Pantyhose Teacher: A young Teacher in Trouble!

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Erin sat next to Marie on the bed, and Amanda brought Marie's desk chair over and sat on it, crossing her legs. Amanda was still in her school uniform, except for her shoes. She was wearing the required white shirt, blue blazer, blue pleated skirt, and navy blue tights. Okay, both of you, calm down," Marie said, blushing and sighing nervously. "It looks like Erin and I both need to explain what's going on. Do you want me to start, or do you want to go first, Erin?"

He’d get in too much trouble, I reasoned. I’m going to have to be the one to do something. So I put my mind into creating the perfect plan: I’d just have to present him with an opportunity he couldn’t say no to. So that essentially sums up my relationship with Jessie, and through all that she had never made me serve anyone else. Until now. Erin did, and Marie put the leg of the tights over both of her hands and pulled it up. Erin was now wearing three pairs of tights - one on her legs as usual, one over her arms and chest like a shirt, and a split pair that now held her arms together and her legs together. You did this? Why?" Erin asked, but was interrupted by the sound of a high-pitched scream coming from the doorway. Erin and Marie each realized, to their great mortification, that their "eccentricities" had just been discovered by their little sister. Was it possible to die of embarrassment? Kneel, boy” she said as all the senior girls’ eyes watched me sink down to my knees in front of them.I was going to wear these one more time before putting them in my 'gag and blindfold pile'. They're getting pretty old. But I just thought of a use for them," Marie said as she started to cut the legs off of the pair of tights. When he was close enough that I could touch him, I grabbed his tie and pulled his body into mine. I could feel he was already hard as he pressed against the loose fabric separating us. The situation excited him as much as it excited me. “You’ve always been my favorite student, Adrienne, but I could get in a lot of trouble for being here right now.”

Ms. Kohlman, ma’am, I love serving your beautiful feet. I love being your slave boy and I love our arrangement.” The last one was true, the others not as much. I did love that all I had to do (so far) was give this attractive woman foot massages to get A’s in all my classes. But her feet were actually really smelly and hands and knees were always really tired when she told me to leave every day, so the serving part was not that great. But I said it all, hoping this was satisfactory.Dammit, Alex. If I want to rest my tired feet on your face, you will let me do it. I practically own you! You’re my slave remember? Now stop effing resisting and act like the slave you are!” the cropped version is here. Close up and emphasis on shoes, toes, etc. This is my famous vintage crinoline, it's so scratchy. Oh, Marie didn't mean her arms - she was now securing her legs. Erin had assumed that having both of her legs crammed into one leg of tights was enough to keep her from walking, but now Marie was kneeling at her sister's feet binding duct tape around her ankles.

Amanda's eyes were wide, taking all of this in. "No," she said, shaking her head. "But do you think you may have gone too far?" Our little sis is very wise," Marie said. "Anyway, thanks, it's good to know I'm not totally insane. But I'm really curious about your outfit, Spider-Man," Marie said, looking at Erin. The key is on my desk," Marie answered. "When I'm ready to free myself, I hop over there and get the key. But if you want to move things along faster, please get the key for me. As for where I got the handcuffs, there's a certain thing called the internet. Duh!"Now I’ve got to go up to her office and talk her into forgiving me somehow...maybe I should bribe her with somethi-” Ladies, remember I was telling you there was this freshman who serves my feet? Well here he is. Let’s have some fun.” What a lie. I did like Ms. Kohlman’s feet, yes. But I never begged anything! Not voluntarily anyway. But I knew better than to complain.