What's that tell you? Hell if I knew, but there we were. She had seduced me by taunting me and scornfully confirming her infidelity. I had been enrage... and humiliated and fiercely turned on all at once. I was tongue-fucking her like never before when all of a sudden--I don't know--I sort of just snapped. Maybe it was the way she was grinding or the derision in her voice. Whatever it was I just sort of hopped up onto my knees and looked at her for a second. She was clearly surprised. I liked. It was great.One night I was lying on my bed naked with my door open. I heard a knock. I looked at the doorframe. There was my mother, naked as usual. Except this time, she had a look on her face, and her pussy was bald. I stared into her eyes for what seemed like an hour. She slowly moved closer to me. She got onto the bed. She positioned herself in front of me. She spread my legs apart and thrust her face into my cunt.I had felt that this day was coming. I longed for it so badly. Now the day. “Maybe it’s out behavior.”She told them, “No, it’s not even your behavior.”And so, they came and went, the first period, second period, third period. Still no desks in the classroom.By early afternoon television news crews had started gathering in Ms. Cothren’s classroom to report about this crazy teacher who had taken all the desks out of her room.The final period of the day came and as the puzzled students found seats on the floor of the desk-less classroom, Martha Cothren said, “Throughout. "I walked inside and sat on a recliner, while she went to the couch."Jessica," I could feel my heart going a mile a minute, "I want you to understand how this is going to work; you will obey every order I give you, when I give it, you will wear what I tell you, and you will ask my permission before doing nearly anything except breathing and speaking, and that includes eating, using the bathroom, and masturbating. Do you understand?" Yes, Miss Tara." Good, now since this is our first in-person.