She half heartedly struggled to move but where would she go? She was alone in her teacher’s home, she’d come here voluntarily after school for what she thought was tuition.
No one would believe her though. They’d say her good grades up till now had been down to her corrupting of the good teacher, that she’d led him on by being so nice. She knew she was to blame so she merely whimpered as he came and grunted, waiting for him to finish.
"Are you done sir?", she asked in a neutral tone.
"Fuck no!" he exclaimed, "I’ve been waiting for this for months. Get your sweet mouth over here to get me ready for round 2"
She knew better than to argue.