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The Misdirected Email: the Teacher and the Cheerle

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The Misdirected Email: the Teacher and the Cheerle(The names I give characters are mostly arbitrary. This is the only one, so far, where the names have meaning – referencing some movie characters/actresses.)Scene begins with two 18-year-old blonde cheerleaders. They have similar height. Mandy has a bust size of 32-33B. We see Cindy walking down a path, and Mandy catches up to her with a smirk on her face. Cindy asks “What’s up with you? I’m not sure I’ve seen you with that expression before.”“I just got a very strange email. I don’t think I was supposed to get it.”“What was it?”“You can’t share this, Cindy. I don’t know what I’m going to do with it yet. But I got a note from Miss Duke. I think she typed in Mandy in the address line, and it picked up my address, but it was meant for a different Mandy. She was sending a link to a website to check it out. It’s a link to a porn site about teachers making out with their middle school and high school students.”“Wow! What are you going to do? Like, I thought I was going to like Miss Duke – she’s just out of college and she’s cute enough I thought maybe she used to be a cheerleader even. But she turned out to be a prima-bitch, and she’s especially criticizing us cheerleaders all the time. I even heard her call us the school sluts once.”“I know. I don’t want to do anything so mean she’ll lose her job or anything, but I kind of want to do something embarrassing enough that it’ll bring her down a little.”Cindy says “Too bad we can’t make her become a cheerleader so she could see what it’s like and appreciate us more.”“You know, that kind of gives me an idea. My last class is with her today, so I’ve got a couple of hours still to think of something.”New scene is in Miss Duke’s classroom. Miss Duke is 22-23 and has very dark hair. Her bust is around 36C. She’s dressed professionally and modestly. Her skirt is below her knees and has low heels. But what we can tell of her figure is very nice. She’s several inches taller than Mandy and Cindy. Mandy is standing by her desk and Miss Duke is facing away, toward the door and calling after the students “Don’t forget to do the extra problems at the end of the chapter.” She turns and sees Mandy and has a look of disdain or condescendence. “Oh, Miss Peterson. I didn’t realize that you hadn’t left yet. Aren’t you usually in a hurry to your cheerleader tease-the-boys bahis firmaları practice?” She smiles at her joke.Mandy is fake-sweet. “Oh, Miss Duke, that’s not a very nice thing to say. And I think that you’re going to want to start being a lot nicer to me when I tell you what I have.”Miss Duke just stares at Mandy, waiting.Mandy continues “I seem to have gotten an email from you that was supposed to go to a different Mandy. It has a link to a website that I think the principal or the school board would be very concerned to see you visiting. Isn’t there something in your contract about improper relationships with students?”Miss Duke looks scared. “Oh, shit! Damn! I know what happened. — Oh, I hate email!” She lowers her head and then looks back up. “What are you going to do with that?”“I haven’t decided yet. I thought maybe first we could play some games together, like dress up. Since you don’t have a very high opinion of cheerleaders, I thought maybe you’d like to borrow my outfit and do some cheers for starters.”“Do we have to do it here? Anyone could walk in at any moment and get us both in lots of trouble. We can do this at your house.” The condescending tone enters her voice here. “I don’t want you to see my house and have you bothering me there.”“You’re in no position to make demands, Miss Duke, and that’s what we’re going to do. You’re going to drive us to your house, so let’s move along.”Next scene, they’re entering Miss Duke’s house. It’s a plain house. They enter the living room and Miss Duke turns on the lights. Mandy takes her phone out and says “I want you to put on my uniform and do some cheers while I video them.”Miss Duke just nods. She takes off the blouse and skirt. She’s wearing colorful panties and a matching bra. Mandy takes off her cheerleader sweater and her skirt and Miss Duke puts them on. The sweater is tight and too small. It doesn’t come down more than 2/3 over her top. The skirt was very short on Mandy and on Miss Duke it doesn’t cover her ass. “Miss Duke, you’re the sexiest cheerleader this school’s ever had. I want you to model for me and then do some cheers.” She gets her cell phone and films Miss Duke turning around and jumping and doing some cheers. “Turn around and bend over for me so we can see up your skirt.” She does it. “You’ve been so mean to us cheerleaders that I could just spank your kaçak iddaa bare ass!”Miss Duke pulls her skirt all the way up. “I’ve been so bad, and I need you to spank me.”“Huh?”“Looking at your hot body, Mandy, makes me so turned on. I need to feel your hand on my bottom.”Mandy sounds confused. “Miss Duke, What are you talking about.”Miss Duke turns around and approaches her. “My name’s Heather, Mandy, and I’m talking about sex. Girl-girl sex. I am an expert at sex with girls. How many boys have you had sex with?”(Nervously). “None. Yet.”Heather starts rubbing Mandy’s pussy through her panties. “Do you masturbate?”“Yes.”“Do you like it?”“Yes.”“I can give you an experience 100 times, no a thousand times better. Let me show you. And if you don’t agree, you can continue with your plan.”(Slowly) “Okay.”Heather pulls down Mandy’s panties and caresses her thighs and ass while licking her and then fingering her to a loud and intense climax. It doesn’t take very long. Mandy’s panting and Heather asks her “Do you want it again.”“Yes! Oh, yes! Do it again!”“Okay, I’ll keep fucking you as long as you follow my directions. Is it a deal?”“Yes! Just do that again!”“Strip off the rest of your clothes.” Mandy quickly removes everything. “Now follow me and bring your purse.” Heather leads Mandy to the basement (or to another room). There are some handcuffs around the beams. “Put these on and I’ll do it again. Or you can leave and I’ll never fuck you again.”Mandy hesitates. Then she stretches out her arms and lets Heather shackle her. Mandy’s arms are stretched out from her side. Heather rubs Mandy’s breasts and tells her “I’m going to give you such a good time.” She sucks on Mandy’s breasts while she caresses her sides. “First, let’s take care of a couple of other items.” She steps back and takes off her clothes. She turns around so Mandy can see all of her. “Mandy, you turn me on so much. Do you like my body.”Mandy nods. “Yes, please suck on me again.”“Okay.” Heather digs in Mandy’s purse and pulls out her phone. “This is our contract. I’m going to put a movie of you on your own phone. I won’t keep a copy. I can inspect your phone at any time and if the movie isn’t there, I’ll know you don’t want any more sex from me. Do you understand?”“I do.”“Perfect. Tell me what you think of my body and how badly you want sex from me.” Heather films Mandy begging kaçak bahis for more sex. “Perfect.” Heather puts the camera back in Heather’s purse and starts to rub her. She leans in and they french kiss. “Now there’s one more thing I almost forgot. You have to have proper respect for me. You can’t insult me and order me around. I’m going to have to punish you before I suck you again.” Heather goes over to a table and picks up a hard plastic ruler.Mandy starts twisting violently and tries to pull out of her bonds. “No, don’t you dare spank me. I’ll send that email to the principal!”“And what do you think he’s going to do. You’ve got a message from an anonymous Yahoo account with a message that someone signed Heather Duke. Anyone could’ve done that. You could’ve even sent it to yourself.” She grabs Mandy by the waist. If you struggle, you just postpone the sex, and if you make me angry and I’ll spank you longer. But I’ll give you the option. I can let you go and never give you any sex again. Or you can let me spank you and then I’ll do more than fulfill every lustful dream you’ve ever had. Do you understand?”Mandy’s breathing hard but stops struggling.“That’s better.” Heather swats Mandy and calls out the number as she spanks her. By the time she’s at number 5, Mandy’s crying – more out of frustration and embarrassment than pain. Heather gives her five more, and Mandy’s bottom is a nice red. She lets go of the ruler and softly caresses Mandy’s ass. “I hope we never have to do that again.” She kneels in front of Mandy and eats her while Mandy’s weeping turns into cries of ecstasy. She and Mandy french kiss. “Follow me to the bedroom.”She unlocks Mandy’s bonds and leads her to the bedroom. She brings Mandy’s purse along. “Lie on your back, bend your legs at the knees, and spread them as far as you can so I can get a good view.” Mandy does it. “You’re such a good sex student, and I’m going to keep you so happy.” She uses Mandy’s phone to take some more pictures. “And I want to get some pictures for my own collection.” She uses another camera to take more pictures. She puts down the camera and climbs on the bed. “Show me how much you appreciate me.” She kneels over Mandy’s face. Mandy holds her in place while licking her. Then, Heather leans over and they 69.At the end, Heather tells her “you can go now. Put a password on your phone and take good care of it. And come back when you’re ready for more sex. Get dressed and I’ll drive you home, but you have to leave your underwear with me.”We see Mandy get up and leave the room and the scene ends.

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