The past school year I had this one class with my favourite teacher in the school, he was funny and nice and not bad looking either. So I was happy when he offered extra help around exam time, since he was the easiest to talk to and didn’t make me feel like an idiot. I stayed after school a few days in a row, there were other teachers and kids there but I felt almost like we were two friends studying together just because of his demeanour and everything. On friday of that week he asked if we could go back to his house for tutoring since the library shut down early. I said sure, after all he was my teacher, I trusted him and what else could I have said to that, plus we only lived about four blocks apart.
When we got there, we went into the living room and I sat down on the couch, then bent down to get my notebook out of my bag. I sort of thought I heard him undoing his belt but didn’t really think much of it for whatever reason. Then immediately he grabbed my shoulders and pushed me onto my knees. I struggled and asked what the fuck he was doing, he didn’t say anything but he forced his penis into my mouth. One of his hands was on the back of my neck and I started crying as he guided me back and forth.
I guess he wasn’t satisfied with that because he got me onto my stomach on the couch and pulled my shorts off, then raped me anally. I only struggled a little by then, so he pulled my hair and called me a slut and pounded into me harder. He was rough and I was in a lot of pain, but he kept going until he came.
Then he told me I could leave after I showered off the evidence, so we went into the bedroom and he took off both our clothes. I saw that he was stroking himself, then he got hard and hit me so that I would lay down on the bed like he said. I was crying again, and I started screaming at him and asking him not to do it. I had never even been in a real relationship before and I was still a virgin. But he ignored me and raped me vaginally this time, and he made me orgasm. I was humiliated by the thought that he had brought me to orgasm, and I hoped he didn’t notice, but then he started taunting me about it.
Finally he got me into the shower, and came in behind me. By then I felt numb and I had stopped fighting him. He turned on the water and continued to rape me from the front and back until he could no longer get an erection. Then he started fingering me clean, as hard as he could, and it hurt. He continued to touch and fondle me as we got dressed, and said that if anyone ever found out he would come after me.
I walked home from his house. No one was there and no one suspected anything. I never mentioned it to anyone but I still think about how it felt and once in a while I think that I would like to do it with him again. I am ashamed to even think this way and I did try to fight him off, it was definitely not consensual at the time but I also really enjoyed being made to submit. I know that if he ever approached me again I would not resist.
I think this makes me a horrible person becuase I am terrified of it happening again but it turns me on at the same time. I am so confused by this and I feel dirty but of course there is no one I could tell.
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