Trouble with Teacher
Note: If you're under 18 or whatever the legal age is for your location, do not read further. This story contains semi-nonconsensual actions between a cub girl and her teacher. If you read on, you choose to do so of your own will and yadda yadda can't complain.
Note 2: This story has been rewritten and as such I'm not including it with the others under the story tree. Some people will probably prefer this version as it's less violent. I'm correcting a few errors, but basically leaving it as is. Consider it a rough draft. Thanks.
Detention.. That word made little Sasha tremble. Never before had she been in trouble and never before had she needed tell her parents of a bad deed that happened in school. Still, the blame had been pinned on her. The ten year old silver wolf girl had been at the wrong place at the wrong time when her teacher had found himself glued to his seat. All the boys in the class thought it was a hoot to pin it on her. Her parents had been, in a word, furious. She had never seen her father so angry.
As she walked through the now empty halls of the school toward her classroom, she felt her stomach tighten into knots. Nervously, she moved a paw to knock on the door, praying silently that her teacher had forgotten and wouldn't be in.
"Come in."
The panther male inside turned his attention to the door, preparing to greet the little hooligan who had put glue all over his seat. Thankfully his pants had absorbed it and he hadn't lost any fur, but it still had been a major source of embarrassment. Sasha padded into the room, silently closing the door behind her. She watched the older male with big green eyes, tears nearly falling down her cheeks.
"Welcome to detention, Sasha. For the next three hours you will be practicing your multiplication tables. Should you grow tired of this, we will work on your spelling, which I might add, has been poor lately. Glue will not be involved in our lesson plans, now or in the future. ", he stated, his tone remaining firm to let her know he was in charge.
"I.. didn't do it, Mr. Riley.. I promise I didn't.. ", she whimpered, making a futile effort to proclaim her innocence. Her paws dragged on the floor and her tail was low between her legs. It kept the rear of her skirt pushed down, causing the front to ride up a little. The panther watched her with curious eyes, obviously not buying it.
"I would prefer it if you show me respect and refrain from lying to me. Unless you want to add to your detention time..", he replied, standing up to move toward her desk.
"Y..yes sir..", she sighed, shivering a little as she noticed the panther male looming over her. He was so much bigger than her, so much stronger. It always scared her when males stood over her like that. It reminded her too much of her daddy.
"Open your math book and flip to the chapter on multiplication. I want you to copy down what you see until you fill the page, then flip it over and repeat the process.. Do you understand?"
"Yessir.. I do.. but.. "
"But what?", he asked, leaning closer.
"Could you.. move away? I don't like anyone standing over me.."
'Is that so? This isn't a place for your comfort or amusement... You were very, very bad and must be punished..", he whispered, leaning closer. As he leaned toward her, she yelped and tried to lean away. It didn't take long for her to lean so far over that she fell out of her seat, landing on the floor below. Something was odd, though, she definitely felt colder. Looking up, she saw her little school skirt stuck firmly to her desk chair.
The panther smiled at seeing her like that. Giving the cubs a taste of their own medicine always worked wonders beyond the more linear punishments. He looked over her bared pink panties and felt himself twitching inside his pants. Riley idly lowered a paw to touch himself there, moving to crouch down beside of her.
"Detention is a place for punishment.. I'm going to make sure you never play a prank like that again.. It's not very fun when someone can see your undies, is it?"
"N..no sir..", she whimpered, now starting to cry a little bit. Something about him just felt wrong. She could sense he wasn't looking at her in the right way. The wolf girl rolled herself on her hands and knees and tried to sit up, but soon found something pushing her down. Her teacher's paw rested firmly on her rump, the black fur sticking out against the pink of her panties. She yelped as he gave her rump a firm squeeze,
"You aren't getting up just yet. I'm not finished with you. We've got a little business to attend to before I let you get to work. Close your eyes and start reciting your numbers to me..", he ordered, sliding his paw down to feel between her legs.. He touched her little slit through her panties, all the while positioning himself behind her. The girl was terrified beyond belief and too shocked to do anything other than obey.
"One t..times.. one is.. one.. One times two.. is t..t..two..", she recited, shaking heavily as he rubbed at her little pink slit through her pink panties. Both of his paws moved under her, pulling her up to a proper hands-and-knees position. She felt him reaching under her shirt to pinch her little, undeveloped nipples. It terrified her, but still she counted "One times.. three.. is three..."
As she counted off, the feline moved his fingerpads over her little nipples. The little nubs were firm and ready for his touch. Back and forth he rolled them between his thumb and his forefinger. He could feel her shivers underneath him, turning him on more. His cock was hard as a piece of steel in his pants, ready for what would come next. He swore to himself he could feel the heat on his face her little pussy was giving off.
One paw left her body and moved to his pants, unzipping them to a degree so he could slide his shaft out. The dark colored meat glistened slightly as he moved it toward the counting girl's rump. He pushed it toward her panties, using the head of it to push them aside. Sasha stopped the count and froze up as she felt the big thing starting to try and push into her.
"No! Don't! Don't put anything in there!", she screamed, though no one was around to hear her. Riley backhanded her across the rump, causing her to squeal more and try to get away. As she tried to crawl he dropped down on her, his larger form absolutely covering and hiding hers. She felt his paws hold her shoulders as the big thing pushed harder against her young slit. Pain like she'd never felt before tore through her body.
She was just as tight as he'd imagined. That little cunny fit him like a glove. He reveled in the feeling of tearing past her maiden head, popping her cherry with little regard or warning. Even as he moved to hilt himself in her, she squirmed around his cock in her futile effort to get away. Every little movement she made translated down to delicious rubbing on his shaft, only serving to encourage him more. She had no way to know it, but he was penetrating into her womb.
The little bitch thought she could get away, for some reason. Riley pushed her shoulders down hard against the floor and moved to bite in to the back of her neck. The feeling of her blood on his cock only served to increase his arousal. He growled, "I didn't tell you to stop counting. If you don't know your numbers, we'll have to do this again."
Sasha's body went tense almost immediately. Again? Already he was tearing her apart! Something inside of her told her to submit, as if she needed this thingy of his in her. He hit that spot repeatedly as he pushed into her, his dark meat glistening with her blood and young juices. Every thrust went deeper into her. That meat of his was almost too big for her little hole, and no pleas were able to leave her lips for fear of further punishment. Her teacher had her pinned to the floor, raping her, before she even knew such an action or word existed.
Tears poured down her cheeks as she struggled to speak through the pain. She hated him for this, continuing, "Two... times.. three.. is six! Two... "
Riley smirked as he held her down, loving that she was struggling so much, yet obeying. Her tight little cunny was squeezing around his cock as if it wanted every drop of pre he had in his balls. He always loved the young ones, even if they lacked experience. Their tightness almost always made up for any lack of ability since they'd milk him all the same. His hips messily slapped against her rump as he hammered into her, pushing her panties to the side.
"That's a good girl, very good.. Tell your teacher the product of five times eight?", he asked, his grip on her shoulders tightening.
"F..fo... forty!", she screamed, now feeling something peculiar inside of her.
Shivers ran up her spine, seeming to run directly from her invaded slit. Something was going on down there other than the pain and every now and then he'd hit a few spots that made her want to moan. Her teacher knew what he was doing, using her little body for his pleasure, but also knew how to pleasure her. She cried as the feeling built up inside of her. It was too much for her mind to handle and she felt so dirty for enjoying it.
"No.. no.. please.. no.. It hurts.. so much.. I'm.. gonna.. explode.."
"Then explode. I'm not taking it out! ",he growled, biting and letting go of her scruff. He licked at her ears in a dirty way, wanting her to feel his tongue on her body. Sasha screamed out again and felt that 'sepcial' spasm happening. Every time he pushed into her, there was another spasm like that. She felt them getting faster and closer together, soon seeming to happen every time he moved an inch. Her little body was rocked by her not-so-virgin orgasm as he kept shoving it into her.
"Such a dirty little slut.. Cumming from being raped... Do you want me to put my stickies in you?"
"...", she kept silent, not knowing what he was talking about. He responded by thrusting harder, causing the pleasure to spike inside of her again.. Her juices dripped to the floor and made a little puddle below his cock.
"Do you want me to cum in you? Beg for it.. Beg for it.. like a good little slut girl.. That's the only way it'll end.", he growled, biting her on the shoulder. She squealed out and nodded rapidly, more in fear than anything else at this point.
"..C..c.cum in me... please... cum in me.."
"Cum in me, what? What are you?"
"C..cum.. cum in me.. sir.. I'mma... good little.. slut girl..", she whispered, wanting to wipe the now stinging tears from her eyes.
Hearing her ask for it made him smile. The panther had no reason to deny her the treat. He held himself inside of her, his balls aching with need as the pressure built. His entire cock throbbed hard in her The head of it flared as his thick spurts of panther cum flowed out and saturated her walls.. The heat of it filled her and made her scream again. Her little belly couldn't hold it all even as her tiny womb was directly injected. It back-flowed and poured out over his cock and balls, dribbling out on the floor with her juices.
Sasha cried to herself and wanted so much to just vanish right then. Not only had he raped her, he had made her cum and beg for his. Her torture wasn't over, not by a long-shot. That sneaky teacher of hers still had so much planned. She cried even as he ripped his cock from her. A long rope of his cum hung out from his glistening cock tip to her pussy.
"Can you tell me the product of twelve times twelve?", he asked, sitting up and moving his paw to pull her panties down her rump. He played with her ass cheeks a little.
"..No.. sir.. ", she cried, sniffling some.
Riley eyed her tailhole and smiled to himself, "We still have some work to do here, then..."