Teacher's Pet-Part five
#5 of Teachers Pet
Teacher's Pet - 05 Making the Grade "You've been a very naughty girl." Sandra gave a loud "squeak" as a firm hand came down and slapped her exposed ass. The squirrel was dressed in her school uniform and lay bent over her desk as another hit came, followed by another. "A naughty sluttish girl." Tears leaked from the girls eyes as she was spanked several more times, her heart pounding madly while her puffy nether lips dribbled hot juices. Sandra gripped the edge of the desk and looked over her shoulder at the handsome black tiger that was administering her punishment. "P-please Sir-..." she heard another young female's voice came from the darkness and the male slowly turned to see two more schoolgirls. Sandra's eyes widen in shock and shame as she recognized her daughter Amy, and her friend Sylvie, both watching the adult squirrels abuse with lust filled eyes, Amy's cheeks blushing red at the sight of her mother bent over the desk. "Please Sir, may we play as well?" Sylvie spoke softly and looked away with a deep sense of embarrassment and the tiger reached to lift her chin to look at her cute face. "Of course my sexy pets." Both girls perked up and moved towards the desk, lifting their pleated skirts to show off their wet pussies before leaning over the desk either side of Sandra. "Amy?" The older femme whispered as her daughter looked into her eyes, the lusts of the pair connecting instantly as the tiger began to spank all three of them. Their hot moans and whimpers rising into the air along with the sound of slapping flesh. The two squirrels unable to take their eyes from each other and finding themselves leaning closer and closer until their lips nearly met when... * * * Sandra' eyes snapped open and slowly focussed on the bedside clock. Five o'clock in the morning, it read and the mother sighed to herself. It had been this way for most of her life, always awake early in order to do her chores. It was something her parents had taught her. Stifling a yawn the squirrel sat up and felt the sheets slip from her sweaty body and thought about it. Taught, trained, conditioned her to do this, it was like she had little choice in when she woke but with the birth of her daughter Amy, it wasn't something Sandra was going to complain about. A shiver ran through her as the image from her dream returned, mother and daughter so naughty and so close to kissing in an intimate situation. "That's wrong ... isn't it?" A range of confused things ran through the young mothers mind, from the sexual feelings from the dream to the "conditioning" she had been put under first from her parents to the tiger Daniel Weaver. Sandra gave a heart felt sigh and held the handsome felines face in her mind, her hand finding it's way to between her legs where her already wet sex welcomed the light touch. Her daughter's tutor had been an unexpected turn of events, one that had played a big part in the change of attitude in both Amy and her friend Sylvie. A sudden moan brought the woman's thoughts back and a hot jolt flared from her loins as she realized she was playing with herself. Shaking her head to clear her mind Sandra pulled her hand away and stood to her feet, a cold shower was needed before she began the day, although her skin tingled at the prospect of seeing Daniel once more. * * * "Morning Mother," a bright happy voice rang out followed by a tight hug from behind caught Sandra off guard. "Well someone is in a good mood today," she turned and hugged Amy as tight. The close family moment becoming a long embrace as the oldest of the pair noticed that things were different. "Is ... everything alright Amy?" The question was asked as a hand stroked the girls blond hair down to her shoulders. "Yes mum," the teen stopped nuzzling into her mothers bosom's to look up with bright green eyes. "Why do you ask?" "It's nothing dear," Sandra replied and leaned to kiss her daughters forehead, freezing for a moment as the "kiss" from her dream haunted her. "Ready for more tutoring with Mr Weaver?" "Oh yes," Amy perked up a lot in her mother's arms. "He said Sylvie and I are quick learners and if we keep up like this we..." Sandra frowned as Amy trailed off, not knowing the older femme knew both girls were promised something should they improve in their studies and pass his final test. "You will what Hun?" She asked brushing aside the girl's hair to show off more of her cute features. "Uhm ... he said we would pass with flying colours." Amy finished saying, her cheeks flushing red. "That's my clever girl," Sandra smiled and scritched her daughter's ear. "Now you better get ready for breakfast, your friend will be here soon." Amy gave a big grin and moved over to the table to sit down. * * * From the moment Amy woke up she was floating on a cloud, after her shower she dressed in her school uniform, minus underwear as Mr Weaver had advised, and headed down stairs to the kitchen where her mother was making breakfast. The girl's mind was full of the events over the past several days and the way certain things had changed, like her friend's attitude since she had started to join her in her lessons, the way her tutor had taken control and treated Sylvie with a firm hand had both girls acting in a different way. Sylvie had gone from a stubborn, and emo kitten to become an obedient student, several sessions of having the tiger breast fucking her, shamed her into a sort of submission where she secretly craved more, while Amy was spanked for her misdeeds after showing off and trying to tease the tutor when they first met. This and the way Mr Weaver would tease and touch them while teaching them the subjects they were lacking in made sure the pair would pay the utmost attention to him. Amy also noticed something else too, her mother had acted so very differently as well, like she knew something was happening but chose not to do anything for some reason, maybe Mr Weaver had explained to her what was going on, maybe she too had fallen under the spell of the handsome tiger. The girl's mind didn't dwell on this or the warmth of the hug they had shared, instead wanting to eat before her kitten friend arrived for their lessons. It wasn't too long after the teen had eaten than the doorbell rang and Amy had raced off to answer it. "Hi Amy," Sylvie said as the squirrel pounced and hugged her. "Geez kid not out here." The blond blushed deeply and let her school friend inside and closed the front door after them, the white feline looking around. "Is Mr Weaver here yet?" She asked knowing that the tiger would not be there. Shaking her head and giving a sly smile, Amy took her friend into the study where their desks were set up, the pair keeping their eye's peeled for Amy's mother as they entered. Their eyes met and without a word, the two girls came together for a deep passionate kiss, their arms slipping around the other as they squirmed and writhed as one. "We are naughty girls, aren't we?" Sylvie whispered as the kiss was broken, their cheeks aglow as they shared another sensual coupling. "Yes, we are," Amy answered her friend by leaning close and licking the feline's neck. "And ... and Mr Weaver..." the kitten groaned softly, her hand sliding down Amy's front and under the squirrel's skirt to rub her hot, moist slit. "Will punish and reward us," Amy whispered and rocked her hips as her friends fingers slipped in to slowly pump the blonde's pussy. "Both of us?" Amy clung to Sylvie and gasped as the feline's fingering made her knees go weak. "All of us," was her reply as the doorbell went off once more to announce the arrival of their teacher. * * * "Good morning Mr Weaver," Sandra greeted the tiger at the door. "Hello Miss Faust, how are you today?" "I ... I am doing all right thank you," the mother replied looking away as she closed the door. Daniel frowned and knew immediately there was something on the woman's mind but he chose not to say anything regarding it, instead caressing her cheek and chin. "Are the girls ready for their lesson?" "Y-yes Sir," the femme replied as she leaned into his touch. "Good, I may wish to talk with you later as well about something important. Will you be around pet?" Daniel asked and the squirrel nodded slowly, her ears lowering and her cheeks flushing a bit. "Alright, you had best go about your chores while I tend to my students." With that the tiger kissed the smaller fur's forehead and left her to do the housework while he entered the study where he found both Amy and Sylvie sitting properly in their seats, and while the pair looked ready to learn their blushing faces and a hint of sex in the air told the tutor they had been up to something. "Good morning girls," Daniel said as he placed his briefcase on the main desk. "Good morning Mr Weaver." Both schoolgirls replied as on and rising to their feet to lift their skirts to show off their naked pussies as they were trained to do. The tutor smiled a little and noticed Amy blushing deeply, knowing the pair had been naughty before he had arrived and under normal circumstances he would point this out but today was special. "Be seated ladies," he spoke clearly and they obeyed with little more than a quick glance and suppressed smile between them. "Before we begin anything today I want to say you both have come a long way in the short time we have spent together." The two teens settled into their seats and looked up to the tiger as he leaned on the desk, taking some papers out of his bag. His eyes went from Amy to Sylvie and back again as he folded his arms in front of him. In the past week both girls had not only succumbed to his dominant "sexual" teachings but had shown real improvement in their schoolwork as well, proving to Daniel that they were indeed smart as they were clever, and now he felt the day had come to see how much they desired the "reward" promised them when all this began. "You have shown me you can behave yourselves given the proper motivation," he went on and Sylvie felt her own cheeks become a deep crimson as she remembered her "motivation". "So now we will see how you go with the knowledge you have been exposed to." "We are being tested Sir?" Amy's eyes went wide. "Yes you are," the tiger replied and placed the papers on the desks in front of the girls. "B-but we haven't studied," Sylvie swallowed nervously looking at the list of questions before her. The male chuckled and lifted the kitten's chin so he could look into her eyes. "I have faith in your ability to remember what we have gone through," Daniel spoke softly and rubbed her cheek with a thumb. Sylvie's eyes closing and she purred at the man's touch. "If you both pass then you will be allowed to ask for the reward you were promised," he then said pulling his hand away and going back to his case. "I will also recommend you to a school that will be perfect for the pair of you." "A ... new school?" Amy's voice sounded hesitant at first and Daniel knelt down next to her and ran a hand lightly over her tummy and up to cup her young bosom. "Yes Amy, one where I work closely with some of the students should they need my, "guidance"." Amy sighed happily and looked to her friend, both liked the sound of what the tiger had said but there were still some doubts in the form of their parents to deal with, then, as if sensing their thoughts. "I will speak with Amy's mother in a moment then make arrangements to discuss it with Sylvie's parents, the school is exclusive but will take you both should I recommend you." "Will we still see you Sir?" "Of course Sylvie," the tiger replied with a smile, the kitten being the next to feel the tutor's touch as he cupped her full breasts and gently fondled them. "It is much easier for those who have benefited from my teachings if I can keep an eye on them." The white furred femme groaned and pushed her aching bosoms into the male's hands but his caressing didn't last, not when there were more important things to be done. "Now you both have a test to pass, I will go speak with Amy's mother while you do, good luck girls." * * * "There is something on your mind." Sandra squeaked in surprise as Daniel silently slipped into the kitchen where the mother was working and wrapped his arms around her. The squirrel's thoughts were indeed on the dream that haunted her from the night before to the point where she didn't even hear the tiger until he spoke. "Something you wish to share Sandra?" Looking up into his calm eyes and leaning back in his embrace, the femme felt warm and safe and despite all the things this dominant man had done she never felt more at ease. "I ... I had a dream Mr Weaver." She spoke softly and related what had happened in her erotic dream, the spankings and being joined by her daughter and Sylvie all while Daniel stood quietly and caressed the mother's arms in a soothing way. "Do you feel bad because you enjoyed your time alongside Amy, Miss Faust?" "No Sir," Sandra replied and the tiger hugged her closer, his scent wafting around her. "Then perhaps you wish to share in the girl's reward when the time comes?" "I-I don't know ... I feel so dirty Daniel." The tiger gently kissed her ear and caressed her stomach, the woman feeling his bulge press to her lower back. "Then perhaps my dirty little pet would like something to take her mind off it." After he spoke Daniel turned the mother around to face him, her cheeks a deep red at having him call her names, he guided her hands down to his crotch where she rubbed his hidden sheath carefully. "M-may I Sir?" Her wide eyes were filling with lust. "You may little one," Daniel replied and watched her kneel down in front of him. Sandra slid her hands up and down the throbbing lump in the tiger's pants and unzipped them, a thick feline cock springing forth into her hands. "So hard and warm," was all she could say while her fingers danced along his length. The squirrel inhaled the rich, musky smell and licked her lips before leaning in to nuzzle and kiss the tiger's member, curling her fingers around it's girth to stroke and caress him. Daniel leaned back on the counter and allowed the woman to go at her own pace, her little "reward" for disclosing her fantasy desire to be like her daughter, a wanton slut, punished and soon to be used for exhibiting naughty behaviour. A soft groan escaping his lips as Sandra's mouth began to engulf his length, a gentle stroke of her fingers, a light rasp of her tongue and more of his sensitive flesh disappearing into her hungry mouth. Sandra had always been good at oral sex and now she was going to show her new master just how good, her suckling making the big male shudder in pleasure as she went to work in earnest at his shaft, her head bobbing slowly at first but soon his member was slick with her saliva and the sound of her sucking echoing off the walls. "So eager and loving," Mr Weaver growled in appreciation, his hands resting on the mother's head to encourage her to feast more on his aching cock. "You truly deserve this my pet." Closing her eyes, Sandra recognised the signs of him nearing his release, a tightening of his grip on her hair, the sudden bucking of his hips to force more of his length into her maw, the throbbing and constant oozing of his pre, with a slight smile she sucked hard and fondled his balls and was rewarded with a blast of hot seed as her lover climaxed. Daniel had to grit his teeth as he came lest the girls in the study heard, the mother hungrily slurping his seed from his cock and swallowing while her fingers jerked and milked more cream from his balls. "Oh god Sandra," He gasped as for a small moment, the woman kneeling in front of him, was complete control. Licking his thick cum as it dribbled from his tip. "Is..." The squirrel blushed fiercely. "Is Daddy pleased?" "Yes little one," the tiger purred deeply and stroked her ears affectionately, remembering her admission when they had first met and then the dream. "I feel my little girl would like her reward at the same time as her daughter." Sandra nodded and nuzzled Daniel's slick length as a pair of green eyes looked on from the doorway, neither having seen Amy poke her head around the corner to ask her tutor something, nor did they see the girl hide herself and spy on their activities. "I think I should get back to over see the girls and their test," Daniel's words rang out and snapped Amy back to her senses, the teen quickly heading back to the study with a dripping pussy and mind full of possibilities. A smile gracing her lips as she slipped back in with her friend. To be concluded...
Amy, Sylvie (C) Jessica Elwood; Daniel Weaver (C) Jaffah; story (C) Jaffah 2008