4A’S STUDENTS: FUTURE’S TOY

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[This story is set 14 years in the future.] Plot: Sam is a high school professor, but his weakness has remained. So Hellen and Veronica, two students, take advantage of it.

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WARNING: This story contains scenes of violence, Sex and domination.

If the arguments offend you, please leave.

If you are not 18+, please leave.

The arguments are PURE FICTION, and the people in the stories are NOT real.

LANGUAGE NOTE: English is not my native language, so there may be some errors.

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I’m Sam Watson. I am 33 years old, and I am a maths professor in my native town of Florida, Gainesville. I lived a normal childhood, and a… terrible adolescence.

During my teenage years, instead of having fun and lots of friends, I was enslaved, dominated, subdued by my younger Sister, Rebecca Watson, and her powerful legs.

I spent the ‘best years of my life’ squeezed between a pair of muscular thighs, knocked out by my Sister, forced to worship her immense legs and her strong Ass, and sexually enslaved by Rebecca.

My little Sister, trained and muscled, would not let me live, torturing me for her entertainment. As if that were not enough, I have suffered the oppression and domination of many girls, both my cousins, my aunt, girls at school, girls in the Boy Scouts group.

In other words, I have always been a toy for women and girl, an easy guy to manipulate and subdue.

These things have profoundly changed me.

Now, I’m 32, and I’m a professor, but my weakness hasn’t changed. I remained weak, especially towards the female gender.

18 yo girls are unfair. Their tapered and trained bodies, betray their age. Curved bodies, like hourglasses, wide hips, long and meaty thighs, trained and firm calves, giant boobs, and erotic pornstar faces, is the show that awaited me every time I walked into the classroom, to teach class 4A.

Those girls did all their girlish things, and they were already highly developed, so their bodies demanded much more sexual pleasure. The girls from the class 4A used to devour shy boys, for breakfast.

The school where I was a professor, was a humanistic high school, full of psychology, pedagogy, and other bullshit school subjects. And it was, fucking, full of girls.

In each class, for each boy there were…at least, 6 girls.

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After another of my useless lesson in class 4A, the bell rang, and I sat down for a moment, watching all the girls, and the few boys, exit the classroom.

It was May, and it was very Hot outside. The girls dressed… at the limits of decency. Half for the heat, half to show off their breathtaking curves.

Here and there, I saw short leggings, low-cut T-shirts, sleeveless T-shirts, skintight shorts, little skirts paired with stockings, which left uncovered, the tanned thighs of the students. Young and feminine flesh exposed everywhere, and then some girls with bare bellies, their navel piercings glistening in the sun.

It was incredible, most of them were taller than me, at only 18 yo! If they weren’t my students, I would think they might have been…25, or 26 yo, at least.

I went to my office. I had a lot of math tests, to correct. Damn, the kids just didn’t understand my math! After a couple of tests corrected and evaluated, a student from class 4A, Cindy Carter, entered in my office, and smiling, she slipped over to my desk.

Oh God! Cindy Harper was a real bitch. Long blonde hair pulled back into a ponytail, piercing green eyes, huge boobs, tapered but powerful body, like a volleyball player, and her fantastic, soft and sweet lips. For the past few weeks, once a week, Cindy Harper has been coming to my office to suck my cock, in exchange for good grades in math.

The idea had come from Cindy, of course. I didn’t want to, but I couldn’t stop her. Everytime, the blonde Cindy walked into my office, and immediately threw herself on my cock. I couldn’t even react.

Cindy Harper threw herself on my cock, sitting at the foot of my desk. She pulled my aching penis out of my pants, and she began stroking my cock, slowly, up and down.

“Mmmhhh Mister Watson, you are already hard…it must be veeery difficult…to stay in class 4A…without having an erection, isn’t it? Do you get excited looking at your students, hm mister Watson?” Cindy whispered.

Spread on the chair, I enjoyed her caresses. I couldn’t stop her.

“Y’Know, Mister Watson, the deal we made…benefits both of us. I get good grades in your stupid and useless subject…And you get…some Love. My mouth relieves the your stress, right?” the sweet 18 yo girl whispered, with my erect penis inches from her lips.

“Mister Watson….” was all Cindy said, before leaning forward, her mouth open, her tongue resting against the lower lip, and slowly taking my cock inside her warm, wet mouth.

“Haaahhhhh,” I panted, the contact was absolutely pleasant. Like an expert, Cindy Harper licked my penis like an ice cream, milking the spongy head of my cock, with her talented lips.

With her little hand wrapped around the base of my cock, Cindy ran her warm tongue along the entire trunk of my penis, looking at me with her beautiful green eyes.

Then she started to suck my cock, up and down, with Love. Her blond hair moved to the rhythm of her tongue.

The room was quiet, there were only soft moans and the oily noises of the magnificent Blowjob that Cindy was giving me.

“Anffffff….” I moaned,with pleasure. Cindy Harper was truly a first-class cocksucker.

After another of my useless lesson in class 4A, the bell rang, and I sat down for a moment, watching all the girls, and the few boys, exit the classroom.

It was May, and it was very Hot outside. The girls dressed… at the limits of decency. Half for the heat, half to show off their breathtaking curves.

Here and there, I saw short leggings, low-cut T-shirts, sleeveless T-shirts, skintight shorts, little skirts paired with stockings, which left uncovered, the tanned thighs of the students. Young and feminine flesh exposed everywhere, and then some girls with bare bellies, their navel piercings glistening in the sun.

It was incredible, most of them were taller than me, at only 18 yo! If they weren’t my students, I would think they might have been…25, or 26 yo, at least.

I went to my office. I had a lot of maths tests, to correct. Damn, the kids just didn’t understand my lessons! After a couple of tests corrected and evaluated, a student from class 4A, Cindy Carter, entered in my office, and smiling, she slipped over to my desk.

Oh, God!! Cindy Harper was a real bitch. Long blonde hair pulled back into a ponytail, piercing green eyes, huge boobs, tapered but powerful body, like a volleyball player, and her fantastic, soft and sweet lips. For the past few weeks, once a week, Cindy Harper has been coming to my office to suck my cock, in exchange for good grades in math.

The idea had come from Cindy, of course. I didn’t want to, but I couldn’t stop her. Every time, the blonde Cindy walked into my office, and immediately threw herself on my cock. I couldn’t even react.

Cindy Harper threw herself on my cock, sitting at the foot of my desk. She pulled my aching penis out of my pants, and she began stroking my cock, slowly, up and down.

“Mmmhhh Mister Watson, you are already hard…it must be veeery difficult…to stay in class 4A…without having an erection, isn’t it? Do you get excited looking at your students, hm, mister Watson?” Cindy whispered.

Spread on the chair, I enjoyed her caresses. I couldn’t stop her.

“Y’Know, Mister Watson, the deal we made…benefits both of us. I get good grades in your stupid and useless subject… And you get…some Love. My mouth relieves your stress, right?” the sweet 18 yo girl whispered, with my erect penis inches from her lips.

“Mister Watson….” was all Cindy said, before leaning forward, her mouth open, her tongue resting against the lower lip, and slowly taking my cock inside her warm, wet mouth.

“Haaahhhhh,” I panted, the contact was absolutely pleasant. Like an expert, Cindy Harper licked my penis like an ice cream, milking the spongy head of my cock, with her talented lips.

With her little hand wrapped around the base of my cock, Cindy ran her warm tongue along the entire length of my penis, looking at me with her beautiful green eyes.

Then she started to suck my cock, up and down, with Love. Her blond hair moved to the rhythm of her tongue.

The room was quiet, there were only soft moans and the oily noises of the magnificent Blowjob that Cindy was giving me.

“Anffffff….” I moaned, lost in pleasure. Cindy Harper was truly a first-class cocksucker.

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Suddenly, the door opened with a loud Slam!, and two more students from 4A entered. I jumped, embarrassed, as I tried to get Cindy off my cock. She didn’t move an inch, and she stayed with her lips glued to my penis.

“Don’t worry, Mister Watson.” Hellen Shaw said confidently, approaching my desk. “We know Cindy sucks your cock for good grades, during your Free hours.”

The other girl, Veronica Palmer, walked over to Cindy, and hissed at her to leave.

Sadly, the blonde girl gave a few more gentle licks to my penis, then she pulled him off from her warm mouth, and with a curse, she left the room.

Surprised, I forgot to put my penis back in my pants.

“Nice dick you have over there, Mister Watson.” Hellen said.

Clumsily, I covered my penis in my underwear, and I adjusted my pants and shirt.

“Er. Yes girls, d-tell me everything.”

The two girls looked at me with two big smiles.

Hellen Shaw and Veronica Palmer were two cheerleaders, established and famous in the school. Hellen had straight blonde hair, a sweet curved face, tight lips, a curvy but strong body, with big boobs, visible abs, wide hips, a big round Ass, and long, plump and muscled legs, legs that reminded me of my little Sister Rebecca’s perfect legs, only….slightly less muscular.

Veronica was taller and leaner, with very long black hair, dropped to her shoulders, a round and lively face, plump lips, medium-sized breasts, strong arms, tall and firm Ass, long and curvy legs. Her rolled belly revealed an evident, and sexy, abs.

“Well professor, we disturbed you in your…moment of privacy…to tell you a thing, or two, about….something we found.”

Veronica said.

“You know Mister Watson, there are some photos we found, by mistake. They were taken when we were 3, or 4 years old.” Hellen said, scrolling the phone.

When she showed me what she was talking about, I turned pale. A pang ran through my whole body. On Hellen’s phone were the photos my Sister Rebecca had posted 14 years ago, on Instagram.

My face and body had remained the same, so there was no doubt.

The photos where Rebecca showed the world that she dominated me, and that I was her submissive slave. The photos that had made thousands of likes and comments. The photos I thought no one remembered.

My mind was partially able to forget that pain and those feelings.

Until that moment, when I saw those photos, again.

“W-Where did you find them? You must…you must delete them immediately!! Hellen…. I’m serious!” I screamed. My face was purple.

“Y’know, Mr. Watson,” Hellen said, circling around me, like a predator.

“We know, how weak you are, and defenseless. I mean, look at your arms,….and legs! How could you not kill yourself, after your little Sister, who dominated you with her legs, humiliated you in front of the whole world?” Hellen said.

“Simple. If you don’t do as we order you to do, we’ll spread those photos everywhere. Again. And you’ll fix our grades, of course!” Veronica said, putting her mouth close to my ear.

“They will probably…kick you out of school. You will lose your job!

Look at this picture, Veronica! Mister Watson’s face is completely enveloped in his Sister‘s Ass….you can only see his… Hair!!!”

“Now that’s enough! You won’t blackmail anyone!” I screamed.

“That’s out of the question! I….. I was a kid, now it’s different. I’m a professor, a grown man, and you…. are students! The relationship must remain professional! Why don’t you go…to do your…18 years old things???” I screamed, crazy.

Hellen laughed, approaching me. Closely, her legs were impressive, wrapped in short black leggings pants.

She was almost scary, taller than me, a strong and mighty blonde cheerleader. Hellen brought her mouth to my ear, giving me goosebumps.

“Was it a professional relationship…even when Cindy Harper was sucking your cock, Mister Watson…?” Hellen purred in my ear.

I swallowed, and Hellen reached out her hand, gently stroking my hair. The sweet blonde had completely distracted me, and I had lost sight of Veronica, the brunette.

I knew where she was, when I felt her jump onto my back, and Veronica wrapped my neck with her long, soft arms. I didn’t even have time to feel pain, which immediately, Veronica’s long, slim legs snaked around my waist, wrapping me like a snake.

“Urgh! But….what…??” I shouted. Veronica rode me like a horse for a few seconds, while I fought like an animal, trying to unseat the girl.

Hellen laughed loudly, looking at the Spanish bullfighter I was showing.

Veronica dragged me to the desk, and leaned against the table, holding her arms tightly around my neck.

“Urgh!!” I groaned as the pressure hit me harder, and I felt weak.

Veronica perfected her sleeper hold around my soft neck. I fell to my knees, and then to the ground, as Veronica fiercely applied her grip to my head, cutting off the blood flow to my head.

Veronica leaned back against the desk, while I was sitting in front of her.

“Shhh…mmhhhh, Mister Watson… do you feel it? Do you feel your blood….which no longer reaches your head?”

Veronica said, muttering in my ear.

Veronica had outclassed me, hitting me by surprise. Now I was completely at her mercy, pinned down and wrapped between her legs, and arms.

Exhausted, I put up a feeble resistance with my hands, so Veronica was able to calmly arrange the grip of her arms, around my skull.

My neck was squeezed in the socket of Veronica’s right arm.

Hellen crouched in front of me.

“This feeling of helplessness, Mister Watson….does it remind you… of anything? Bad memories?” The blonde cheerleader cooed.

“Sssssssss…..” I hissed, as Veronica squeezed my neck tightly, her muscles throbbing, while her legs seemed to want to cut my body in two parts.

My Adult hands wandered over Veronica’s teenage arms and legs, effectively caressing her young skin.

“I read a thing, yesterday. That stressed professors struggle to fall asleep. It’s statistical. Hey mister Watson, here’s your chance!!”

Veronica hissed in my ear, sensually.

“Nnnnnn….. noooo!!….” I begged for mercy, but it was useless. My face was now blue. My hands fell to the ground, my neck was unnaturally tightened, my breathing passages were blocked.

“Ayo, mister Watson, shut up! And let me finish you off. Nobody can resist this hold!” Veronica hissed in my ear.

Hellen, still kneeling before me, looked at me with compassion.

“You couldn’t fight your younger Sister, 14 years ago. And now you can’t fight….2 of your students. It’s really true that people never change, Mister Watson.” Hellen cooed.

“Urgh!” I groaned as Veronica’s elbow sank deeper into my neck.

At that point, Veronica was just holding the pressure, while with her left hand she gently stroked my hair.

After a couple of seconds, my vision faded and my brain became light. A strong sensation of warmth enveloped my body. And finally I fainted, knocked out in my office, on the ground, choked out from one of my students.

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I woke up after a few minutes, I think. My head felt like… surrounded by a nice feeling of warmth. The headache was pounding, and I closed my eyes, concentrating on getting rid of the pain in the back of my neck. Then I opened my eyes again, and realized where I was.

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