Teacher and Student blackmailed into incest and other taboos
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A Strange Relationship
Rachael Farmer hopped out of the shower and looked at herself in the mirror. She has a lot to be happy about in the reflection. She looked every bit the part of the star flyer on her high schools cheerleading squad. At a petite 5’1 and 95lbs she was the perfect size, but at 18 years old there was little chance that she was due for a growth spurt. Not that that would necessarily be a bad thing. She had a gorgeous, but youthful body at with a slim build that promised to flair out to an hour-glass shaped bombshell like her mother, a former beauty queen when she entered her twenties. As for now her breasts were small at 32-B cups and her hips were slim but feminine. She had a strong butt. But her best feature was her face. Encased in long, dirty blonde hair pulled into ponytails, she had the face of a starlet. Her eyes were wide and honest and her nose was small, and turned up like a pixie. Her lips were thick and her teeth white. When she smiled the deep natural red of her lips contrasted beautifully with her delicate white skin and pearly white teeth. Despite the fact that she knew that she was every boy’s dream, she was also very humble and approachable, a potential senior prom queen.
She wrapped her towel around her body and walked out into the main locker room. The other cheerleaders were milling around talking. She was friendly with all of them, some more so than others but she definitely got along with everyone. Her mother said it was her gift, something that she had inherited and something that would come in handy if she ever changed her mind and decided to start doing beauty pageants.
“Hey Rach,” she heard a voice say and turned to see her best friend Cindy Womack drying her hair with a towel, “Me and Sara are going to get something to eat. We were wondering if you wanted to come to. Because you have money.”
“Yeah right!” Rachael laughed and her friend laughed as well. They both knew that Rachael’s mother forbade her from getting a job and if they were going to get food, Cindy would have to pay.
“So are you down,” said a nude Sara walking around the corner and putting her arm around Cindy. Sara was like that, a bit of an exhibitionist. At least she had the body and the shaved pussy to pull it off.
“Sorry girls,” Rachael said, “I would love to get out of this place as it is nearly five, but I missed a math test in Mrs. Lowell’s class and there is no way that I am going to stay after on a Friday when her next office hours are.”
“Have you ever made a test on time in her class,” Sara said and Cindy giggled, “No seriously I feel like you make up a test in that class every day.”
“Well maybe math period is the time I like to hang out with my boyfriend, did you ever think of that?” Rachael asked in a very serious voice as she removed her towel and started to put on her panties. She could tell the other girls were looking at her perfect body and maybe ever her freshly waxed pussy, but she didn’t allow herself to get a big head about it. She hadn’t done anything to earn her body, it had just sort of happened. An accident of birth or something.
“What boyfriend?” Cindy said rolling her eyes. They knew she was single and had been for two months.
“Wouldn’t you like to know,” Rachel responded as she hooked up her bra.
“Pfft, come on” Sara said rolling her eyes and grabbing her clothes, “See ya slut”
“Peace, you filthy twat” Rachael responded back.
“See ya later tonight maybe?” Cindy asked.
“Yeah, I’ll give you a call later or something.”
“Okay. Bye.”
“Bye,” Rachael said and then put on the last bit of her clothing, grabbed her backpack and headed out the door. She saw a few friends in the hallway on the way to her test and she waved at them. Today was just such a perfect day. She was in such a good mood. Nothing could possibly ruin it. In fact, she expected the day to only get better from here.
In a few minutes she was at the classroom of Mrs. Kitty Lowell, her Algebra II teacher. She knocked on the door and Mrs. Lowell looked at the door, smiled, and beckoned her in. Mrs. Lowell was not what you’d expect from a high school math teacher and mother. She was gorgeous. She was still very small for a 39 year old woman, in tremendous shape at 5’3 125lbs. Through the years the only part of her body that had gotten thicker were her breasts, and they were spectacular 36-D cups. Her nipples still defied gravity and every boy in every one of her classes tried to look up her long, milky white legs to her tight butt and elegantly tapered hips. Her face was beautiful as well with dark eyes and dark, thick lips. Her nose was long, but thin and looked proportional on her somewhat thin face. Her hair was still midnight black and she left it loose and long down her back and her bangs hung down in her eyes. She was a high school boys wet dream, the perfect high school teacher, although she would never let anyone know if it flattered her or not.
Rachael pushed open the door and walked in. She looked around and saw that three other people were also taking late test. She saw two boys that were older than she was that she didn’t know and she saw Ariel Cooper, another senior who she knew by reputation. She was a Goth or punk girl or something and Rachael tried to stay away from her. She could see Ariel giving her dirty looks as she came in. Sometimes Goths were impervious to the charms of the cheerleader.
“Hello Mrs. Lowell,” Rachael said sweetly and then sat down in her seat.
“Hello Rachael,” Kitty said in her soft, whisper light purr. She smiled at all the students, “Okay we are all here now so we are ready to begin the examination.”
“Had to wait around all fucking day for little miss queen,” Ariel grunted under her breath and the two boys laughed.
“What was that Ariel?” Kitty asked sternly, “Do you have a problem with the way I administer my tests after class.”
“No,” Ariel said lamely and rolled her eyes.
“It is a courtesy that I allow these tests. I can refuse to offer late tests to any student I desire. Would you like to be placed on that list, effective immediately?”
“No.”