"Yes, Mr. Fischbach"~A Teacher/Student story

Yes Daddy

Warning! ⚠️Slight Smut ⚠️ 😩If you can't take the heat, get out of the kitchen!😫Anyways, enjoy this chapter.😃😏😉

Mr. Fischbach finished up his random laughter, and stood there while I got off of James and helped him up. He was watching me intently, staring at my body....First my eyes, then down my neck, past my breasts, skimming over my torso, and down my legs. At first I found it creepy, but when he met my eyes again and smirked, I got slightly turned on. "Ahem. Well, I guess I should head off to class. See you there Mr. Fischbach." James said, and left us alone, surrounded by students entering the building. "I just stopped out here to get something from my car, and it seems you've already broke the one rule that daddy had for you." I was at loss for words. Hearing him emphasize on the word 'daddy' was a real pantie-wetter.

"Do you remember what that one rule was?" Mr. Fischbach asked calmly. I nodded slowly. "Oh okay. So you do remember, but you just don't care." I looked into his eyes with fear. "No no, I do care, I just didn't thin-" I started to say, reassuring him. "You didn't think you'd get caught? Do you remember what daddy told you if you did get caught?" Mr. Fischbach said leaning closer. "You said I'd be punished." I said quietly. "That's right, Severely." He said.   "Why don't you come to my car? We're going to take a ride. I already signed you out of school, since I figured you wouldn't be able to stay away from that boy." Mark said, with lust in his eyes. He grabbed my hand, in front of everyone, and led me towards his car, without saying a word or looking at me. Mark opened the passenger door, and closed it once I got in.

I was curious about being able to escape, so I tried opening the car door, but it didn't work. 'Great.' I thought, as Mark hopped in and quickly started the engine. He started driving immediately. We were on the road for a while until we came across a part of town I wasn't familiar with. As we were driving, Mark kept mumbling things like 'You are so disobedient.' And 'I can't believe you, kitten.' And 'I'm gonna have to punish you bad.' Each time he said something like that, his hands tightened on the steering wheel. Soon, we arrived at a pretty, modern house, which I assumed to be his. Mark unlocked the door, and was greeted by a golden retriever. He reached down and gave her a bunch of scratches and kisses. "Hey girl! How was your day???" He asked adorably. When I reached down to pet the gorgeous dog, Mark snatched my hands away. "You are in trouble, kitten." He turned me around and shoved me towards a room.

I was hesitant to open the door, thinking he couldn't possibly do that much damage, but what if this 'Dark' guy comes out again? He may already be here... "Okay, now to start your punishment. Lie down on the bed," Mark said. Just as I turned around, he caught me by my waist. "And take your clothes off." He said, next to my ear. I turned, so that I faced Mark, and began to slowly strip. Once I was down to my panties, he made me stop. "Leave those to me." Mark led me over to the bed and stretched out my body, so that all four limbs touched the bed post, and handcuffed each of them down.

"Now, in here, my name is Daddy. Understand?" Mark said, unbuttoning his shirt. I nodded, with a very terrified look on my face. He got on the bed and hovered over my body, inches from my face. "I'm sorry, I didn't here what a response." Mark said. Heat from his naked chest radiated onto mine. He stared very intently into my eyes, and grazed his nose over my lips. Mark's breathing was slow and steady.....such a turn on. "Yes Daddy.", I said seductively. He smirked, and leaned in close, as if he were going to kiss me, but immediately leaned back and got off the bed.

He went into his dresser, and pulled out a rectangular gold box. Classy. Mark reached in, and pulled out a red vibrator. Now I could see where this was going. He walked over to the bed, reached in between my legs, and started stroking the fabric that kept him from where I needed him most. "You're pretty wet for daddy, huh?" A low moan escaped my throat. "Ugh, yes!" Mark stopped and said, "I don't want you to make a sound. If you do, your punishment will worsen." I nodded, but thought 'Worsen? This punishment is amazing so far....he might even let me have an orgasm this time.'

Mark used his hands to rip my panties off, since I was handcuffed. This action was so fast, that it brought a little gasp out of me. He looked up into my eyes and smirked. Mark picked the vibrator up, and started teasing the little bundle of nerves at the top of my clit. I stifled a moan, and he watched my facial expressions, as he slowly moved it down to my opening. Mark turned the vibrator off, and replaced it with his own two fingers, lubricated by his own saliva.

He began to pump in and out of me painfully slowly, heat rose to my face in a matter of seconds. "You want me to go faster?", Mark asked rhetorically. "Yes daddy...." I moaned. "Beg for it." Mark said, moving one pace slower than before. "Please Daddy! Please go faster!" I yelled. He smirked evilly, and began to pound me with his fingers, now adding three. "Oh my god yes!" Mark kept doing this, until he felt me tense up, and release all over his hand. He placed all three fingers in his mouth and licked them slowly, purposely teasing me in the process. "I've said it once, and I'll say it again. You taste damn good. You're lucky I let you cum." Mark said softly. He crawled up towards my mouth, and began to passionately kiss me. He bit my bottom lip, then parted them both with his tongue. His tongue wrestled with mine. At this point, I was blushing so hard, and sweat beads were starting to grow on my forehead and on the back of my neck.

'I didn't know someone could have this affect on me.', I thought. Mark broke the kiss, and said, "Yeah, I know right." I keep forgetting that he could read my mind. He latched his lips onto my neck, and began sucking his way down, leaving bites that I'd have to cover up tomorrow. I moaned softly, as he made his way down to my burning stomach. "Why is your body so warm?", Mark whispered, getting up to unlock my cuffs. 'Thank god. I don't know how much longer I could handle being tied up like that', I thought. "Oh don't worry, you'll be putting these back on for the next part of your punishment. But for now....", Mark trailed off, tugging at his pants, leaving the room.

He left my heated body on the bed, and started rustling around in the kitchen.....

Hey guys! I hope you enjoyed the chapter, why do you think Mark's in the kitchen? I dropped a few hints.😋 Until next time!😏