**The following story is for ADULTS ONLY. Please do not read on if you are not 18 or older.**
**All characters are 18+**
# The Teacher’s Sub
Madison James was exceptionally beautiful. I could stare at the pretty teenager all day and never get bored. There was just something about her that lured you in. Actually, it wasn’t something. It was everything. It was her wavy, golden-brown hair that flowed down to her perky young breasts. It was her sun kissed skin, tanned to perfection, as smooth as marble. It was her freckles, spread evenly across her dimpled cheeks underneath her eyes. Those eyes. Oh, god, those eyes. Those enchanting, brown orbs of heaven. It was impossible to not get lost in them. If I’ve done even a half-decent job at describing Madison, then you’re already watering at the mouth.
Of course, it helped that she was exactly my type. Petite, perky, and utterly adorable. I’ve always had a large stature, but I especially towered over little Madison and I loved it.
Now like I said, I could stare at this girl all day. And if it hadn’t been for the rest of my English pupils staring at me, I would have. But as I watched Maddie gaze out of the class window, idly twirling her luscious hair in her finger, I could feel her classmate’s eyes all resting on me.
“Miss James.” I said firmly.
Some of the class turned and looked back at Maddie, who was still blissfully looking on outside.
“Miss. James.” I repeated, raising my voice and causing the entire class to look in Maddie’s direction.
Yet she continued to play with her hair, her eyes fixed on the class windows, not a care in the world.
“MADISON!” I roared.
Even students who had been paying attention nearly jumped out of their seats. Maddie, however, calmly turned her head to meet my gaze. “Yes miss?” She asked nonchalantly.
“Have you been paying ANY attention today?” I asked, using the sternest voice I could muster without actually shouting.
Madison stopped playing with her hair. “Oh …. not really.” She replied cooly.
Some of her friends nearby snickered whilst others looked concerned. This had become a weekly habit for miss James and I. Every Friday, final period, in my class, she would somehow, find a way to push my buttons, and it would always result in me losing my temper and giving her detention. What can I say? I just really, really, don’t like brats. Actually, that’s not true. In many ways, I love brats. But they need to be punished.
“Well maybe if you actually put it in an ounce of effort, your grades would get better. Yet somehow, despite my countless attempts, you-”
“Yeah, yeah. I blow all my chances.” Maddie sighed, rolling her eyes as she cut me off. “Bla, bla, bla. Didn’t we do this bit last week? Can we skip ahead to the part where you’re not droning on anymore, and I go back to daydreaming?”
I could feel the vein in my temple about to explode. “ENOUGH! You are in MY classroom Miss James and I will not be spoken to this way. You better fix this attitude problems of yours or so help me god I’ll-”
“You’ll what?” She asked, her tone clearly issuing me a challenge. She folded her arms and tilted her head. “Let me guess, you’ll-”
“DETENTION!” I hollered, slamming my hand down viciously on my desk, refusing to be interrupted anymore. “YOU WILL REMAIN AFTER CLASS TODAY AND FIND OUT EXACTLY WHAT I’LL DO.”
There was murmuring among the students.
I took a deep breath through my nose. “Now EVERYBODY, pay attention.”
Shortly after our little stand-off, the bell rang and the classroom was filled with the sound of chairs screeching across the floor and bags being slumped over shoulders. As the class was picking up their stuff and getting ready to head home, I overheard a conversation between Maddie and some of her friends.
“Jeez Mads, I know you don’t like Miss but I don’t think all this detention is worth it.” One of her friends noted.
“It’s HER. She just has a problem with me.” Maddie responded.
“Maybe. It’s kinda funny though. None of the other teachers ever give you detention.”
“Yeah but she never talks to the other teachers like that either.” A different friend interjected.
I decided to intervene. “My best efforts can barely get you in those seats, and now it’s home time you don’t seem to want to leave. Do you want to be here or not?”
Maddie’s friends rolled their eyes then left her to her detention. I watched as the class emptied the room, leaving Madison and I in silence for a few moments. She sat motionless in her chair, her arms crossed and her eyes fixed on me with a sassy stare. She could do that sassy little stare perfectly. I walked over to the door and casually poked my head outside.
All clear.
I closed the door, turned back, and met Maddie’s gaze. “You little brat.”
Maddie bit her lip and began giggling uncontrollably.
“You have no idea how badly I wanted to bend your ass over that desk and punish you right there in front of the whole class.”
Maddie’s smile grew even wider, her eyes more excited. “Oh I have every idea. That’s why I do it. It’s so fun teasing you when you can’t do anything about it.”
“Oh, you know that’s not true. Maybe I have to wait a little while, but I always get you begging and pleading, telling me you’ll be a good girl and promising to never misbehave again, don’t I?”
Maddie said nothing but turned such a bright red that she didn’t have to.
I suppose I should have mentioned that Maddie and I had been dating for a short while at this point. She was eighteen, graduating soon. I had never had a relationship with someone so much younger than myself, but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy it. Our relationship was taboo enough but the fact that Maddie was just eighteen, barely legal, a teenager, well that took it to a whole new level. We also didn’t exactly plan for us to develop this kind of relationship. Truth is Maddie is actually a really sweet girl who typically behaves. But every good girl needs to be bad sometimes. And some of them also need someone to help them be a good girl once again. And well, you heard me earlier. Brats need to be punished. I will ensure they are. So we just kind of clicked there.
“Now, punishment time.” I smiled devilishly. “Take out your punishment book.”
Maddie reached into her bag and pulled out a hot pink notebook with the words MADDIE’S PUNISHMENT BOOK in bold on the front. It’s the book I use to make her write lines and reflect on her behavior. She placed it down on the desk next to her pencil.
“Good. Now stand up.” I ordered.
She frowned but, luckily for her, obliged.
“Over my desk.”
“I-I’m sorry Miss?”
I took a step forward and glared down at my adorable little brat, hungrily. It was taking every ounce of strength I had to not pounce her right there. I knew that I was just a few hours away from that little teen body being mine to explore once more, but I couldn’t wait that long. I needed a taste sooner.
“Bend. Over. My Desk.” I drew each word out, speaking slowly and menacingly. “And lift up your skirt.” I snapped at the end.
“B-but Miss, we’re in school…”
“Do I like repeating myself Maddie?”
“No, miss.”
And with that, she walked to my desk, bent over and slowly raised her skirt, teasingly exposing more and more of her smooth, caramelized skin until the entirety of her pink-panty-cladded butt was in view. Her ass was just ridiculous. It was just so perky, so round, so perfect. I longed to bury my face in it until I couldn’t fucking breathe.
I licked my lips, tempted to confiscate those cute little panties there and then, but I knew what I was doing was risky, and I had to be quick. I grabbed the ruler that had been sitting on my desk and got the OK to begin from Maddie.
Resting my left hand on her lower back, I used the ruler in my right hand and came down on her ass hard, striking the panty-covered flesh of her perfect bottom.
She let out a yelp. “One.”
As soon as she counted the first blow, I came down with equal force once again.
“OW! … Two.”
The noises she made were so unbelievably sexy.
***SMACK***
“OH OH … Three.”
My left hand drifted down and gently caressed Maddie’s eighteen-year-old curves.
***SMACK SMACK***
“AH FUCK!” F-four, five.”
***SMACK***
“That’s an extra one for using profanity in my classroom, Miss James.”
Maddie took a deep breath. “I’m sorry for using profanity in your classroom, Miss.”
***SMACK SMACK***
“ARGH JEEZ!” Maddie grunted through gritted teeth.
“And that’s two extra for not counting after your last blow.”
“Six, seven, eight.”
“Good girl. You may stand straight now.”
I kept my eyes glued to Maddie’s gorgeous ass until she let go of her skirt and stood up. Then I directed my gaze to her magical eyes.
“Are you okay?” I asked softly.
I may need to punish brats, but when Maddie’s a good girl, she’s a precious angel who needs to be protected at all costs and as quickly as she can go from bratty to behaving, I go from a stern mistress to overprotective mother. Perverted overprotective mother, yes, but you get the point.
Maddie nodded with a warm smile. That impossibly sexy smile of hers. We stared into each other’s eyes for just a moment; the longest of moments but not long enough.
“Well since you took your spankings so good and your butt is probably on fire, why don’t you do your lines later back at my place?” I suggested.
Maddie’s beautiful brown eyes lit up. “We’re still on for later then? I was worried that maybe you were going to cancel.”
I frowned. “Why? Baby, why would I do that?”
Maddie clasped her hands down and began twiddling her thumbs. “I don’t know. Like maybe punishment or something…sometimes I worry I annoy you for real and it makes you want to see me less.
Awww. My precious baby. My heart melted.
“No, no, no. Maddie, that couldn’t be further from the truth. Not seeing you would be the BIGGEST punishment someone could give ME.” I said, resting my hands on her shoulders and staring at her reassuringly.
“Really?” She asked adorably.
“Really really. Who’s my girl?”
“I am.” She replied softly.
I lifted her chin and lowered my face to hers, pressing my lips against her own. Aw, man. Those soft, luscious lips. I could kiss them forever. How could someone be so perfect? The lord blessed me with the strength to pull my face from hers and I let her take her cute little spanked butt out of my class. She went home to grab an overnight bag under the guise that she was staying at a friend’s house when really, later that night she was back at my place, stark naked.
From the moment she stepped inside, my lips were on hers. But this time, I was at liberty to stick my tongue down her throat and you know damn well that I did. She climbed up into my arms and I carried her to the bedroom, our faces pressed together with monstrous hunger the entire journey there until we spilled inside and collapsed on my bed. With Maddie on her back and me on top of her, she grabbed the hem of her shirt and lifted it upwards. Exposing her gorgeous, toned, teen abs. I watched intently, salivating as she revealed more of her tight body to me. As her shirt reached her chest, the tan lines around her bra became visible, and I was growing impatient already. Before she had even got her shirt off over her head, I was unbuttoning her bra and the two garments joined each other on my bedroom floor.
I marveled down at the half nude, eighteen-year-old before me. Mother nature’s best work for sure. I pressed my lips to hers for a fleeting second. Our sweaty faces smushing together before I moved downwards. My hands wandered up her skirt and around to her gorgeous globes which I caressed gently as I buried my face into her neck. Slowly but surely, I moved further down, planting kisses on every inch of her teenage body along the way. I kissed her neck, her collarbone, her chest, her tummy, and then the top of her waist where her skirt was.
First I removed her shoes and socks before running my hands up her legs and gripping her skirt which I achingly edged down to her knees and finally yanked from her completely. I traced my fingers up and hooked them inside of her panties, my final barrier to heaven. As if I somehow needed more enticement, the wet spot on her undies and the musky smell of her barely legal sex sent me over the edge. I zealously removed Maddie’s underwear and was greeted with the cutest, sexiest little cunt ever created. Her tight teenage pussy was bright pink with small, closed lips and her pubic hair trimmed to a tidy strip.
I buried my face between her thighs and ate out that cunt like my life depended on it. I draped her legs over my shoulders with my arms hooked around them and resting on her thighs as I sensually tongue fucked her tiny, wet, twat. I was hungry for it, but I made sure to keep a slow and steady rhythm. Gripping my bed sheets, Maddie whimpered and whined like a bitch in heat as I ate out her eighteen-year-old pussy. The noises she made were so fucking sexy. Her angelic voice, groaning and moaning softly was like the sweetest symphony. In little time, I was rewarded with her delicious cunt juice flooding my face. Shortly after this point did I reach down and begin to rub her little clit in a circular motion, paying close attention to how much pressure I was applying, making sure it was neither too rough nor to gentle. Maintaining my rhythm, I could hear Maddie’s breathing becoming more erratic. I looked up, her little pink nipples erect on her perky boobs and a look of ecstasy awash on her face.
Often I like to tease Maddie. It’s cute hearing her beg me to make her cum and try to bargain with me. But that night I was hungry and desperate. So when her little body began to tremble, I didn’t tease or mess around, I just focused on giving the young beauty the time of her life. She damn near tore the bed sheets, she arched her back and she cried out that she’s cumming. With my head between her thighs, the little teenager came all over my face. Maddie came hard and when she finished, I slowly moved my mouth from her sex pot, my face gleaming with her juice. I laid beside my little lover on the bed, sensually circling my fingertip around her flat tummy as she panted beside me. I kissed her cheek and after she recovered, I ordered us a pizza to share.
“You know-” Maddie gulped. “-you never told me how you got into this ‘being a dom’ thing.”
“Oh god.” I chuckled, taking a swig of water. “It’s actually kinda silly.”
Maddie’s face lit up. “Tell me.”
“It’s not bad or anything, it’s just…OK, so I guess I’ve always had like a dom side or whatever but when I was a little older than yourself, I was really into online erotica.”
“Online erotica?” Maddie repeated after me.
“Yeah. You know, those sites where amateur writers share their shitty, mediocre smut?” Maddie nodded along.
“I spent hours upon hours reading that stuff. Much of it was surprisingly good. Anyway, there was this one series about a couple who got into BDSM and it just seemed like the hottest, most romantic thing in the world to me. The series focused on their relationship progressing and the dom having to fully earn the sub’s trust but when they did, the sub surrendered all of their power to the dom and it was really intense stuff. I guess I always wanted someone who I could love and trust that much. A dom/sub relationship just feels more powerful to me. But for the longest of time I didn’t believe I could ever have that or it was even possible. The relationships in those stories always seemed to perfect you know? I never used to think that kind of love actually existed.”
Maddie looked at me quizzically. “So what changed your mind?”
I looked at Maddie adoringly. “You did.”
# The End
“You know, those sites where amateur writers share their shitty, mediocre smut?”
*Maddie turns and looks into the camera.*
**FUN FACTS**: ‘Maddie’ is the most used word in the story, making up 2.1% of the total word count. The second most used word is ‘little’.
**DISCLAIMERS:** This story is entirely fictional. All characters featured are 18 or older. I’m a **male** writer.
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