Once Missy was back at her seat Miss R asked me to bring up the papers I had been grading. I hurriedly shoved my still hard, and now painful, cock into my pants and tried to button up without being seen but from the way she was watching I knew that she could tell exactly what I was doing. I untucked my shirt in the hopes that it would hide the tent in my pants, and walked up to her desk with the papers in front of my lap. I dropped them on the desk and quickly headed back to my desk before anyone could see the small erection in my pants. I almost made it too. When I was halfway down the steps Miss R stopped me and asked if I would pick up the students' homework. Normally they dropped them off in the box on the way out of class, so I knew immediately she was having me do this to punish me. I could feel the blood rising to my face in embarrassment, and when I turned to the class I could feel everyone staring at me. They all had to know what was happening. I could feel each pair of eyes on me, and in my whole life, only 3 other times could compare to this. Not surprisingly all 3 of those also came at Miss R's hands.
As I picked up the tests I could hear several of the girls start whispering about my hard on, and by the time I made it down the first row everyone in class knew. I had no choice but to walk past each one of them and take their paper. When I got to Missy's desk she “accidentally” rubbed my throbbing cock almost making me explode in my pants and while I was trying to keep my knees from buckling she leaned over and whispered “Hope you enjoyed the show, cum slut” in my ear. At the time I was unfamiliar with the term and thought it just some odd insult. I had definately heard a lot of them on my way around the room.
I deposited the papers Miss R's desk and managed to hide the rest of the day in my corner. Unfortunately Miss R never allowed me to go to the restroom to relieve myself and the intense excitement earlier and the occasional flash from Miss R was enough to keep me rock hard all day long.
After School Miss R informed me that I was coming straight to her house to “discuss my future” as she put it. My head was swimming with possibilities of expulsion, ridicule, or worse and I just barely remember the ride to her house.
When we arrived she took me into a small sitting room. The room was cozy with a thick shag carpet on the floor but only one chair. There were pillows all over the floor and she ordered me to sit on one of those. She pulled a remote out of a hidden drawer by the chair and flipped on the large tv on the far wall. My heart almost stopped for the second time that day when I saw that on the television was a security tape, taken from several different positions, of my jacking off in class. I was in such shock at seeing that the next 10-15 min are a blur.
The next thing I remember Miss R was having me crawl between her beautiful legs and forcefully shoving my face into her wet cunt. While she ground her pussy on my face she explained to me what me new position would be. Unless I wanted her to let everyone see that tape I would service her and her friends however they wanted, whenever they wanted.
But I see now that she is almost ready for you again. I guess I'll have to tell you the rest of my story some other time. Now if you will excuse me I have to go clean up contestant number two. She won't be happy with me if I make him leave with her juices still on his cock. Thanks for listening and I'm glad my story has gotten you ready for her.