My name is Janie and I'm 17 years old. I met Igor at school. He was ours...

[Anonymous]

My name is Janie and I’m 17 years old. I met Igor at school. He was our school psychologist. He was 24 years old and had recently graduated from university. He said that he was an excellent student, while I had difficulty attending classes. My mother died when I was 6 years old. She had an accident. My father remarried my stepmother. She didn’t really like me. At first everything went well for them, but then endless scandals began, my father began to drink too much. And my stepmother dreamed that she would get our apartment, so if I disappeared one day, or was found murdered and raped, it would be to her benefit. In general, we had a hard time making ends meet. To be honest, I lost my virginity as soon as I turned 13 years old. A high school student asked me out on a date; he said that he had a cake and a bunch of goodies at his house. And I went, at that time I was very hungry. Then he drugged me, apparently slipped me something, so in the morning I woke up in his bed with blood on the blanket. At first I didn’t even understand what happened. And when I saw the blood, I was very scared. He told me that he would take care of me and help me. In return, he asked for a blowjob. When I took his penis into my mouth for the first time, it was terrible. It was disgusting and stank. Then he slapped me in the face and asked me to suck it faster. So I learned how to give a first-class blowjob. So good that she could earn her own living. I won’t lie, I was popular. All I had to do was twist it during a big break, take it deeper into my mouth and now his sperm pours onto me. My classmates came very quickly, I almost deprived many of their virginity, and my pitiful appearance, and sad stories about how I had nothing to eat and was ready for anything excited them even more. It even seemed to me that they liked to feel power over me.
In general, gossip at school spread very quickly. So quickly that it reached the director. They couldn’t transfer me to another school because... this school was already the most backward, so I had to go to Igor Olegovich. They did not find direct evidence that I was a prostitute, and while I was under 18, it was unlikely that they could do anything.
Igor Olegovich was good-looking. Surprisingly, but still as old to me as death itself. He had rough glasses, an elongated neck, long legs. And the same jeans with a T-shirt. It was very cozy in his office, just like in any psychologist’s office. He offered me some coffee and I began to eat, smacking my lips. I don’t know what he needed from me. But he was clearly embarrassed when I wore a short skirt with stockings underneath. And every time I impudently looked at things from above, I awkwardly sat down, my stockings kept coming out from under my skirt. For me, Igor Olegovich is a free client who wants to fuck with me just like that.
- Today was such a hard day, I don’t even know what to do, again I got a “2” for not doing my homework English,” I took off my shoes and wrapped my arms around my knees while sitting on a chair so that my panties became visible. “I don’t even know what to do.” I don’t even have money for pens and notebooks. I spend all my free time with you. And they don’t pay me money for this. Sometimes I want to eat anything other than your sucking sweets - since I considered all our conversations with him about the “purity” of our souls to be meaningless, so I decided that if he just fucks with me. I will be able to get rid of him and calmly go about my business, and for one thing I will get a good reference. I took the candy into my mouth so that my white teeth could be seen and began to suck it as deliciously as possible.
- Janie, please sit down correctly. I want you to trust me. I don’t see you as a sexual object. You are my job. And with this, I earn food for myself,” he straightened his throat and fiddled with his watch.
- Well, as you say, Igor Olegovich, - every time I said his name, I tried to inhale as languidly as possible, and turn his head so that he could see my neck and collarbones - You understand that nothing good will come of me anyway, right? You must understand that I have a difficult life situation, Igor Olegovich. I won’t tell anyone if you fuck me,” apparently he was terribly irritated by my words. So much so that he started yelling at me. It was creepy, I will never forget it. Eventually I started crying. And apparently that’s what he needed.
- Don’t you dare do that. Do you know what I can do with you? What about social services? Do you want to go to an orphanage or a mental hospital? No. So you must listen to me. And do everything as I say,” He stood up very abruptly from his chair, approached me and grabbed me by the neck. Then he began to fiddle with my hair and turned me to face him, “Look into my eyes.” Now ask for my dick. Say that I am the first and only man in the world. And you will never refuse me. If I find out that you are sucking your little classmates again for money, I will fuck you in your little ass. And I’ll tell the police that you were raped by your own father and you will never see his drunken face, do you understand me? Bitch? - I’ve never been so scared in my life. Our first meetings with him were so calm and peaceful. He always told everything correctly and practically ignored all my attacks. And then it was as if something had happened to him. Through tears, I unbuckled his belt and his fly. Having lowered the panties below, an elastic, erect penis appeared. I exposed the head and began to suck. The strangest thing is that he didn’t finish for a long time, I tried to take him deeper and suck faster. But this was not enough for him. He slapped me on the cheeks, insulted me and repeated: “Are you getting paid for this blowjob, school slut? Yes? Yes, you don’t know how to suck. Go deeper. Our therapy sessions won’t end until I finish. Remember this. Only when I finish will you finish. Now nod. What a clever girl... - then he demanded that I swallow everything. It was the longest blowjob of my life. I started crying, snot, drool, my makeup, everything was mixed up. He demanded to take off my hoodie and bra. He swore terribly that I came in underwear. The next time he demanded that I come without a bra and panties.
My workdays turned into schooldays with Igor Olegovich. He always had it. He constantly wanted. I wanted everything at once in sophisticated forms. Moreover, he did not treat me for prostitution; his plans included maintaining my image. At a meeting with teachers, he told me how depraved and irresponsible a girl I am and how much time he spends with me. And that more sessions are needed. My life at school turned into a real nightmare, he demanded to give. Suck take. It even began to seem to me that I was receiving grades not for teaching, but for meeting his needs. My easy independence quickly gave way to complete sexual slavery.
It got to the point that he dragged me to his home and punished me there. He called it “preparing for the exam.” If I did my homework poorly or got a bad grade, he punished me. He definitely had to come up with something in a sophisticated way. So much so that I wanted to cry. Over time, I began to understand that sex, be it oral or anal, is the most pleasant thing that I will get from it.
And over time, I began to understand that I get terribly excited when he forces me to have sex with him. “Soon you will know what an orgasm is...” Igor Olegovich grabbed me by the hair and sharply bent me onto the kitchen table. “Now let’s continue what I taught you..”
- I really want you, Igor Olegovich, to rape me and fuck me in the ass. You are the only and best man in the world. I won’t cheat anymore... I’m also very hungry, I have absolutely nothing to eat at home... - my words at the end turned into despair and I tried to relax. Today I was ready for this. He ran his hands over my back and waist. He began to feel his buttocks, spread them, squeezed them and released them again. With one hand he squeezed my neck and with the other his penis carefully and slowly entered my ass. He moved smoothly, slowly, calmly. I began to feel his balls between my legs. He began to moan and say how good it felt. I tried to move away from him with my hand..
- What are you doing Janie? Are you not listening to your psychologist? I’ve done a lot for you Janie. It’s better to fuck me than to suck me for a hundred rubles behind the school garages, right Janie? You’ll feel good soon. In the meantime, I will fold your hands and don’t even think about running away from me, Janie. Now tell me you like everything. Come on,” Igor Olegovich ran his fingertips along my shoulder blades and back. Over the shoulders. I suddenly felt inexplicably good. It was as if everything inside me was on fire. I felt so pleased that he was moaning, he was getting excited, and he wanted me terribly. I suddenly began to understand how sexy his voice and gentle hands are. I remembered his face when he moans, sitting on a chair from a blowjob. How pink his cute face and cheeks turn. I felt so good and ashamed at the same time that I was excited by his rudeness and light violence. He probably feels terribly good now when he fucks me...
- Damn Janie, you’re wet. I got wet like a bitch. Do you like it, yes, do you like it when I rape you? Look, what is this slime? Mm? - He ran his fingers between my labia and brought them to my mouth, - Now lick it off. anonymously

[Sibiryak89]

Written professionally, thank you, I liked it.

[Dmitrius]

Good story

[Sexodrome]

Is this a made up story? Wanker fantasy?