Chapter 2
As he looked outside the window he saw his mom's car pull over in the drive way. While being son of principal had its perks, like always having people taking care of him to suck up to his, Alan never felt 100% safe. All his life he had felt that people judged him by his mom. It was like having an invisible ruler walking with him, with him failing to measure up. Alan always looked up to his mom, she was a pillar of strength not only for the family but also for the community. That was the reason why he felt so strange lately. Ever since his mother had taken to reform that asshole Alex, she had changed somewhat. Alan knew his father had also noticed but did not know how to respond. His mother looked different when she left for school. Nowadays she looked different when she left for school. She carried a larger handbag and was supposedly carrying something in it. When she returned home, often late, she looked tired. She walked funny and was always dreamy. Her face too looked like it had some kind of layer on it. Her hair matted and she smelled different. Alan had watched enough porn to know what his mother was doing. He knew his father knew too. But they simply did not have the courage to confront her. There was simply a fear of collapse. His mom was the only pilar in the house. She kept everything in line. Their lives revolved around her. Even when she was checked out sometimes, or had transgressed, she kept the things moving. That was the most important thing. Still, Alan had one fear, what if it was Alex? His mother using Alex as a cover story to have an affair was somewhat comforting . But Alan could not bear the thought of that man being Alex. Alan hated him. There was something in his attitude which drove Alex mad. That manly act and chauvinistic behavior was enough intolerable on its own but he had caused real harm. Mrs Davenport and Alice had to skip town after a bitter divorce. Alex never admitted to anything and had to face no consequences. They were all 18 or above, and everything was consensual. Alan could not do anything but blame Alex. He also heard ftom his friendsthat only thing Alex learned to 'never cum inside a bitch'. Worse yet his mother had taken him under her wing to reform him. He tried to make his mother stop doing this charity but she was stubborn about it. After that his mother has started to take after-school sessions with Alex. At first these were at most hour and half long sessions but as the time went by the length of the sessions had almost doubled in time. This was suspicious but there was nothing Alan could do.
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As Alyssa drove into her drive way, she could feel the wetness on her face. Alex always used the word 'train' like he was training her for Olympics. However, her training could not be anything different. However, the soreness was just the same. The guilt wasn't heavy as it used to be. The pleasure had increased many folds. Alex had pushed her limits constantly throughout their fling. She could still remember her teaching/inspiring sessions were only supposed to last for a month. That was 3 months ago. Alex had taken her, used her, and abused her to his heart's content. His control over her life was absolute. She carried extra pair of shoes and some sexy lingerie in her purse along with some new implement. Her favorite was the Slut collar he made her wear on his birthday. She still remembered the day quite vividly.
... while still in high school Alex was quite old. It was his 21st birthday and he had just told her to do something special. Alyssa had edged herself for a week and had made sure to wear her sexiest lingerie. It was a red sheer babydoll with high heels. The slut collar was the finishing touch. Alyssa had dolled herself up for the evening making sure her hair were brushed to a sheen. When Alex entered the hotel room, the sight of his sexy principal had driven him wild.
He had approached her with hungry eyes like a lion stalking his prey. "Ready? Slut", said Alex as his turned her around pressed her against his hard body. Alyssa simply nodded and uttered "Yes Sir". This was all Alex needed as he roughly kneeled her large breasts, while grinding his cock against her ass. As his one hand reached her throat he pressed his fingers around her throat choking her wind pipes. The act always made her wet. "Go bend over on the bed" commanded Alex. Alyssa did as told. Alex simply ripped the panty hoes and pushed the panties aside. Today was not throat day. Today was whatever Alex wanted day. He moved behind and as his cock touched her pussy he asked, " Who does this belong to Whore?". "It belongs to you Sir" said Alyssa. Alex smiled and began to fuck her mercilessly. Alyssa moaned loudly feeling his manhood pump inside her. She loved when Alex took control. She loved when he took her. She loved how he dominated her. With spanks raining down on her ass, he continued to fuck her. There was no love here, it was just the domination of her. Ending her dignity as an educator and a woman. Being reduced to this moaning mess with a massive orgasm approaching. Alyssa just wanted to cum with Alex. It took all her will power to restrain her mind breaking orgasm. But she was about to cum Alex suddenly stopped and pulled out. Alex simply said, "Turn around". He wanted to cum on her face again. Alyssa on the other hand just wanted him to cum inside. She asked, "Please cum inside". Alec said, "Turn around, I don't want that Davenport situation to happen again." Remembering entire Davenport saga made Alyssa shudder but also wanted to laugh. Alex her supposedly wise master did not take into account that at her age chances at pregnancy were negligible. She has to tell him without belittling him. She just told him, "Sir this old hog is too old for producing any children, you can cum inside". Alex was perplexed but the horny man simply shrugged and started fucking her again. Alyssa loved being fucked. She loved the feeling of being dominated. She loved the pain, humiliation, and degradation. It was a turn on to be treated like this. It made her feel desirable. Alex as it turns out was the man she needed all these years. Not some gentle soul like her husband Alistair but a rough uncaring sex God like Alex. She loved the way his cock pounded her and how his balls smacked against her pussy lips. She loved the way he bit her neck and how he grabbed her hair tightly. She loved being dominated.
Alyssa's favorite position was doggy style. She was his bitch after all. With some more thrusts Alex came, as his semen hit the walls of her womb she came. Edging for week and the rough fucking had produced a truly biblical orgasm. It took all air out of her lungs and broke her mind. With her eyes wide open and tongue hanging out she just reached heaven. She was Alex's little whore.
Alex did not waste time pulling his dick from her pussy. He swiftly wiped it off and ordered, "Kneel bitch!" Alex's hands gripped her hair tightly as he pushed his cock deep inside her mouth. Alyssa quickly closed her eyes and opened her mouth accepting his penis. She had been trained well. Alyssa tasted his sperm and licked clean. She then rubbed the saliva back to his shaft. She had been taught that after a blowjob, the female should lick her own juices from the male's cock. After that she continued to serve him for six straight hours. By the time Alex was done with her, she was a lying exhausted on the floor. Alex went to sleep on the bed while she just slept on the floor like a good bitch.
...as she opened her eyes Alyssa realized her hands were on her pussy. She was close to Cummings but she remembered who does her orgasms belong to. She just edged herself and climbed out of her car. Going inside she realized her son's room lights were on. She had long known that her son and her husband had figured everything out but they simply lacked the courage to confront her. This made her sad but also made her laugh. They were a pair of birches pretending to be men. She wished them luck. She simply went to bed a satisfied woman.
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