Teaching the Teacher

Teaching the Teacher (part 1)

By rocketeer

It was Joe's first job. He was 24, fresh out of college and new to the teaching field. He had short hair, wore contacts and was now the new History teacher for 11th and 12th graders in the high school. What Joe lacked in experience, he compensated for with ambition. It was late in August, a week before Labor Day and classes had just begun. Being the first week of school, Joe was a little nervous. Just five years earlier he had been a high school student. Back then he was athletic, lettering in field and football. He was also academically inclined but didn't get involved with many girls. Throughout college, his athletic physique disappeared, replaced by more average features.

Joe had every intention of being the best possible teacher. On the first day, he encouraged students to have open lines of communication and he divulged his e-mail address as well as his home phone number to the students, so they could contact him whenever they had a question or needed help. Joe lived in a nice suburb. He rented a house and didn't have to share with any other renters. The neighborhood was quiet. There were a few students of his that lived in the neighborhood, but he rarely saw them out of the classroom as he often stayed late at school and kept to himself at home. Most students liked him as a teacher. He was fair and at the very least tried to keep interest. While Joe was teaching, his mind would often drift as he looked at his students. In his mind, Joe was evaluating the female students, noticing how often they wore short skirts, tight shirts and blouses, etc. This was not a conscious thing but Joe had no girlfriend, although he did occasionally date.

One day after school had let out, one of his students came seeking some help. She was Teya, an athletic looking student. She was one of those students who, although wasn't in any sports, looked as if she spent some time in the gym. She wore a black skirt separated from platform sandals by two smooth, long legs. Up top she covered her moderate cleavage with a bra under a petite top. She expressed concern to Joe about her first test grade, which was less than favorable. She asked if he would be available to help her study. He suggested she talk to the tutor but she dismissed the idea because she wasn't available during the tutor's hours. Knowing that she lived just a short distance from the teacher, Teya asked if she could come to his house later that night. Although Joe felt a slight sinking feeling about the situation he was always open and thought it would be ok. He agreed. The night that she requested was a Friday.

Joe had gathered some material to go over and was expecting her when the doorbell rang around 6:30. Teya was wearing the same outfit as earlier and Joe had lost his shirt in favor of a favorite tee, but was still adorning the khakis he had worn to class. Joe asked Teya in and offered her a seat. Joe's living room was far from luxurious but it did have the comforts of a couch and a few old chairs. Joe sat on a chair and Teya chose the couch. Joe noticed how Teya's golden hair was no longer up as it had been earlier, but was let loose. Joe asked Teya what she thought she needed the most help in. Teya gave a long account of how difficult she thought the material was throughout the class.

While she was talking, Joe noticed how Teya had crossed her legs and one foot kept rotating in little circles. Teya had nice feet. Joe noticed how smooth and flawless they were. The nails were painted red and looked like they had been meticulously maintained. He then moved his eyes upward and followed her shapely legs as they disappeared under the short material that made up her skirt. Teya's swinging foot gently grazed Joe’s leg, which was closest to her. This awoke him from his fixation, but already Joe felt a little movement between his spread legs.

Teya continued talking, but then upon noticing a bulge in Joe's pants expressed disgust saying, "Eww, what the hell is that? I'm trying to get help and you’re thinking about sex!" She jumped up. "What is the principal gonna think about that?" Joe gulped. A student, at his house on a Friday night, reporting him, a new teacher, having problems controlling himself. That wouldn't be good.

"I'm sorry," Joe stammered, as he jumped up as well. "I couldn't help it! Please, don't tell!"

Teya thought for a minute, then calmed a bit. "Why not?” she said.

"Please, I'm new and on probation. I'll...I'll..."Joe tried to propose.

"I'll tell you what," Teya said, realizing the power of her position. "I'll forget the event… but as punishment for... that (she pointed to his crotch) you'll have to do what I say." Joe assumed her to be reasonable and didn't give any thought to his ‘yes’ reply. Then Teya ordered him to remove his pants. This sent up a red flag in Joe’s mind.

"What? Remove my pants?"

Teya replied, "Yes. I want to see exactly what you couldn't help." Joe reluctantly undid his belt and then let his slacks drop to the floor. Then he looked down. The penis that had originally been at full mast was now limp behind its white cover. "Drop them!" barked Teya. Joe took his briefs and pulled them down, exposing his hanging genitals. He felt really naked and wondered why he didn't protest. Why had he succumbed to this 11th grade girl?

"Spread your legs," she told him. He complied and moved his legs to just over shoulder length apart. "Put your hands on your waist," she ordered. He did. She reached her hand out and he felt the touch of her hand on his penis, gently stroking it. The once limp member was now receiving increased blood flow and was steadily growing. When it was sticking straight out, she stepped back then, in a quick instant, brought her white sandal up to his balls, crushing them between her foot and his pelvic bone. Joe felt a sharp pain cut throughout him and reside in his stomach and groin. He fell to the floor.

Teya then used Joe's belt to secure his hands behind him so he was no longer able to clench his throbbing balls.

"What's a matter teacher? Do you have a little pain in the ballsie-wallsies?" Teya asked. Then, to Joe's surprise, she slid off her panties and shoved them in his mouth, which was open in disbelief and pain. Then she took her foot and ground it into his swelling nuts, twisting as she applied force. Joe couldn't believe that feet that beautiful could hurt so much.

Teya then backed off, went to Joe's refrigerator and brought back a beer, which she promptly opened and began consuming. By this time Joe had calmed down, although his groin was still throbbing. Teya told him to get up and helped by grabbing one of his bound arms and pulling him up. She then set down her beer and grabbed a hold of his balls, which made him cringe. They were already noticeably swelled from the trauma they had received. She took a ball in each hand, squeezing and rolling them. They both were still intact, which meant she could have much more fun. Maybe she could have fun with history yet...

Joe cringed as Teya fondled his swollen jewels in her soft hands. He was definitely in a predicament, on the ground, hands bound behind his back and pants around his ankles. There stood a beautiful 11th grader who just kicked him in the testicles. Teya let go of his balls and again walked away. He could hear the telephone dialing, and then Teya talking on the line but he couldn't make out everything that she was saying. It sounded like she was telling someone to come over, saying she had a surprise. A few minutes later she was back. Joe was still feeling the pain, but was fully aware of the position he was in. He tried to get up by rolling over and rising to his knees.

Teya immediately asked him, "Where do you think you're going?" Joe couldn't plead or say anything, with her panties in his mouth. Teya looked around the room and saw a dish towel lying around. She took it and tied it around Joe to act as a blindfold. Then she pushed him on his stomach in front of the couch. She walked up behind him. His balls were hanging out from between his legs and against the floor. She took her right sandaled foot and started to apply pressure, watching as the fragile jewels tried to escape the horrible pressure, flattening and straining against the scrotum skin that held them in place. She was clearly enjoying the power she had over Joe as all he could do was wince at the pain she was inflicting. Teya did this for what seemed like hours to Joe but was actually only a few minutes.

There was a knock at the door and Teya yelled, "Come in!" There stood Heather, Teya's younger sister. She was in 8th grade, and shared her sister’s good looks.

Teya explained to Joe, "See, my sis has never had the opportunity to see testicles or even touch them. I thought since you're a teacher, you could give my sister an anatomy lesson. Here's what's going to happen. You're going to give her a biology lesson, and then she's going to have a lab. I'm going to take out your gag and you’re not going to scream or say anything unless I tell you to. If you should, I can't guarantee the safety of favorite eggs."

She removed the panties from his mouth, and helped him up. His member had become flaccid, and his balls were swollen, about 1/3 larger than normal. Although Joe was blindfolded, he had seen Heather before and knew that although she was young, she was in shape. He felt embarrassed, and scarred. In front of the class, he was in charge, but now he had no leverage. He felt Heather's hand touch his penis, cautiously at first. As she poked and prodded, Joe’s penis began to come to life again. Heather giggled as she grabbed his surging member, amazed at how hard it had become. Teya handed a felt tipped marker to Heather and told her to label the model.

Heather wrote P-e-n-i-s across his shaft, then stood back and admired her work as Teya laughed at the sight. Then she wrote teste on each swollen ball. Heather then blurted out, "I want to see him shoot!"

Teya said, "Okay," as she took Joe's penis in her hand and started to work it back and forth in her hands. It wasn't long and he started gasping as his sperm flew from his urethra and landed upon Heather, landing on her short skirt and dripping onto her legs.

"Eww!" Heather issued. "He got jizzz on me! I want him to clean it off!" Teya answered by removing Joe's blindfold and telling him to lick it off, saying if he didn't do a good job, he'd pay.

Defeated and humiliated, he got on his knees and started licking it off, starting just above the flip flops she was wearing and working her way up. She had smooth legs, and they weren't as developed as her sisters, they were still skinny like younger girls. He passed her knees and started up to her thighs, and then up to her skirt.

"I think he deserves to be punished for getting that crap on me!" Heather shouted in her whiney adolescent childish voice. "Can I kick him in the nuts?"

"Sure," Teya replied. Teya grabbed Joe by the arm and pulled him up, then kicked out his legs so that they were spread and his balls were dangling.

Heather kicked off her sandals, and stood with her hands on her hips. She said, "This is gonna hurt you more than it’s gonna hurt me," and she took a step forward and kicked her teenage foot up and smashed his balls against his pelvis.

He grunted and then collapsed. Heather squealed with excitement as she felt his balls compact against her foot. Joe doubled over and collapsed on the ground. Heather smiled in delight. She could feel herself getting wet between the legs. She had no idea that it could be so fun. It took Joe quite some time to be able to move to another position, but Heather wasn't done yet.

Heather and Teya sat down on the couch and decided on what else they could do that night....

Part III

As Joe lay on the floor, recovering from the devastating blows he had just received, Heather and Teya were exploring the house, looking for something to keep them amused. They decided that the light rope they found along with the digital camcorder that Joe had recently purchased would come in handy. Then they checked back on Joe who was still where they left him. With Joe's hands still behind his back, he had no way of combating the two young girls and besides that he was already very weak.

They took the rope and tied it behind his two testicles at the base of the scrotum. His balls were swollen and every time they touched them he hurt. Then Teya took the camcorder and got it ready to tape. Heather ordered Joe on his knees, and he submissively complied. She then told him to bow and kiss her feet for the camera. Knowing he had no choice, he bent down, and kissed her bare feet. Then she took the rope and tugged on it enough to bring him to his feet. The rope yanked on his swollen nuts, causing excruciating agony. Then Heather ordered Joe to straddle the rope with his legs, and face away. He swung a leg over the rope and faced away from Heather. Then she told him to pull on the rope as hard as he could. He strained against the rope, all the while his tormented nutsack being pulled back between his legs, stretched to the max.

From the point of Teya, this looked very funny behind the camera. Then Heather let go of her side of the rope, and since Joe had been applying force per instructions, he fell flat on his face. Heather laughed at the sight of a naked adult lying face first on the floor with a light rope tied around his genitals. She walked and untied the rope from his nuts. At this point Teya stopped recording, and came over. She told Joe to stand up. With a little assistance, he was able to get up. Then she said she would make a deal.

Knowing that Joe was weak and in pain now, she offered a physical challenge. Heather, the eighth grader would "fight" with Joe, and if Heather won, Joe would give Teya an A in the class, and would let Heather or Teya "play" with his balls every weekend for the rest of the semester. But Joe should win and Heather submit then Teya would fail, and Joe’s balls would be safe. Also, Teya would give Joe oral sex, and would let him feel up the legs that that he liked so much. Joe had no say in that matter, as he had no power.

Heather shot Teya a confused look. "Why would you offer him that? You have enough on him for an A already.”

"It's only fair to give him a sporting chance, sis." Joe nodded, acknowledging that he would go with the deal as if he had a choice anyway. Teya untied Joe’s hands from behind his back. He immediately felt his right, then his left testicle to check for irreparable damage. They were both intact but bruised and beaten. Heather remained in her short skirt, but took off her tee to reveal a sports bra. She didn't have much for cleavage, but her breasts were perky. Joe thought that even though he was in pain, he could manage. Teya picked up the camcorder and told them to go outside. Joe's yard was fenced in with a privacy fence, and although it was now dark outside, there was a large light that really lightened up the yard. The yard was grass. Joe walked outside; every time his nuts hit his leg he felt a sharp pain. He stopped in the middle of the yard and turned to face Heather.

Teya had the camcorder in hand and was ready to roll. She said, first to give in loses and she smiled at Joe with a cruel, twisted smile. Heather took a step toward Joe and Joe quickly covered his already damaged balls. Heather just smiled and punched him in the stomach. Normally a punch like that wouldn't hurt, but today, in his case he felt the pain. Then he moved to block and kicked with a leg sweep. It worked and Heather fell. Joe moved to get on top of her but as he went down she raised her knee and he landed on it, unable to move fast enough to avoid it. It hurt but he was almost used to it by now. He rolled off her and got up. She also got up and again faced him. This time he started the offensive. Stepping toward her, he seized her neck, but didn't cover any of his vital areas, and Heather grabbed his dangling members, and began to squeeze as hard as she could. He let go of her and hunched over, then she hit him on the back of the head and he ate dirt. With his but in the air and face to the ground, his balls were dangling perfectly and she quickly prepared to kick from the back. It was a perfect kick, with everything she had. His body crumbled and lay still. He was out cold.