Alexis Chapter 3

The beginning of the next week goes by rather uneventfully. Mr. Hughes doesn't acknowledge me in class, and I'm starting to wonder if he's regretting everything we had done. My suspicions are proven wrong however on Wednesday.

The bell rings and kids scramble to get out the door for lunch. I'm slowly gathering my things and standing up, careful not to expose the straps of my white g-string.

"Alex, I need to see you," Mr. Hughes says. I look up at him, and he's staring at me with a stern look on his face. He motions for me to follow him with his finger, and my heart starts to race faster as I realize that he's leading me to the supplies closet. When the last student has left he room, he opens the door to the closet and we both sneak in, locking it behind us.

Without saying anything, I drop to my knees and pull Mr. Hughes' pants and underwear down, freeing his semi-hard cock. I immediately go to work and begin sucking on him.

"I want you to listen to me," he says. He's talking to me as though I'm not giving him head; he's all business. I moan in understanding and continue to slurp at his cock, bobbing my head up and down.

"I know how much you like being my little slut," he says.

"Mmm hmm," I sigh between sucks. He rubs his finger against my cheek softly.

"I was wondering if you'd be interested in taking this a step further," he replies. I stop sucking.

"What do you mean?" I ask.

"Keep going," Mr. Hughes demands. I quickly slide his cock back into my mouth and get back to work.

"I want you to be my whore. I want you to fuck me whenever I say so. I want you to fuck whoever I tell you to. You'll be dressed at all times when we're together, and we'll spend entire weekends whoring you out. In return, I'll buy you everything you need to be the perfect girl." Mr. Hughes says this all at once, and it takes a minute for me to take it all in. I'm still sucking at his cock when the weight of what he's just offered hits me.