She Beat Up the Teacher by Ibfeysaat
by ibfeysaat18@gmail.com



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Today in school Kylie Jemmer beat up and humiliated the substitute teacher in
front of our class. It was the best day ever! Not for Mr Wilson though.

Kylie is a spoiled brat. Her daddy is the richest man in town. She gets away
with everything. She's a sexy wiry tomboy who has always loved beating up the
boys. In fact she beat me up in 7th grade. It was in gym class and after she
beat me up she made me kiss her ass and her you know what through her gym
suit. It was very humiliating but I wasn't the only one. She has beaten up and
humiliated half the boys in school at one time or another. It's a lot more fun
watching her beat up another boy than being the one getting humiliated. We're
friends now.

Kylie is a tease and an exhibitionist. She really gets off on teasing boys and
men. Boys like to look up girls dresses and Kylie likes the boys trying to
look up hers. She is also infamous for her "beaver flashes" as she calls them.
I was lucky enough to have received one in 8th grade. It was gym class and I
was late coming out of the locker room as was she. We were alone in the hall
and she looked at me and asked if I wanted a beaver flash. I didn't even know
what she was talking about. So she smiled and grabbed her shorts and yelled
"beaver flash" and lowered her pants to her thighs for about a second. All I
could see was a thatch of dark hair but no beaver. It was the most exciting
thing I had ever seen.

Today we had a substitute teacher named Mr. Wilson for the last class of the
day, English, the most boring class, except today. He is a tall lanky man in
his 30s. Kylie has long dark in a ponytail. But her best feature is her long
legs. Like a young fawn. Her sexy outfit magnified her femininity. Kylie and
the other cheerleaders were wearing their cheerleading outfits before the big
Friday night game. Kylie sat in the front row and must have been teasing him
with her short skirt. Mr. Wilson sat at his desk instead of standing in front
of the class. I think she was giving him a boner.

Mr. Wilson's eyes kept flashing back to the garden of delight trying to peak
out from under Kylie's skirt. She innocently or not so innocently kept
offering him a hint of a view that a grown man should abstain from admiring
from a schoolgirl. Even if that schoolgirl is a cheerleader and beauty like
Kylie. He kept stuttering and losing his train of thought. He was distracted.

About 10 minutes into class Kylie sprung into action. "Mr. Wilson are you
trying to look up my skirt?" He replied that he wouldn't dignify her question
with an answer. So she stood up and walked up to his desk. Standing right in
front of him she repeated her question while simultaneously lifting her
cheerleader skirt for just an instant. She gave the teacher a beaver shot.

Young lady, you're not wearing any underwear.

How do you know? Unless you are trying to sneak a peak up my skirt.

I didn't mean to look.

Yes you did. Here, is this what you were trying to see? And then Kylie lifted
up the front of her skirt again and held it there for about 10 seconds.
Unfortunately, we were behind her and couldn't see anything. But oh, I could
only imagine. She just stood there smiling as Mr. Wilson blatantly stared at
her pussy. She was looking at his face. He wasn't looking at hers.

Let me ask you again. Is this what you wanted to see?

Almost imperceptibly, he whispered yes. Kylie lowered her skirt and walked
around the desk and stood over him. She grabbed his tie and slapped him in the
face. Everyone laughed and a few of the girls wanted her to slap him again.
She yanked him up to his feet by the tie and slapped him again. Even harder.
Mr. Wilson tried to push her away from him but his hands innocently or not so
innocently grabbed her tits. At least that's what she claimed.

Mr. Wilson did you just grab my tits? You pervert. First, you try to look up
my skirt and deny it. Then you stared at my naked woohoo. And then you grabbed
my titties. I'll bet you probably want to fuck me too. Well, you could never
get a girl like me. You're a loser. I'm going to teach you a lesson teacher.
Perverts like you deserve to be punished. David and Jason lock the door and
make sure nobody comes in. I'm going to teach this pervert a lesson. Then,
without warning she stepped forward and punched him in the stomach. Mr
Wilson's mouth opened as his breath left his body. Before he had a chance to
scream, Kylie silenced him. Apparently, she had removed her panties and had
them inside her hand and as he opened up his mouth, she shoved her soiled
panties into his mouth.

There, that oughta keep you quiet. I'm sure it's what you wanted anyway. My
cunty panties in your mouth.

Mr. Wilson was stunned. He stood there with a girl's panties in his mouth
sporting a noticeable boner completely unprepared for his coming fate. He was
about to get beaten up by a cheerleader in front of the whole class. Kylie
shoved the taller man into the blackboard and punched him in the stomach
again. Mr. Wilson lunged at Kylie trying to grab her but she just backed away.
Mr. Wilson was a little off balance and Kylie took full advantage of the
opportunity which had presented itself, namely his chin. She stopped backing
up and stepped forward firing her right fist which clipped his chin. Mr.
Wilson realized that she was serious about beating him up. And he was scared.

Kylie shoved him and he stumbled backwards a step so she pushed him again. The
terrified teacher didn't know what to do as he was having a hard time
processing exactly what was happening. It had all happened so quickly. She
pushed him a third time and he backed into the blackboard. He was visibly
afraid of her. She socked him in the face again. Mr. Wilson wasn't really
protecting himself so she socked him again. There was something so sexy
watching this sexy little cheerleader hurting this grown man. He looked like
he was getting ready to cry. I had a boner and couldn't wait to see what she
was going to do to him next. What she did next was awesome!

Mr. Wilson realized that he was in a fight and was getting beaten up by a
girl. So he brought his hands up to defend himself and plan his attack. Bad
plan. The little hellraiser just kneed him in the balls! Mr. Wilson tried to
scream but her panties muffled that. She grabbed his shoulders and pushed down
while pistoning her knee three times in a row. As Mr. Wilson collapsed from
the pain, Kylie grabbed his curly hair and fired 3 rapid fire punches to his
nose before he tried to struggle free. She kept a hold and while they were
twisting around continued to pound his face with about a dozen punches. She
bloodied his nose badly and he was going to have 2 black eyes. I couldn't
believe how quickly she completely beat up the teacher. But her fun was just
beginning. Truth be told, mine and everyone else's too!

Kylie never let go of the death grip she had on his hair. So she landed right
on top of him when they hit the floor next to the teacher's desk. Everyone
gathered around and I had a bird's eyes view. I was smart enough to get next
to the blackboard. Mr. Wilson was laying flat on his back with a really bloody
nose and probably mouth too. He was a bloody mess but he still had those
panties in his mouth. He was crying too. Kylie shoved his head to the ground
as she let go of her devastated victim.

She looked so sexy and powerful. Sitting on top of the bloody beaten teacher
in a classic schoolgirl pin. The only thing between his face and her pussy was
that green skirt. I was hoping that she would give him another beaver shot as
I had a perfect view from the blackboard facing her on her left. But she had
other ideas currently.

She grabbed his hair again and balled up her fist menacingly next to her head.
His arms were trapped and the pleading look for mercy permeated his
overwhelming shame that he was feeling. "Do you want some more loser? You want
me to really hurt you now? I can you know. I could punch you like this and
there's nothing you can do about it. I'm sorry did that hurt? Now you listen
to me. Nod your head if you understand."

He nodded as he looked at her almost longingly. It was as if his temporary
potential respite from his beating at her hands was bringing them closer
together.

Ok. We've still got 25 minutes left in class so we all get to have some more
fun. I'm guessing that you aren't going to report me to the police. What
exactly might you say? Officer, I was assaulted and battered by a cheerleader.
You see it all started when I tried to look up her skirt. I could have sworn
that she didn't have any panties on. I couldn't take my eyes off her skirt and
what exactly she was hiding underneath. Could you? She confronted me and asked
me if I was trying to look up her skirt and she lifted her cheerleader skirt
giving me a beaver shot. Here's where I fucked up. I said young lady you
aren't wearing any underwear. Oops I shouldn't have said that. Then she lifted
that damn skirt again and held it while I drank in her girly charms. Then I
felt her up and she beat the fucking shit out of me. I wish to press charges."

Well, if you put it like that. She had a point. For the next 25 minutes she
could do anything she wanted to him and there wasn't a damn thing he could do
about it. Besides, she has 15 eye witnesses. My heart was racing.

She continued. "No, I'm pretty sure you ain't gonna press charges so let's all
have some fun, shall we! I beat you up really bad because you kept trying to
sneak a peak at my teenage cunt. Was it worth it. Here let me give you a
little treat. A gentle reminder of what you would die for and still might but
could never have."

Praise the lord! She was going to give him and ME a beaver shot. I'd only got
to see it once for a second. And then she slowly and seductively raised the
front of her skirt revealing the heavenly garden of Eden hidden behind. Yikes!
It's grown! A thick luxurious puffy bush of black hair was all I could see. No
way to find the beaver in that jungle. That's ok. It was so raw, so base. This
sweet wholesome All American cheerleader with a bush like Demi Moore
displaying it tantalizingly close to his face. It was only 5 seconds but it's
ok. I can now die a happy man. But wait. There's more.

Kylie released her skirt ending my bird's eye view of her glorious bush. It
was time to make him beg. She told him exactly what she wanted to hear before
removing the sopping wet panties from his mouth with her fist at the ready
should he try to scream. Since she showed him hers, it was only fair that he
should show her and us his. She actually made him ask her to strip him naked
in front of the whole class. She was so cruel. He recited his lines with this
sad resignation in his voice interrupted only by his crying.

"I'm sorry Kylie for looking up your skirt. I deserve all the shame and
humiliation that you are subjecting me to. I promise not to tell anyone about
this. Please strip me naked and parade me around, showing everyone my pathetic
little cock. I'm a bad boy and I deserve a spanking too. Thank you for showing
me your glorious vagina and beating me up because I'm such a loser. I'll
gladly do anything you want. I'm so sorry!"

Kylie decided that she had heard enough. It was time for action. But first she
wanted to shut him up again and her method was pure magic. She looked at her
friend Amber, the only other cheerleader in our class and asked if she could
spare her panties for the cause. The sexy blonde girl was only too happy to
oblige. She removed her panties without showing off her goodies and handed
Kylie her damp green panties. Then she gave the whole class a treat.

"Beaver flash!"

Amber announced her intention to give everyone a sexy treat. She didn't give
us a beaver flash. She gave us a beaver press conference. She held up the
front of her green skirt and proudly displayed her blondish brown bush. It was
beautiful! 2 shades darker than the hair on her head but she wanted to assure
the whole class that she was indeed a natural blonde. Not as thick as Kylie's
bush, but gorgeous nonetheless.

After Kylie shoved Amber's tasty panties into the teacher's mouth, she went to
the business of stripping him. First, she ripped his bloody white shirt.
Buttons flew everywhere as she unceremoniously ripped it off him. She made him
stand there and kick off his shoes and pose with his hands over his head. She
cupped his embarrassingly hard dick before removing his belt and then his
slacks and underwear. He looked so pathetic standing with his hands over his
head naked except for his black tie. Kylie paraded the humiliated teacher with
a boner around and let everyone have a chance to slap him or spit in his face.
Some of the girls goosed him. Laughter filled the room. She led him around by
his tie. Kylie sat in the teacher's chair and made Mr. Wilson lie across her
lap so that she could give him a spanking in front of the class. She took off
her sneaker and pummeled his reddening cheeks with it. Tears fell from his
eyes onto the floor and he tried to scream again but Amber's panties muffled
his wails. She held his arms behind his back while paddling his quivering
tushy. She was shifting her legs back and forth as she beat his ass raw. The
stimulation of her thighs coupled with the pain and humiliation he was feeling
proved too much for the man and he came all over her legs.

Did you just cum on my legs you sick fuck! What is wrong with you?

Kylie pushed the embarrassed teacher off her lap and threw him on the large
teacher's desk. She laid him flat on his back with his legs dangling off the
side. She climbed on top of him and treated us to another schoolgirl pin. She
verbally debased him while slapping the ever loving shit out of his red face.
He was bawling like a baby and apologizing profusely. "I sowwee I sowwee I
sowwee" over and over again. He sounded funny with Amber's panties affecting
his pronunciation. Kylie was telling him what a pathetic loser he was as she
slapped the last remnants of his manhood out of him. She told him that he was
going to have to pay. She lifted her skirt again. Hallelujah! Another glorious
beaver shot before she scooted forward and sat her hungry teenage cunt all
over his face. When she told him to suck her slimy cunt I lost it. I came like
a schoolboy inside my pants. For a moment I was embarrassed until I realized
that I was just a schoolboy. As I looked around I noticed Jason, Billy, Danny,
and Chris all had shit eating grins on their faces and large creamy stains in
their pants.

We all can't wait for the next substitute!

Ike

PS I hope someone has as much fun reading this little ditty as I had writing
it.

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