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"I'm sorry" Taehyung bowed, clutching at the ends of his skirt. It was his birthday, he was officially an adult when his teacher approached him and asked him to be his boyfriend. Mr Jeon looked at him in some type of way, before leaving a sigh and pushing a cup of tea in his direction.
"Drink your tea." He said, and what could Taehyung do? Without thinking much of it, he finished the beverage and excused himself back to the classroom.
He was able to make it through two classes before going to Mr Jeon's with a swollen tummy. The boy was listening, but nothing ended up staying in his brain, as he massaged his stomach, each minute bigger torture. Finally the boy couldn't take it anymore, his tummy making sounds, intestines twisting with every breath he took. He got up from his seat and quietly approached Mr Jeon's desk, as he was finished with teaching, now busy with the computer.
"What is it, Taehyung? He said with a harsh tone, which he only used for other students. Never him.
"Can I go to the toilet, Mr Jeon?" The blonde-hair asked, feeling like his stomach only grew larger and harder with all those few steps he took.
"I don't know, can you?" The man responded, leaving the boy embarrassed.
"May I?"
"Go." Mr Jeon gestured for the latter to leave, which he hurriedly did. All the way to the bathroom, Taehyung couldn't stop thinking about how his favorite teacher suddenly completely changed in regard to him. Taehyung was always very delicate and cried easily, so it wasn't a surprise, he felt his eyes glistening.
As he reached the toilet, he felt the shivers run through his back. For there was a big sign telling him that the bathroom was out of order. But he couldn't take it anymore, he was seconds away from completely bursting in the middle of the campus.
"Bad luck, eh?" He heard Mr Jeon behind him, who approached him slowly, grabbing a strand of his hair. "Should've never rejected me."
"Mr Jeon..."
"You're graduating in a month, right? And you already passed each class but mine. Should I just fail you? Or make this month a living hell?" The man asked, making the boy tremble. Taehyung always favored the teacher, but, what was he saying?!
"Mr Jeon, I will-"
"What you're gonna? Poop those pretty panties? Well, you gotta act fast, the bell will ring in five minutes." Mr Jeon said, as he looked at his watch, all color gone from Taehyung face.
He felt as if he moves he will dirty his undies right away.
"Listen to me or I'll fail you, Taehyung." The man continue, as he reached for the boy's skirt, pulling it up to reveal his cotton panties. The color returned to his face, making him red as a tomato, as he tried to pull the skirt down, only to have his hands spanked. "Don't touch."
"Please, this is so embarrassing, I can't!"
"This is what awaits you for being a bitch." Mr Jeon smirked, as Taehyung felt completely wet between his legs. His guts were on fire, intestines completely swollen as he held everything in, but he couldn't do it anymore. He sobbed loud, feeling as his asshole stretched, the log pushing and pressing at his panties, making a little roof. Mr Jeon bend him as he watched the boy getting completely vulnerable, thighs trembling, as he tried to hold in. "Come on, push it out."
"N-no, I dun' wanna" Taehyung cried stronger, but his body had a different plan. The panties were getting heavier and heavier, some liquid flowing down his legs, as he cried and cried, his tummy still hurting so bad. "P-please, make it stop, Mr Jeon!"
"You gotta push everything out fast, the bell will ring in about a minute," The man said, still holding his skirt, as the boy got even more scared and stressed, and eventually start pushing with his all might.
The panties were completely ruined by the time he was done, but at least his tummy didn't hurt anymore, although his guts were still in a lot of pain from being so stretched and twisted.
"You're done?" Mr Jeon asked, Taehyung nodding shily. The teacher took his panties off him before trashing them and took the tissues of out his pocket to wipe him clean. Taehyung meowed quietly, facing embarrassment worst than death. "Such a dirty baby. Should've never drank that tea, huh?"
"Why, w-why are you doing this?" The boy asked as Jungkook pulled down his skirt, covering his naked ass.
"Because I've always loved you, angel, so you need to be punished, alright? You will be mine sooner or later." He replied as the bell rang and turned to slowly get back to the class. But Taehyung slowly dropped to his knees, as the hallway got occupied by students.
He forgot about the backpack and solely run back home.
From then his life turned sour, Mr Jeon doing everything to make his life miserable.
He was called earlier than the other students, the dildo stuck to his chair. He looked at it horrified, shivers running through his body. Mr Jeon only smiled, as he typed something on his tablet.
"Sit down. You'll stay on it even on a break, or else everyone will see how much of a whore you are, playing with yourself during school hours." The man instructed, and what could Taehyung do? He only had sex once but it hurt, so he didn't want to do it again. The dildo was lubed though, as he slowly sank on it with his pussy, stretching him so well. He gasped feeling odd but nice. "Fits well?"
"'M pussy feels tinggly" The boy quietly replied and sighed.
"And that's how it should feel." The teacher said before the students began filling in the class.
Needless to say, Taehyung did not learn much again. He was making sure his skirt was down all the time and when he turned for whatever reason there was no sound coming out. By break time he was so hot and bothered, he was going crazy. The girls asked him if he was coming with them, but he only shook his head, letting them leave with weird looks on their faces. It was Mr Jeon and him alone yet again. The man ignored him, as he kept himself busy, Taehyung feeling bad. Why was he not noticing his state? Not saying anything?
"H-hurts good" He silently said, but Mr Jeon did not look at him.
"Don't cum or I'll fail you." He only said, making Taehyung's lips wobble. He was so harsh. The boy needed to touch himself, but as he was trying to fit his palm under his skirt, Mr Jeon sent him an alerting stare, so he has withdrawn it.
After the next class, it was time to switch to a different one with a different tutor, but Taehyung stayed in his seat, teeth clenched.
"What's the matter, Mr Kim? Want to stay with me longer?" Mr Jeon asked, making everyone getting ready to leave laugh.
"I-"
"If you won't get up, you'll stay after school on Friday cleaning up this classroom all alone." He heard, feeling the dread. He couldn't get up, everyone will see him! And the first years already began filling up the empty spaces his classmates left.
"Come on Tae, stop acting weird" His friend, Mina said, but he shook his head. "Okay then..."
"I see you want that detention. Fine." Mr Jeon sighed as if he was not the one doing all of this. The first years looked at him funny, but Tae could only concentrate on the dildo far up in his pussy making it pulse.
At the end of the day, when everyone finally left the class and school, only then Taehyung find the courage to lift his skirt a little. There was a little blood between his thighs, making him tremble with fear, as Mr Jeon approached him.
"Godness, what do we have here?" He lifted the skirt all the way to his tummy, making the boy squirm a little. The air tickled his pussy, resulting in Tae squeezing his thighs harder on the toy and moaning. "Did you just cum?"
"No, I swear, Mr Jeon, I didn't!" Taehyung cried as the teacher inspected the blood between his thighs further, touching the skin there, and making the boy gasp. If only he bring the hand a little up to his-
"So not careful, you little bimbo. Get up." Mr Jeon stepped back, as Taehyung's eyes shone. No, no, no, he didn't want to get rid of this nice feeling. "Are you getting up or not?"
"Please, it feels good, I don't know what to do!"
"Get the fuck up, I said!" Mr Jeon shout, making the boy cry, as he got up from the bloody dildo, his pussy feeling empty right away.
"Please-"
Mr Jeon slapped Taehyung's face, making the boy yelp in surprise.
"Prepare for worse tomorrow. You're excused." The man said, as he began cleaning the chair from Taehyung's blood.
Taehyung left without any more words, but he did cry a lot on his way back home. He began regretting rejecting Mr Jeon. He should always listen to adults.
The next day he was bent in front of the whole classroom, skirt up high, yellow panties covering his ass. A long, wooden pointer was resting on the curve of his butt, everyone watching, as Mr Jeon talked.
"Yesterday's behavior was unacceptable, and even though Taehyung was never punished like some of you, it's now his time. The class will decide how many swats he'll get." After finishing the sentence, his mates were shouting out the numbers they felt fair. But what Mr Jeon did was combine all of them together, and that's how he ended up with 765 spanks.
"Please, Mr Jeon!"
"They will be delivered throughout the day. Let's start the lesson." The teacher said before hitting both of Taehyung's cheeks at the same time, making him cry out.
Taehyung was begging for hours, but Mr Jeon never stopped. At first, his skin became pink, then red, and then began bruising really bad in ugly purple and brown color. Some spots tear up so bad, that they began bleeding.
"Oh god, please Mr Jeon! I will always listen to you!" Taehyung cried at the next hit, his juicy ass bouncing cutely.
"Quiet down and take this punishment with honor." Mr Jeon growled and hit the boy's pussy, making him hiss and roll his eyes.
Once the last spank was delivered, Mr Jeon pin up the boy's skirt to his jumper and ordered him to stand in the corner.
"Mr Jeon, it stings so bad!" Taehyung swallowed the saliva, his ass out for everyone to see, the worst spots in deep water blue in color. But from then on the teacher began ignoring him and continue to teach the class.
It was only after class, Mr Jeon inspected his ass further, but there weren't any signs of infection.
"A little less than 4 weeks to go" He said, making Taehyung go truly crazy.
He was being taken advantage of on daily with different methods and toys. Once he was placed under the table out of everyone's eyes and had to lick Mr Jeon's shoes for an entire class. He was kicked from time to time and the shoe was massaging his clit a few times, but he had to endure and keep cleaning the sole with his wet tongue without letting out any sounds or noises.
But the worst was when the boy was ordered to drink five cups of water before the class started. He was sitting in a chair, moving from side to side as he tried to hold the pee.
"Mr Jeon, may I go to the bathroom?" He asked quietly and shyly, Mr Jeon looking at him emotionless.
"All you may do is finish the test, Mr Kim." The teacher answered, tears glistening in Taehyung's eyes.
He will fail the test anyway, he couldn't concentrate on anything other than a full tummy. The piss was pushing from each side to the point where even breathing was limited. He could hear every splash of the water with any movement as he gripped the pencil tighter, his pussy about to burst.
“Mr Jeon, I beg you! Please let me use the toilet!” No. The teacher slammed a book on the desk, making Taehyung yelp and released some piss by surprise. The dark round stain was now covering his pink panties as his clit glistened with urine.
“Mr Kim, do you want to anger me?” Mr Jeon questioned, as one of the last people gave him their test and left the classroom. There were about six people still who were filling in the blanks.
Taehyung swallowed the tears, as he returned his gaze to the empty sheet. He couldn’t hold it anymore, he release some piss, which flow down his legs, making the panties completely wet. Yet, he stopped himself several times, as students left the classroom one by one. He could feel, he maybe released ¼ of what was inside him, a minor pool of piss under his chair nobody noticed, once he was left alone with the teacher.
“What’s that?” Mr Jeon asked, as he walked over, inspecting the puddle. Taehyung smelled like urine by now. “Are you a toddler?”
“Mr Jeon please don’t fail me! Please, please, please, my pussy is burning so bad, I c-can’t do anything!” Taehyung cried, as he massaged his tummy, trying to hold the rest of the pee, but it was flowing out anyway.
“Firstly pooping in panties, now pissing in them. You’re really kinky, Taehyung. Get up and pull your skirt down with the undies.” Mr Jeon instructed and well, Taehyung couldn’t say now. In a matter of seconds, he was standing embarrassed and vulnerable in front of the man. “Let it all out.”
“P-please let me use the bath-“
“I said let it all out.” Mr Jeon growled, making Taehyung squirm. He was scared he let it go, warm urine flowing down freely, wetting his skirt, panties and shoes while the other watched. For a split second, he wished the teacher would lick him down there but…
“You’d be licked clean if you wouldn’t reject me.” The man spanked his pussy fold making him jump a little, before stepping back. “Dress up, it’s raining today, maybe nobody will notice.”
That’s how Taehyung got to home in urine-covered panties and skirt.
One week left to the graduation. Taehyung wasn’t sure if he’d make it.