~This is a little story I’ve been writing/re-writing for ages now. I’ve never posted it anywhere before. If you like it tell me what you think! <3 :) everyone in this story is at least 18 years of age~

'You're late miss Roth.'

'I know sir, sorry sir.' I said, flustered as I made my way to my desk amidst the smirks and snorts of the boys.

"Come here miss Roth."

"Sir?" I’d just dumped my books and bag on my desk at the back of the class.

"Now." Came the reply from Mr. Eads at the front of the room. I cleared my throat, smoothed out my skirt and headed towards his desk.

"I’m very sorry I’m late sir I…" I started as I reached his desk, but he raised his hand to silence me. More derisive snorts from the boys behind me.

"You are over 20 minutes late miss Roth. That is unacceptable. Come around here and face the class." He moved his chair out from under his desk and pointed to where it had been. I did as i was told, not wishing to get into anymore trouble. I was now stood facing the entire class, all boys, all staring at me and grinning, snickering and whispering to each other. I immediately felt incredibly self conscious and my face felt hot. ‘Now, bend over, put your elbows on the desk.’

'I'm sorry sir?' I said, turning to look at him with a quizzical expression.

'Do as you're told, now.'

I turned slowly back to the class and gulped. I could tell my face must be bright red now. I did as i was told, leaning forward, putting my elbows on the desk, wondering what an earth this was all about. I felt my skirt being lifted up so that it lay on my back, exposing my white cotton panties.

'Sir what are you do…!' SMACK. Mr. Eads' hand collided with my arse. I gasped. I was stunned. I didn't know what to do. My mouth had fallen open and my eyes widened. The boys in front of me all laughed hysterically, pointing and jeering. SMACK. Mr. Eads continued his punishment. And I did nothing. I stayed rooted to the spot. Another round of raucous laughter from the boys. Someone started chanting 'SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!' and the whole class joined in as Mr. Eads hit me another 8 times.

"Quieten down everyone.’ Said Mr. Eads and the laughter subsided. ‘Back to your desk now miss Roth. I hope you’ve learned your lesson.’

I pushed my self up shakily from the teachers desk and made my way to the back of the room, looking determinedly at the floor. More snickering and whispers and as I got to my desk I realised my skirt was still up, showing my very pink arse. There were snorts from most of the class as I yanked it down and sat, wincing as my arse made contact with the chair. The lesson began again as if nothing had happened. I was beyond embarrassed. I sat there in a daze, staring at my desk unable to comprehend what had just happened, distracted by the warm stinging of my arse cheeks. I knew this school was strict before I transferred but I didn’t think this was the sort of thing that happened.

Several minutes went by and I was aware of boys turning to look at me. I was the only girl in the school. It had been a boys only school until my wealthy Father convinced the governors to let me in.

'Miss Roth. Miss Roth? Are you even listening to me?'

I suddenly noticed every face in the room staring directly at me. The Teacher had been trying to ask me a question but I’d been too lost in my own thoughts to even hear him.

'Huh? Wha- sorry sir I just… sorry sir.' I said pathetically. The Teacher slammed his book on his desk, pulled something out of a draw and came striding towards me. 

'Clearly you need more disciplining.' He said curtly as he reached my desk. I could see now that the thing he'd pulled from his desk draw was a roll of duct tape.

'No please sir I just-!' He slapped me. I fell into the same shocked disbelief. I didn't know what to do. I just stared ahead, my mouth fallen open and my eyes wide. I felt Mr. Eads grab my hands and bring them behind my chair. Before my brain could catch up with what was happening to me he had bound my hands with the tape. He pulled my chair with me sitting on it right to the back of the room.

The entire room full of boys was turned round staring at me again. I blushed fiercely and looked at the floor. I couldn’t think, I didn’t know what to do. Mr. Eads stood in front of me and, in front of the entire class, un zipped his fly and pulled out his penis. I gasped and stared at it, not a foot from my face. It was hanging, semi erect, at least seven inches already. The class began snorting and giggling, whispering to each other, not wanting to make too much noise in case they disturbed the spectacle in front of them.

I continued to stare at the massive cock in my face. I slowly looked up with a pleading, helpless expression at Mr. Eads.

'Open your mouth.' He said it firmly. I made a small noise of despair and continued to look at my teacher, trying to make my expression as pleading as possible. He slapped me again, with force enough to turn my head. The class whooped and hollered. I was their entertainment. I gulped down my tears as best I could as I felt myself almost begin to cry. Tears welled in my eyes but I held them back and turned to face my teachers cock again. I took a steadying breath, closed my eyes and opened my mouth.

Mr. Eads held the back of my head in his left hand and pulled me forwards. I felt the soft head of his cock enter my virgin mouth. He was still not fully erect and as my lips closed automatically around it’s shaft I felt it begin to expand. ‘Look at me.’ he said and I opened my eyes and looked into his. ‘Suck.’ he commanded and I obeyed, sucking on a prick for the first time in my life. His cock, now fully erect, filled my mouth and he began to move my head back and forth. I felt detached, as if i were looking at the scene through someone else’s eyes. I couldn’t believe this was really happening to me. I was tied to a chair sucking on a mans cock in front of about twenty teenage boys, all of whom had shuffled to the back of the class and surrounded me and Mr. Eads, Eager to get as close to the action as possible.

Mr. Eads continued to fuck my face, slowly pushing my head all the way down his cock until my lips hit his hand wrapped around the shaft. It wasn’t quite enough to make me gag until he let go of his dick and put both hands on my head. He pushed me all the way back until only the head of his cock was in my mouth. I continued to look into his eyes, looking as pleadingly as i could, sensing what was coming next. A sense of tense anticipation seemed to hang over the boys now huddled around me. Mr. Eads slowly pulled me forward, pushing his member inch by inch into my mouth. It reached the back of my throat and he paused, but only briefly. He continued forcing me forward and his cock pushed into my throat. I began to gag and retch but his cock filled my mouth so completely that it all that happened was spit began to dribble down my chin. And still it continued. He kept pushing it in until i felt my nose push into his pubes. There was a cheer from the class as his entire cock disappeared in my mouth. I could feel his balls against my chin and his belt buckle against my forehead.

He held me there, still gagging and retching, close to puking for what seemed like an age. As the lack of oxygen began to take effect my head was truly spinning. My eyes rolled back and spit flew out of my mouth and nose as my reflexes fought to keep me breathing. The corners of my vision began to fade to black and just as I thought I was about to pass out Mr. Eads slowly, slowly pulled me back. The feeling of the hard thick cock sliding out of my slimy throat was amazing and I caught myself actually enjoying the sensation. But I was far too confused to process the idea at that point. As soon as I was able, with the cock still in my mouth I gasped and took huge gulps of air, making great slurping and sucking noises. I continued to pant around his cock, spit oozing down my chin and neck, dripping copiously onto my skirt and blouse. He held the hair on top of my head in one hand and put the other on his hips.

'You have some skill miss Roth. Have you done this before?' He kept the tip of his cock just inside my mouth.

I looked up at him and replied exhaustedly between deep breaths ‘No sir, never.’ Slurred and muffled by his cock. The class laughed at me once more. I noticed that the boys were now as close as they could get. I felt a hand palm my right breast and begin groping me. Another hand joined in, squeezing hard on my left tit. I was so dazed and exhausted that I couldn’t even muster the strength to try and turn my head against Mr. Eads’ grip.

'Well we must put your natural cock sucking talent to good use, mustn't we Miss Roth?' I looked up at him, my pleading expression gone, replaced with a heavy lidded look of defeat, submission. When I didn't answer him he pulled my hair back, turning my face up, his cock falling from my mouth, long tendrils of spit clinging between it and my lips, dripping into my lap. he raised his hand and slapped me once more. I let out a small whimper as my face burned and a tear rolled down my reddened cheek. He repeated 'Mustn't we, Miss Roth?'

I gulped ‘Yes sir.’ Another sharp slap and I sobbed quietly.

'Yes what, Miss Roth?'

'Yes please make good use of my cock sucking mouth.' I said it loudly. I felt so filthy. Naughty. Cheap and dirty. The class whooped again. This was probably the best day of their lives. He held his cock and began rubbing it all over my face.

'Tell the class you're a cheap little whore.' He said as he spread my own spit all over my face.

I gulped and took another steadying breath. Knowing another slap would be in order if I disobeyed I did as I was told.

'I'm a cheap little whore.' I said it as clearly as I could with my voice quavering. My voice was weak. He had broken my will. Mr. Eads turned my head to the left so he could slap his cock on my cheek. I could now see one of the boys who was molesting me. He didn't even look at my face, too busy fondling at the buttons of my blouse with one hand and clutching the bulge in his pants with the other. Mr. Eads turned my head the other way and began slapping my other cheek. The boy to my right had actually pulled his cock out and was now moving his free hand slowly up my thigh. I looked behind him and saw that all the boys were either rubbing themselves through their pants or else earnestly jerking their dicks.

The boy to my left finally popped the last button open and pulled my blouse down my shoulders, exposing my bra-less chest to the entire class. They cheered and laughed again. I felt so degraded. I was nothing but a toy for them.

Mr. Eads started fucking my mouth again. Every few strokes he’d push all the way down my throat, holding me there for a few seconds before pulling out and letting me catch my breath for brief moment before shoving his cock back in there. At one point he pulled out, held his cock up and pushed his balls to my lips.

'Lick, like a dog.' he said, and, like a dog, I obeyed him. I lapped at his big balls until he slid the head of his cock back in my mouth. He started the same drill again, getting faster now. He fucked my mouth harder and harder and pushed his member into my throat more often and for longer, as if he was training me to handle it. The boy with his hand on my thigh had reached my panties and started rubbing clumsily at my pussy. I began to moan involuntarily around my teachers massive cock.

Mr. Eads pulled out again, tilted my head back and lowered his balls into my mouth, teabagging me. He stroked his dick, slapping it across my face occasionally whilst I licked and sucked his big, hairy, sweaty balls. He rubbed them all over my face before placing the tip of his cock on my lips, jerking his shaft hard now, hitting my mouth with his hand.

'Open your mouth slut.'

I did as I was told, knowing what was coming next. I looked at his hand working furiously on his cock. Suddenly he grunted and his thick, hot cum squirted into my mouth, one huge, stringy spurt after another. He must have squirted at least a dozen times. His hot sticky load completely filled my mouth, dribbling over the brim and onto my chin and cheeks. He missed my mouth a few times and very nearly got it in my eye. He finished finally and squeezed the last few drops onto my forehead. I looked up at him with one eye shut tight, not wanting any to get in my eye. ‘Swallow that down now Miss Roth.’ I braced myself and closed my mouth, causing a little more of Mr. Eads’ cum to dribble down my cheeks. I closed my eyes and took a big gulp. I felt the warm salty liquid slide down my throat and felt dirty. Mr. Eads pulled my hair so I was facing him again and start pushing the cum that was on my face into my mouth with his cock. He instructed me to suck it off and swallow it and I did so.

When he had got as much cum inside of me as he could he stood back, put his penis away and spoke to the class.

'Right boys, form a line.' There was a lot of sound and movement as every boy in the class scrambled to get into line in front of me. I was confused. What was happening now? Surely my punishment was over. surely Mr Eads couldn't mean that… that I had to do that for every…

'No Mr. Eads please. PLEASE! No please I beg you don't make me' SLAP. Though i expected it this time it hurt the same. I wept quietly as Mr. Eads crouched down to talk to me directly.

'Either you suck every cock in this room Miss Roth, or I take you to the lunch hall and let every boy in the school have a turn.' I swallowed my tears and looked at the floor. Then Mr. Eads reached down and did up one button of my blouse. He took a beaker from the equipment cupboard and pushed it between my breasts, where it was held by my cleavage and the tight fitting shirt. 'You'll spit all the cum in there miss Roth. Then you can swallow it later.' The class whooped at my further degradation.

The first boy stepped up to me and grabbed my head, making me look at him. He was a large built guy, bully type. He must have muscled into the front of the line with his buddies. He grinned smuggly down at me and shoved his cock at my lips. I opened my mouth obediently and began giving my second blowjob. He was rough and crude. He humped madly at my face like a dog, gagging me before spitting in my face.

'Suck my balls bitch.' he said with a smirk, pulling out his cock and shoving his balls to my mouth. I obeyed, sucking on his sweaty balls before he rubbed them all over my face to the laughter of the other boys.Then he shoved his cock back in and pushed it down my throat, holding me there and fucking my windpipe. He slid himself out till only the head was left in my mouth, pumped it with his hand a few times and came into my mouth. He pulled out and slapped his drool covered cock across my face as he smirked.

I spat the cum into the beaker and looked up wearily to see the first boy high fiving the next, who was a tall black guy. I gulped as he smiled at me and pulled out his enormous cock. Surely this thing couldn’t fit in my mouth. It wasn’t quite as long as Mr. Eads’ but at least an inch wider, maybe two. He grabbed a fistful of my hair and began rubbing the massive head of his cock all over my face.

'Open wide whore.' he said, and i did so tentatively. He shoved it in. The head alone nearly filled my whole mouth. Try as he might, and he did try hard, he couldn't fit it down my throat, contenting himself to fucking my mouth as I retched around his throbbing black cock. He had me suck on his balls as he jerked himself off before dumping his load in my mouth, which i let dribble down my chin into the beaker.

The next boy was quite short and fat, with a mean look. His cock was smaller than the previous 3 which i found myself being inexplicably dissapointed about. He took my head in both hands and didn’t even have to tell me to open my mouth which he fucked with long hard strokes. He then held my head to his body, his length completely inside me and pushed me back and forth about an inch. I came very close to passing out before he pulled back and spunked at my mouth. Most of it hit my lips and chin, dripping onto my chest and skirt. He scooped what remained on my face into my mouth with his cock so that i could spit it into the beaker.

I felt a dirty sinful rush of excitement as the next boy stepped up with another massive cock. I felt guilty at my lust in this degrading and humiliating situation. He stood very close, put his hands on his hips and said ‘Throat me, cunt.’ Exhuastedly, I took him in my mouth and began trying to get as far down as i could. When it reached my throat I gagged and automatically pulled back. ‘Come on cunt.’ the boy said, spreading my legs with his. I tried again and managed to stop myself pulling my head back as I retched. Mr. Eads’ training must have worked as i found myself getting further and further down the fat cock. I had to pull back a few times for air but eventually I found my nose pressed against his boxer shorts. The class whooped again at my success. Despite myself I felt a burst of pride at my accomplishment, replaced almost at once with that shameful humiliated sense of guilt. The boy proceeded to fuck my throat and I found that although i couldn’t breath through my mouth i could breath through my nose a little if i timed it to his outward thrusts.

I began to lose count of the number of cocks that had been inside me as boy after boy used my lips, tongue, throat and face to unleash their sexual frustrations. A blur of cocks, cum and spit. It seemed to last for hours. Some boys had surely come back for seconds but I couldn’t tell which ones, possibly all of them. Two boys came up either side of me, crouched down and between them yanked my panties off from under me. one of them pried my legs apart with little difficulty, the fight had left me long ago. i felt fingers invading my pussy and moaned as whoever it was fumbled at my shamefully wet cunt.

'Alright, anyone who's still got one in the chamber gather round Miss Roth.' I heard Mr. Eads' voice over the excited hum. He pulled my chair a little ways out from the wall and half the class surrounded me. They slapped their dicks in my face and shoved them into my mouth. One by one the cocks erupted with cum, covering my face. I felt it running into my hair, dripping down my neck, covering me completely. Every splash of hot cum made my cunt flutter as I felt fingers probe inside me. Mr. Eads took position in front of me once more, jerking his fat cock in my face. I opened my mouth for him without being told and he came, filling me once more with his hot salty cum. I looked down and let the cum dribble from my mouth into the beaker. it was overflowing. It leaked down my body, between my breasts, pooling on my skirt.

Mr. Eads snapped a pair of thin rubber gloves on and took a funnel from the equipment cupboard. ‘Head back slut.’ I leaned back and looked at the ceiling as I felt him take the beaker from between my tits. He pressed the funnel to my lips and told me to suck. A chant of ‘CHUG! CHUG! CHUG!’ started up and my teacher started to pour the spit and cum filled beaker into my mouth. I swallowed as fast as i could, my feeling of degradation and humiliation multiplying with every gulp. Somewhere, deep within me, under my sense of self worth, I loved every single second of my dehuminisation. The whooping crowd around me seemed to fall into slow motion as i savoured my litre of spunk. As the last drop slid down my throat Mr. Eads took the funnel away and i let my head fall, breathing heavily. But they weren’t quite done with me yet. Two boys grabbed my legs and pulled them apart and another flipped my cum covered skirt up, squishing the white goo into my tummy. The boy shoved his fingers into my pussy and started fingering me hard and fast. They were going to make me cum in front of them. I struggled, trying to stop this final embarrassment, but I had no chance. I began to moan involuntarily and my hips bucked up to meet the boys fingers. I was powerless to stop my body reacting to the inexpert ministrations. I heard a voice in my head say ‘Let go, let it happen. You know you want it, whore.’ I was groaning loudly to the cheers of my audience when suddenly I felt the explosion between my legs ripple through my entire body and the noise of the room dissapeared as I experienced the most intense orgasm I’d ever had. An electric toothbrush under the covers could never compare. The boy slowed his assault as I came back down to earth. He pulled his hand from between my legs with a sucking squelch and shoved his fingers into my mouth to raucous laughter.

I was their cum dumpster fuck toy, and everyone in the room knew it.

The End. For now :)