I have one of the most perverted teachers on the planet. He is forever leering at my friends and I. I mean it’s super creepy! It isn’t sexy at all, I mean yeah we all love when older men look at us, but he is just…ick! Two weeks ago I caught him looking at my panties when he pretended to drop his pencil in front of my desk. I mean come on, I could tell he was staring right between my legs. I slammed my legs shut tight and told him that I was going to report him. He stood up and blushed and gave me detention for being snotty.
When I walked into the detention room I thought that Mrs. Shields would be there but it was my teacher instead, and to make matters worse it was just me! It was going to be horrible. After he shut the door he straight up told me that he didn’t appreciate that I embarrassed him in class like that and that he could get in a lot of trouble. I told him that maybe if he wasn’t so gross about the way he looks at all the girls then it wouldn’t of happened. He told me that he was going to fail me. I said go ahead. I thought he was just trying to piss me off but he actually started to change my grades on his laptop.
I told him I was sorry and that I didn’t mean it, but it’s not my fault if everyone laughs at him and knows what he does. He told me that he would accept my apology and put my grades back to A’s if I did one thing for him. I asked what that was…like I didn’t know. He went to his brief case and pulled out an outfit. I laughed and said, “Nooooo.” He said, “Then F’s it is.” I want to go to Harvard some day so I can’t have any god damned F’s! He knows it too!
I snatched it from his hands and put it on. He had me do these stupid poses for him. Then he had me stand over him and piss all over him. I sorta enjoyed that part. He started to cry and say, “Joan, JOAN, I’m so sorry, I’ll never do again, I promise!” while beating away on his cock. I was like, “Who the hell is Joan????” After we were done he told me to get out, and if I must know Joan was his sister and she used to piss on him when she would watch him because he would peek at her in the shower.
I’m trying to decide if I should still say something to the principle about him, but for now I love knowing the fact that he had me piss on him every time I see him. I always pretend like I’m going to say something about it just so I can see him get all uncomfortable about it. I love having this power over him, it makes me a happy girl!