Ms Pembroke's Schooldays
Copyright© 2025 by Edward Pembroke
Chapter 12
Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 12 - Ms Pembroke is adored by her schoolgirl pupils, a beacon of grace and wisdom in their sheltered world. They trust her implicitly, never questioning the watchful eyes behind her prim exterior—never sensing the darkness that lurks beneath.
Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fa/ft Fa ft Teenagers Blackmail Coercion NonConsensual Rape Reluctant Teen Siren Lesbian Humiliation Rough Spanking Analingus Masturbation Oral Sex Squirting Voyeurism Teacher/Student
A few days later, Jenny paid a visit to Edith Pembroke. When Ms. Pembroke opened the door, she saw Jenny standing there in jeans and a sweater, holding a bottle of wine and a bouquet of flowers.
“Oh, Edith,” Jenny said, her voice trembling with emotion. “I’m so sorry. You must be devastated. That poor girl...”
“Oh, do come in,” Edith replied with a warm smile.
Jenny stepped forward and hugged Edith tightly. “I still can’t believe it. How are your pupils handling everything? Do you think they’ll find Sarah?”
“I hope so,” Edith sighed, her gaze lingering on Jenny’s toned bottom as she walked past.
In reality, Sarah was safely locked away beneath the floorboards. Yet, her disappearance had become a sensation—splashed across the news and the internet. The school had alerted the police, who, after interviewing her father, learned that Sarah had vanished days earlier. Her father, Karim, had no idea where she had gone.
Edith remained silent, relieved that there was no evidence linking her to Sarah’s fate. The police, after reviewing CCTV footage and witness statements, eventually pieced together that Sarah had boarded a train to Paris. Karim was forced to admit that he had put Sarah on that train, supposedly to visit her uncle.
By then, the police had already received Sarah’s journal anonymously. Karim was arrested on suspicion of trafficking, kidnapping, endangering a child, and soon, sexual abuse of his daughter.
“Men are fucking disgusting,” Jenny groaned, flopping down on the sofa beside Edith. “I cried all night thinking about that poor girl. It must be so hard for you—she’s your pupil.”
“I know,” Edith replied absently, idly playing with Jenny’s hair. “Such a cute little girl, too. A lovely smile...” Her mind wandered to other parts of Sarah’s body—the parts she had savored just an hour earlier. “But don’t worry. I’m sure she’ll turn up now that her father is in prison.”
Jenny shifted uncomfortably at Edith’s mention of the girl’s attractiveness. It hardly seemed appropriate.
“You know, Edith,” she said, “did you recognize her father, Karim? I think he was that ... animal who nearly attacked us—the taxi driver.”
“Really?” Edith laughed, pouring some wine. “You’re so observant, Jenny. You should be a detective.”
Jenny bristled, annoyed and a little shocked that her girlfriend—the teacher of the missing child—seemed so blasé about the whole thing. “God, I’d love to help, but it seems she’s out of the country, and the rest of her horrible family have her somewhere. Poor kid.”
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