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12. TAYLOR
I was becoming somewhat obsessed with Asher and the way he’d made me feel. For so long, he’d been an irritant, a student who I didn’t want to teach. He was now someone I was looking forward to seeing. Plus, he knew where I lived, and at first, it was a shock to find him showing up at my door, but I’d have been lying to myself if I said it wasn’t what I’d wanted. I wanted Asher to show up, I’d wanted to see him there, standing with his bag clutched to his chest, acting coy and innocent when I really knew the secrets he was hiding behind that smile.
On the Wednesday, he turned up to class on time, which was unusual. He ignored me as he walked in, except for the look he gave under his eyes as he glanced in my direction. This was all incredibly secret, and it knotted my stomach with excitement.
“Asher, come on, you’re holding the class up,” I said, getting his attention.
Today was a practice test day. I wanted to gauge how well the students were doing in preparation for their final exams. I’d also promised Asher a reward if he did well on his, but I knew I would be giving him a reward either way. I couldn’t say no to his cute face, even if he wasn’t in his black and white lace, or had his pleather collar around his neck, or even the kitten ears. It wasn’t all that I was attracted to, it was him.
“We’re only going to spend thirty minutes on this,” I announced to the classroom, noticing my voice oddly louder than usual. People listened to me. I’d been teaching for so many years, and with fewer and fewer students taking my class each year, it was empowering for them now to all pay attention. “If you do not pass this test, I’m not sure what faith I have for you passing the exam. This is a question from a past paper.” I walked around, laying the small booklet on their individual desks. “And no cheating, because why would you do that?” I stared directly into Asher’s eyes. “Nobody gains anything from cheating.”
I was nervous, yet excited to finally see if anything I’d said or done to Asher had finally paid off. I was supposed to be the one in control, and he was supposed to listen and be controlled. He was supposed to be the one under my command. In a not so military way, but in a submissive way. I wasn’t asking him to do anything bad, all I was requesting was that he do a little more than just skate by on a point over a passing grade.
The question on the paper I’d handed each of them was about feminism and the movement it took in America. They would need to talk about how the movement had changed from when it began, to the current developments and what that meant, alongside any current issues they were tackling. It was something I liked to see from the male portion of the class since, is just what they thought and knew about it without letting the female side of the class take over in conversation.
Sat at my desk with my laptop open on an incognito web browser, I searched for little rewards I could potentially treat Asher with. Every time I looked up over the lip of my laptop screen, he would catch my glance, almost stealing it as he looked back to his paper and scribbled away more words.
I knew he wasn’t always going to be a student. I knew he’d be graduating, or at least, he’d be graduating if he passed the rest of my class. I didn’t know much about his other classes, but I assumed he wasn’t doing as bad in those as he was in mine.
On the internet, there were so many resources I’d never looked at before, so many items and toys I think only Gabriel knew about. It was only fair that while I forced Asher into doing well in my class, that I could do well and learn more about kitten play.
Little kittens, depending on how they play, might want to scratch or bite. Some kittens will be very orally fixated, and depending on if their play is sexual, can be countered with many different things. If the little enjoys combining their kitten play with age play, this could be a pacifier, but if they are into a sexual form of kitten play, they may wish to suck the nipple, or even perform oral sex.
I glanced away from the screen, gulping back at the saliva building in the back of my throat. Blood rushed around my body and started to collect in my cock. It was highly inappropriate for that to happen now. I needed to be a professional, and I thought I was long past the age where I would get inappropriate cock twitches during the middle of the day. It was like being back to my early twenties again when I’d get uncontrollable raging boners.
This one wasn’t going away anytime soon. I stayed seated as the words from the website rolled through my mind like end credits on a movie.
“What do we do once we’ve finished?” Laura, one of the girls in the front of the class asked.
“You can leave it on my desk, and then—you can leave,” I said. There would’ve been another fifteen minutes left of class, but I wasn’t ready to stand in front of them.
More pens started to scribble away at their answers on the page. They were desperate to get out of the class, knowing they could leave early once they’d finished.
As students filtered out of the room, I noticed only one person was purposefully waiting behind. Asher had been sat with his pen over his paper. He was digging his thumb nail into his fingers, as if cleaning them out.
We were the last two in the classroom, and my boner hadn’t stopped pressed against the inside of my trousers.
“Just us then,” he said, looking up at me. “I finished.” He grabbed the paper and walked over to me, placing it on the desk. “I—I have something for you as well.”
I closed the lid of my laptop to pay attention. “Yeah, what is it?”
“First,” he said, shutting the classroom door and locking it. “I don’t want anyone to see.”
I was intrigued. He’d already given me a blow job beneath this desk before.
He turned around with his ass in my face and slowly pulled down his jean shorts. “The entire time.” Pulling both his shorts and underwear, he revealed the fur tail attached to the butt plug sitting snug between his cheeks with the plug firm inside his hole.
With a gentle tug, I took a hand of the tail end. “How does it feel?”
His hole tugged back, clenching at it. “It’s nice.” He backed up toward me. “I’m warming it up for you.”
“It is almost lunch,” I said, giving it another gentle tug. “And I am hungry.” I wrapped a hand around the front of his body, feeling around as my fingers touched his washboard abs, down in their exploration of his skin, and the curvature of each and every muscle. His cock was solid, my fingers touched at the seeping precum from the end of it. I pulled my hand back and licked at the sweet cock sap. “I’m starving now.”
He pulled away before I could pull it out. “You said, after you see how well I did, you’ll reward me.” He turned, covering himself up against. “Now that I’ve got you all hot and hard, you should think about always rewarding me, and not just when I do something good.” He fastened the button of his shorts.
“No,” I said, grabbing his hand. “You can’t tease me like that.”
Nodding, Asher chewed his bottom lip. “I can, and I will, and I just did.”
“But I thought—”
