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This is my story of how I became a submissive little plaything. How it happened wasn’t something that I even considered or really knew was a thing. Yes, I knew about being submissive and having a Dom but I thought it was all, you are a bad girl suck my dick, or bend over so I can spank you for being bad. Some of that is involved in my story but it isn’t the whole.
My name is Tang Lei. Lei is pronounced Leia in English and as I am an English teacher everyone calls me Leia as in the princess. I am twenty-nine years old and I have a boyfriend.
It was being an English teacher that started all of this. I work for a big international English school in China and had been working there for nearly three years. Over that three years a few male colleagues had hit on me, mainly Chinese but also a couple of native English teachers one was from South Africa and the other was an American. This is relatively normal I am not bad looking if I say so myself. I am not very tall standing at just five feet four, slim, my breasts are medium-sized but very pert, I keep my hair long, it is so long now that it almost touches my ass. People tell me I am pretty and I do get the eye from guys when I meet them. I have a boyfriend as I said however I do flirt outrageously with a lot of these guys. I went for dinner with South African James who, to be honest, looked a bit like an LA surfer from a B movie, tall, blonde, lean, and super handsome. He spent the whole time trying to impress me with his money and background so at the end of the dinner I told him, sorry my boyfriend wants me to come home. I could see the disappointment on his face but he tried to be nice and said no problem. After that I spurned any other invites simply because first he wasn’t very interesting and second just wanted to fuck me, I can get sex whenever and wherever I want. Some of these men are so fucking full of themselves.
At our school we start work on Wednesday, we work five days until Sunday evening. It was a normal Wednesday I had heard a new teacher from the UK was starting this week but had honestly forgotten all about it after my two days off.
Walking into the familiar white and green reception area I heard a couple of my fellow Chinese teachers giggling like school girls. Oh, James must be telling dirty jokes again.
But then I heard an accent and a loud voice I wasn’t used to. The story he was telling was about how he got lost coming to school and not being able to speak Chinese very well. He was standing in the middle of three of my female colleagues. To be honest, I didn’t really find him that impressive or anything but the girls were looking at him with admiration in their eyes, their faces rapt at his stupid story. It certainly wasn’t his look would say he’s mid to late thirties, rather short, taller than me but Beth who is laughing the loudest at him is taller. His hair is a mousy brown, cut short and going a little bald at the back, his face is cute and a bit babyish, and overall he looks and acts rather like an overgrown boy with the same boyish charm.
He’s gyrating his arms and trying to mime the word for ring road which is making the girls laugh because he keeps saying people were replying with the words plane or airport. I smile and almost laugh, what the hell? Laughter is infectious?
My best friend Beth finally drags her eyes off of him and notices me.
“Leia, this is Paul our new English teacher, he’s so funny” Her face is a little red from her laughter and she still has a ghost of a smile around her mouth.
He turns to me and looks me straight in the eyes.
“Nice to meet you, Leia. I think I am yours”
What? What the fuck is he talking about? He’s mine?
“Sorry, what?” I manage to stammer, my face burning. Am I actually blushing?
“Sally told me that I am your classroom teacher”
Oh, fuck! Of course, he’s my class’s English teacher. I feel stupid as fuck.
“Yes, you’re mine”
Goddamn it! He gives me a tight smile and goes on with the story.
“Anyway all good I found a high school student that could speak English and she gave me some directions”
Did he just fucking dismiss me? I am not being arrogant but men usually pay me more attention than that! I am also a bit embarrassed about misunderstanding him. And I replied, “Yes, you’re mine?” What the absolute fuck!
Fuming I walk back into the office, fucking self-centered asshole! Who the fuck does he think he is? OK, Leia calm down, calm down. Looking at the mess of my desk I sigh and start to tidy up slamming things into drawers. I catch sight of him out of the corner of my eye as he walks over to where the other native English teachers sit. I am a bit annoyed that most of them seem to know him and he and James the South African start chatting like old friends. Which it turns out they are. Why am I watching him? Why do I care? As if he can feel my eyes on him his head turns catching me looking at him, his eyes meet mine and for a second I am staring into their grayness. My heart almost misses a beat, seriously what the fuck is wrong with me?
“Listen up everyone” Kevin the English head shouts above the general noise in the office.
“Due to another outbreak in this district everyone has to go and do a test and there are no classes today”
“Oh for fucks sake” I mutter.
“Problem. Leia?” Kevin asks.
“Nothing, Kevin” I say sweetly, flashing him a smile.
He hesitates, looking a bit confused which, to be honest, is his usual expression.
“We don’t have any classes” I hint.
“Yes, so whoever has a car, can you take some of your colleagues to the testing center?”
The whole office bundles out the door. I find myself with Beth, Heather, and James getting into a big black expensive looking SUV. And I know as soon as I get in the rear seat who the driver is.
“Someone give me directions” Paul says as soon as the doors are closed. I whip out my phone and put in the address of the test center.
“Go out the gate and turn right”
I swear I see him grin in the rear view mirror.
“Yes, mum”
His accent is really light, compared to Steve; who is also from the UK Paul’s accent seems softer more like the British English on the TV I always watched when I was young. Not posh but well-mannered.
Did he just call me mum? Fucking hell!
I glance down at my phone.
“Go right at this traffic light” I control my voice but I think the annoyance came through because Beth looks up.
“Leia, what is wrong with you?” She asks.
“Nothing I am fine, just a bit tired”
Again I see a flash of his smile in the mirror, does he know he is getting to me? I mean we just met and I can’t stop looking at him. He doesn’t seem to care if I do or not. I don’t see him looking at me at all but he sure is aware that I keep looking at him.
“It’s on your left” I finally say.
“Yeah, I see it” His voice has an edge of sarcasm in it which makes me wince because the test center is pretty easy to see with a crowd of people waiting outside and medical personnel in protective suits walking around scanning people’s codes. I find my face is hot again.
We go through the lines and get our throats swabbed, one thing I notice is all the other girls gag a bit when the nurse shoves the long swab down their throats but I don’t. I look across and for the first time I notice he’s looking at me and deliberately he winks! Fucking winks, the pervert! I know exactly what is on his dirty mind!
We jump in the car and go back to the school without any further incidents again he goes back to pretty much ignoring me.
Later I show him around the school and the classroom, where everything is, and answer a few questions such as how old, what levels are the students, and so forth. He gives no further hints about the wink and I am sure as hell not going to ask him. He grabs my messenger ID because we all communicate through the app. I also learn during this time that he’s forty-five way older than I thought and is also married with two kids, a boy, and a girl.
His phone beeps.
“Sorry, it’s her that must be obeyed”
At my blank expression, and obvious open mouth.
“My wife”
I feel a momentary pang of jealousy and a little anger.
Really what the hell is wrong with me? I’ve known this guy for a few hours, and I am getting annoyed that he has the fucking audacity to be married already!
He looks at the clock on the wall, and back down at his phone before sending a voice message.
“Done in twenty, baby”
Another beep and her voice “See you soon, love you”
I struggle a little for calm, come on! Fuck! He’s married, it isn’t his fault you are all fucking wet in the pants for him. What the hell? How the fuck can I be wet in the pants? He’s like my father’s age!
Say something!
“Is your wife a foreigner?” Lame!
“No, she’s a local girl”
“I bet she’s pretty”
He gives me a long look, his eyes boring into mine. After what feels like minutes but is probably a couple of seconds he nods his head.
“She scares kids in the street with her face” And then he laughs.
“That’s mean!”
“You haven’t met her?”
“Ugly?” I laugh along with him.
“A gorilla would turn her down” He smiles at me again for some reason he smiles a lot.
“Do you really have to go?” What? Why did I say that?
“Fraid so, I’ll message you later if that’s alright with you?”
“Anytime”
“Cool” When he walks past me to the door my hand twitches to reach out, he catches it and gives me another one of those smiles. What is it with that smile?
I go home and cook dinner for myself, call my boyfriend at work and talk to him for a while. All the time I am thinking will he message me? I keep checking my phone and no message. Maybe he forgot, or more than likely he was with his wife and kids. The message came in at just after nine.
Paul: Hey!
Leia: Hey!
Paul: What are you up to?
I can’t exactly say waiting for your message, but I did think about it for a second.
Leia: Just about to go pee
WHAT THE FUCK!
Paul: Umm OK TMI but can you hold it for a while?
Leia: It isn’t urgent
Leia: I mean I am not gonna pee myself or anything
FUCK!
Paul: Good to hear
Leia: I don’t know why I said that
Paul: Because you need to pee?
Leia: No
Paul: So you don’t need to pee?
Leia: I do
Paul: Well you can’t you are talking to me
Leia: I can take the phone with me
Incoming voice call from Paul
HOLY FUCK!
My finger hovers over the accept button. What the fuck, why is he calling me? I am actually shaking a bit. Just answer the frigging call!
I click accept.
“Hello”
“Now you can’t go pee”
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