Forbidden Desires Ch.02

She had been nervous about seeing him on Monday. She did not know how he would act around her after what they had done over the weekend and her heart had fluttered in her chest as she entered his classroom. He taught A-level English Literature and she saw him nearly every day. He didn’t look up as she entered and during the class he paid no extra attention to her than to any of his other students. She kept her eyes on her desk and doodled on her pad. Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday went by without incident but when she entered the room on Thursday morning a hand grabbed her arm pulling her back into the corridor. She looked up into the face of a boy she recognised from her class. “Hi, Brendan right?” He smiled and looked into her dark eyes; they were lined with black pencil. She looked up through her long black lashes, her tongue darting out to wet her lips which were painted a bright red. She wore a pair of black high-waisted shorts and a tight white t-shirt, black heeled boots stretched up her legs and white knee high socks were visible over the top. “Yeah, I was just wondering if you’re busy weekend after next? My parents are out of town so I was gonna have some people over. I think you should come.” He ran his hand through his messy black hair and smiled, his blue eyes flashing. Her plump lips curved in a smile. “Sure, I’d like that.” “If I’m not interrupting, I think you should go in.” She turned and looked into Alejo’s eyes. She blushed and looked away. “Sorry sir.” Brendan smiled at her and walked into the classroom. Alejo looked at her for a moment before walking past her and she took a deep breath before following. She took her usual seat at the back of the room. He didn’t speak to her the whole lesson but she could feel his eyes on her. Finally the bell rang and she stood, but his voice caught her attention. “Annabella, I need to speak with you about the essay you turned in. I would like to see you at three, in my office.” “Yes sir.” The word in her soft voice sent a jolt of lust through him and his eyes flashed with warning. She hurried out of the room and spent the rest of the day in a nervous daze. She couldn’t concentrate on anything and when three finally came around she stood outside his office twisting her hands together. Swallowing hard she knocked on the door and, hearing him answer, she pushed it open and stepped inside. The room was dimly lit and as she looked around, the door closed and she whipped round watching as he locked it. Taking hold of her throat he walked her backwards until she hit the desk. Reaching between them, he undid the button and zip on her shorts and pushed them down her legs. Lifting her he sat her on the edge of the desk and pressed a finger against her through her white thong. The material was already wet with her juices and she spread her legs, her hands curling into the wood. Pulling her off the desk he turned her and pushed on her back until she bent at the waist. Moving around the desk he opened the drawer and pulled out a length of white silk and a pair of scissors. She watched him warily as he stood in front of her and tied her wrists together with the silk. Taking the ends he pulled them under the desk stretching her arms forward, moving behind her he spread her legs apart and brought the ends of the silk out and tied her ankles to the legs of the desk. Her round ass was pushed out towards him and he ran his hand over the smooth skin. Slipping his hand between her legs he cupped her pussy and stroked her through the material of her thong. “I can’t stop thinking about you, pet.” He moved his hand against her and she moaned quietly. He pushed his finger against her heat and she pushed her ass backwards as much as she could. “All day, all night, all I fucking do is think about you. I cant eat, I cant sleep.” His voice was gruff and she moaned again. He reached back into the drawer and pulled out a long wooden ruler. Her eyes flashed when she saw it and he stroked her cheek. The bruise was starting to fade and the cut on her lip starting to heal. He ran his thumb over her lip. He knew there was something more to her injuries than just falling but he would wait until she was ready to tell him on her own. Loosening his tie he pulled it over his head and tied it around her eyes as a blindfold. She shivered as he moved behind her and ran the ruler over her ass. “You’ll have to keep quiet, pet. We don’t want anyone to hear you.” She nodded and waited, holding her breath. He lined the ruler up against her skin and brought it down hard against her. She jumped and pressed her lips together. He ran the ruler over the mark already blooming against her skin before snapping it against her again and hearing her gasp. Moving down, he flicked the wood against her thighs before moving back to her ass. By the tenth strike she was shaking uncontrollably, by the fifteenth soft noises escaped her and by the twentieth she was biting her lip hard enough to draw blood to stop her cries from making a sound. There was a knock on the door and he turned, his breathing ragged. Taking a deep breath he pushed his hair away from his face and smoothed his hand over the hot skin of her round ass, leaning down to whisper in her ear. “Not almanbahis şikayet a fucking sound.” Opening the door an inch he looked out into the corridor. Luanna stood there, twisting a lock of blonde hair around her finger. “Luanna, how can I help you?” “I just wanted to talk about this grade you gave me,” she smiled. “I think I can do better.” “Is that right?” “I’d do anything to get my grade up. Maybe I need some private tutoring.” She took a step forward but he shook his head. “As much as I would like to help you with your grades I cannot help you today. I am very busy, but perhaps we can make an appointment for one day next week.” She pushed slightly on the door. “Are you sure you cant help me today? I am ready to do anything you ask me to.” He looked back into his office at the girl spread over his desk. A small smile played about her lips as she listened to their exchange. He rubbed his chin and looked back to Luanna. “Like I said I cannot help today. I am speaking with Annabella, but I would be happy to make time next week to speak with you.” He closed the door on her angry face and waited until he heard her footsteps as she walked away down the corridor. He locked the door. The sound made Bella jump and he smiled. Standing at the other end of the desk he stroked her short hair and undid the fly of his trousers. Freeing his hard cock, he pushed into her mouth and sighed. Slowly he began to thrust against her, pushing deep and hearing her work to take his impressive length into her throat. He thrust hard against her she moaned, sending vibrations down his cock and through his body. He gripped her hair tighter and felt her saliva coat his cock and drip down her chin. She breathed through her nose allowing him to use her as he wanted and her hands curled into fists. Her elbows were bent under her chest and her breasts were pushed together and he could see the softness of her cleavage over the low cut of her t-shirt. He thrust harder against her mouth, feeling his orgasm build and pushed deep into her throat. spilling his hot cum into her mouth. She swallowed hard, savouring his taste, and a drop of his cum spilled from her mouth. Her small pink tongue flicked out and collected the drop of liquid, before she swallowed it down. He moved back around the desk and knelt behind her. Taking the scissors from beside her he cut her thong away from her body and nipped at the skin of her round ass. She jumped and he slapped her hard. She whimpered and went still as he flicked his tongue over her rosebud, making her moan. Sliding a finger into her tight pussy, he circled her asshole with his tongue and fucked her pussy with his finger. He added a second finger and pressed against her hole. His cock began to harden again and he pushed his tongue harder against her. It slipped into her ass and she cried out before she could stop herself. He stood and smoothed his hand over her ass. Positioning the swollen head of his cock against her pussy he held her hips and licked his lips. “You don’t cum until I tell you, understand?” “Yes sir.” “Good girl.” He slammed into her and she tossed her head back. With the blindfold still tied around her eyes the sensation of him stretching her pussy was even more intense and his hands clutching her ass sent pleasure through her whole body. He moved slowly inside her and she gritted her teeth, fighting the orgasm that was already growing in her stomach. Her whole body was trembling, her pussy quivering around his thick length and he thrust harder, pushing deep before pulling back and teasing her with the head of his cock, before slamming back inside and hitting against her cervix. “Oh fuck, your pussy is so tight. So hot and wet.” He thrust harder and she worked to keep her moans quiet, not wanting anyone to here them. “I love feeling your little pussy stretching over my cock. I love fucking your young pussy and soon, I’m going to fuck your ass.” She whimpered as his finger pressed against her asshole. “Would you like that pet? Would you like me to fuck your ass; thrust in deep and fuck your tight little hole?” “Yes sir.” Her voice was breathless. He pounded into her, her tight pussy gripping his length, milking his cock and he felt his second orgasm building. He pushed his finger against her ass, pressing deep inside her and she dropped her head to the desk. He added a second finger and she almost sobbed when she spoke. “Please sir can I cum?” “Not yet, don’t you fucking dare cum until I tell you to.” Her ass and pussy worked around him and he felt her tremble as she fought against her orgasm. He wanted her to lose complete control, to build the feeling until it dragged her under. She pushed back against him, humping down on his thick cock and driving his fingers deeper into her ass. He grunted and spoke through gritted teeth. “Fuck, Bella, you’re so wet. Dripping wet for me.” He thrust harder and her cries got louder as he pounded into her soft pussy. The trembling in her body grew more intense and she fought back her orgasm, not wanting to disappoint him. “Please sir, I need to cum.” He smiled at the begging tone of her voice and felt her pussy work around his cock as she kept her orgasm at bay. He thrust deep and almanbahis canlı casino pushed his fingers into her ass. “Cum for me pet.” She pressed her lips together keeping her scream quiet and her pussy quivered and convulsed around his length and tipped him over the edge. He held himself deep and shot rope after rope of thick cum into her welcoming heat. He held himself inside her for a moment before pulling out and stepping away, rearranging his clothes. Taking the remains of her thong and undoing the bonds, he placed them both in the drawer of his desk before leaning down to speak softly in her ear. “Don’t move until I’m gone.” “Yes sir.” He left the room and she heard the door close behind him. Slowly she pulled the blindfold from her eyes and looked around. She was alone. Quickly she pulled her shorts back on and smoothed her hair before walking from the room. She left the building quickly and climbed into her car. She felt eyes on her and looked around but could see no one. She felt her cheeks flush and pulled out of the car park. She could still feel eyes on her but shook it off to nerves that someone had seen her leaving his office. She arrived home and her heart sank as she saw the black truck in the drive. Her step dad was already home. Opening the door as quietly as she could, she tried to sneak through the house but his voice reached her. “Anna!” She winced and walked through to the living room. He sat on the sofa, a beer in his large hand and a hard scowl on his face. “Where the fuck have you been?” “I had to speak to a teacher about some work I turned in. I had to stay late.” “Let me guess, you’re failing already?” He sneered and she clenched her hands into fists. “No I’m not failing. He just wanted to make sure I was doing okay and settling in alright.” His smile faded and he stood from the sofa. He was a big man with a broad chest and hard muscles. He stepped towards her and she shrank back from him. “Don’t you talk to me like that girl.” “I was just saying that I’m not failing.” He grabbed hold of her wrist and she winced in pain. His large hand held her tightly and she pulled, trying to free herself. “I said, don’t you talk to me like that.” He yanked her against his chest and held her chin tightly in his other hand. “Who the fuck do you think you are?” “Bells?” Her mothers voice came from upstairs and his smile returned. “You’re lucky.” He leant down and kissed her hard before sitting back on the sofa. She hurried upstairs and locked herself in her room. Sliding down the door she wrapped her arms around her waist. She did not know if her mother didn’t know what her husband did to Bella or whether she kept quiet to stop the abuse from turning on her. Bella’s father had died when she was five and her mother had remarried when she was ten. For the first two years he had been a perfect husband and a great father to the young girl but then he had started drinking again. She stayed in her room for the rest of the night, refusing to leave until the next morning. She dressed quickly in black leggings and a cropped, loose fitting white t-shirt. Stepping into white trainers, she hurried downstairs. “What are you wearing?” She flinched and turned. Her step-dad stood in the living room door. His bright eyes watched her and a smile curved his thin lips. He stepped towards her and she shrank away from him. “I need to get to school.” She reached behind her to find the handle of the front door but he placed his hand against it behind her head and pressed his body against hers. She could feel his hard length against her stomach and shuddered in fear. “Dressing like a fucking slut… you got someone there fucking your pussy?” “Simon, I need to go.” “What have I told you about calling me Simon? You call me daddy.” He slid his free hand down her body and between her legs, pressing hard against her pussy through her leggings making her whimper in pain. His strong fingers toyed with her and she pressed against the door trying to put some distance between their bodies. “My teacher saw my bruises. He knows something is going on.” Simon’s eyes flashed angrily and he pushed harder against her. He moved his hand from the door and wrapped his strong fingers around her throat. He held tightly and she whimpered. “You say a fucking word, girl, and I’ll take you somewhere they’ll never find you. Is that what you want? Not even your mamma would know where you were. I would keep you all to myself and no one would be able to touch you again. No one but your daddy.” “You’d never get away with it.” She wanted her voice to be strong and sure but it came out a breathy whisper. She knew he could do it and knew that no one would look for her. “Oh I would, I’d take you all for myself. Fuck you every day.” He slid his hand round to her curved ass and squeezed. “I’d fuck that pretty little ass and your tight pussy. I’ve been thinking about it for months. I bet you’ve got a sweet little pussy don’t you?” “Let me go, please.” He leant down bringing his face close to hers. His warm breath hit against her face and she could smell stale beer. “You say one word and I’ll take you so far no one will ever find you. Remember that.” He stepped away and almanbahis casino she fell backwards out of the door. Taking a deep breath, she tried to stop herself shaking before climbing into her truck. She had English first and as she walked towards the classroom a voice made her turn. “Hey, baby.” Brendan smiled and draped a muscled arm around her shoulders. She shivered at his touch and he frowned as he saw the faint marks on her neck from Simon’s fingers. Gently he touched them and felt her jump again. “What’s this?” She shook her head. “Nothing.” His handsome face scowled and he pulled her away from the classroom. Ducking into a supply closet he closed the door and clicked on the light. Bending to look into her face he brushed his thumb across her cheek, showing the bruise she had covered with make up. “Who did this?” “No one.” She refused to look at him. His eyes flashed and he scoffed. “Let me guess, walked into a door? Fell over in heels? Fell down the stairs?” “Brendan, please don’t.” Her dark eyes met his and she begged him, reaching out to touch his strong chest. He was as tall as Alejo and broader. She looked down at his strong hands balled into fists, the muscles in his arms bunching. She shivered and tried to control her panicked breathing. He saw the fear in her face and his face softened. He stroked her cheek and ran her fingers through her short red hair. “I’m not going to hurt you, baby, but I want you to know, if someone is doing this to you, you can talk to me. I could help you.” “I don’t need any help.” He slid his hands down her body and rested his large hands on her round hips. Pulling her close and lifting her onto her toes he leant down and brushed his lips across hers. She jumped and stilled in his arms and he kissed her again, waiting for her to relax against him and wrap her arms around his strong neck, bringing herself closer to him. He pressed her back against the door and lifted her into his arms. His cock was hard against her and she arched her back pressing her hips hard against him. Her lips opened on a moan under his. He cupped her ass in his large hands and rolled his hips against her. “God, there’s something about you, Bells. I cant get you out of my head. I think about you all the time.” He thrust against her again and she dropped her head back against the door. He kissed the marks on her neck and felt her shudder against him. A deep groan rumbled from his chest and he let her slide down his body until her feet were back on the floor, kissing her again he stroked her cheek. “You can tell me, I’ll help you.” She nodded, not trusting herself to speak. He kissed her again and took hold of her hand. They exited the room and walked back to the classroom. He kept hold of her hand and they sat together at the back of the room. Alejo entered and looked to them. His green eyes flashed as he saw them together but he said nothing and sat at his desk. The class went slowly and the day dragged as he checked his watch constantly waiting for the day to be over. They would go to the cabin this evening and he would spend the weekend showing her what a real man could do to her. His mind flashed to the toys he had in the boot of his car and his cock hardened in his trousers. The final bell rang and he practically sprinted from the school and sped through the small town. Out on the forest roads he drove even faster until he skidded to a halt outside his cabin. She hadn’t arrived yet so he unlocked the door and took the box inside. He set up the living room and bedroom and poured himself a large glass of scotch. He heard a car pull up outside and smiled. Sitting on the sofa he waited for her to come into the room. She knocked softly and waited. There was no reply and she frowned. His car was there and she knocked again before pushing the door open. The cabin was dimly lit, the curtains closed and she looked around before stepping inside. “Close the door and lock it behind you.” Her eyes fell on him and she pushed the door closed and locked it. His green eyes roamed over her and she shivered. She looked down, her cheeks heating, and held her hands in front of her. He drank from his glass and watched her with his head on the side. “Get undressed, slowly.” She kicked off her shoes and socks and slid her leggings down her legs. Pulling her t-shirt over her head she stood in front of him in nothing but her lace underwear. The pale blue bra pushed her breasts together and the small panties did nothing to hide her curved ass. He held up his hand and she stilled. He stood and reaching out, took her hand. Pulling to him he leant down until his lips were inches from hers and spoke softly. “Did Brendan make you cum like I do?” Her cheeks heated and she shook her head. “We didn’t do anything.” “You let him touch you. Did he make you wet?” A soft moan escaped her lips and she refused to look into his eyes. He tilted her head up with a finger under her chin. “Did he make you wet?” “I’m sorry, sir.” He took hold of her hand and lead her through to the bedroom. Closing the door behind her, he watched as she looked around the room. There were black leather cuffs tied to the posts of the headboard of the bed. He ran his hand down the curve of her back and leant to whisper in her ear. “Sit down, pet.” She climbed onto the bed and he fixed her wrists into the cuffs. Her arms were kept above her head and he took more restraints from the chair. He looped them around her knees and tied the ends to the posts.