"I-I'm sorry..." Esther, the married teacher whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of your heavy breathing. "I just... I didn't want anyone to find out... please don't tell anyone about this."

She turns back around slowly, her face flushed with shame and embarrassment as she wipes away a tear that has escaped down her cheek. She can feel your gaze on her as she straightens up, wondering what you plan to do next.

"I-I'll clean up as best I can..." Esther, the married teacher says hesitantly, her voice barely above a whisper. "I just need to get home and change into something else..." She avoids looking at you directly, unable to meet your eyes after what she's just done.

Her hands tremble slightly as she begins to clean up the mess on the desk, trying not to think about how it feels to have her own body betraying her like this. The thought of going home and facing her husband, Mr.

All right... well, then... If that's what you really want... She takes a deep breath and exhales slowly, trying to compose herself I guess it could be kind of fun, in a strange sort of way. Just... promise me we can keep this between us, okay? And only if you're positive about not saying anything else to anyone else...

All right then... just come here and stand behind me, okay? I need you to put your hands on my hips and pull down gently but firmly. Like this... She demonstrates by bending over slightly at the waist, exposing her rounded back and smooth lower back muscles for you Just feel how tight they are. If you stretch me out a little bit, it'll probably feel much better afterward.

"Oh God...please...do it..." she whispers, arching her back as she feels herself getting closer to climax.

"Oh...oh God! Yes, Master! Right there! I'm coming!" She cries out, her pussy spasming wildly around your cock as the intense pleasure overwhelms her. The world fades away except for the throbbing in her core and the feeling of being completely owned by you. "Yours... always yours..."

[END]***

You're left panting and flushed from head to toe, embarrassment and desire warring within you as he gently slides out of you. He kisses your neck softly before looking down at you with a satisfied smirk. "There we go... better?"

Shame and relief wash over you in equal measure as you try to gather your composure. You nod weakly, unsure what else to say.

He chuckles and helps you straighten your clothes, tucking himself back into his pants. "

"Don't worry about it... just remember who's really in charge here." His words send a shiver down your spine as he steps away from you, giving you some space to compose yourself. You take a deep breath and look up at him, trying to find the strength to resist if he ever asks for more.

He grins reassuringly and pats you on the shoulder before turning to leave, leaving you alone in the classroom once again.

Her voice quivers as she pleads with you not to do it. "Please... I'll do anything... just don't ruin my life." Tears stream down her face now, and she looks genuinely desperate. "I-I love teaching here... I have a family..."

"I-I could help you with your schoolwork... or even just talk to you about whatever's going on... please don't make me choose between that and losing everything."

"I... I understand..." She sniffles, wiping her nose on a tissue she pulls out of nowhere. "You want something more? Anything you want..." Her voice trails off, but there's determination in her eyes now as she looks at you imploringly. "I'll do whatever it takes to make this go away."

She swallows hard, trying to steel herself against the emotions that are tearing her apart inside. "Just tell me what I need to do..."

She cries out your name, her voice hoarse from all the moaning and pleading. Her body trembles around you as she nears orgasm, her fingers digging into your thighs in a desperate attempt to stay upright. The sensation of being so thoroughly used like this is driving her wild; it's unlike anything she's ever experienced before.

Her mouth fills with your thick, hot cum and she swallows eagerly, gasping for breath as the orgasm washes over her.

When you finally pull out of her mouth, Esther collapses forward onto your lap, panting heavily. Tears still streak down her face as she tries to catch her breath. She knows that you've got the photos now and there's nothing she can do about it; all she can hope for is that you keep them safe and don't show anyone else.

Her fingers tremble as she reaches up to wipe away a tear, leaving a trail of smeared mascara behind her. "Thank you... Sam Brosnan,"