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I smiled. It was Tuesday, Labor Day weekend was over and a new school year had come.

I strode through the halls of the high school with a big smile on my lips, Helen on my arms. In my other hand, I held Darcy’s leash, the very belt she gave me that started this. With my pet walked Mrs. Foster, and Cassandra in her maid’s uniform, modified now that her stomach was swelling with her pregnancy. Naomi and Debbie, the sex slave I gained at the hospital and Helen’s little sister respectively, were at home watching over my daughters.

The halls were full of students. It was such a sight to see the girls all dressed so sluttily. Skirts so short that they flashed butt-cheeks as they walked. Thigh-high stockings, high heels, transparent blouses molding to jiggling breasts. One girl wore a tie that dangled between her breasts as she walked on the arm of her boyfriend.

And more than a few of the girls had bellies round with new life.

I smiled as Lottie and Mary walked up to me, a pair of students I taught last year. Lottie was heavily pregnant in a pink nightie that fell open around her curving stomach, and a thong that molded to the lips of her pussy. She had a big smile on her lips, her hand rubbing at her belly. Mary wore a transparent bra and panties set, her stomach just curving with new life.

A nice baby bump.

“Hey, Mr. Miller and Ms. Teller,” Lottie said as Mary said, “How are you two doing?”

“It’s Mrs. Miller now,” Helen said, thrusting out her hand to flash her gold wedding band welded to the diamond engagement ring. It had been a great ceremony over the summer with a wild honeymoon.

“Oh, my god!” Mary squealed, bouncing up and down. “That’s so wonderful, Mrs. Miller! Ooh, ooh, I bet you were such a beautiful bride!”

“Yes, yes, yes,” Lottie cooed. She didn’t bounce like her friend, but it’s hard to do that when you are nine months pregnant. “And you’re not the only ones who got married over the summer!”

Both girls held up their left hands to show off their wedding rings, though the diamonds on theirs were not nearly as big as my Helen’s. They looked so happy to be wedded to the boys that I had fixed them up with. It was so much simpler this way.

Everyone would be happy with my new system.

“That’s so wonderful,” Helen said. She quivered in her own low-cut blouse and miniskirt. “And don’t worry, just because I’m Mrs. Miller now doesn’t mean I won’t fuck my girls with my strap-on. I have a few choice dildos to use on you this year.”

“That’s so good,” Mary said, a big smile on her lips. “I love being fucked by both of you.”

“It was great seeing you girls,” I told them as I led my wife and sex slaves on.

The girls weren’t the only ones that said hi. Guys and girls were all greeting me. It was such a thrill to see the couples I had set up together. Many were married. Girls were bred. A baby boom was in the works.

We passed fucking in the halls. Teachers had the right to fuck any girl (or guy if it was a female teacher) they wanted. Many of the male teachers took full advantage of all the teenage cunt at their disposal. Two of my colleagues were pounding a pair of girls hard from behind in the middle of the hallway. It was a stirring sight, my cock thrusting hard before me.

Principal Brown marched through the hallway in a leather bra and skirt, thigh-high boots on. Her stomach curved with her pregnancy. I was right. If I declared I was breeding a woman, I did. The Best Teacher could never be wrong. She had two of her male slaves following after her, their muscled bodies oiled and leashes attached to their cock rings.

She was a very dominating woman.

“Mr. and Mrs. Miller,” she said, nodding. She, of course, had been at the wedding with her sex slave husband and sons.

“Principal Brown,” I nodded back. “Going to be a great year.”

“Yes, it is,” she purred. “The new students should be gathering in the auditorium. I’ll be down shortly. I have two naughty boys to spank first.”

“Of course,” I said.

We rounded the corner and found Nurse Betty with two boys attached to her teats suckling away. A third fucked her pregnant pussy from behind. No one knew who the father was. It could be her husband or me or any of the male teachers or students. She always was being fucked as she provided her abundant breast milk to the boys to keep up their energy.

I loved my powers.

“Oh, the school is off to a great start,” said Helen. My new wife had such a big smile on her face. “Mmm, I’m eager to see those fresh-faced freshmen.” She giggled. “They’re always so cute, boys and girls alike.”

“I’ll take your word on the boys,” I said. “But the girls… So cute.”

“Of course they are,” said Cassandra. “Ooh, I hope we got some naughty sex slaves coming up. I know Mrs. Foster is as eager as I am to break them in. It’ll be so much fun.”

“Oh, yes, Master,” Mrs. Foster cooed. I never had her divorce her husband, not that she saw him much. He was happy with the sex slave “daughter” I had given him. She was already pregnant. Maybe he’d have a new daughter to replace Darcy. “I can’t wait to mold them into being such a fine crop of sex slaves. I want the school to make even more money at the auction at the end of the year.”

“I have complete faith in you,” I said. “How about you, Darcy?”

“My mom’s going to rock, Mr. Miller,” my pet cooed.

We reached the auditorium where the next crop of freshmen was sitting down in the seats. They chatted in groups or sat isolated. A nervous energy ran through the room. The girls were clearly a little embarrassed by the dress code, not yet used to showing off so much skin.

It was marvelous.

I enjoyed a pick-me-up from Darcy as we waited, savoring her lovely breast milk. She had nice, round breasts after having our daughter. I enjoyed suckling at her, drinking down the sweet warmth of her motherly delight. She squealed in delight, the fifteen-year-old girl stroking her hand through my hair.

Principal Brown and the other teachers began arriving. It was time to test the freshman. I moved up to the podium, gripping it. The freshmen all started hurrying to their seats. I stared out at them, a big smile on my lips.

“Good morning,” I said, my voice booming through the microphone. “Good morning, freshmen. Welcome, welcome. You are going to spend the next four years learning at this fine institution. Right now, your future teachers are handing out an aptitude test. Your seats all have fold-out desks. You’re going to fill them out. Take your time. This is the most important test of your life.”

I could feel the silence in the auditorium as the new class of freshmen stared at me, taking this in. They shifted in their chairs. Their eyes were all locked on me. I could feel their rapt attention, the power of the belt in full swing.

“I’m Mr. Miller,” I continued after a moment. “Maybe you’ve heard of me. Maybe not. But I have come up with an entirely new curriculum for our school. You are a model that we are going to export across not just the United States, but the world.” I smiled. “Now, that really isn’t anything you have to worry about. You just have to worry about the test. I created it, and it will test your aptitude and your scholastic potential. Please, focus on it. Don’t look at the others. No cheating. This is an honest assessment. You have three hours to complete it. I recommend you use that time to its fullest.”

I could feel the students’ nervousness.

“Just give it your best,” I said. “That’s all that matters. Now… begin.”

Paper rustled and pencils scratched. They were all so eager to please me. I enjoyed the sight as I moved back to the chair to wait for the results. It would be hours yet, but they had to be supervised. Not that they would cheat or anything. I just felt it was better if I was here.

That was the best thing to do about it.

It was an impressive sound. Hundreds of pencils scratching away. The focus of the students was intense. I could feel their tension thickening the air. I sat, my new wife beside me, my sex slaves ready to attend to me.

Principal Brown quickly had one of her studs eating her pregnant pussy. I was glad I had bred her. I had probably bred a lot of my female students, too. It was a privilege to guide these students. To mentor them. To slide my cock into their fertile twats and fuck them hard.

“Mmm, let me take some of the edge off,” Helen cooed. My wife grabbed my dick and leaned over, her red hair spilling over my crotch.

“Thanks,” I said, sliding my hand through her hair as her lips kissed at the tip of my dick. Then she swallowed it.

“Would you like some more breast milk, Mr. Miller?” Darcy proffered, squeezing her round tits. “From me or my mommy?”

“From you,” I said. As much as I loved nursing from Mrs. Foster’s big boobs, we were back at the high school. It just felt so right as Helen kissed over the crown of my dick.

Her lips slid over my tip, caressing the spongy flesh, and sealed about my shaft. I groaned as she nursed on me. It was incredible having her suckle on me like that. She nursed with passion, her cheeks hollowing as she suckled at me.

I groaned, loving how she bobbed her head. She nursed with such passion on me. I felt her love as she suckled on me. Her tongue danced around my crown. Darcy leaned in, pushing her pink nipple towards my lips again.

I could never get enough of my sex slave’s pink nipples.

I latched on and suckled from her nub. Her breast milk gushed into my mouth. I closed my eyes, nursing on her. The warmth splashed against the back of my throat. I nursed with everything I had on her nipple as Helen loved my cock.

She bobbed her head, working her mouth up and down my dick as I swallowed Darcy’s motherly milk. The creamy delight filled my mouth with a warm, sweet treat. I gulped it down, groaning with how much I enjoyed these two delights.

It was such a wonderful moment to suckle from Darcy’s breast as Helen blew me. I slid my right hand between Darcy’s thighs and cupped her pussy. I rubbed at her folds, sliding through her wet flesh. The cutie gasped out in delight.

“Mr. Miller!” she moaned as I rubbed at her little clit. “Oh, Mr. Miller.”

She slid her fingers through my hair as I rubbed at her hot flesh. I massaged her then thrust a pair of fingers into her snatch. She groaned as I did that. She threw back her head, her passionate moan echoing through the auditorium.

It was an incredible rush to have my wife’s hot mouth nursing on me. Suckling on me. She bobbed her head, her lips sliding up and down me. I groaned, my toes curling with the force of her suction. I squeezed my eyes shut, loving the warmth of her mouth.

I groaned around Darcy’s nipple.

I suckled hard, gulping down her breast milk as Helen loved my dick.

“Oh, Mrs. Miller, you’re making Mr. Miller groan around my nipple,” whimpered Darcy. “You’re going to be drinking his cum. Lucky.”

“Right?” Cassandra moaned. “Ooh, ooh, you’re so lucky, Mistress.”

“So lucky,” purred Mrs. Foster. “Look at our Mistress love our Master. It makes my pussy so wet.”

“Mine, too,” Cassandra whimpered.

I loved this so much. My sex slaves watched as my wife blew me. The creamy, hot milk squirting into my mouth. I gulped it down, the warmth melting down my throat to my belly. It suffused my abdomen, reaching my balls growing tight with the need to cum.

The need to erupt built in me. It grew and grew with her every suckle. Helen nursed on me with such passion. She had such skill at it. I loved it. I groaned, savoring her hot mouth working on me with such force. She brought me closer and closer to erupting.

Closer and closer to flooding her mouth with my cum.

My nuts swelled with the pressure as I nursed from Darcy with passion. I reveled in her breast milk as my wife swirled her tongue around the crown of my dick. I groaned about the schoolgirl nipple in my mouth. I suckled hard, my mouth flooding with that sweet, creamy delight.

Helen suckled hard. She bobbed her head up and down my cock. I rose towards that bursting point. I couldn’t take this much longer. I groaned and ripped my mouth from Darcy’s nipple. I arched my back and grabbed a fistful of my wife’s hair.

“Helen!” I groaned. “Yes!”

I erupted.

My cum fired into my wife’s mouth. I flooded her again and again, firing so much jizz into her. It was an incredible rush to do this. My entire body trembled. I growled through the ecstasy, stars bursting across my vision.

It was incredible. Amazing. I loved every moment of this ecstasy. It was fantastic to pump my cum into my wife’s mouth. To feel her love as she gulped it down. I stared out at the auditorium full of students working so hard on their tests.

“Yes,” I groaned as I fired the last blast of cum into her mouth.

Helen rose and pulled Cassandra to her, kissing the Hispanic maid-slave and sharing my cum with her. I shuddered, watching out at the students. It wasn’t long before my wife had the girl kneeling and eating out her cunt. I had Darcy ride me. Then I fucked Mrs. Foster in the ass while she licked her daughter’s pussy clean. Cassandra sucked my dick clean with such hunger.

The hours passed as the students worked. Then, the first student came up with her test. Darcy darted to collect it, the belt dangling down her front. She took it and ran to a computer off to the side, typing in the girl’s information and feeding in the pages of the multiple-choice test to be graded.

Then a guy showed up. Another. A trickle of students turned into a flood with Darcy putting in the information and Cassandra bringing her more tests. The students who had finished went back to their seats to await the results, the others working.

All the students finished before three hours was up, but the last few just barely. Now here was the exciting part. Figuring which students would become sex slaves. There was so much to do. Numbers had to be crunched.

“Okay,” I said as I sat down at the computer, Principal Brown sitting beside me. The students were all waiting in silence.

Such good students wanting to please me.

“We have 133 girls and 127 boys,” I said, looking at the results. “Let’s sort the girls’ numbers.” I hit a button and they were all arranged with their scores.

“My, my, seven girls scored high enough for honor roll,” said Principal Brown. “Mmm, good for them.”

I smiled. Those girls would be allowed to pursue academic futures. They wouldn’t become wives or sex slaves in high school. Just because I felt most girls should be married and taking care of their families, working part-time jobs like secretaries or teachers, didn’t mean that we should stifle any intelligent girls from contributing to society with new discoveries.

“And nine girls too dumb to be good for anything but being sex slaves,” I said. “So one-hundred-and-thirty-three minus sixteen gives us… one-hundred-and-seventeen girls perfect to be housewives.”

“Such a wonderful system,” Principal Brown said, nodding her approval.

“This is the future,” I said. “So with 117 girls approved to be housewives, we have ten boys who won’t get any brides, so…”

“The ten worst scoring are mine,” Principal Brown said, her hands kneading her breasts through her leather bra. “Wonderful.”

“Enjoy,” I said as I printed off the results. I headed to the podium once more. I reached it and the students who were all talking, quieted down. “Okay, your tests results are collated and I have them right here. So, first off, the following seven girls are honor roll students. You are the best of the best, and you will spend your time here focusing on your scholastic work and preparing for college. The teachers will help you figure out your future field. Maybe you’ll be doctors or scientists or engineers. That choice is yours.”

I read out those seven girls’ names.

“Okay,” I said. “Now, you next nine girls will be going with Mrs. Foster and her assistant, the lovely Cassandra.”

Cassandra slapped her riding crop into her bare hand.

“You will live a life of service as sex slaves,” I said. “You will be trained for the next four years and auctioned off to your new owner on graduation day. You are all so lucky. You won’t ever have to think. Ever have to make decisions. They will be made for you. You just have to serve and please, and I know you’ll all do your best. You won’t let me down.”

A quiver ran through the students as I listed off the nine girls. They all rose one by one and headed to Mrs. Foster. Once she had her charges, she led them off, Cassandra flicking their rumps with her riding crop. It was a beautiful day.

“Now, boys, you’re not exempt. Ten of you didn’t score well enough to continue academically. But that’s okay, Principal Brown is going to train you to be slaves, too. You’ll be pleasing her, fucking her, and learning to control yourselves. You’ll be working out. Getting strong. Powerful. You’ll have a future doing the hard work that keeps America going strong. Be proud.” I grinned as I named them off.

They rose, big smiles on their lips. There were some beefy guys in there, some future athletes, but not all of them were so brawny. A skinny, short kid, too. But Principal Brown knew her stuff. She would have him transformed into one of her beefcakes in no time.

“Okay,” I said, grinning out at the others. “Now then, girls, you’re about to meet the man of your dreams. The guy that you’re going to marry. Your job from now on is to love and support your new boyfriend through school. Help him get good grades so he can get a great job to support you and your family. You’ll love him, be affectionate with him. In fact, tonight, you’ll take him to your house, introduce him to your parents, and take him to your bed to do whatever naughty things you two want.”

A giggle ran through the girls.

“And boys, you’re going to pick your future wives,” I said. “Whichever girl you choose, you’ll love her. You’ll be a good husband to her. A good father to your children. You’ll work hard, excel, and get a good job. Now… we’ll go in order of test results to pick your girl. When I call your name, choose a girl, kiss her, and you two will be in love. So starting with the best, we have…”

I named off ten names. The boys rose, most with glasses. They were the sort of guys that never had a chance with the hot girls, but now they were making a beeline for the sexiest girls they could find, and kissing them.

Just like that, true love was born. It was so easy. Letting people have free will was the biggest mistake ever. Plato wrote about it in his book on Utopia: to have a utopia, you couldn’t have free will. Not even with the wisest of rulers.

But this system I was setting up, if I could get it to work around the world, would do it. They would all follow the teachings of the Best Teacher. No one would ever contradict it. I would bring about peace and stability. Happy families. The men who really succeeded would buy sex slaves for their families. Women would be housewives, teachers, nurses, and secretaries save those lucky few.

It was perfection.

I named off the boys in groups of ten, giving them a minute or so to grab the girls. They were getting harder to find as more and more were claimed, but there was a girl in here for every boy. That was the beauty of the system.

Sadly, some guys would lose their wives, and some girls their husbands, but that was life. I’d figure out something for them. Pair them up with other widows and widowers, maybe. Maybe they’d buy sex slaves. Who knew.

It was all so simple.

Sexuality didn’t matter when you loved someone.

More and more young couples were kissing, hugging, holding each other. It was such a beautiful thing as I called out the last seven boys to grab their girls. They found the last ones, hugging and kissing them.

“Good, good,” I said. “Now, girls, just remember, any teacher, male or female, can fuck you when they want. This isn’t cheating on your boyfriend. Boys, don’t get jealous if a teacher fucks your girl before you. That’s just a perk of being a teacher. And boys, the female teachers can ride your cocks if they want. And the school nurse is available for any boy to nurse from and fuck. But… girls, let’s get to blowing your new guys.”

One-hundred-and-seventeen girls all dropped to their knees and started blowing their boyfriends. I smiled as I stared out at my work, my dick so hard. Already, my wife was donning her strap-on to get out there and have some fun.

I walked down the stairs and spotted a redhead bobbing her head up and down her boyfriend’s cock. She was cute, her skirt so short it had ridden up to reveal her lack of panties. She had a bright bush dripping with her juices.

“Hi,” I said, coming up to the guy. He had glasses on. “I’m Mr. Miller. You are…?”

“Nate,” he groaned, this big smile on his lips. “Oh, wow, I didn’t know that a blowjob was this good, Mr. Miller.”

“What’s your girlfriend’s name?” I asked, dropping to my knees.

“Um, it’s Julie,” he said, not sounding too sure. Well, they had just met and fallen in love. “Yeah, Julie. Isn’t that a beautiful name? Julie. And her red hair. She’s so gorgeous. I’m so lucky.”

“Yes, you are,” I said, pushing my cock into her silky bush. Her curls caressed the tip of my dick. “You get to raise my kid. I’m breeding your girlfriend right now. It’s an honor to raise one of my children. You’re thrilled.”

“I’ll be such a great father, Mr. Miller,” he said, his girlfriend sucking hard on his dick. “I promise.”

“Of course, you will,” I said as I found the folds of his girlfriend’s pussy. I pushed against her slit. Her labia part to reveal a hymen. A fourteen-year-old virgin. A huge grin split my lips.

I thrust hard against Julie’s hymen. She moaned around her boyfriend’s dick as her maidenhead stretched and stretched. I gripped her hips, loving the feel of her skirt’s cool fabric on my palms. I pushed harder. She squealed as her cherry popped.

I buried into her tight, underage cunt. I reveled in her hot twat devouring my dick. A big smile spread on my lips as I enjoyed that deflowered snatch surrounding my cock. I sank to the hilt in her, my nuts resting against her bush.

She squeezed her cunt around my cock, moaning around her boyfriend’s cock. He groaned, a big smile on his lips. I was thrilled that he was enjoying his new girlfriend. I drew back my cock, her fertile pussy gripping my cock.

I rammed back into her. I fucked into Julie’s pussy. I buried into her hard and fast. I loved how she moaned around her boyfriend’s dick. She suckled hard on him, loving him as I fucked her cunt with hard strokes. My big cock plowed to the hilt in her snatch.

“Yes,” I groaned. “Damn, your girlfriend has a great pussy!”

“That’s great,” gasped Nate. “I’ll get to fuck her?”

“Of course,” I said. “She’s your girlfriend. “She’ll let you do anything to her in bed. Right, Julie?”

She moaned her enthusiastic yes around his dick.

“Wow,” the nerdy guy said, this look of awe on his face. “Even anal.”

“Even ass to mouth after the anal,” I said, winking at him as I buried over and over into Julie’s tight, young snatch.

I loved burying into underage cunt. It was a thrill to plow into that young snatch. I loved it. I buried deep and hard into her twat. I fucked her with such passion. It was an incredible thrill to plow into her twat again and again.

Her pussy clenched down hard on my dick. She held me tight. She massaged me with that hot twat. I loved it. I fucked her with force. I plowed to the hilt in her cunt again and again. She squeezed her snatch down on me. She held me tight as I fucked her hard.

I loved it. Every thrust into her snatch was an amazing rush. Her cunt gripped my dick. She massaged me as she suckled hard on her boyfriend’s dick. He groaned, his face twisting with delight. His glasses slipped on his nose.

“Julie! Julie!” he groaned. “Oh, my god, yes!”

He shuddered as he erupted, flooding his girlfriend’s mouth with his cum. She gulped it down, her cunt clenching down on my cock. I loved the sounds she made as I drilled into her snatch. I fucked her hard and fast.

I pounded her. I fucked her to the hilt in her cunt again and again. I loved her twat squeezing around my dick. I reveled in that thrill as I pounded her with everything that I had. She quivered, squeezing down hard on me.

“Wow,” he panted as he fired the last of his cum into her mouth. “Julie, that was amazing.”

She slid her mouth off his cock and gasped, “Nate! Oh, Nate, I love you so much! Oh, yes, yes, Mr. Miller’s fucking my pussy so hard! I can’t wait for you to fuck me, too!”

“He’ll fuck your pregnant pussy,” I groaned. “Massage your belly as it grows rounder with my baby. Just enjoy your body!”

“Enjoy me, Nate!” the girl gasped, her hot cunt gripping me. “Oh, and breed me, Mr. Miller! The best teacher is fucking me, Nate!”

“He is,” Nate said with awe. “I love you, Julie.”

“I love you, Nate!” she gasped as I buried into her juicy snatch. She squeezed about me. “I love you so much! I’ll be such an amazing wife for you!”

What a beautiful thing to hear.

I slammed my cock hard into her, my nuts swelling with the pressure of my jizz. It was an amazing feeling. Her underage snatch massaged me as she gasped and moaned, her head tossing. Red hair danced over her boyfriend’s lap.

He watched me fuck his girlfriend. I came closer and closer to seeding her womb. The ache at the tip of my dick swelled towards that bursting point. I reveled in that need to cum in her. To just spurt all my jizz I could into her snatch.

I slammed deep and hard into her cunt. I fucked her with everything that I had. I buried to the hilt in her twat again and again. She moaned, her hot cunt gripping my dick. I loved this so much. Fucking schoolgirl pussy was the best.

Every high school teacher deserved this delight.

“Mr. Miller!” the girl squealed. Her pussy went wild around my dick. “Oh, Mr. Miller, yes!”

Her pussy writhed around me. I loved the feel of her orgasm sweeping through her as I fucked away at her snatch. I pounded her hard, the pressure building and building in my nuts. I hurtled towards that amazing moment of rapture.

I slammed to the hilt in her writhing snatch, savoring her hot cunt around me. The pressure in my nuts hit that boiling point. I erupted into her fertile pussy. My seed pumped into her spasming twat. Pleasure slammed through me.

“Yes!” I growled as I bred my first schoolgirl of the year.

I threw back my head, growling out my pleasure. I spurted my cum over and over into her snatch. Her hot twat rippled around me, suckling at me. I loved the way her flesh milked me. It was an incredible rush to spurt my cum into her.
“Shit!”
I shuddered, flooding her with spunk. I fired it over and over again, reveling in that hot delight surging through me. I groaned with pleasure, my cock spurting over and over again into her snatch. She whimpered around me.

“Mr. Miller!” she gasped. “Oh, Nate, honey! He’s flooding me!”

“Good,” her boyfriend moaned as I fired the last of my cum into her pussy.

I knew I had bred her. I was never wrong. It was such a thrill. I panted, enjoying her pussy around me as she leaned up and kissed her boyfriend on the lips. I grinned and pulled out of her, savoring this passion.

Things were getting wilder. Blowjobs had turned into other fun. Some of the guys were going down on their girlfriends. Others were fucking them. Or being ridden by them. One Black girl nearby was straddling her White boyfriend.

I smiled, heading in her direction, my cock lubed for her asshole.

I spotted my wife pounding an Asian girl who knelt on all fours, her boyfriend watching and stroking his dick. Two male teachers had a blonde girl sandwiched between them as they fucked her pussy and asshole. The auditorium filled with gasps and moans.

A teenage orgy raged around me. I loved being an educator.

“Hi,” I said as the Black girl sank her twat down her boyfriend’s dick. “I’m Mr. Miller, and I am going to fuck your girlfriend’s asshole hard.”

“Oh, wow,” the guy said, his pale hands grabbing her ebony butt-cheeks. “Sure, sure, Mr. Miller. I’m Carl.”

“Marjorie,” the girl purred, glancing behind her. “I’ve never done anal before.”

“But you’ve been fucked before?” I asked.

She shrugged. “Just once. I didn’t like it that much, but with Carl… Mmm, I always wanted to marry a White boy.”

“Black girls are so hot,” groaned Carl. He clearly had jungle fever. “She’s the hottest girl here. I had to pick her.”

“Oh, hottest!” groaned Marjorie. “Mmm, you’re going to get it night and day, boo.”

She kissed her boyfriend as I pressed my pussy-lubed cock into her butt-crack. I slid down her crack and found her virgin asshole. Grinning, I drilled against her backdoor, eager to fuck her hard. She moaned as I did that.

I loved the way her anal ring widened and widened. She groaned, squirming there as I pushed against her harder and harder. She gasped, her head tossing from side to side. She quivered. I loved the way she groaned as her asshole swallowed my cock.

“Fuck!” she gasped. “Mr. Miller!”

I groaned as I sank into her asshole. I loved the way her bowels devoured my cock. It was such an incredible delight to treasure. I savored it as I pushed harder and harder on her backdoor. She groaned, squirming as I sank to the hilt in her bowels.

“Now ride your boyfriend,” I groaned, stroking her sides. She had lost her blouse, her round breasts filling my hands.

“Yes, Mr. Miller,” she moaned, her asshole gripping my dick. “Oh, yes, yes, that’s so good, Carl. Ooh, you got a nice cock. But Mr. Miller… You’re hung.”

“I know,” I groaned, squeezing her tits as she slid up her boyfriend’s shaft. Her asshole shifted around my cock. I drew back my dick.

She groaned. I moaned. Her tight asshole massaged my cock. I loved the grip of her anal ring as I thrust back into her snatch. I fucked into her with such force. She groaned as I did that. My balls slapped into her taint.

It was a wonderful thrill to bury into her anal sheath. I fucked into her bowels with hard thrusts. Powerful plunges. I buggered the Black girl, my nuts slapping into her taint. She gasped, her flesh squeezing down on me.

“Mr. Miller!” she gasped as she rode her boyfriend’s dick. “Oh, my god, that big cock. Oh, boo, he’s got such a big dick in my asshole. It’s making your cock feel so good in my pussy. I’m going to cum so hard on your cock, boo.”

“Marjorie!” Carl gasped. “Oh, god, I want that. I want you to just cum so hard on me!”

“You will,” I groaned, slamming hard into her asshole. I buried into her anal sheath again and again. I loved the feel of her tight bowels around me. “You’ll cum so fucking hard, then we’ll flood your holes! Give you all that jizz!”

“Yes!” the girl gasped, her head tossing.

I hammered the Black girl’s tight, young ass. I savored fucking the schoolgirl. I buried into her over and over again. She held me tight, squeezing about me as I fucked her with such force. I plowed to the hilt in her again and again.

Her moans mixed with the other girls gasping and whimpering around us. A hundred-and-seventeen schoolgirls were being fucked so hard right now. Their squeals filled the auditorium as their boyfriends and teachers fucked them.

I squeezed Marjorie’s tits, my orgasm swelling in my nuts. That need to cum built and built as I slammed to the hilt in her anal sheath. I buried deep and hard. I fucked her with such passion. I plowed deep and hard and fast into her anal sheath.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she gasped. “Oh, my god, that’s so good. I love it. I love that so much. Ooh, yes, yes, yes!”

A big smile spread on my lips. I loved fucking her bowels like this. I loved hammering her backdoor. It was an incredible rush to bury into her again and again. I plowed deep and hard. I slammed to the hilt in her asshole.

She massaged my cock with that tight asshole. I loved every moment of burying into her. I savored every second of fucking her tight bowels. It was an incredible rush to plow to the hilt in her anal sheath. She gripped me with that wonderful flesh.

I pounded her. Fucked her. Loved her. She rode her boyfriend’s cock as I buggered her ass. The Black girl moaned her delight. It was so hot to hear as I pounded her bowels with force. I plowed into her again and again. I reveled in this passion.

“Mr. Miller!” she moaned. “Oh, my fucking god! That’s it. Ram that big dick into my asshole! Oh, Carl! His cock is so huge!”

“That’s why he’s the best teacher,” Carl groaned. “Oh, Marjorie! That pussy! I love your pussy! I love having you as my girl!”

“Damn straight you do, boo!” she gasped. “Oh, yes, yes, I’m going to cum! I’m going to cum so hard!”

“Good,” I growled as I buried to the hilt in her asshole. It was an incredible delight to fuck her tight bowels and plow over and over into her.

“Mr. Miller!” she moaned and bucked. Her asshole went wild around my dick.

I loved the way her bowels suckled at me. That was such an incredible delight to feel. Her anal sheath writhed around my dick. I groaned, my head throwing back as she nursed on my cock with that hot flesh. I groaned, my nuts tightening.

“Fuck!” Carl gasped. “Marjorie, I love you!”

“Oh, boo!” she moaned as he groaned, clearly cumming in her pussy. “Yes, yes, flood me!”

I groaned and erupted into her writhing asshole. We were both flooding the girl’s holes. I groaned, reveling in the pleasure surging through me. I emptied my nuts into her asshole. I loved every second of flooding her.

It was a rush. I delight to pump her anal sheath full of my cum. The pleasure surged through me. I grunted with each eruption into her bowels. I pumped my cum into her hot flesh. She writhed around me. I loved every second of it.

“Shit,” I groaned, pumping more and more of my cum into her anal sheath. “Goddamn, that’s good.”

“It is,” she moaned, her asshole milking my dick.

I fired the last of my cum into her bowels. I savored that heat surging through me. A big smile spread on my lips. It was such a rush to enjoy this pleasure. I loved every second of it, savoring the ecstasy buzzing through my veins.

I pulled out of her asshole as she kissed her boyfriend. I turned around, so many girls to choose from. I panted, my dick twitching. I needed to clean my dick off. I needed a hot, young thing’s mouth wrapped around my cock.

“Mmm, there he is,” purred a familiar voice. “That’s my husband, the world’s best teacher, and he wants you to suck his dick clean of that girl’s asshole. As Mr. Miller teaches, a good girl sucks her man’s or her teacher’s dick clean. And he’s everyone’s teacher.”

“Wow,” a girl said in awe.

“Now, Fred, just you watch,” Helen continued as I turned around. She had her strap-on thrusting from her dripping in juices, her round tits jiggling, her arm around the shoulder of a blonde cutie wearing a transparent blouse that showed off her small titties and pink nipples. “Just watch as we enjoy your girlfriend. Be ready to fuck her hard after we’re done.”

“Yes, Mrs. Miller,” Fred said.

“And you, Annabelle, just fall to your knees and suck his dick clean while I fuck your cute pussy. I see your boyfriend left you nice and lubed with his cum.”

“Yes, Mrs. Miller,” Annabelle purred and dropped to her knees before me. “I’ll clean you up real good, Mr. Miller. I’m such a good girl. I’ll be a perfect wife.”

“Yes, you will,” I said, smiling at her.

She opened her mouth wide and suckled my dirty dick past her lips. I groaned as she did that. Pleasure shot down my cock. I groaned at how wonderful it was to feel her suckling on me. I savored that delight, this wicked heat surging through me.

She suckled on me as my wife pressed her dildo into the girl’s snatch. The naughty schoolgirl swirled her tongue around my dirty dick, her boyfriend watching. Helen winked a green eye at me, her glasses perched on her nose. Then she thrust into the girl.

Annabelle squealed around my dirty dick.

“Mmm, that’s it,” my wife cooed. “Ooh, you’re such a good schoolgirl. Suck the best teacher’s dick clean as I fuck you hard.”

“She’s the second-best teacher there is,” I groaned. “That’s why I married her. So enjoy, Annabelle. Cum hard on her dildo.”

“Oh, that’s so sweet,” my wife cooed, her eyes brimming with love.

I winked at her as the naughty cutie suckled on my dick. She nursed on me with passion. I loved how she suckled with such hunger. She nursed with all that she had. I groaned, savoring the way she bobbed her head. The suction was incredible.

My hands balled into fists as I loved this pressure. I savored the way the naughty girl worked her mouth up and down my cock. She swirled her tongue around my dick, sending pleasure rushing through me. My head threw back.

“Fuck,” I groaned, loving what this naughty girl did to me. “That’s just delicious. Ooh, you are driving me wild.”

She winked at me as my wife fucked her hard.

“Suck that dick clean,” I panted, Annabelle suckling with passion.

“Yes, yes, yes,” gasped my wife, her round tits heaving and glasses shifting on her nose. “Suck my husband’s cock clean. Buff him!”

The girl did. Her tongue swept around my dick as she suckled on me. She rocked between us, her butt-cheeks rippling from Helen’s hard strokes. My wife drove her dildo deep into the girl’s snatch, making Annabelle moan around my dick.

I loved the humming delight. It swept such pleasure around my cock. My nuts drank in the pressure. My orgasm built and built in me. I loved it. A big smile spread on my lips. I hurtled closer and closer to cumming.

Closer and closer to bursting. I loved the schoolgirl’s hot mouth suckling on my dirty dick. She polished me clean as the pressure swelled in my nuts. I trembled, rising towards such a big burst of bliss.

“Yes!” I groaned as the naughty girl suckled hard on me.

“Ooh, you naughty slut!” gasped my wife. “Just make him cum!”

“She’s getting close,” I said, staring down at the girl’s blue eyes. “You’re going to get so much jizz flooding your mouth.”

Annabelle squealed around my dick, her eyes squeezing shut. My wife buried her dildo into the girl’s pussy, her round tits jiggling. My wife threw back her head and moaned loudly. Both of them were cumming together.

“Damn,” I groaned as the girl’s moans hummed around my dick. “Shit, that’s it!”

I erupted.

I fired my cum into the girl’s mouth.

Spurt after spurt of my jizz flooding Annabelle’s mouth as the pleasure rushed through me. It was an incredible delight to have all the pleasure surging through me. A big smile spread on my lips as she gulped down my cum.

Her boyfriend watched as I pumped Annabelle’s mouth full of my jizz. She moaned as she gulped it down, her body shuddering. My wife groaned, too. She shuddered through her own orgasm, a radiant smile on her lips.

“Yes, yes, yes,” gasped Helen. “Oh, Annabelle. Oh, you are such a good student. Isn’t she, Jack?”

“So good,” I breathed, smiling at the woman I loved. Well, one of them. “Great choice.”

She beamed at me. I leaned over, spurting cum into Annabelle’s mouth, and kissed my wife. It was so hot, our tongues dancing together. I shuddered, loving Helen as I erupted a final time. Annabelle moaned around my dick and swallowed down my cum.

What a great start to the school year.

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Over the course of the school year, I was busy.

It was time to expand my program to the other schools. First the other high schools in my district, then across my state. It was a lot of work showing up at a new school. It meant meeting with the staff, figuring out who would train the sex slaves, then administrating the test.

I had Darcy and Helen with me to help me run things smoothly. Every school went through its changes, the girls and guys were sifted, paired up, and were driven to excel. I expected great things from all the schools that I visited.

But even doing it this way, it was impossible. There were too many schools.

Midway through the year, I would give lectures on my method to school administrators. In a day, I would teach my method to a hundred schools, letting them spread my ideas across America. By the end of the year, I was testifying before Congress.

I had unanimous support for my education bill.

During that time, Cassandra gave birth to Raquel and Principal Brown had a daughter named Lacey who she planned to raise to be a femdom just like her.

Other countries wanted my methods, too. It was hard to teach when I was flying around the world to give lectures. Everywhere had different ways of organizing things. My methods had to be tweaked, but they were popular. The world was changing little by little.

Sex slave auctions raised money for poor schools to buy their girls’ slutty outfits or to fund better facilities for poor countries in Africa, Asia, and South America. Things were changing for the better everywhere I went.

All that travel did have its perks. So much schoolgirl pussy to fuck. I must have left a thousand wombs bred across the globe. Before I knew it, five years had passed. The world was changing fast, and Helen surprised me with a baby.

My family was growing and the students I had mentored were heading out into the world, bringing a wave of changes that would only grow and grow as the older generations were supplanted by the new ones I shaped.

I couldn’t be happier with the work I did as the Best Teacher. I was given this power, and I would make the world into a utopia. One day, we wouldn’t even need governments. Borders. We would just be a species working together in harmony.

When my daughters came of age, they would be entering a new world.

I couldn’t wait for the day that my oldest, the Foster girls, were fourteen.

To be continued…

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