Date: Mon, 09 Nov 2015 14:20:18 +0000 From: "george Robinson (via Google Docs)" Subject: A Very Compliant Teacher ch2 A Very Compliant Teacher ch2 John continued to keep Charlie boy naked where and when ever he could and caused him as much humiliation as possible without actually getting him into trouble with the law. John developed his sadistic streak bordering on evil. He thought nothing of bending Charles over in the rear garden and ramming the handle of a rake, covered with the dreaded cream, at least 10 inches up his arse and ordering him to run around the garden. always naked of course. He would use him for target practise in the rear garden, firing peanuts from a catapult, his knackers being the prime target. Charles was always under instruction to stand perfectly still on these occasions. John got more and more inventive as the days rolled one, finding ways of physically hurting his victim for his own gratification. One evening, just after 11pm, Charles was relaxing with his favorite book, drinking a glass of wine with his legs curled comfortably under his arse when the front door opened. It was John and his appearance took Charles by total surprise as such a late visit had never occurred before. Normally ,if John wanted something, he'd text Charles to come to him always naked. "well cuntface...thought I'd might find you wearing clothes....but no...your a good little cuntface...naked as the day you were born....Well get on your fucking feet". Charles complied with the order as he always did. John removed his clothes except his boxers and sprawled out on the couch. "get me a beer cuntface and then stand right there" pointing to a place about 3 foot from the couch, directly in front of him. Charles brought the beer and stood in the designated spot. " close your fucking eyes cuntface and don't you dare fucking peek" ..retorted John. Charles could hear the ruffle of paper and John slurping his beer, when suddenly and totally out of the blue, a bolt of electricity shot through Charles body dropping him like a stone and causing him to shriek with pain. John had gone into total hysteria, rolling on the couch, slapping his hands down hard on arm of the couch and laughing so hard that he was actually crying. This went on for quite a while until John finally settled down. He wiped the tears from his eyes and spoke to Charles who was still on the floor recovering from the shock. "well cuntface....how'd you like my new toy...yes cuntface you guested....a cattle prod...you owe me 200 notes...a right little bargain.I just sent 80 volts straight through your fucking balls...That is the funniest thing i have ever seen...At the next party we have ...that is going to be the floor show...over and over again...come close and let me examine your fucking balls". Charles struggled to his feet and came real close to John. "how's your balls feel cuntface...sore i bet... look at that...it's a burn mark where I made contact with your fucking balls..now that must sting...but do i gave a fuck....Nooooooo!l...plenty more of that to come. Charles was getting seriously worried at the increasingly sadistic nature of John's new interest, namely causing him pain. Just how far would John go. The thoughts of really unthinkable things rushed back and forward through Charles's head,...... using a blowtorch to remove his pubes or equally destructive, using acid. Charles knew he couldn't do anything, but he resolved to go to prison before he allowed anything that would maim him permanently. He would take pain that would subside and injury marks that would quickly heal, but he had drawn his line, without telling John of course. Before John left, still chuckling to himself, he whipped his boxers off and rammed a very stiff cock down Charles's throat, and fucked it with no concern if it was hurting his victim or indeed if his victim could actually breath. He just kept fucking that mouth as hard as he could until he exploded an enormous load of spunk directly to Charles gut. He then withdrew his cock and smeared what was left on his cock head all over Charles's face with the instruction to wear that spunk at school the next day. John told Charles that if any of his students asked what was on his face he had to say, in a clear loud voice "spunk." If they persisted in finding out who's spunk, he was to offer to suck their cocks in exchange for asking no more questions. John sent a few text messages, just to be sure someone asked. How would cuntface handle such a situation, thought John. He would just sit back and enjoy the spectacle as in unfolded. Charles suspected some sort of interference from John would ensue, but he equally knew he couldn't do anything to avoid it. Monday morning and Charles set off for school suspecting that at some time during the day he would suck a teen cock, who knows, it might be more that one and that thought had invaded his mind all night. When he drifted off to sleep, he'd dreamt of hundreds of enormous cocks all shooting great ropes of spunk at him and when this imagery woke him, in his conscious state his mind created similar pictures. He arrived at the school car park and panic was starting to raise it's ugly fucking head. Charles tried to keep himself busy and to try to take his mind off the nightmare scenario but to no avail. The time had arrived for Charles to head for his classroom with a sense of ever increasing doom. He could feel dozens of eyes staring at him. Was his mind playing tricks, had John planned something. He continued to head for his classroom in what was now blind panic. As he approached his classroom a student called over " hi Mr Garrow...What's that on your face" "pardon" tony replied Charles. "what's that on your face sir" He walked over to where Tony stood with a mate, and said in a clear voice, but with a very red face "spunk". " and how come you got spunk of your face cuntface...that is what John calls you isn't it " said Tony in a very aggressive tone. "So you've been talking to John and you clearly know what comes next Tony"..said Charles. " So fucking ask me cuntface retorted Tony. " do you want a blowjob" said Charles. " well what you need to fucking say is...please can I suck your fucking cock because I Love sucking teen cock" retorted Tony again. " Charles realized what was going on. He was going to be humiliated by this student. " please can I suck your cock because I love so long teen cock Tony" he spluttered. " well cuntface..got got that wrong....you missed out fucking before cock try again cuntfaace" "please can I suck your fucking cock because I love sucking teen cock said Charles ..you can do better that" replied Tony."you can suck both our cocks, gesturing to his mate...and you can do it now right here right now or in your classroom in front of the whole class. Charles looked around. The corridors were clear, it was very early and he really didn't want to be on his knees in class sucking dick. "right here is best" he uttered and dropped to his knees. At the same time, Tony was lobbing his enormous cock out of his pants. He pointed his weapon straight at Charles's mouth pushed it in all the way which made Charles gag a little. He sucked as hard as he could. He knew that teenage boys don't take long to spunk up, and he was right. In no time at all, spunk was scooted down his throat. Tony withdrew, spreading his spunk soaked cock over Charles's face and waiting for his mate to product a cock. This cock was even bigger that Tony's and shot it's load just as fast and just as far down Charles's throat. " Tony spoke " John said to tell you to leave spunk on your face...He's not finished with you yet... just had a really good idea...John could make you come come to school stark fucking naked...I'll have a word with him about that.". Charles shuddered to think of such a scenario and proceeded to his class. He prayed that having sucked cock, that would be the end of the torment for today. His mind, which was always doing reality checks was saying to him...don't be a prick, of course it's not the end for today or any day. John text Tony IF YOU FANCY GETTING YOUR COCK SUCKED ON A REGULAR BASIS HERE'S CUNTFACE'S PHONE NUMBER...555707123. TEXT HIM ANYTIME DAY OR NIGHT. YOU CAN COME TO HIM OR HE WILL COME TO YOU. THANKS FOR THE MORNING...YOU CAUGHT HIM RIGHT OF GUARD...I'LL TEXT HIM NOW AND TELL HIM TO OBEY YOU AT ALL TIMES BUT DON'T DO ANYTHING THAT WILL SPOIL WHAT WE HAVE. CHEERS M8. Tony saw John using his phone and moments later Charles's phone beeped. Charles read the message and looked directly at Tony with a rather sad look. His servitude was getting busier and a great deal worse. Charles was aware that John and Tony were grinning at one another with a very content look. Charles couldn't help wonder if they intended to involve all the students and resolved to ask John at the first opportunity. Charles day proceeded with no problems. John and Tony spoke to their teacher in a respectful way all day and to Charles's amazement, everyone did exactly what they were told to do. When school ended for the day, all the students exited the classroom in their normal fashion. Charles tidied up his paperwork and proceeded to walk to his car. He looked left and right, expecting some youth to suddenly spring out of nowhere and demand a blowjob there and then but no one appeared. This left Charles happy but suspicious. He continued to his car. Pressing the remote to unlock the doors, he opened his door and was just about to get in when John's voice interrupted his thoughts. " get fucking naked right now cuntface, get my cock in your fucking mouth and suck it then you can take me home. Stay naked for the rest of the day. Charles removed his clothes as quickly as he could and dropped to his knees. He was concealed from sight in this position, so his concern at being discovered was low in his thoughts. He lowered John's zip and pulled his cock out which was already semi hard. He swallowed John's member and sucked as hard as he could knowing that young teen boys come quickly and the quicker the better as far as he was concerned. Sure enough, john sent a load straight to his teacher's gut. " right cuntface...get me fucking home...and don't forget...naked for the rest of the day....I've ordered your tea for you...see how thoughtful I am.....Simon...he's a pizza delivery boy...he'll be fetching you a pizza, but i've told him that he can get his fucking cock sucked before you eat...that way you get a starter straight from his cock and it's nice and warm....I know I've got you spoilt. You will do whatever he tells you to do...no exceptions....now fuck off and I'll text you when I want to be picked up....don't keep me fucking waiting...put your foot down..I don't fucking care if you get stopped for speeding...Hey just had a funny thought......imagine having to explain to a cop why your fucking naked...you wouldn't dare tell him about your little plight...about me ...about what you're being made to do....if you did I would deny it and hand the evidence over. It was just after 6 when the doorbell chimed out. "fuck" thought Charles "it's the pizza...oh well ...I don't have a choice". He opened the door and there stood a very handsome 17/18 year old kid. Instinctively, Charles glanced down in the direction of this lads balls. He was wearing summer shorts and they did nothing to hide his enormous erection. " Hi " said Charles "come in ..you must be Simon...John said you'd be bringing my tea" while rubbing the bulge that was his cock and balls he replied " That's me...had a long chat with John...He filled me in real good....So from now on ...whenever I can't get a blowjob or my leg over off my girlfriend, I'll be around here and letting you service my needs...so to speak...now you can get on your knees right here and suck my cock like you never sucked a cock before" " what ..here at the open front door...the neighbours might see" said Charles. " so fucking what...start sucking Charlie boy" retorted Simon With that comment in mind, Charles dropped to his knees, put his mouth around this exceptionally large cock and sucked as hard and fast as was humanly possible. The sooner Simon fed him his load the better. Maybe then he could get the front door shut and eat a proper meal. Sure enough, it wasn't long before Simon was grabbing the back of Charles's hair, pulling his face into his pubes and exploding an enormous load of very warm spunk into Charles's gut whereby he withdrew his cock from Charles's mouth, put his member away, gave Charles the pizza and turned to leave saying " well do cocksucker...you haven't seen the last of me...get a key cut for this door... text me when you have it". In a moment Simon was gone. Charles took his pizza indoors and being extremely hungry, devoured it. Charles was just finishing the last slice of pizza when his phone burst into life. It was a text from John..PICK ME UP CUNTFACE...YOUV'E GOT 5 MINUTES...NOW FUCKING MOTOR. Charles dropped everything, grabbed the car keys and ran to the car with no concern that there could have been someone out there and questioned the reason of his nakedness. He jumped into the car and took off as if all hell was pursuing him. He drove at 95 mph down the high street in his attempt to achieve the given target. John was just coming down his garden path when Charles pulled up. John tapped on the passenger's window, gesturing for Charles to get out and come and open the door from the outside. Charles compiled and apologized for having to be told. (anything to avoid the cattle prod) " that's fucking better cuntface...now a nice leisurely drive back to your place...I'm expecting Tony and a few of his friends so when they arrive, I what you on your better behaviour...suck them when they want and bend over when they want to fuck you...do anything you're told without exception. The night went by and Charles got the job of dropping each lad off at home. He returned home and noted that he had a text on his phone from John YOU DID GOOD TONIGHT CUNTFACE. Next morning, everyone gathered in the school corridors as normal. Some of the lads were planning to get a blowjob when Charles walked down to his classroom but he didn't show. When 9am arrived and the school bell rang. everyone proceeded to there relevant classes. To John's total bemusement, Charles was not in his normal place...he was not in school. John texted WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU CUNTFACE...WHY ARE YOU NOT AT WORK. No reply left John's mind wondering what had happened to Charles. Was he injured had he been arrested for some driving offence, or God forbid, he was dead.. A thousand scenarios flashed through John's head. He would have to wait until lunchtime to sort this out. John spent all of his lunchtime texting and phoning all of his mates & contacts in a feeble attempt to trace Charles. He passed the word around all of the school kids to text him if they saw Charles or his car. John suddenly realized that he had access to Charles bank account. He had changed Charles passwords sometime ago and now the only way Charles could access was by asking John to log in for him or call at a branch of the bank. John was soon into the account. John just stayed at his phone in total disbelief The account information read Balance = 0.00 ACCOUNT CLOSED. Still pondering various scenarios, John received a text from a school mate HIS CAR IS ON THE FORECOURT OF THE FORD DEALERSHIP ON THE HIGH STREET. At last, John would be able to find out what sort of car Charles had part exchanged for. He skipped school that afternoon and rushed down to the dealership. He made discreet inquiries only to discover that charles had sold the car to the dealership and left on foot. Charles had disappeared off the face of the earth. He had found a way of escaping the clutches of his blackmailing tormentor. John knew that. Charles must have been planning for weeks and had managed to keep his plans totally secret. John went to Charles house with the intention of taking whatever was valuable only to find a for sale sign in the garden and a contact name/number of an acting solicitor. He tried his key in the door.. The locks had been changed. Charles had thought of everything. He was free to make a new life for himself. Several months later, John got a text from Charles phone STARTED MY NEW LIFE...YOU NEED TO SEEK PROFESSIONAL.. HELP WHEN I FINISH THIS TEXT I SHALL DESTROY THE SIM CARD SO YOU CAN'T CONTACT ME....I AM THINKING OF WRITING TO THE POLICE OR YOUR PARENTS. WHAT YOU DID TO ME WAS EVIL. That was confirmation that Charles had indeed outfoxed John. . But life goes on........and it was time for John to lose a lot of sleep. comments to robbo (gar7028@gmail.com) hope you all enjoyed the story