20-05-2020, 10:19 PM
Olivia kissed her teacher's lips, got off her, collected the camera and her sex toys, including Kira's dildo, and left the room. Kira turned to her side and curled into a foetal position. She lay there on the floor, by the bed, as she heard her students get dressed.
Olivia, now in her full uniform, entered the room with a glass of water. She knelt down by Kira and forced her mouth open. She pushed in it a pill and made Kira drink water to swallow it. Once she was sure the pill was swallowed, she pulled the glass away from Kira's thirsty mouth and spilled it all over her bare boobs.
"Adam's not ready to be a father, especially to your child, dyke," said Olivia as she got up.
Kira wasn't sure it this was an actual contraceptive pill or not. She knew she had to buy one herself to be sure.
Olivia left the room again, picked up her things, and left with her boyfriend, shutting the main door behind her with a bang.
Kira lay on the floor, curled up, shivering for what felt like hours. She was completely silent, except for and occasional chatter of her teeth. She felt Adam's cum drip out her pussy and onto her thighs. Once she thought she had enough strength to get stand up, she pushed herself up. She grabbed onto the bed and stood up. She tried taking a step, but her knees buckled and she fell back down.
Kira shut her eyes, once again curled up and tried to sleep in the puddled she collapsed on. This time, her body did not let her drift asleep. She just lay there in her own darkness, thinking about everything that had happened to her. How all her holes were abused and how she was humiliated.
Once she could no longer tolerate her memories flooding her mind, she opened her eyes. She managed to crawl her way to her bathroom. She grabbed the sink and pulled herself up. She stood up and tried to stay upright for a minute. Once she did not fall down on her ass, she walked around the bathroom and stopped back in front of the mirror.
She splashed cold water on her face and studied the face that stared back at her in the mirror. Her eyes were bloodshot, her lips dry, lipstick rubbed onto the cheeks, and her black hair ruffled. She recognised the face but not who the person had now become.
She looked at her exhausted body and splashed water on her face again. She walked into the shower and turned the faucet. The cold water stung her skin for a moment before it grew warm.
After a minute of standing still under the shower, she dropped to the floor, hugged her knees and began sobbing. She couldn't comprehend what had happened to her and she couldn't dare to imagine what would happen to her next. She had no idea whom she could talk to about this or who her students would share the videos with.
Her entire body was aching. Her throat was sore. Her pussy was tender. Her asshole was, well, numb. As water poured down on her she felt that she was losing control of her body. She felt as if she was no longer in it. Just an observer. And she needed to take charge.
She leaned back on the wall and spread her legs. She let the stream of water hit her pussy and she sighed. Still crying, she placed a hand on her clit and began stroking it. She started feeling like part of her body again once the sensation of pleasure began.
She inserted two fingers from her other hand in her pussy and started thrusting it slowly. She felt Adam's cum on her fingers and chose to ignore it. She wanted to dictate how fast, how rough, how deep, and for how long, and now she did.
Adam and Olivia did not make her orgasm. They took her orgasms for themselves and then she was asked to pay the price for it. And now, Kira was going to take it back. She was going to the exactly when and how she wanted to.
She sat under the shower, her legs spread wide, and fingered herself slowly and steadily and built herself up to a climax. As she did this, she imagined Adam and Olivia in front of her, trying their best to fuck her the way they wanted. Shoving cocks in her mouth, stuffing panties in her pussy, or pushing a fist up her ass.
She found joy in watching them not be able to do anything, frustrated that she dictated how she came. This made her wetter than the shower ever could. It excited her enough that once she came, she squirted.
What she had was probably the best orgasm she had ever had. Unlike the orgasms that were forced upon her earlier, she was free to feel its intensity and bask in it.
She was still crying, and the moment she came, she cried harder and uncontrollably. Her tears were washed up by the shower, just like her squirt, but she knew they were both there.
This time, however, she wasn't crying because of how unlike herself she felt. She cried because she felt like she had control over her own body. On a whim, she decided to pee as she sat there, and so she peed. After a few minutes, she got up and washed herself thoroughly. She tried to wash as much cum out of her holes as she could.
She dried herself and stepped out of the shower. She wiped the steam off the mirror and looked at her naked self again. What she had just done in the shower did not heal her. But it did make her feel better, and it told her that with enough time things will be alright.
The End...[b] [/b]
Olivia, now in her full uniform, entered the room with a glass of water. She knelt down by Kira and forced her mouth open. She pushed in it a pill and made Kira drink water to swallow it. Once she was sure the pill was swallowed, she pulled the glass away from Kira's thirsty mouth and spilled it all over her bare boobs.
"Adam's not ready to be a father, especially to your child, dyke," said Olivia as she got up.
Kira wasn't sure it this was an actual contraceptive pill or not. She knew she had to buy one herself to be sure.
Olivia left the room again, picked up her things, and left with her boyfriend, shutting the main door behind her with a bang.
Kira lay on the floor, curled up, shivering for what felt like hours. She was completely silent, except for and occasional chatter of her teeth. She felt Adam's cum drip out her pussy and onto her thighs. Once she thought she had enough strength to get stand up, she pushed herself up. She grabbed onto the bed and stood up. She tried taking a step, but her knees buckled and she fell back down.
Kira shut her eyes, once again curled up and tried to sleep in the puddled she collapsed on. This time, her body did not let her drift asleep. She just lay there in her own darkness, thinking about everything that had happened to her. How all her holes were abused and how she was humiliated.
Once she could no longer tolerate her memories flooding her mind, she opened her eyes. She managed to crawl her way to her bathroom. She grabbed the sink and pulled herself up. She stood up and tried to stay upright for a minute. Once she did not fall down on her ass, she walked around the bathroom and stopped back in front of the mirror.
She splashed cold water on her face and studied the face that stared back at her in the mirror. Her eyes were bloodshot, her lips dry, lipstick rubbed onto the cheeks, and her black hair ruffled. She recognised the face but not who the person had now become.
She looked at her exhausted body and splashed water on her face again. She walked into the shower and turned the faucet. The cold water stung her skin for a moment before it grew warm.
After a minute of standing still under the shower, she dropped to the floor, hugged her knees and began sobbing. She couldn't comprehend what had happened to her and she couldn't dare to imagine what would happen to her next. She had no idea whom she could talk to about this or who her students would share the videos with.
Her entire body was aching. Her throat was sore. Her pussy was tender. Her asshole was, well, numb. As water poured down on her she felt that she was losing control of her body. She felt as if she was no longer in it. Just an observer. And she needed to take charge.
She leaned back on the wall and spread her legs. She let the stream of water hit her pussy and she sighed. Still crying, she placed a hand on her clit and began stroking it. She started feeling like part of her body again once the sensation of pleasure began.
She inserted two fingers from her other hand in her pussy and started thrusting it slowly. She felt Adam's cum on her fingers and chose to ignore it. She wanted to dictate how fast, how rough, how deep, and for how long, and now she did.
Adam and Olivia did not make her orgasm. They took her orgasms for themselves and then she was asked to pay the price for it. And now, Kira was going to take it back. She was going to the exactly when and how she wanted to.
She sat under the shower, her legs spread wide, and fingered herself slowly and steadily and built herself up to a climax. As she did this, she imagined Adam and Olivia in front of her, trying their best to fuck her the way they wanted. Shoving cocks in her mouth, stuffing panties in her pussy, or pushing a fist up her ass.
She found joy in watching them not be able to do anything, frustrated that she dictated how she came. This made her wetter than the shower ever could. It excited her enough that once she came, she squirted.
What she had was probably the best orgasm she had ever had. Unlike the orgasms that were forced upon her earlier, she was free to feel its intensity and bask in it.
She was still crying, and the moment she came, she cried harder and uncontrollably. Her tears were washed up by the shower, just like her squirt, but she knew they were both there.
This time, however, she wasn't crying because of how unlike herself she felt. She cried because she felt like she had control over her own body. On a whim, she decided to pee as she sat there, and so she peed. After a few minutes, she got up and washed herself thoroughly. She tried to wash as much cum out of her holes as she could.
She dried herself and stepped out of the shower. She wiped the steam off the mirror and looked at her naked self again. What she had just done in the shower did not heal her. But it did make her feel better, and it told her that with enough time things will be alright.
The End...[b] [/b]
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