Chapter 4: Spanked by the Dominating Teacher

Note: This one off story was commissioned by a fan!

Brenda and Izolde clung to my arms as we left the cafeteria behind. They had glommed on to me. Like every other girl in school, they had become attracted to me, turned on by my presence. I was a cambion. The son of a succubus. My mother claimed that this was all me.

“So, uh, you girls on birth control?” I asked, my cheeks burning at the suggestion.

Purple-haired Izolde grinned at me. “On the pill. So you can just do whatever you want to me, big boy.” She ran her hand down the front of my shirt to grope my cock through my pants. “Anything.”

I swallowed as she fondled my hard cock. I was swelling up fast from her touch. I wanted to say something, but she wouldn’t stop. And no one would care. It was insane that the world let me get away with that threesome in the cafeteria. I had fucked my succubus-mommy and Abby (who was now bonded to me because I knocked her up) in front of most of the school. Not even the teachers cared.

The guys cheered me on while the girls begged for me to fuck them. Brenda, who was on my arm, had a boyfriend. A boyfriend who was cool with me fucking his girl. She even told him she would probably dump him for me. It was insane.

“I’m not on the pill,” Brenda said. “I make Fred wear a rubber.” She snuggled closer to me, her black hair spilling about her face. “But not you. Mmm, you can fuck me raw all you want.”

Her hand joined Izolde’s on my cock. I shuddered as they both stroked me. If I fucked Brenda raw, I might breed her. Then she would be bound to me. She really would dump Fred. She’d be like Abby. I swallowed, my heart racing.

“Yeah, I...” I swallowed. “I mean, we don’t have to, you know...”

“Fuck?” Brenda pouted. “Aren’t I hot enough?”

“Nope,” Izolde said. “But I am.”

Brenda’s lower lip trembled. She stared at me with these brown eyes. I groaned. “You’re hot. You are.”

“So you’ll fuck me, too?” she asked.

“We’re at school,” I groaned, glancing ahead. “We’re almost to Mrs. Spartan’s class. Got History next. No time to fuck.”

“Yes, no time to fuck,” purred Izolde. Her hand squeezed my cock. “So it’s time to suck.”

“Wait, what?” I gasped as we reached Mrs. Spartan’s classroom, the door open and inviting. I swallowed as we flowed into it, my heart racing. It pounded this wild beat.

Mrs. Spartan hadn’t arrived. The other students were just starting to sit down. I swallowed as Izolde and Brenda dragged me to the back of the classroom. I slipped past some of the guys in the glass giving me envious looks. Then the two girls shoved me down into a chair.

I was always so passive. They just did whatever they wanted to me. My mother—who was supposed to be my submissive succubus—Mrs. Hemlock, Abby, and now these two girls. They fell to their knees and crawled beneath the desk, their hands on my jeans.

“You can’t suck me off now?” I gasped as they unzipped my jeans. “Jesus, we’re in class.”

“Mmm, I think we can,” Izolde said, her dyed-purple hair framing her features. “So just chillax.”

“We’re going to make you feel amazing,” Brenda added. “I give great head. Just ask Fred. He’s never complained.”

“Well, what about Fred?” I asked as they unsnapped my jeans and ripped open my fly, my zipper rasping down. “He’s your boyfriend. Is it really okay to cheat on him?”

“Yep,” she moaned. “When it’s you, Henry” She winked at me and then pulled down my jeans with Izolde. “God, you’re such a stud, Henry. It was so hot watching you breastfeed from your mother.”

“So fucking hot,” Izolde added. They had my jeans around my ankles now and reached for my boxers. “Mmm, we’re going to love your dick. Just make you explode.”

They ripped down my boxer as Linda walked in. She stared in envy at the girls as she took her seat nearby. She watched me over her shoulder as my dick popped out of my jeans. Linda bit her lip in envy as the two girls kneeling beneath my desk gasped in awe.

They gripped my dick. They held onto my cock fresh from my mother’s asshole. I had fucked my mommy-succubus up the ass as she had eaten my cum out of Addy’s pussy. The entire school had watched that moment, cheering me on. This was all so insane.

“That was just in my mom’s asshole,” I groaned. “I didn’t get a chance to wash it.”

“We’ll wash it,” Brenda promised while Izolde purred, “Mmm, we’ll give your dirty dick a tongue bath.”

Their tongues licked up and down my dick. They bathed me. I groaned as they moaned. Their eyes closed. The two girls seemed to love the sour flavor. Their warm tongues stroked up my shaft. I shuddered, my long dick throbbing. There was so much for them to clean. So much for them to lick up.

They climbed higher and higher, purring as they did. I shuddered. Linda bit her lip as she watched. The guys were all looking on in envy. Chris flashed me a thumb’s up and Pete had a big grin on his face as he shook his head like he was both thrilled for me and wishing to be in my place.

I groaned as the girls reached the tip of my dick. They bathed the spongy crown. They flicked their tongues over that spot. I groaned as they did. This felt so incredible. I shuddered, my face contorting from the delight. This was incredible, my face scrunching up from the bliss.

I loved what they did to my dick with their tongues.

My cock throbbed and ached as they danced their tongues around the tip. They kissed at it. Izolde had pink lips and Brenda ruby. Their lips brushed. They kissed for a moment, their tongues dancing while they rubbed my crown into their cheeks, smearing precum on their face.

“God, he tastes good,” moaned Izolde when the pair broke their kiss.”

“Right,” Brenda groaned and then swallowed the tip of my dick. She suckled hard, my balls tightening. I groaned as she bobbed up and down, the pleasure rushing through me.

“You little bitch,” purred Izolde. She licked Brenda’s ear. “Mmm, you just darted in and stole that dick from me. How utterly naughty of you.”

“Yeah,” I groaned, leaning back as the pleasure shot through me. She wasn’t kidding. Fred had no complaints. Only Fred wasn’t the one getting blown any longer. I had broken up their relationship. My presence had warped the air and made both girls lust for me.

All because I had a succubus for a mother.

“Goddamn,” I groaned as Brenda bobbed her head, polishing my dirty dick. “Brenda!”

Her warm, wet mouth worked up and down my dick. She felt incredible. I loved how amazing this was. It felt so good as she worked her mouth up and down my cock. She suckled on me with hunger, her tongue dancing around the crown of my cock.

“No fair,” Izolde pouted. “You’ve sucked his dick enough. I have to show him that I’m amazing at sucking cock, too.”

Brenda popped her mouth off my cock with a wet plop. “Sorry, sorry. Your turn, Izolde. I can share his wonderful dick.”

“You got to,” Izolde said. “Studs like him are going to be fucking every hot bitch he can.”

“Well,” I panted. More like they were all going to fuck me.

Izolde slid her pink lips over my dick. I groaned as she suckled at me. My face contorted from the pleasure of it. She suckled with hunger. She bobbed her head with aggression, her purple hair dancing around her cheeks. I groaned, my hands clenching into fists. I shuddered, loving the feel of her mouth.

The pressure in my balls rose with her every suckle. Most of the class had walked in, but no Mrs. Spartan. They were all watching the blowjob. Guys grinning and girls squirming. I groaned, trying to ignore it. Wanting to cum as fast as I could before Mrs. Spartan walked in.

“My turn, Izolde,” moaned Brenda. “I need to get that yummy cock back into my mouth.”

Izolde popped her lips off with a wet plop. Drool ran down her chin. “It’s such a delicious dick. Yes, yes, suck him. Then let me nurse on him. I just want to suckle on him hard.”

Brenda swallowed that cock. Her mouth nursed on me with passion. She suckled with hunger. She nursed on me with that skill. Her tongue danced around my dick. My balls tightened as she worked her mouth. I came closer and closer to cumming.

Izolde licked at the base of my cock. She fluttered her tongue up and down the parts that Brenda couldn’t reach. It was just too long. My dick big and throbbing. I was huge, apparently. I had no idea. I had always been this shy, nerdy guy. I was a virgin until last night when my mommy-succubus had changed that. Now...

Now I was getting a double blowjob in the middle of class from two hot girls.

Brenda popped her mouth off and Izolde took over. She liked to suckle hard. To nurse with passion. Not as much tongue, but it still had me arching my back, the back of the cheap chair biting into my flesh. I didn’t care about the discomfort.

I had a hottie loving my dick.

“That’s it, Izolde,” moaned Brenda. “Ooh, ooh, but whose mouth will he cum in?”

Izolde popped her mouth off and Brenda swooped in. As the black-haired girl sucked on me, Izolde groaned, “He can cum on our faces. Then we can both be showered in his cum.”

Brenda squealed around my dick, a schoolgirl thrilled by that.

I groaned, the sixteen-year-old girl suckling hard on my dick. Her tongue danced around the crown. They had buffed me clean by now, the stimulation swelling the pressure in my nuts. I rose towards that orgasm.

Facial? In the middle of class.

I groaned, staring at Rita and Dominique who had joined Linda in watching me with envy in their eyes. They licked their lips like they wanted to be nursing on my cock. I groaned, closing my eyes as the pressure grew and grew.

Then Brenda slid off and Izolde slid on. Her warm mouth nursed on my dick with hunger. I loved every moment of it. I loved the way she worshiped my cock. It was amazing to enjoy. My hands balled into fists. My face contorted from the delight of this moment. I would have such a big orgasm.

“Fuck,” I groaned. “I’m getting close!”

Izolde popped her mouth off. She and Brenda fisted my cock, their faces pressed tight together. They whimpered and moaned while the pressure swelled at the tip of my dick. My balls grew hotter and hotter, coming closer and closer to that boil.

“Cum on our faces, Henry!” moaned Izolde.

“Jizz all over our us!” Brenda groaned. “I’ve never had a guy cum on my face. Fred always wanted to, but it’s too demeaning. But you can cum on my face. You can do anything to me.”

“Anything,” breathed Dominique, the Black girl winking at me.

“Fuck!” I gasped at those words and then I erupted.

My cum fired from my cock and bathed the two girls’ faces. Izolde and Brenda moaned as I erupted. My seed splashed on their cheeks and foreheads. Shots landed in their open mouths, tongues thrust out. I groaned with each blast.

Pleasure slammed through me. Rapture crashed into my mind. Ecstatic stars twinkled across my vision as I pumped more and more cum onto their faces. I covered them in my pearly spunk. The guys cheered me on as I pumped all that spunk onto their features. This heady rush swept over me. I groaned, squeezing my eyes shut.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” I groaned as I pumped the last of my cum on their faces.

“Well, well, well,” a tight voice said.

I fluttered my eyes open and froze to find Mrs. Spartan glaring at us from the front of the classroom. She had her black hair up in a bun, her face fierce and angry. Her arms folded beneath her breasts seemed to enhance their size. Big and full. Her V-neck blouse showed off a nice bit of cleavage and her tight, short pencil skirt left her toned thighs and calves on display. An athletic woman. She shook her head, a thick, gold bracelet on her left wrist gleaming in the light.

“You three, upfront!” she ordered, her voice snapping like the release of a bowstring.

“Y-yes, Mrs. Spartan,” I gasped and bolted upright, my cock bouncing before me.

She arched an eyebrow at that, and a sneer of disgust spilled over her lips.

The two girls rose and looked sheepish. They dripped in cum. It spilled off their faces dripped on their blouses. Some of it had even gotten in their hair. I bent down and yanked up my pants and boxers, struggling to fasten up.

“Now!” She snapped her fingers and pointed before her long desk. It was mostly bare save for a pencil holder and a binder. She kept a tidy classroom.

The two girls gasped and rushed forward. I hurried after, holding my pants closed. I couldn’t do anything else. My heart raced as Mrs. Spartan stared at me with fierce, brown eyes. I felt like she was feathering me with angry arrows, furious at me for what had happened.

Well, it was different from being horny with me. The rest of the class all watched in dead silence. They could feel the cold rage radiating off of Mrs. Spartan. She did not appreciate finding me getting a double blowjob.

There was one sane person in this school. One teacher who had an appropriate reaction.

The three of us reached her desk, Brenda on my left, Izolde on my right, the closest to the teacher. I swallowed as Mrs. Spartan moved before us. I squirmed, still struggling to zip up, my cock thrusting out the tip of my jeans.

She ran a finger over the tip of my dick and then frowned at the precum on there. She wiped it off on my shirt. “Stop that, Henry. You don’t need to zip up yet.”

Never mind. There went her having a normal reaction.

“You three have been naughty children,” she said, her eyes burning with this intense heat. “I can’t abide that. Turn around, bend over my desk, and drop your pants and underwear.”

“What?” I gasped.

“Did I stutter?” she demanded, her eyes boring into me. “Did I speak in Latin by mistake? Or Ancient Greek? Turn around, bend over, and drop those pants. You have to be punished. Spanked.”

I gaped at her.

“You do not want to make this any worse for yourself by dawdling, do you?”

“N-no, Mrs. Spartan,” I gasped while Izolde and Brenda squeaked the same.

“Then turn around, bend over, and drop those pants, NOW!”

I turned around and shoved down my pants and boxers again. Beside me, Brenda and Izolde were unsnapping the skinny jeans they wore. Izolde shoved down them and the red panties she had. Brenda had a black thong that peeled out of her butt-crack. I swallowed as I let my pants and underwear fall to my ankles. I bent over, my cock hard against the desk.

Why was I hard?

Why did I keep doing what women told me to do? Just let them ravish my body? I was a cambion. Surely that meant I should be more dominant than this? But my mommy-succubus had done whatever she wanted to me.

And now Mrs. Spartan would spank me. I imagined I’d have to lick her pussy next. Maybe fuck her before the entire class.

She grabbed my ass and squeezed. “Mmm, not bad.” Then Izolde’s squawked as Mrs. Spartan purred, “Peachy and curvy. Very nice.”

“Th-thank you, Mrs. Spartan,” Izolde said as she bent down beside me.

Brenda lay on the other side, her face smearing cum onto the teacher’s desk. She whimpered. The teacher stood behind her. We were sixteen. In fucking high school. This couldn’t be happening, and yet it was. My heart thundered and my dick throbbed. I was ... excited.

What had my mommy-succubus done to me?

“This is my classroom,” Mrs. Spartan said. “My queendom. You do not fornicate in here without my permission. Is that understood?”

“Yes, Mrs. Spartan,” the three of us chorused.

“You do not so much as suck a dick in my class unless you beg me!”

SMACK!

Izolde gasped. Her head arched up from the stinging sound that echoed throughout the classroom.

“You do not lick a dick no matter how big it is in my classroom unless you fall to your knees and plead with me!” hissed Mrs. Spartan.

SMACK!

Brenda yelped and then gasped, “Yes, Mrs. Spartan.”

“You don’t touch a single girl in my classroom without falling to your knees and kissing my feet in supplication!”

SMACK!

Her hand slapped hard on my ass. I gasped at the stinging pain. The heat melted down to my dick. I ached even more after being spanked. I felt the burning impression of her hand as she moved over to Izolde.

SMACK!

Izolde moaned.

SMACK!

I gasped, my butt-cheeks clenching and dick throbbing from the stinging impact.

SMACK!

Brenda squealed, her head tossing, smearing more cum onto the desk.

“Nothing happens in this class unless I bless it!” SMACK!

Her hand slapped into my ass. I groaned, my dick throbbing. Her fingernails bit into the meat of my butt-cheek. “Do you understand me, Henry?”

“Yes, Mrs. Spartan,” I groaned. “I’ll ... I’ll ask in the future.”

“Yes, you will!”

SMACK!

Izolde gasped, her head arching and purple hair swaying.

“And you, you little slut, you will not touch a dick without my permission, will you?”

“N-no, Mrs. Spartan!”

SMACK!

The dominating teacher spanked my ass again. I groaned. Then she slapped on Brenda’s ass only to come back to me. I was in the middle. I was getting spanked twice as hard as the girls. The pain burned over my ass and swelled the ache at the tip of my dick.

I wanted to cum.

SMACK!

Did I want to cum from being spanked?

SMACK!

The teacher slapped her hand down on my ass and moved on to Izolde. Then back to me. That burning swept through my body. I groaned, my dick throbbing. Precum dripped from the tip of my bock as she spanked Brenda.

SMACK!

I groaned at that slap. She made my ass burn. I panted, looking at Brenda and Izolde. They were both squirming, their faces twisting with pain and pleasure. They were whimpering and squirming as the teacher went back and forth.

SMACK!

SMACK!

SMACK!

SMACK!

Izolde. Me. Brenda. Me. Izolde. Me. Brenda. Me.

I swallowed, the sounds echoing through the classroom as my balls brimmed with cum. I ached to just explode. This sexy teacher was disciplining me, and I wanted more. Craved more. I wished she was my mommy-succubus. She used to spank me as a child. She could do it now that I was sixteen.

But I was her Master. I should be spanking her, right?

The hand slapped down on my ass. I grunted, the pain burning across my butt-cheek. The desk creaked as I shifted. I groaned, tossing my head from the pleasure that rippled through me. This was intense. I ached and throbbed, my chest rising and falling as I endured this pain. I shuddered, my dick throbbing and aching.

“Mmm, have you learned your lesson, children,” Mrs. Spartan asked?

“Yes, Mrs. Spartan,” I groaned, the two girls echoing me.

She grabbed a fistful of my brown hair and yanked me up to my feet with surprising strength. I gasped as she grabbed my dick thrusting out hard beside me. She shoved me over until I was standing behind Brenda, her ass as red as mine felt. Her shaved cunt gleamed with juices. To my shock, Mrs. Spartan pressed my cock right against Brenda’s cunt.

“You want to fuck her, don’t you?” Mrs. Spartan asked, sliding my dick up and down Brenda’s snatch.

The teenager moaned her excitement, her reddened ass clenching. The tip of my dick pushed into her folds, her cuntlips sliding over the tip of my dick.

“Well, Henry?” Mrs. Spartan demanded, squeezing hard on my shaft.

I winced. “Y-yes,” I groaned. “But she’s not on the pill. If I—”

“Then fuck the slut!” she hissed and released my cock. A moment later, her hand slapped hard on my ass.

SMACK!

I gasped as the force drove me forward. I plunged my dick into Brenda’s cunt.

She gasped, her head throwing back as my dick sank into her cunt. She threw a look over her shoulder, her eyes wide in delight as I sank into her unprotected pussy. Her hot snatch sucked at my cock as I slid further and further into her.

“Oh, my god, thank you, Mrs. Spartan!” gasped Brenda, her head tossing. “Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you for letting Henry fuck me! I’m going to be a good girl.”

“What about Fred?” I groaned, my dick buried to the hilt in her.

“Fuck Fred!” she moaned, her pussy clenching down my cock. “You got a bigger dick. You’re so sexy. Oh, yes, yes, yes, I want to be your girl. Like Addy.”

“Oh, then fuck me next,” moaned Izolde, cum still mattering her face.

“You are going to fall to your knees, pull down my panties, and eat my pussy,” Mrs. Spartan commanded. “Right now, slut!”

“Y-yes, Mrs. Spartan!” squeaked Izolde.

As you savor being in Brenda’s unprotected cunt, you watch Izolde fall to her knees. She’s the one you should be fucking. She was the one on the pill. Birth control. No chance in claiming her like you did Addy. Into turning her into your personal slut.

Izolde’s hands shove up beneath Mrs. Spartan’s skirt. The entire class is watching, enraptured by what was going on. A pair of black panties appeared, bunched up as they rolled over those toned thighs. They passed the teacher’s knees and then she stepped out of them.

Without hesitating, Izolde thrust her head up beneath the teacher’s skirt and clearly started licking at Mrs. Spartan’s married cunt. She feasted on that pussy, licking with hunger. The teacher groaned, her left hand grabbing the back of Izolde’s head through the skirt, the wide, gold bracelet gleaming.

“You’re not fucking me, Henry,” Brenda moaned. “Mmm, work that cock in and out of my cunt.”