White Teacher Dominated by Nigger Thug Student

When all the students have left and Teacher Emily was alone in the classroom
the lusty black student that has been making nasty remarks to her during class came to her.
She barked at him, "What do you want, Doug? Why can't you just leave me the hell alone?"
She should have known that he was going to act this way. He was a menacing bad black boy student.

Doug smiled and it chilled her to the bone. "You, teach. I want you, you hot little slut cunt!"

Her heart felt like it was trying to beat its way out of her chest. "Excuse me? How dare you talk to me this way!
I am your teacher! I knew you were a disturbed young man, but this is crossing the line!"
She tried to slap him across the face but he grabbed her by the wrist and pinned her arm behind her back.
She underestimated his strength greatly and it cost her.
It wasn't long before her stomach was pressed tightly against the table to the point of being painful.
What was worse was she could feel Doug's muscular body looming over her against her back.
She felt a large bulge rubbing against her ass. God, no. She couldn't handle this. She was on the verge of a meltdown.

She now realized she was alone with this thug, she changed her tone. Turned from a tiger to a submissive pussycat.
"Please, Doug, please. I'll do anything you want. But not that," she pleaded, trying to make him see reason.
She knew it was fruitless but she had to try. "You're young enough to be my son!
And I'm a decent teacher example of a good moral character to others!
I don't like to be treated that way. I never have been promiscous since my husband died.
Please, respect my virtue, don't make me do anything to you like that."
She knew it was going to crush her spirit in every way, shape, and form.

"Like what?" he hissed, his lips pressed against her earlobe. To his delight, he felt her shudder in response.
She was just fueling his desire for her. "In a sexual way.
Anything but that, please. I'll do anything but that," she pleaded.
Feeling hot tears stream down her cheeks.
"I promise I won't tell the principal Trish anything if you let me go now. It's not too late to stop."

Doug clucked his tongue with an amused chuckle.
"If you don't do everything that I say, your stupid lesbian whore of a sister gets exposed as a drug user
and I'll see to it that she can never get a decent job again. Not of the legal kind anyway.
I know a guy that could turn her into a pretty decent prostitute.
Is that what you want to happen to your darling lesbian sister?"
He let that sink in. Of course, it petrified her. He was barbaric!

"Oh, and your innocent daughter gets to be a whore for life after my friends fuck the ever living shit out of her."
He paused for dramatic effect. "Tell me that you will do anything I say, bitch.
Don't think that I won't send those pictures of your sister in an anonymous tip to the police.
Then I'll call my friends to fuck your virgin daughter up.
After that, your life is over. But not just yours, your precious little family's too."

She hated him. With every fiber of her being, she loathed him. But she had no choice but to comply with his demands.
She tried not to sob but the choking sounds came out anyways. She barely recognized her voice once she was able to speak.
"I'll do anything you say, Doug. Anything."

He released his hold on her, stepping back from her. "That's a good start, bitch. Get on your knees," he commanded,
his tone just begging her to disobey what he just told her to do.

"W-why?" She wiped at her tears, feeling herself finally start to calm down, albeit not much.
She had thought she might faint; she had been hyperventilating so badly.

Doug smacked her across the face none too gently and then grabbed her by the hair, jerking her head back roughly.
"Did I say that you could ask questions, you stupid bitch? No! Now get on your fucking knees, you dumb slut!"

Emma clutched her cheek where he had hit her in shock as she sank to the floor to get on her knees.
She wanted this nightmare to be over but she knew the physical and sexual abuse was only about to begin.
She didn't want to do anything that this pervert was telling her to.
She knew his little favors were going to force her to commit depraved sexual acts on him and the thought appalled her to her very core.
She abhorred him. Ruining her life was an understatement. He was going to violate her body too.

"Undo my belt and then open my slacks up." His booming voice snapped her out of her reverie.
As much as she wanted to vomit, she gripped his leather belt and did as he said, unbuckling it.
The sounds it made while doing it made her sick to her stomach.
She then dutifully popped open the button on his slacks and slid the zipper down,
trying her best not to grimace as she did so. She didn't want this. No part of her wanted to be here in this moment,
alone in the classroom with this repugnant specimen of a boy.

"Good job, slut. I see you've learned quickly where disobedience will get you," Doug said, seemingly pleased with her quick actions.
He was such an arrogant prick. But she couldn't help it, she was scared to death of him right now.
This monster of a boy had threatened her family and everyone she loved. She knew he could do worse to her.
He could ruin all she held close. He could make them want to die of shame. And she wasn't about to let that happen.

So she would do anything and everything that he told her to, even his sadistic sex-inspired favors.
At this point, she had no choice because of the pictures he had of Leslie buying drugs illegally from one of his depraved degenerates. She knew that he was associated with some crazy thugs.
Possibly gangs as well. Boys that would fuck her daughter too. Mean, hateful boys. Was it no wonder she despised men?

"Now take my cock out and suck it," he demanded. "You'd better do a good fucking job, bitch.
No teeth, and make good use of your lips and tongue or you'll be sorry." This was it.
She knew what a penis looked like, it was inevitable that she had seen a few in her lifetime,
but never in such proximity. It was an ugly, wicked thing. Doug was young enough to be her son.
She wasn't sexually attracted to him whatsoever.
And here she was down on her knees being forced to fish out his manhood from his slacks.
This boy so many years her junior had destroyed her life all in a matter of minutes.

She reluctantly reached in and flinched as her hand wrapped around his girth and eased him out of his confines.
Her eyes went wide as she saw the large hunk of flesh dangling between this young boy's legs.
She could not believe that he had such a big penis. He wasn't even at full mast!

"You probably haven't seen many dicks up and personal, huh? I hope that you're a quick learner.
I'd hate to have to fuck your mouth and ruin that pretty outfit of yours with your drool.
Now be a good slut and get started.
Show me that even a dumb dyke like you can learn to suck a cock like a professional whore."

She was stunned at his words. What kind of horrible person talked this way? He truly was the epitome of evil.
There would be no redeeming his soul when he went to Hell to repent for his sins.
She wasn't a firm believer of those types of things but if there was any kind of karma in the world
she hoped it would come back and bite Doug in the ass.

She didn't even know where to begin.
She had seen her daughter once jerking off to a porn video of a woman giving a blowjob in his former bedroom at the house.
She remembered it distinctly considering how weird the situation had been to her.
She hadn't ever told her daughter that she had caught her red-handed, as she had been an adult at the time,
and her was a still young then. It was no surprise that she wasn't a stranger to porn.

She gripped the base of Doug's huge shaft with her hand and began to stroke him from base to tip.
She couldn't believe how much he grew when she did that. She was touching her first cock.
And she was shocked and conflicted that she didn't hate it as much as she thought she would.
It felt heavy, hot, and hard all at the same time. Whenever her fist retreated down his length,
the foreskin would move with her and slide back to reveal the spongy head underneath,
which was already drooling fresh precum.

The teacher couldn't help but feel as if she was in a trance. This wasn't her and yet it was.
She was being forced into this. There was no way that she was going to ever enjoy these nefarious acts with Doug.
She felt nauseous. She hoped that she didn't throw up all over him because of her nerves.
He was surely going to punish her badly if she did that.

She leaned forward to tentatively stroke her tongue in slow circles around the head.
Her agile muscle gathered the precum and she was flabbergasted to find the taste to be surprisingly pleasant.
It was a mix of salty and sweet, comparable to honey-roasted peanuts. Was that how his actual cum was going to taste?
She didn't want to think about that. She wanted to die of shame as she obediently opened her mouth
and began to fellate as much of him as she could take into her mouth. She was doing it.
She was sucking Doug Thompson's cock. It was abominable.

Soon she was bobbing her head in a good rhythm along half of his long length, feeling her jaw stretch from his thick width.
She was remembering that distasteful video she had observed what her daughter was watching,
and mimicking the way the woman had sucked and licked the penis in it. Albeit it had been much smaller than Doug's was.
She could not deny he had a big one.

Her hand was stroking up and down the rest of him, the base of the shaft that wouldn't fit in her mouth.
To her displeasure, Doug was looking down at her with a satisfied smirk on his face.
He was greatly enjoying humiliating her, which made her hate him even more. Her blood was boiling with disdain.

The sooner this was over with, the better. She hoped that all he wanted was a blowjob. She could handle this.
She could live with it. She could sleep at night if this was the end of it and she was her family's savior.
But she highly doubted this was all he wanted. All that bravado just for one blowjob?
Doug was a very sick young man in the head and he saw Emma as the object of his affection.

"You sure you're a conservative woman? You're a natural born cock sucker," Doug growled out,
gripping her brunette locks in his fist and thrusting his hips toward her face. Oh, God, anything but that.
This boy was taunting her, egging her on. Making her feel slutty, dirty. It was his plan all along.

She gasped as more and more of his big shaft prodded past her lips, forcing her to open her lips wider.
Her mouth was full of his manhood and as the tip entered her throat she began to gag and choke on him,
much to his delight. Soon he was fucking her face like a feral beast.
His heavy balls were bouncing off her chin with each violent thrust.

She felt like she couldn't breathe. Tears streamed down her cheeks and drool poured out of her mouth
as Doug violated her throat for his pleasure.
In a sick and twisted way, she was partly glad that he was going about it this way.
She wasn't a willing participant and it was him doing the work, not her.
She hated every second of it but she would endure it to ensure the safety of her family.
She couldn't bear the thought of them getting hurt.

Doug let out a husky groan as his penis thrust deep into her throat. "Oh, yeah. Your mouth is so fucking good.
Fucking suck that cock, bitch. Take it, take it all!" He hissed.
She wanted nothing more than to tell him to shut the fuck up. If looks could kill, he'd be dead on the spot.
Unfortunately, they did not, and the show must go on.

Teacher Emily felt like she was going to vomit. She wanted to. Maybe she would when he was done with her.
It was all happening so fast. Her vision was blurring as Doug held her head over his full length,
effectively cutting off her air supply. Just when her vision was starting to fade and her face was turning blue
he released her head and mercifully allowed her to breathe.

She was sucking in large breaths of air when her hair was grabbed and her mouth was forced back over the entirety of him.
She vaguely heard him say suck as she obediently bobbed her mouth over him,
her hand coming up to jerk his shaft with frantic strokes, wanting him to cum so this could all be over.
The sooner she made him orgasm, the sooner this humiliating act would be done with.

"Fuck, yeah. Just like that, slut. God, you're good at this. You're a natural cock sucking lesbian slut."
He gripped her hair and she squealed as he forced her head away and his cock left her mouth with a sickening popping sound.
"Say it. Say you're a natural cock sucking slut."

She had no choice but to adhere to his demands. "I'm a natural cock sucking slut," she repeated,
despising every word that came out of her mouth. He was forcing her to say such nasty things!
When was this degradation going to come to a close?

His smug smirk made her want to crawl into a dark hole and never be found. "You love sucking my cock."
"I love sucking your cock." Her voice sounded robotic even to her.
But it seemed to satisfy him that she had instantly said every word he told her to.

"Good. Now keep it up. I'm about to cum. And you're going to get your first taste of male cum.
You had better swallow every drop, bitch. I'll punish you if you don't," he warned.

She sucked, slurped, and moved her mouth over as much of him as she could.
They were nearing the end and she just wanted to put this horrifying ordeal behind her.
Let this heinous act be over soon. There wasn't any part of her that found this at all enjoyable
and she hated every second of it. She wanted to bite down and tear his dick away from his body.

Finally, she felt his cock throb and pulse in her mouth. She didn't know what was happening from her lack of experience.
But suddenly his hot cum was shooting into her mouth. The volume of it stunned her. There was so much of it!
She swallowed as a reflex and found it even more perturbing that the taste of him wasn't as gross as she had anticipated it to be.
Just like his precum had been, it was that combo of salty-sweet.

She forced herself not to gag and choke as she sucked out every drop that his huge penis had to give.
She was slightly impressed that she hadn't missed a drop, but instantly horrified by the thought.
Doug seemed pretty smug about that. But that was just his way.

"Damn, bitch. Who knew you were such a hidden talent. Are you sure you're a virtous woman?"
He taunted her, staring down at her menacingly. She knew this was part of the indignity.

"Yes. I'm still a good moral person," she said, straightening her shoulders.
Just because he had made her suck his dick didn't mean that she considered herself a slut now.
The experience was dreadful. She didn't ever want to do it again. But she knew she'd have no choice.
Chances were that Doug was going to make her do sexual, vile things to him every chance that he could get.

Doug put his cock away and zipped up his pants. "I'll see you tomorrow, slut." With that, he turned on his heel and left her alone in the conference room to clean herself up.
Things had happened so fast that it almost felt like a dream. More like a nightmare. Had it happened? It felt very surreal.

She broke down on the floor and sobbed for long moments as the shock of her sexual abuse overwhelmed her.
She stayed that way for ten or so minutes before she managed to regain her composure and get up off the floor,
cleaning up her blouse and neck of spit with some tissues. She had to be strong. She still had a job to do.
She still had students to be an example for them that counted on her to be there for them.

She hoped that Principal Trish would see Doug's real colors and expel him. But it was doubtful.
Little did she know Principal Trish had already fallen prey to this bully. That's why he's so confident.
The spiteful young man was bound and determined to ruin teacher Emily's life.
And in her eyes, he had succeeded.She was going to be his sex slave from now on. This was her life.
A captive to a boy that she despised and hated with a fiery passion.
And yet she was forced to service him in ways she didn't want to.

Could it get any worse? She wagered it definitely could. And it was going to.
This was just the beginning of her sexual journey with the sick and twisted nineteen-year-old thug.

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i corresponded with a pretty white teacher before but sadly communication was cut.
If anyone knows any similar true stories can you also e-male it to me?