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Mr. Walker took in a deep breath as he stared down at the mug of coffee on the desk in front of him. It was Monday, 7:30am. The start of a fresh week, no less. And he was dreading it immensely.

Mr. Walker had a problem: Jess, or rather, Jess Grahams. He was a particularly difficult kid to get along with, mainly due to his feminine name, but that wasn't what bothered the adult Labrador. No, his mind was fully set on the problem that occurred merely 1 week ago.

He had become sexually involved with one of his students.

Of course, it wasn't his fault entirely: Jess his misconstrued one particular glance that had lead to a rather unfortunate series of events, including a pair of small feet around his cock and a small knotted member in his muzzle. He had relived the moment in his mind a number of times. He had, occasionally, gotten aroused at the thought of it, and had frequently scolded himself for such perversions. But that wasn't the worst part.

Jess now 'owned' him, and he knew it. The young husky pup had a number of pictures on his phone of the teacher's cock, sticky with cum. Whilst Mr. Walker had tried every meaningful effort to confiscate his phone, even to the point of fabricating a lie that he had it out in class, the pup was always one step ahead. He even goaded him, often, with the mere mention of the photos, and Mr. Walker was forced to do whatever the kid wanted him to do, which often meant getting him out of homework, or letting him leave class early. To be fair, the Labrador was thankful that that was the extent of his favours.

But today, he was particularly worrisome. Not only because it had been a whole week and the photos were still in the child's possession, but that Parent's evening was tonight, and he didn't want to have to deal with the idea of the kid trying to pull one against him in the meeting. He already knew he was doomed the minute he had whipped his cock out to the kid, but he had to think of a way around it, to get the kid not to talk.

He was brought back to reality when he heard a sharp knock on the door of his classroom. His head turned as he straightened up a little, surprised to see his colleague, Mary Fraiser, standing in the entranceway. She was a sheep with long, straight hair and a quirky smile.

"Ah, Mary," He began, taking a brief sip of his coffee and leaning back again. "What is it?"

"Just wanted to see if you were prepared for the Parent's Meeting tonight. I know you have a number of...difficult children in your class. I don't envy you." Her lips curled briefly before they straightened out into a serious expression again. She was the Deputy Head, and he didn't blame her for wanting to do a sweep and make sure.

"Oh, it'll be fine Mary, I assure you." He said with a friendly smile. She appeared to nod, as if someone was on her mind, and he leant forwards.

"There's something you're not telling me." He observed openly. He appreciated a honest, open environment that was good for fostering the truth amongst himself and his students. Of course, he was holding in a massive lie, but he didn't let others know that.

"Oh, it's just...well, many of the other staff members have noticed an odd relationship between you and young Jess Grahams," She began, sounding a little nervous, as if she was stepping on eggshells. "It's my place to ask, so I just wanted to know everything was alright."

"Oh, that," Mr. Walker sat up a little and he cleared his throat, attempting to quell his nerves. "Jess is a tough kid. I think I'm just starting to get through to him."

"...Right. That makes sense. He just seems particularly cheeky with you: I wanted to let you know that it's imperative we keep a...well, a professional standard." Her lips turned to a thin line, and it was clear she was uncomfortable with the conversation. "You're a good man, Jeremiah...I'd hate to see people getting the wrong impression."

"I'll take care of it, Mary. Don't worry about it." He put on a friendly smile, but inside, he was cursing himself, and her. "Consider it already done."

The sheep let out a long exhale, glad that it had gone smoothly, rather than terribly. She nodded, looking pleased, and wished him luck as she headed out the door. When she was away around the corner, he briefly pressed his head against the desk, before straightening and taking another sip of his coffee. Today was the day it had to end.

The day rolled on. First and Second period breezed by without hiccups, and in fact, Mr. Walker had taught better today than he normally did. With the determination of clearing his name at the forefront of his mind, he felt focused, even calculating. He had a plan, though it was a thin one. It was the best he could come up with in a couple of hours.

Third Period came by with a sickening slowness as Mr. Walker mulled over what to do in the mere minutes he had before class. He knew it would be another typical day, where they often squabble and cause trouble. Only recently, Mr. Walker was forced to turn a blind eye to Jess's antics. But not today.

One by one, the children filed into class, and Jess eventually came into view through the door. Already, the Husky had a smug grin on his, and Mr. Walker returned him a serious gaze that slowly wiped the smile off his face. Even the pup knew something was going to happen.

"Alright class, let's begin," Mr. Walker called out once everyone was seated. "To begin with, I'd like you to write down your strengths and weaknesses over the year. Be as adventurous as you want with your answers, but I will be using them at the parent's evenings this evening. And I'll know if you're telling fibs."

He pointed to all of them in turn before he smiled, and told them to begin. He glanced over the class briefly, noticing a number of them looked bored, or had an issue with the task at hand. He could see already that Jess was making no intentions of doing the work, the pup laying back and relaxing against his chair.

"Jess. A word." He pointed towards the door and stepped towards it, opening it for the pup to walk through. For a moment, the husky didn't move, before his expression turned sour and he shrugged himself out of his chair, stomping out of the room.

The two of them stood in the hallway for a moment, and Mr. Walker glanced down towards the end of the corridor, briefly. He leant to the side and shut the door of the classroom behind them, leaving the students to work as he glared down at the kid. He gestured briefly, and without a word, strode down the hall. They walked in silence, though Jess clearly wanted to complain about where they were going.

Eventually, Jess entered the teacher's lounge, which was remarkably empty. But then, they would all be busy. He strode across the room and eventually stopped just by the door to the private Teacher's bathroom. He stood there for a moment, before letting out a long exhale.

"Jes-" He began.

"It's J." The kid was quick to interject with a smile creeping up on his face. The pup stuffed his hands into his pockets and the Labrador let out an exasperated sigh.

"Jess," He affirmed, shooting him a serious glance. "This has to stop. It ends, now: give me your phone."

There was silence between the two as the Labrador held out his hand, making no intention to lower it. Yet, the cub didn't move either, his smile only growing wider and wider.

"That isn't how it works," Jess chuckled, his expression turning sinister. "You even attempt to stop me and I'll tell the Head Teacher you're a filthy kid-fucker."

Mr. Walker was shocked by his language, yet he didn't let it show on his face. He strode forwards and closed the distance between the two, feeling his anger flare. This was a bad idea, and incredibly bad idea, but he felt as if he had no option. His hand flung up and grasped the cub by the arm as his other hand gripped the handle of the bathroom door. He swung open the door and flung the kid into the room at the same time. Jess was light compared to most kids his age, and easy to manhandle, despite his brief protest. The teacher strode into the bathroom after him and firmly shut the door, tugging the shutter down for some added privacy.

"Listen here, Jess," He began, attempting to calm himself as he spoke. "I'm giving you one final opportunity. I didn't want to have to do this, but this is it. Either you give me your phone, or I'll tell your parents you're failing school. And I'll give you bad grades. Doesn't matter if I get kicked out of school and go to jail, those grades will stay when I'm gone. You'll be a failure for all time."

He could feel himself quaking with the words he'd uttered as the pup lay in the heap on the tiled floor, his clothes askew and expression one of pure and utter shock. He hadn't expected that level of ultimatum, and it was obvious the kid was struggling to come up with a solution as the colour rose to his cheeks. A hard sniff came from his nose, and immediately, the teacher softened.

"O...Shit, I-" He began, knowing exactly what was happening. He crouched down as he saw tears rise to Jess's cheeks and begin to bubble down. He knew he'd frightened the kid a little, and he hadn't wanted to upset him.

"Jess, I'm sorry, I didn't mean t-" He began, but before he could explain any more, the kid was suddenly upon him. The husky had tackled his stomach and sent him tumbling onto his back. He felt the kid atop his body, and although he wasn't heavy, it was a compromising position.

"Got ya." Jess wiped his eyes as a smirk appeared on his face, and Mr. Walker looked surprised for a moment. He could have sworn the tears were genuine, but they were gone the minute the Labrador was underneath him.

"J...Jess...!" He protested, but as he moved, the husky pushed his rump down, keeping himself firmly on his body. The Labrador felt his loins tingle, and he begged his body not to get aroused. He knew it was wrong, and he didn't want it to happen, especially in this situation. If Jess found it, it would be a whole lot worse.

"No-one tries to mess with me, sir." The pup emphasises the last words with a certain degree of venom. He pulled his phone from his pocket, twirling it in his hand.

"I could send this to everyone right now, and you wouldn't even have the chance to do anything. I can play the victim really easily, you've seen." His smug grin had returned, and the Labrador let out a grunt, looking defeated.

"I can still give you shit grades." He retorted. "Then what'll you do, huh? No prospects, no future...I could even get you expelled."

"I don't care." Jess didn't even appear phased, leaning back a little. "It's more fun to torment you. The amount of I've gotten away with this week...!"

The pup tilted his head back and laughed as he remembered it, before slowly standing up and getting to his feet. Mr. Walker sat up to do the same, but felt a shoe press firmly against his chest.

"Who said you could stand?" Jess demanded with a steely gaze. "You're a servant to me. How about you show it?"

The teacher's look turned to pure confusion for a moment as the pup lowered his foot again. He stepped to the side and pressed down onto his heel, slipping the shoes off his feet and padding around the tiled floor in his white socks. He raised his foot again and kicked the Labrador hard in the chest, causing the teacher to grunt. But he knew he was fucked, and almost incredibly turned on, so he remained quiet and let the cub have his 'fun'.

"Lick them." Jess demanded, and the teacher saw he was blushing a little from the words. Slowly, the Labrador raised the foot up to his face and pressed his muzzle firmly into the sheltered crease between the plush paw pad and the toepads on Jess's foot. He resisted the urge to mutter a single sound.

Jess teetered a little, and used a hand to prop himself up against the wall as Mr. Walker's hand trailed down his ankle, up to the hem of his sock so he could pull it back. He peeled it from the cub's foot to be met with a cleanly, fresh scent from the silky pink paw pad. He pressed his mouth against it again, sticking out his tongue and dragging it up the velvety pad. As he did so, Jess splayed his four toes, wriggling each one individually so they pressed down on top of the adult's muzzle. The teacher continued to lick, dragging his tongue up to sloppily worm them between the small toes and around the toe claws, lightly dragging his wide, wet appendage over the fur.

Jess would never admit that he liked the feeling, but Mr. Walker would have happily stated he was a dirty fetishist, were his partner an adult. However, at this present moment in time, he was glad no-one could truly see them, and he hadn't heard anyone enter the teacher's lounge, either.

"That's it. Keep licking, slave." The pup demanded as his toes squirmed against the teacher's tongue. A small exhale escaped his throat as the teacher went one step further, opening his mouth to stick the toes inside his mouth and slobbering around them, leaving them a sticky, saliva-coated mess. He eventually pulled his mouth back, strings of spit between his lips and the toes themselves. The pup wiggled his pudgy little digits, before he lowered his foot. There was an audible 'squish' as he pressed his pads down into the tiled floor.

"You're just a dirty Pedo, huh sir? I can even see it from here." Jess remarked, his eyes trained down on Mr. Walker's tenting member in his tight black trousers. The Labrador swore to himself, knowing he should be turned on as the cub peeled off his other sock, leaving him barefoot.

"D...Don't use that word, Jess. It's rude." The Labrador attempted to retort, eliciting a small chuckle from the pup.

"Oh, shut up. We both know it." He replied, and Mr. Walker heard the unzipping of trousers. He looked up to see the cub getting naked, tugging his trousers down to reveal his plump little sheath and balls, and the pudgy inner thighs.

"Jess, what're you doing?" Jeremiah hissed, knowing this was a terrible idea, yet his cock pulsed happily in his pants. The pup didn't say the word as he crouched down, and the teacher didn't stop him as he unzipped his own trousers, allowing his knotted cock to throb freely in the cool air.

Jess had been wanting to see it since the last time he'd played with it, admittedly. He shifted a little and turned around to face away from the adult as he squatted down over the thick cock. He'd seen videos on the internet about this sort of thing since last week, and he had wanted to try it. He'd toyed with a few of his friends, but it hadn't been as worthwhile.

"Jess, stop." The teacher warned, knowing his cock would seriously damage Jess if he were to take it. He wriggled a bit, attempting to find some way out of this, but his back was pressed up against the bathroom door. He watched as Jess slathered his fingers with spit and ducked his digits underneath his rump. Mr. Walker could clearly see the fingers push up into the cub's rump and slowly lube himself with his puppy spit, eliciting a small few huffs from the pup.

Was he really going to do this? Mr. Walker guessed he was as Jess took no time in removing his digits and slowly pressed his rump down. The Labrador's tapered tip smeared against the inviting little pucker and spurting out happy little strings of pre-cum that oozed down his cock and splattered the entrance with natural lubricant. The tip was easy enough to enter, but Jess began to struggle as the rest began to enter him. The pup winced and gritted his teeth as he sunk further and further down, taking it inch by inch.

"Jess, you're hurting, you sh-" He began, sitting up a little bit and putting his hands on the pup's hips.

"Shut up, I can do it." Jess angrily retorted, pushing his ass further and further down, silently thankful for the large hands to help guide him. He had taken 4 or 5 inches before he raised his rump up, wincing a bit before slowly pressing his firm little ass back down again.

Mr. Walker let out a smooth groan as he felt the spasming little walls clamping hard around his dick. He went slow, letting the cub take control and accommodate the fat rod inside his rump, before the Labrador helped him a slowly rolled his hips up, sinking him in another inch.

He could feel the cub tense and his quivering little frame as the teacher slowly began to roll his hips up and down in the cub's ass. He watched the pup's wobbling knees as he squatted further and further down on his dick until his clenching rump was nestled atop the bulbous knot.

"That's it..." Jeremiah had abandoned all morals as he slowly began a steady pace of thrusting, guiding the pup with his hips as he began to thrust in and out of the warm hole, feeling the silky insides squeezing and milking in all the right places. Jess had gone unnaturally quiet, but was grunting and moaning gently as he slid up and down the member.

"...I feel funny." The pup suddenly complained, and the teacher sat up a little, peering over him and down to his crotch. He frowned, confused as first as he continued to buck his hips into the cute ass. The kid wasn't even hard, and the teacher would have thought he'd be feeling some pleasure.

"That's st-" He was about to comment on the situation when Jess suddenly whimpered. He pushed his rump down and bottomed down, pressing down onto the firm, pulsing knot. His insides suddenly clamped and squeezed firmly, and he slowly milked the thick member with weak convulsions. The pup shook and whimpered briefly as a sticky, white substance dribbled from his limp sheath, matting the fur underneath and dribbling as far down as his balls.

Mr. Walker quickly realised the little up had come hands free, and his heart swelled and his stomach flipped. He smirked to himself, sneaking a hand around Jess's waist and tucking him close. He leant back enough for the pup to lean with him to get him off his feet. His other hand lifted the cub's right leg up, and he steadily began to yank back and thrust, his breath filled with his pants and huffs.

"Came already, huh?" He teased right back at him between his grunts of pleasure, the weak kid limply lying atop him as the teacher used his tight little ass.

Then, Mr. Walker heard the click of a door behind him, and he knew what it was: someone had entered the Teacher's Lounge. He clamped a hand down on Jess's ass as he slowed his thrusts, feeling the rising tension of his orgasm creeping up on him already. He pressed himself against the door and was thankful for the shutter blinds on his side of the door. He listened for the footsteps wandering across the hall and heard the boiling of a kettle.

The teacher let out a small, shaky exhale as he felt his loins aching with desire. He knew he was getting incredibly close, and he desperately wanted to speed up and make use of the limp little cub atop him, but he didn't want to arouse suspicion either. He could feel Jess's ass clenching and squeezing around him deliberately, attempting to coax him.

He could slowly feel it building inside him, and he huffed and panted, clamping his teeth down. His chest heaved and his fingers dug into the pup's hips as he firmly thrust up into him. His knot swelled further and further.

"Is someone in here?" The person behind the door called, as if nervous of spirits lingering around the halls. Mr. Walker attempted to remain quiet, but he suddenly felt his orgasm, mere seconds away.

Suddenly, he came. Thick, hot jets of cum spurted up into Jess's warm insides, and in that instant, he wished he'd worn a condom. He let out a shaky exhale, trying desperately not to moan as he continued to pump his thick, creamy load into the young pup's insides. The husky let out a weak whimper from behind his hand, and Jeremiah slowly stroked the pup's stomach as he emptied his load into him, his breathing subsiding into small exhales and pants.

After a few moments, he heard the click of a door, and blew out a sigh. The person had left, leaving the two alone once more. He slowly tugged himself back and his cock slipped from the gaping little asshole, and he could see he'd abused it badly: it was evidently dripping.

"Shit." He mumbled, slowly getting to his feet and propping the pup up. Thankfully, Jess was slowly coming to his senses, and was able to stand up a bit, although he looked tired and shaky. Mr. Walker reached for the toilet roll and firmly wiped the cub's backside, before tugging his shorts back on him and helping him into his socks and shoes.

"You're ill, and need to go home. Okay? You are ill." He firmly repeated his words to the pup, who simply nodded, a small smile on his face. The teacher yanked opened the door and ushered him out the door and towards the door of the teacher's lounge. He quickly scribbled something on a piece of paper and signed it.

"...Here. Hand this to the nurse, and she'll send you home right away. Okay? Don't come to parent's evening either: feign being sick." He suggested, knowing it was the best way. He didn't want them to examine the pup and find his cum seeping out their son's ass.

Jess didn't appear to complain, having gained the energy enough to smirk up at the teacher. He winked at him, implying something as he walked off down the hall. Jeremiah noticed he was visibly limping, and he cringed, quickly shutting the door.

He let out a long sigh, now in the confines of the teacher's lounge, on his own. For a moment, he did nothing, before he slowly started to laugh. He delved into his pocket, and pulled the kid's phone from it. He had taken it from his shorts when he was dressing him back up. He surfed through the gallery and found the photos, promptly deleting them. He tucked the mobile back into his pocket, feeling a suddenly relief wash over him. He didn't have to worry about those anymore.

Maybe things would be alright after all. He wandered out of the lounge with a happy smile, heading off down the hall, now fully dressed and ready to carry on teaching.

He felt the phone vibrate in his pocket, and he retrieved it, realising it was Jess's phone. He unlocked the screen and swiped, realising it was a message on a well-known messaging program to someone else known as 'Mont'. He opened up the chat window, and paled.

Jess had sent the pictures to 'Mont', and the recipient was asking for more pictures. Jeremiah felt a rage boiling up inside him, and an overwhelming sense of dread.

"Fuck."