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MILF Teacher: Becoming a Present

Date: 1/23/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Domination/submission, Female / Girl, Interracial, Lesbian, Teen, Written by women, Author: jasmine walker, Rating: 90.2, Source: sexstories.com

long, Ms. Malone?" I wanted to explode at her, but didn't see any advantage to such an outburst. Instead, I remained silent and brought her the drink. She took it without even a hint of appreciation and took a sip before handing it back to me. She was treating me like a servant in my own home. She returned to typing and a couple of minutes later, while I stood there holding her drink like a maid, she announced, "Done." She patted my bed and said, "Come sit down and read the final draft." Attempting to regain some sort of resemblance of power, I refused, reaching for my computer, "No, I'll stand." Her smile faded and she pulled my computer away from me. "Sit down, Ms. Malone," she demanded; her aggressive tone startled me. Without even having time to process her command, I felt my body climb onto the bed and beside her. She took the drink and placed my laptop on my lap. "Read the final reference, Ms. Malone," she instructed. Dear who it may concern, Latoya is a student I have had the pleasure of teaching this year in Grade 12 English at Salisbery High. I have also become involved in her extra-curricular endeavours. I paused, "Latoya, I have not been a part of your extra-curricular endeavours." She took a sip of her drink before foreshadowing, "You soon will be. Now keep reading." Wanting her out of my house, I ignored the lie and continued with the letter. Latoya is an inquisitive student who excels at all she does. Her wit and intelligence exceeds all I currently teach. She ... is a great public speaker, a creative writer and a model student. If all my students worked as hard as Latoya they would all become successful members of society. As I read this, I shook my head; I would never write such generic drivel. Nor did any of those descriptors adequately describe the truth about Latoya. Oh she was smart and creative, but her descriptors were a stretch. But I decided to remain silent and continued to read the rest of the letter I was supposedly writing. Lastly, Latoya has become my Black Mistress and I eagerly serve her as the white slut I am. She owns me and I obey her every command. I paused, completely stunned by the words in front of me. I looked up at a smiling Latoya, my cheeks red with anger, and said, "Latoya, what the hell is going on here?" She smiled, "Did you finish the letter?" Defiant, I responded, putting the laptop down beside me, "No. Now you need to leave!" Her smile faded and she countered, using my first name for the first time, "Linda, you need to fall onto your knees and beg to be my white slut." I stood up off the bed and raised my voice, something I never do, and demanded, "Get out of my home now!" Her smile returned, but her condescending tone also returned in full force, "Awww, how cute, my little slut is playing hard to train." Not sure how to get her out of my house, and tears beginning to stream down my cheeks, I pleaded, "Please just leave and we will pretend this never happened." Her hand stunned me as in one quick move ...