Karen, My School Teacher Part 4

I looked at his stiff cock. It looked so good. “Are you threatening me?”

“Well...I know about your mom's pantyhose and panties. You really want your mom to find out about you?”

He was right. What if he told my mom? And she definitely knew that this is not her pantyhose and panties. I could not put my mom in that situation. I couldn't look my mom in the eyes if she knew this, and I gave a promise to Karen. Karen had done so much more for me, than anyone in the world has given me. This I needed to handle myself.

“I won't tell anyone. I swear!”

“You know something about me and I know something about you. But my doll is dead, and I don't see anyone else, but you here!” he got this smirk smile on his face.

“What you want from me? Just tell me!”

He touched himself in front of me. “I know that there are a lot of girl clothes behind the stage, some wigs and makeup, and you’ve already got your mom’s pantyhose with you! I'm starting to think that's why you came down here for. Right?”

My body was feeling warm. “Ehmm...But I did not know you would be down here!?”

He laughed “Now look at it this way. Now you have permission to try it on!”

I got very excited.

“So go behind the stage and go doll yourself up. Then come back on stage and do some catwalking for me!”

I blushed. This is exactly what I came here for! But even more now because I knew my teacher watching me. “Ok, I’ll do it. But I don't want to be fucked by you!”

He stood up and put on some music. Some quiet piano music. “No, it’s ok. No one talking about fucking anyone here. Now go up on stage take your clothes of till you’re naked. Then you’re gonna take your mom’s pantyhose on first, then her cum-stained panties on top. After that, you’re gonna find something girly to wear in the dressing room behind the stage!”

I went up on stage by the table. “But can't I just change in the dressing room?”

He took a chair and sat next to the camera. “Don't you fucking question me, Brian. Take your clothes off now!”