Mistress Carrie
Ding! I hear the bell sound. “Time for class” I groan. “Ugh, and the worst period of the day. Math. Although, Ms. Carrie is pretty nice to look at, if you know what I mean.” I am a 15 year old bisexual girl, and I don’t have a problem with admitting my teacher was hot! She had a beautiful figure and the way she effortlessly controlled the whole class never failed to amaze me. I had always had a secret submissive side, so I (humiliatingly enough) got wet whenever she ordered me around or humiliated me. She seemed to like to pick on me in general though, always putting me in the spotlight. I liked to flatter myself and kindle my fantasies by thinking she did it because she liked me but I’m pretty sure …