepting their role Along with the pain.
“Do you enjoy this, Eleven?”
“Yes (sniffle) Yes, Master. Thank you for teaching me to be a good anal fucktoy.”
“Dr. Simpson told me that you misbehaved in her class yesterday, so she asked me to help you understand why that’s unacceptable here at St. Andrews.”
“Yes, Master. Thank you for helping to teach me. I apologize for my misbehavior and (sob) and I promise it won’t happen again!”
“Good cunt. Remember this lesson. Or don’t. I may enjoy teaching you again.”
“Yes, Master.”
Another ten minutes went by,and the class period was near its end. Five and Six were grimacing as the now completely dry dildo still filled them, but they didn’t stand or complain. Eleven had finally stopped crying, but her face was covered in tears and snot. That gave me an idea.
I pulled my cock out of her ass, walked around in front of her, and stroked my cock. I grabbed her by the hair and forced her to have her face inches from the tip of my cock as I masturbated. “Look at me, cunt.” Her eyes rose and met mine. I looked deep into her eyes and smiled as I finally came. It wasn’t as big a load as I normally shot, as it was my second of the day, but I did a decent job of covering her already disgusting face with even more fluids.
“Five, Six, good job today. You may leave. Remember to use your plug every night, and the size Increases tomorrow night.”
“Yes, Master” they said in unison as they rose and left the room.
“Eleven, you’re in serious danger of failing this class. You don’t want that, do you?”
“Of course not Master. I am here to learn to please others and I need to pass my classes to be a good fucktoy.”
I told. “Ok. An extra two hours of plug time every afternoon. Let’s see if that helps. In the meantime, you are not to clean your face until another teacher tells you to. I certainly won’t, but maybe sometimes in the next few hours one of the more gentle faculty will take goal on you.”
“Thank you, Master. I’m glad everyone will be able to see me like this.”
“Good cunt. Now get out of here. And next week, you better be more prepared.”
As she left, I looked forward to the next time she was here and testing her to see if she had progressed any. Maybe I would make a special trip to her dorm room a couple night from now, as was my right as a faculty member. I hoped for her sake that she would be ready.
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