13-03-2020, 10:52 AM
5. PANTYHOSE TEMPTATION
I woke up and considered not obeying the order of some stranger, but then decided 'What the Hell?'With my pantyhose on, it was not going to be much different and the slight rush of obedience was kind of exciting. During my first class of the day it was liberating to know that all the students saw was their history teacher, oblivious to the fact that I had gone commando.
Alexis was still not back from her emergency trip to Washington, so my English class was not interrupted for the first time.
By lunch, I was used to not having underwear on and the day proceeded as it usually did until drama.
For drama class, we played a game where they each drew a word out of a hat and then had to go in front of the class and create a one-minute monologue involving their word.
The class went as I hoped with lots of hilarity and some serious pieces.
Maria got the word 'stars' and did a humorous one about becoming a movie star one day.
Ambra got the word 'cell phone' and created a mock eulogy for her just killed phone. I laughed so hard I almost peed into my pantyhose.
Estrella drew the word 'pink' and spent her whole time acting as Barbie having a pink breakdown. She finished with, "Why always pink? What about green, or blue or any other color? Why is society deciding what I wear and who I am? What if I decide to hate pink, play rugby and get myself a girlfriend?"
We exploded with laughter at her over-the-top breakdown Barbie.
Then Lisa shocked us all.
"You know what I love more than anything in the world?
No?
I give you a hint. They come in so many different sizes and thicknesses and are always so, so, so, juicy. I mean there really is nothing as appetizing as a glistening...long...foot long...jumbo...hot dog.
I mean does anyone ever forget their first hotdog? All the excitement and anticipation of how good it will taste and how utterly satisfying it will feel once it is in your mouth.
I mean I love all hotdogs. Foot longs, wiener dogs, sausages of all kinds, each satisfy me in different ways.
Actually, I am craving a nice juicy foot long right now."
Lisa looked directly at Nicole.
Nicole quipped, "Thank God it is almost lunch then."
Samantha got stuck with the color 'blue' and did a whole ordeal about being blue because she was blue, but inside she felt red. The color crisis was tearing her apart as she tried to let her inner red out, but the powerful outer blue kept her trapped.
Nicole went last. As if fate was giggling hysterically, Nicole drew the word 'pantyhose'. Her speech dripped with innuendo that everyone in the class got but me.
"The greatest inventions of all time include the cell phone, TV, computers and, of course, pantyhose," the beautiful girl started. She lifted her leg onto a desk and explained while rubbing her hands up and down her legs, "You see pantyhose like these have a ton of purposes. They are so soft, smooth and comfortable I couldn't imagine not wearing them. They also accentuate my legs that have men and women taking a second and third looks."
Putting her foot down she walked towards me at the back of the room as she continued again, her confidence oozing out of her, "Pantyhose are to women what suits are to men...POWER. They tease and they please."
Arriving at where I was sitting, she slipped her foot out of her high heeled shoe and asked, "And don't my blue painted toenails look so tantalizing in these sheer pantyhose?"
My pussy tingled and I had to resist the urge to touch her nylon-clad stocking toes or do what I loved having done to me, suck her toes through the nylon.
Before I could respond, she moved her foot back down and continued her monologue, her smile seemingly so knowing of the impact she and her pantyhose had on me. "Of course pantyhose do more than just tease and please and woo and wow, they also keep everything underneath kept in perfect place, don't they girls?"
Laughter exploded as Nicole finished her monologue and I was lost in thought at how hungry I was to make my submission fantasies a reality. I briefly wondered if Nicole could see past my strong teacher exterior to the insecure, submissive sexual being I wanted to be.
Putting on my teacher facade I said, "Well, that was enlightening Nicole."
"I aim to please," she quipped back, sitting back down at her desk.
I wanted to stand up, but without panties on I was worried that my wetness would leak down my pantyhose clad leg. But desperate to clean myself up, I stood up, suggested they could chat for the last few minutes of class and headed to the nearest restroom which are shared with students and staff (another inclusion piece that Alexis believed in).
I was sitting on the toilet after wiping myself when the bell rang. A couple of girls entered the restroom and their conversation stunned me.
"Did you see Ms. Jasmine's face? I thought she was going to bend down and kiss Nicole's foot," a voice said, which I recognized was Sarah.
"I did! Nicole is clearly already on the hunt for a new teacher plaything," another voice agreed.
My head was spinning at the perception these girl's had of me...was I that transparent? Teacher plaything?
"For sure. Nicole will have her on her knees ready to please in no time," Sarah predicted.
"Like she did you?" the other voice questioned, her tone playful.
"Fuck you, Samantha, ass if you said no the first time she called you to her room," Sarah countered.
"I played hard to get," Samantha replied, her tone playful.
"Until you got hard," Sarah joked back as the girls started leaving the bathroom.
I barely heard Samantha's reply other than the phrase, "I couldn't believe how big...."
My head was spinning. I was completely pulled into the bizarre banter of my two eighteen year old students. They had both obviously had sex with Nicole. Who else was a part of this? Was I Nicole's next target? My pussy gushed at the thought and I couldn't help but begin to pleasure myself, my need to come overtaking any sense of propriety. I closed my eyes imagined submitting to Nicole and allowed the build up of the past hour to rush through me. The orgasm hit hard and fast and I had to clench my teeth together to not allow the scream that was desperate to escape.
Once done, I shook my head, wiped my pussy clean of my cum and quickly exited the restroom my head spinning.
.....
That night I worked on my story of lesbian submission, which was becoming more real in both my mind and body.
Around 10:30 I decided to check my e-mail after refraining from checking all day. A few replies from my e-mails last night, a couple new fan mails, one comment that I should get a day job and a new one from MistressA.
From: MistressA
To: Jasmine Walker
Did you obey my pet?
Pet Jaz,
Did you obey my order? If you did like the good girl you are, please tell me how you felt going to work without panties.
MistressA
I didn't hesitate as I clicked reply and answered.
From: Jasmine Walker
To: MistressA
Re: Did you obey my pet?
MistressA
Yes ma'am, I obeyed your order like a good girl. Going sans panties was very liberating although a bit intense when I got kind of horny because of a student.
Your pet Jaz
As soon as I clicked send, I wondered why it felt so good to obey an order from a complete stranger.
I replied to a couple of e-mails and was just about to call it a night when there was a reply from my online Mistress.
From: MistressA
To: Jasmine Walker
Re: Did you obey my pet?
My pet,
You really are a nasty little slut wannabe aren't you? I want you to go and get yourself off pleasuring yourself thinking of submitting to this student and tomorrow I want you to compliment this student at least three times.
Obey like the good pet you crave to be...
MistressA
Her orders triggered a gush of wetness in my pantyhose crotch and I knew I was going to obey her first order, but her second one seemed more challenging. Regardless, I figured I would continue obeying, at least in theory.
From: Jasmine Walker
To: MistressA
Re: Did you obey my pet?
MistressA
I will obey every order you give. I am going to go and use my wi-vibe to pleasure myself and will find a way to compliment my sexy student as instructed.
Good night....
Your eager pet
I quickly undressed and slipped under my covers. I pleasured myself with my wi-vibe as my
Lesbian submission fantasy shifted from Alexis to Nicole.
I imagined doing a last late night check of the rooms and noticing that Nicole's door was ajar. I could hear clear moans of pleasure coming from inside and I slowly opened the door.
Nicole seeing the door open called, "Come in Ms. Jasmine, I have been waiting for you."
I blushed but obeyed and as I entered the room, I saw Samantha between Nicole's legs eagerly lapping away.
"Did you come to submit to me, Ms. Jasmine?" Nicole asked, smiling.
"What, no?" I protested weakly.
"Come get a closer look, Ms. Jasmine," the teenage seductress offered, letting out a slight moan, submitting becoming even more tantalizing.
I obeyed, so taken in by the lesbian act occurring before me.
I watched for a minute, forgetting I was the adult in charge of stopping such inappropriate acts, yet instead I just stared.
Nicole finally spoke, "Go ahead, Ms. Jasmine, do what you are dying to do, submit to me. Fall to your knees and replace pet Sammy."
I froze. I knew it was wrong, I was her teacher. Yet, I was no longer in control of my mind or body as I felt myself fall to my knees like a leaf falls from a tree...helpless.
"Good girl," Nicole purred, as Samantha crawled out from beneath Nicole's pantyhose-clad legs leaving a path for me to continue my journey of submission.
Without instruction, as if I was being drawn in by a magnet of submission, I crawled between my teenage student's legs. Her pussy was so perfectly framed by her dark mocha pantyhose, a convenient hole revealing her trimmed pussy. My mouth watered as years of fantasy were about to became reality. I leaned forward, extended my tongue and began my journey into submission.
"Shiiiiit," I screamed, my naughty teen submission fantasy bringing me to a messy, hot climax. My body quivered for an eternity as my fantasy of lesbian submission seemed so real.
Once the orgasm had finished its thorough journey through me, I lay in my bed spent and confused. The temptations were getting harder and harder to resist. Yet, like the rest of my life I convinced myself fantasy is just that...a healthy way to rejuvenate yourself. Alas...sometimes the lines between fantasy and reality merge and once they do there is no turning back.
I woke up and considered not obeying the order of some stranger, but then decided 'What the Hell?'With my pantyhose on, it was not going to be much different and the slight rush of obedience was kind of exciting. During my first class of the day it was liberating to know that all the students saw was their history teacher, oblivious to the fact that I had gone commando.
Alexis was still not back from her emergency trip to Washington, so my English class was not interrupted for the first time.
By lunch, I was used to not having underwear on and the day proceeded as it usually did until drama.
For drama class, we played a game where they each drew a word out of a hat and then had to go in front of the class and create a one-minute monologue involving their word.
The class went as I hoped with lots of hilarity and some serious pieces.
Maria got the word 'stars' and did a humorous one about becoming a movie star one day.
Ambra got the word 'cell phone' and created a mock eulogy for her just killed phone. I laughed so hard I almost peed into my pantyhose.
Estrella drew the word 'pink' and spent her whole time acting as Barbie having a pink breakdown. She finished with, "Why always pink? What about green, or blue or any other color? Why is society deciding what I wear and who I am? What if I decide to hate pink, play rugby and get myself a girlfriend?"
We exploded with laughter at her over-the-top breakdown Barbie.
Then Lisa shocked us all.
"You know what I love more than anything in the world?
No?
I give you a hint. They come in so many different sizes and thicknesses and are always so, so, so, juicy. I mean there really is nothing as appetizing as a glistening...long...foot long...jumbo...hot dog.
I mean does anyone ever forget their first hotdog? All the excitement and anticipation of how good it will taste and how utterly satisfying it will feel once it is in your mouth.
I mean I love all hotdogs. Foot longs, wiener dogs, sausages of all kinds, each satisfy me in different ways.
Actually, I am craving a nice juicy foot long right now."
Lisa looked directly at Nicole.
Nicole quipped, "Thank God it is almost lunch then."
Samantha got stuck with the color 'blue' and did a whole ordeal about being blue because she was blue, but inside she felt red. The color crisis was tearing her apart as she tried to let her inner red out, but the powerful outer blue kept her trapped.
Nicole went last. As if fate was giggling hysterically, Nicole drew the word 'pantyhose'. Her speech dripped with innuendo that everyone in the class got but me.
"The greatest inventions of all time include the cell phone, TV, computers and, of course, pantyhose," the beautiful girl started. She lifted her leg onto a desk and explained while rubbing her hands up and down her legs, "You see pantyhose like these have a ton of purposes. They are so soft, smooth and comfortable I couldn't imagine not wearing them. They also accentuate my legs that have men and women taking a second and third looks."
Putting her foot down she walked towards me at the back of the room as she continued again, her confidence oozing out of her, "Pantyhose are to women what suits are to men...POWER. They tease and they please."
Arriving at where I was sitting, she slipped her foot out of her high heeled shoe and asked, "And don't my blue painted toenails look so tantalizing in these sheer pantyhose?"
My pussy tingled and I had to resist the urge to touch her nylon-clad stocking toes or do what I loved having done to me, suck her toes through the nylon.
Before I could respond, she moved her foot back down and continued her monologue, her smile seemingly so knowing of the impact she and her pantyhose had on me. "Of course pantyhose do more than just tease and please and woo and wow, they also keep everything underneath kept in perfect place, don't they girls?"
Laughter exploded as Nicole finished her monologue and I was lost in thought at how hungry I was to make my submission fantasies a reality. I briefly wondered if Nicole could see past my strong teacher exterior to the insecure, submissive sexual being I wanted to be.
Putting on my teacher facade I said, "Well, that was enlightening Nicole."
"I aim to please," she quipped back, sitting back down at her desk.
I wanted to stand up, but without panties on I was worried that my wetness would leak down my pantyhose clad leg. But desperate to clean myself up, I stood up, suggested they could chat for the last few minutes of class and headed to the nearest restroom which are shared with students and staff (another inclusion piece that Alexis believed in).
I was sitting on the toilet after wiping myself when the bell rang. A couple of girls entered the restroom and their conversation stunned me.
"Did you see Ms. Jasmine's face? I thought she was going to bend down and kiss Nicole's foot," a voice said, which I recognized was Sarah.
"I did! Nicole is clearly already on the hunt for a new teacher plaything," another voice agreed.
My head was spinning at the perception these girl's had of me...was I that transparent? Teacher plaything?
"For sure. Nicole will have her on her knees ready to please in no time," Sarah predicted.
"Like she did you?" the other voice questioned, her tone playful.
"Fuck you, Samantha, ass if you said no the first time she called you to her room," Sarah countered.
"I played hard to get," Samantha replied, her tone playful.
"Until you got hard," Sarah joked back as the girls started leaving the bathroom.
I barely heard Samantha's reply other than the phrase, "I couldn't believe how big...."
My head was spinning. I was completely pulled into the bizarre banter of my two eighteen year old students. They had both obviously had sex with Nicole. Who else was a part of this? Was I Nicole's next target? My pussy gushed at the thought and I couldn't help but begin to pleasure myself, my need to come overtaking any sense of propriety. I closed my eyes imagined submitting to Nicole and allowed the build up of the past hour to rush through me. The orgasm hit hard and fast and I had to clench my teeth together to not allow the scream that was desperate to escape.
Once done, I shook my head, wiped my pussy clean of my cum and quickly exited the restroom my head spinning.
.....
That night I worked on my story of lesbian submission, which was becoming more real in both my mind and body.
Around 10:30 I decided to check my e-mail after refraining from checking all day. A few replies from my e-mails last night, a couple new fan mails, one comment that I should get a day job and a new one from MistressA.
From: MistressA
To: Jasmine Walker
Did you obey my pet?
Pet Jaz,
Did you obey my order? If you did like the good girl you are, please tell me how you felt going to work without panties.
MistressA
I didn't hesitate as I clicked reply and answered.
From: Jasmine Walker
To: MistressA
Re: Did you obey my pet?
MistressA
Yes ma'am, I obeyed your order like a good girl. Going sans panties was very liberating although a bit intense when I got kind of horny because of a student.
Your pet Jaz
As soon as I clicked send, I wondered why it felt so good to obey an order from a complete stranger.
I replied to a couple of e-mails and was just about to call it a night when there was a reply from my online Mistress.
From: MistressA
To: Jasmine Walker
Re: Did you obey my pet?
My pet,
You really are a nasty little slut wannabe aren't you? I want you to go and get yourself off pleasuring yourself thinking of submitting to this student and tomorrow I want you to compliment this student at least three times.
Obey like the good pet you crave to be...
MistressA
Her orders triggered a gush of wetness in my pantyhose crotch and I knew I was going to obey her first order, but her second one seemed more challenging. Regardless, I figured I would continue obeying, at least in theory.
From: Jasmine Walker
To: MistressA
Re: Did you obey my pet?
MistressA
I will obey every order you give. I am going to go and use my wi-vibe to pleasure myself and will find a way to compliment my sexy student as instructed.
Good night....
Your eager pet
I quickly undressed and slipped under my covers. I pleasured myself with my wi-vibe as my
Lesbian submission fantasy shifted from Alexis to Nicole.
I imagined doing a last late night check of the rooms and noticing that Nicole's door was ajar. I could hear clear moans of pleasure coming from inside and I slowly opened the door.
Nicole seeing the door open called, "Come in Ms. Jasmine, I have been waiting for you."
I blushed but obeyed and as I entered the room, I saw Samantha between Nicole's legs eagerly lapping away.
"Did you come to submit to me, Ms. Jasmine?" Nicole asked, smiling.
"What, no?" I protested weakly.
"Come get a closer look, Ms. Jasmine," the teenage seductress offered, letting out a slight moan, submitting becoming even more tantalizing.
I obeyed, so taken in by the lesbian act occurring before me.
I watched for a minute, forgetting I was the adult in charge of stopping such inappropriate acts, yet instead I just stared.
Nicole finally spoke, "Go ahead, Ms. Jasmine, do what you are dying to do, submit to me. Fall to your knees and replace pet Sammy."
I froze. I knew it was wrong, I was her teacher. Yet, I was no longer in control of my mind or body as I felt myself fall to my knees like a leaf falls from a tree...helpless.
"Good girl," Nicole purred, as Samantha crawled out from beneath Nicole's pantyhose-clad legs leaving a path for me to continue my journey of submission.
Without instruction, as if I was being drawn in by a magnet of submission, I crawled between my teenage student's legs. Her pussy was so perfectly framed by her dark mocha pantyhose, a convenient hole revealing her trimmed pussy. My mouth watered as years of fantasy were about to became reality. I leaned forward, extended my tongue and began my journey into submission.
"Shiiiiit," I screamed, my naughty teen submission fantasy bringing me to a messy, hot climax. My body quivered for an eternity as my fantasy of lesbian submission seemed so real.
Once the orgasm had finished its thorough journey through me, I lay in my bed spent and confused. The temptations were getting harder and harder to resist. Yet, like the rest of my life I convinced myself fantasy is just that...a healthy way to rejuvenate yourself. Alas...sometimes the lines between fantasy and reality merge and once they do there is no turning back.
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