[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/abt4f5/rebellion_part_1_teachers_oral_dubious_consent/)
He stepped closer to me and I pulled away, “What are you doing?” I asked as I looked up at him.
“You are going to apologize. If I have to make you do it myself, I will,” he spat at me as he grabbed my jaw and pulled me to him.
I tightly closed my lips and tried to turn away from him, he leaned down and whispered to me, “Your mom was pregnant with you when I met her. I took you both in, raised you as my own to keep her looking like an honorable woman…I paid for you to go to this school when I didn’t have to. I put opportunity after opportunity in your lap so you wouldn’t end up a little cum slut like your mother, and now look at you.”
He pushed me away from himself and I fell to the ground on my back, hands pinned under me. He sat just above my head, his legs on either side of my face and pushed his cock against my lips. I still tried to hold them tightly closed and he reached down and groped my breast, pinching my nipple between his thumb and forefinger. I winced as it hurt just a little bit and he took the opportunity to put his fingers in my mouth to pry my jaw open then shoved his cock in my mouth and down my throat.
He was the largest of the group of men. I had to arch my neck to keep it from hurting and it gave him the perfect angle to fuck my throat. The other men watched intently as the bulge of his cock pushed against my throat. They could see exactly how far down he was going. He was still groping my breast with one hand, and the other rested under my neck, supporting the arch I was holding so he could get his cock deep in my throat.
I was trying not to gag, but my throat simply tightened around him in my efforts and he squeezed my breast each time. It was seconds, but it felt like forever as I couldn’t breathe. He pulled his cock from my mouth and I gasped as much as I could before he shoved it back in me. He removed his hand from my breast and began rubbing his cock through my neck as he rammed my throat.
Again it was just seconds, maybe 20 or 30? But he pulled the tip of his dick back from my throat and rubbed it against my tongue as he came in my mouth. I was crying and gagging and he watched his cum drip from my lips and down my cheeks and chin.
He smiled and wiped his cock off on my lips and rubbed my throat, which now ached, “Swallow daddy’s cum, princess,” he cooed.
And I did.
He pulled me back up onto my knees and I was trying to catch my breath and he continued to gently rub the front of my neck as he knew it must’ve hurt after that and he looked at me, sorrow was evident on his face. “Are you ready to apologize yet? It won’t go any further if you just tell us all that you’re sorry for challenging our authority over you.”
I stayed quiet but my lip trembled and my eyes watered. I wondered if what he said was true. If he wasn’t my real father. I didn’t really look anything like him, but I assumed it was just because I took more after my mother. It had to be true. I didn’t think he would do this or allow this on his own daughter. As much of a bastard as he was, he had always been protective over my body, in a kind of creepy and almost jealous way now that I think about it.
My father began untying my shirt from my hands and then removed the tie from my wrists. He rubbed my arms as they released. I hadn’t realized how much they ached but I whimpered when he touched them. He pulled my shirt from my arms then removed my bra as he looked at me with a scolding glance when he realized I had put on his wife’s underwear.
Mr. Baker and Mr. Smith came over and helped me stand up as my father unzipped and unfastened my skirt and pulled it down my body. He pulled the ribbon tie on my panties and spread the fabric to either side of my pussy. I looked away from him and he ran his finger between my lips and found my hole positively dripping with fluid.
He chuckled and pushed his finger into me as I tried to pull away. He rubbed me inside, getting his finger wet with my juices then ran it up to my clit and circled the small sensitive nub. I tried to clench my legs together, and both Mr. Baker and Mr. Smith firmly grasped my inner thigh and pulled my legs apart.
My father, or adoptive father, or step-father or whatever he was looked to Mr. Smith and Mr. Baker and nodded to them. They picked me up and carried me over to Mr. Baker’s desk and sat me just on the edge of it. The two younger of the board members came over and took my hands from Mr. Baker and Mr. Smith and my teacher and principal put both hands on my legs, bending my knees and pulling my legs apart on either side.
My father knelt in front of me and dragged his tongue between my pussy lips and I moaned involuntarily as he circled my clit with his thick tongue. I bit my lower lip and looked away from them and my father…Mr. Timmons…slowly and delicately pulled my pussy lips apart and curved his tongue along my inner wall, swirling it as he dragged it out of me then moved his lips back up to my clit and kissed it softly before closing his lips around it and flicking his tongue back and forth.
I was biting my lip and trying not to moan, trying not to look at them as I turned my head away from what was happening. I had never done anything sexual aside from masturbation. This felt incredibly different and I was absolutely filled with shame as I realized I had stopped refusing to apologize out of principle when Mr. Baker pushed his cock in my mouth.
I just gave in to it now and looked down at my father as he his tongue and lips skillfully maneuvered around my pussy. I moaned and pushed my hips towards his rough tongue. I felt him smile as he closed his lips around my clit and pulled it gently as he pulled them away. He kissed my mound, and he kissed my tummy just below my belly button. He climbed higher and his lips pressed to my skin just between my breasts, then along my collar bone and finally up to my neck.
His fingers probed me slowly, methodically, as if his fingers would need to remember my every internal curve and crevice. He sucked on my neck and I arched my back and tilted my head to give him more access. His palm pushed against my clit and his middle finger pushed in and out of my hole just slightly.
I moaned and squirmed and he brought his lips down to my breast, taking my nipple between his lips and suckling me as he rubbed his finger along the elastic membrane that was my hymen. He manipulated it as his teeth closed onto my nipple, and he easily maneuvered his finger past it without harming me. The two younger board members released my hands and I propped myself up on the desk. Mr. Baker and Mr. Smith watched me move my hips towards Mr. Timmons, the man I’d known my whole life as my father, as he fingered me and sucked on my breasts.
They released my legs and I kept them exactly where they had been. I was biting my lower lip and moaning through the pleasure and he stopped and rubbed his palm against my outer pussy lips, massaging my clit indirectly. He looked me in the eye and smiled, “What do you want, princes?” he cooed to me.
I moaned through my words, “Fuck me, daddy, please?”
He kept massaging my pussy and he nodded, “I will princess, but only after you apologize to each one of these men. If they want you to suck their cock to apologize, you do it. If they want to fuck your titties, you let them. If they just want to nut on your face, you wrap your hands around their cocks and you help them. Then, once you’ve apologized to each one of them, in turn, I will push my big daddy cock into your virgin little hole and I will let you cum all over daddy’s cock, okay?”
I nodded and he walked away from me as the five other men surrounded me.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ac2759/rebellion_part_2_father_rough_oral_fingering