I laughed, “Yes, it was almost orgasmic.”
Rose looked at me with a sly smile. “Interesting choice of words, Mrs. Walker.”
“Sorry, Ms. Rose,” I apologized, although truth be told, the way the mother treated me like a child both pissed me off and turned me on. More than once during the interview I had checked out the Asian woman’s nylon-clad legs and imagined her taking me then and there, forcing me to give her child better grades.
“Your cheeks are all red,” Ms. Rose noticed.
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“It’s hot in here,” I said, even though the room was chilly.
“Oh, it can be,” Ms. Rose quipped, as she walked over to me and asked, “Did the tiger bitch turn you on too?”
“What? No!” I lied.
“She did,” Ms. Rose smiled, now directly in front of me.
“It’s just, I, um, well,” I was completely flustered. I found Ms. Rose incredibly attractive and she had been the focus of many of my dildo fucking sessions.
“You’re a submissive, aren’t you, Jasmine?” she asked.
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“What? No, I….” I tried to defend.
“The bitch has me horny as hell,” Ms. Rose revealed. “I wanted to throw her on the desk and shut her up my grinding my cunt on her pretentious face.”
“You did?” I asked, as my panties instantly dampened.
“I did, and I think I plan to role play that exact situation with you,” Ms. Rose shocked me. “Get on your desk, you fucking dumb bitch.”
I gasped. “Ms. Rose, I ….”
“Now, you fucking bitch! You think you’re a tiger mom? I’ll show you where your place really should be,” Ms. Rose roared.
Startled and shocked, yet equally turned on, I nervously got onto my desk.
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“Lie down, bitch,” she demanded, as she took off her skirt, to reveal she was wearing a garter-belt and stockings.
My pussy gushed again.
Now deciding to say ‘fuck it’, to go along with the role play, I protested, “Ma’am, this is highly inappropriate.”
Ms. Rose smirked, “How you treated me and Mrs. Walker was incredibly inappropriate. Now it is time for you to return to your natural position in society… as a submissive.”
I watched her get on my desk, straddle me, and lower her pussy to my face.
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I was in awe. Her pussy was so inviting. My mouth watered as she grabbed my head and lifted it into her wetness.
“Get licking, you pretentious slut,” Ms. Rose ordered, “it’s time to eat some crow.”
And I did.
I was also intoxicated by her. Even her pussy hair seemed to perfectly capture the exotic scent that only women have.
As I was swarmed by the intense scent and sweet taste, Ms. Rose kept talking.
“Lick my cunt, bitch,” she ordered, roughly moving her pussy on my face. “This is the position you should always be in. Either on your back munching cunt or on your knees munching cunt.”
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“Yes, ma’am,” I replied, between licks, trying to roleplay the typical subservient Asian as well as my usual submissive self… this crazy encounter a dream cum (wording on purpose.. LOL) true.
“About time you addressed me properly,” Ms. Rose said. “Although the proper term is ‘Mistress’ and you are slave, pet, slut, bitch, twit, cunt-muncher, whore, and bimbo.”
Each word sent chills through my body as I loved name calling. It always turned me on to be treated like a simple slut for another’s pleasure.
“Yes, Mistress,” I moaned.
“Yes, Mistress, what?” she asked, as she kept grinding her pussy on my face.
“Yes, Mistress, I’m just a stupid bimbo mother slut who should never have disrespected or questioned a superior woman like yourself,” I answered, talking from the point of view of the tiger mom, but meaning every word.
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“Such a fucking slut,” she moaned, as she let go of my head and cupped her voluptuous breasts.
“How obedient of a slut, are you, bitch?” Ms. Rose asked a couple of minutes later.
“I’m your bimbo slave,” I answered, speaking for me now and not the fictional tiger mom.
She stood up, turned herself around and squatted over me again. “Eat my asshole.”
“But, ma’am,” I feigned in role play mode.
“No buts, slut,” Ms. Rose snapped, slapping both my tits. “Do as you’re fucking told. Now get that tongue up my asshole.”
“Yes, Mistress,” I obeyed, as I craned my head up slightly to reach her puckered rosebud, another unique scent and taste hitting my senses.
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“That’s it, bitch,” she moaned. “You came in here to put us in our place, and now you are being put in your place.”
“Yes, Mistress,” I agreed.
“I’ve wanted to do this all year,” she said.
“Me too,” I answered, no longer the tiger mom, but the submissive sex writing teacher who had long fantasized about this type of submission.
“I bet you have,” she purred.
I licked her asshole for a couple more minutes until she got off of me and said, “My knees are getting sore, come finish me off over here.”
“Yes, Mistress,” I obeyed, following her to a nearby table.
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She sat on it, spread her legs and smiled, “The other position bitches like you should always be in is… on their knees.
“Yes, Mistress,” I eagerly nodded, as I dropped down onto my knees, moved between her nylon-clad legs, and buried my face in her sweetness.
“Such an eager bitch,” she moaned. “You may actually earn yourself an A yet.”
I purred, “I want to earn an ‘A’ plus, Mistress.”
“Then you’d better show me just how good a submissive little cunt munching whore you really are,” she responded.
“Yes, Mistress,” I obeyed, exploring every crevice of her pussy, wanting to give her the best orgasm she had ever experienced.
“Oh yes, slut,” she moaned, as she leaned back. “Use that wicked tongue of yours for good for once.”
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I kept licking, exploring, and teasing, wanting to get her revved up before I moved to her swollen clit.
“That’s it, bitch,” Ms. Rose moaned, before adding, surprising me, “I think I’ll have your little nerd daughter earn her grade this way too.”
“What, ma’am?” I asked, acting surprised in my role play.
“Your daughter is a dyke, just like you,” Ms. Rose continued. “She has been munching on cheerleader pussy all semester.”
“What? No!” I gasped, looking up at her.
Ms. Rose laughed. “Your daughter doesn’t tutor the cheerleaders. No she is being tutored in how to be a pussy pleasing rug munching whore… just like her mother.”
“No,” I said, looking defeated.
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“Like mother, like daughter,” she shrugged, grabbing my head and pulling me deeper in. “Now stop talking and keep licking, slut.”
I obeyed, really enjoying the twisted wickedness of the role play. As I licked, I imagined sweet, nerdy Jung in between the legs of some of the cheerleaders, especially Robyn who was one of the most beautiful girls I had ever taught and knew it.
“Stop fucking teasing me, bitch. Suck on my fucking clit,” she demanded.
I obeyed. This made her legs twitch.
A few flicks and then some concentrated pressure was all it took as Ms. Rose’s orgasm was close.
–to be continued–