You're Ours (GXG || Intersex)

5

Emrie

Like a lost puppy, I followed Ms. Volkov to the house. "Take your shoes off," she demanded once we entered. I slowly took my shoes off while taking in the inside of the house.

Even though the outside of the house was white, everything on the inside was black and gray. There was only a splash of white in the living room, and that was a candle. Not even pictures had a spot on the walls.

They were completely bare. The couches had five pillows with a blanket neatly thrown on the back. The television was mounted on the wall above a fireplace that was lit. The lights were also dimmed, giving it a relaxing setting.

"Would you like something to drink," she offered while walking in what I assume is the kitchen. "No, ma'am," I respectfully declined while staying in the living room. Just because they were my teachers doesn't mean they wouldn't take the chance to drug me and chain me to their bed.

I stood and waited for her to return as I heard rambling in the kitchen, which didn't take long.

When she returned from the kitchen, I saw she had a glass of what I assumed was red wine, but it looked thicker than the wine I had seen. She took a sip from the glass and sat on the couch. She turned to look at me and gestured for me to sit as well.

I shuffled towards the couch that was in front of her and took a seat. I guess she didn't like that I sat away from her because she tilted her head and scrunched her eyebrows. For a while, we just sat without saying anything. It was an unnerving silence.

Clearing my throat, I decided to start somewhere. "So, are you going to answer my question now," I asked. "No," she replied while smiling in her glass. What? Why not?

Before I could reply, I heard footsteps coming from the stairs.

"You didn't tell me we had a guest," I heard a familiar voice behind me. "Who also seems to be our missing flame," the voice chuckled. I swiftly turned to see Ms. Admas at the bottom of the staircase.

She had red shorts and a white tank top on. And that was covered by a red robe. She also had crazy bed hair that she was currently putting in a messy bun. "So that's why you ran off."

"What is going on," I questioned while slowly standing from the couch. "Well, as I said before, Phara told us what happened," Ms. Volkov started. "So we got worried and led you here," Ms. Admas finished.

Phara, you snitch. Well, I can't get mad at her. I put myself in this situation when I left my phone and decided to walk.

"And where exactly is here," I asked, keeping my eyes on Ms. Admas as she walked closer. "This is our home," I heard directly behind me. I turned around, tripped, and landed back on the couch.

I looked up and was met with her crouch in my face. Why was there a bulge there? "Eyes up here, cub," she said, snapping me out of my trance. I slowly took my eyes away from the bulge and met her eyes.

She knew I was trying to escape and wasn't happy about it.

"And where do you think you're going," she questioned when our eyes finally met. "Nowhere," I mumbled, leaning into the couch, praying it would swallow me in its abyss. "It seemed like you were hoping to go somewhere," Ms. Admas added as she sat on my right.

Ms. Volkov leaned down and gripped my chin roughly, but not enough to hurt me. "I thought you had a great memory, but you can't remember that I don't like being lied to," she growled at me. She nodded when I didn't respond and sat on my left.

I couldn't think fast enough before she threw me across her lap and held my arms folded behind my back. Her actions shocked me so much that I didn't notice I enjoyed the way she handled me.

She lifted my skirt and rubbed my ass as if to prepare it.

"What are you doing," I wiggled, trying to get out of her grasp. I stopped all movements when I felt a sharp pain in my ass.

"For each one you receive, I want you to count, understood," she said, rubbing the spot she spanked.

"Why would I-"

And before I could finish that sentence, she spanked me again, making me groan. "I said to count," she calmly said again. I just nodded my head, waiting for the rest that was to come.

Smack. "1"

Smack. "2"

Smack. "3"

I don't know how long this went on. All I know is my ass was on fire.

Smack "30," I sniffed.

I felt embarrassed. My senior class teacher just spanked me. My mom hasn't spanked me since I was twelve. She's locked me in a dark closet before, but spanking was out of the question.

The worst part was I soaked from it.

After the last pop, she rubbed my butt to ease the pain from her spanking while I lay there, whimpering on her lap. I had a feeling she was enjoying this rub more than me. All I could think of was that I wanted to go home.

"I'm sorry," I mumbled when she lifted me. Am I really? No.

She didn't say anything. Instead, she wiped my tears. "I can see you're going to be a troublesome one," Ms. Admas said as she got up.

I forgot she was here the whole time. So, not only did I get spanked by my teacher. My other teacher watched as she did it.

I just looked down as Ms. Volkov sat me on her lap. "And from the looks of it, I have to deal with another," she added. "Next time, I won't do it over your underwear."

Ms. Admas left and came back with a cup, handing it to me. "Thank you," I meekly said, and she hummed in response.

It was passion fruit juice. Not my favorite, but it was still good.

"Thanks for the show, by the way," she said, and that's when I noticed the bulge in her shorts was bigger.

Ms. Volkov gently lifted me from her lap and walked towards the door. "Come on, let's get you home," she said as she put her shoes on. Handing the cup to Ms. Admas, I walked over to put my shoes back on.

"When you get there, you owe Phara an apology," Ms. Admas said from where she stood. I nodded my head, but that earned me another pop. "Words, Emrie," Ms. Admas said after Ms. Volkov popped me.

"Yes, ma'am," I mumbled, looking away from her.

How embarrassing.

"That's a good cub," she said. She gave me a slight smile, then she turned away and walked upstairs.

"Come on, let's go. By the way, call me Ye-Jun when we are alone," she said, unlocking her car doors. I got in and looked out the window after buckling up. She pulled out of the driveway and drove to Zhana's, with me providing her directions.