by Ki Ji
My English teacher was always my favourite teacher in my senior year. He was about 6 feet tall, not in great shape, and always wore the same grey shoes, they seemed beat up and faded as if he wore them every day for years. He was nerdy and wore glasses. He was the leader of the robotics club.
I always stayed after class to get help with homework and essays. I usually came into his class early before school, at lunch, and after school for help. He was always making a new robot.
One day he made a new robot that was snake like but could lock into place. It could slither around, bend like a noodle but became harder than steel when it locked into place.
I walked into his class room and he was sitting at his desk "hey there, I was just finishing up this new robot, it moves to my thoughts and can hold even the strength of a bear in place. Wanna see?"
"Sure." Mr. S put it down and it started slithering around my body, it forced me to lean over Mr. S's desk and it locked into place. "Um, ok Mr. S, enough of this, I need help on my ess..." The snake like robot covered my mouth.
Mr. S put his feet up an inch from my face and kicked his shoes off, out came his smelly black socked feet that seemed to be about a size 12. "For your next essay I want you to describe the scent of my feet, after this session you won't ever forget it."
Mr. S smothered my face with his sweaty socks and said "I've worn these for a few weeks, they might stink a little." The snake then uncovered my mouth and then forced it open. "Aww, my snake almost seems like it has the mind as I do, oh yeah, it does." He laughed and then stuck his socked feet into my mouth. This moment was so amazing I almost came but the snake reached into my pants, wrapped around my dick, and squeezed it so I couldn't cum.
Mr. S pulled my pants down and took his socks off. He started putting lotion on his feet and wrapped them around the head of my dick. He started rubbing them back and fourth quickly and I had a strong sensation. I was trying to cum but nothing was coming out. Mr. S smiled "looks like someone can't finish. Since you didn't finish, I want your essay to describe everything about my feet. If your essay does not impress me I will do this again to refresh how my feet smell, look, taste, and feel."
The snake let go of my dick and Mr. S rubbed it until I finally came. "I'm giving you until tomorrow to write the essay, or else I'm going to do this again but 2 times worse and you don't wanna see what that means."
