Demand that he take you home and try to run away.
From Create Your Own Story
You let out a scream, before demanding him to let you go. Before he can even answer, you spin around, running for the door. Before you can make it, you are tackled from behind. Mr. Jones holds you down. While you struggle, you feel your skirt being pulled down to your ankles. You try to scream but he clamps a hand over your mouth.
“I don’t want to do this,” Mr Jones whispers in your ear. “But if you don’t calm down, I’m gonna be forced to alright?” you feel a finger being placed just below your clit and freeze. “Are you going to be more manageable?” he asks and you quickly nod. “Good.” He says, helping you up.
Once standing, you try to throw a punch, one he easily blocks. Snarling, he grabs your shirt and easily rips it off, buttons flying everywhere. Grabbing your wrist, he spins you around, pushing you up against a wall whilst simultaneously twisting your arm up behind your bad painfully.
“How dare you,” he growls, “assaulting a teacher like that?” He puts a hand on your ass, rubbing and squeezing it through your panties. “God, you're amazing.” he whispers, loosening his hold on you slightly. “You have to understand, I’m not a rapist. Just... do as you're told, and everyone walks away happy.” you can feel his erection poking your lower back, the lust in your teachers voice. “Can you do that? Can you be a good girl and do as you're told?”
“Yes sir.” you whisper, terrified. “You better,” he warns, “Or I may not be able to control myself, understand?” you answer again with another “Yes sir.”
After a moment, he lets go. You rub your wrist, turning around to see him there with his camera, snapping a few shots of you.
“Now, how about you take that bra off?”
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