“Chance, I’m going to need to see you after class” Mrs. Rodriguez called from her desk. Shit, nothing was going well for me today, was it? Fred ...whispered to me “Bro, try to sneak in some head after she tells you off.” “Fuck off,” I said, trying not to laugh at his joke.I started drifting off again. This time, I imagined Mrs. Rodriguez’s lips wrapped around my cock. She was moaning loudly as she sucked me off. As she was sucking my dick, I reached down and ripped open her blouse and tore off her. She couldn't prevent me ever again. They weren't hers to control any longer. They were mine and subject to the urges of my cock and balls.The cops grinned and leered as I fondled each tit. Nina sputtered and protested but we were all unheeding. "These are first class tits in good condition", I said. One of the cops said, "You've got that right. "Try them out", I said. "Gee thanks, mister." The cops started pawing her and Nina protested even louder as she turned red with humiliation."Let me. And he was behind me, obviously fucking me. This wasn’t ambiguous. What had he done? There must have been a secret camera on that dresser opposite the bed. He then messaged me again: “there is a video that goes with these images. we have a problem it seems. but I am sure we can work kit out”This would be the beginning of his exploitation of me.I agreed to meet him again. I was already prepared in my head to let him fuck me once more. I had managed to get through the last time, in reflection,. Back to dinner. We went out for dinner and sat across from each other in a booth. Mid-way through the dinner, I looked down under the table and noticed her boots. I think some women call them the “come fuck me” boots. Very sexy. Did I dare? I hesitated, but not for long. I reached down and grabbed one of her feet, by the boot, and stretched it up toward me.“What are you doing?” she asked.“Trust me...let me just have your foot for a second.”“What for?”“I want to see something...I remembered what.