My Steamy Story: A teacher is manipulating his student wi...

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Okay, let me spill the absolute tea on this situation, because it’s a whole mess and I’m still shook. So, my private tutor, Mr. Davies, had been… grooming me, low-key, for months. He was this older guy who started off all helpful, but then he’d be like, “You’re so special,” and his hands would linger. He got me on these weird experimental pills, said they’d help me focus. Bestie, they did NOT help me focus. They… changed things. Slowly, my dick just… went away, and this smooth, sensitive pussy formed. I was terrified, but he had this way of making it seem like it was all for my own good, and my mind felt so fuzzy and agreeable around him.

The night everything went down, I was an idiot and told him I was finally gonna lose my virginity—well, my new virginity—to my boyfriend, Leo, in our dorm. Mr. Davies got this icy look, sheesh. He gave me a “calming” drink before I left, which knocked me out cold next to Leo.

I woke up to this… pressure. Something thick and hard was already inside my pussy. It took a second to realize it was HIM. Mr. Davies was on top of me, fucking me slowly while Leo slept right beside us. I was about to scream, but he clamped a hand over my mouth and whispered, “Shhh, you don’t want to wake him, do you? Your body knows me.” And the worst part? My traitor body DID. That mind-control crap had my pussy clenching around his cock, wet and eager. I was crying, but a moan slipped out as he hit a spot deep inside me. He kissed me to swallow the sound, his tongue forcing its way into my mouth as his dick pumped faster. I felt this sickening pulse of pleasure as I came, right before he grunted and flooded my unprotected pussy with his cum. He pulled out, stuffed my underwear against me to keep it all in, and whispered, “This is just the beginning. You’re mine now.” And then he was gone, leaving me used, pregnant, and utterly broken. Big yikes. Period.