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Story for The English Teacher (part 2)
🕑 Added 2021-07-16 07:35:59 +0000 UTCHi folks! Here is part 2 of the English Teacher story. It's quite long compared to my other stories - so I hope you guys enjoy it. Part 1 can be viewed here.
Ever since that fateful day when Mrs. Zhang cuffed Jacob to a chair and witnessed his two explosive ejaculations, things had been different between the two of them. Mrs. Zhang revealed to Jacob that her husband had been posted in the US for work and had brought their son with him to attend school there. They would be gone for at least several months - meaning Jacob could essentially move in with her temporarily, an opportunity that he of course simply couldn't resist.
Jacob knew that what he was doing was wrong - having a relationship with a married woman - but he simply lacked the willpower to overcome his overwhelming obsession with Mrs. Zhang. It had gotten to the point where he could hardly bear to be away from her, and he was with her nearly 24 hours a day.
Of course, Mrs. Zhang didn't treat him especially well - to her, he was more like a pet than a real romantic interest. But Jacob expected and even desired this sort of relationship, as he increasingly found a feeling of liberation in submitting himself entirely to a dominant and controlling woman, ridding himself of the burden of trying to assert himself and make his own decisions. In a sense, he felt he was finally able to show his true colors and accept who he really was - a weak and submissive coward with a fetish for domineering women.
Naturally, Mrs. Zhang was paranoid of her neighbors discovering that Jacob was living with her, so she was very controlling about when he came and went. He was only allowed to leave once per day - to go to work - and had to be extremely cautious about people seeing him enter and exit Mrs. Zhang's house. To ensure Jacob's compliance with her rules and eliminate unneeded anxiety, Mrs. Zhang would always cuff both of his hands to the head of the bed frame at bedtime to ensure he never snuck outside for any reason. While this was uncomfortable and sometimes made it difficult for Jacob to sleep, it was simply something he had to deal with if he wanted to continue living as a guest in Mrs. Zhang's house.
In her typical fashion, Mrs. Zhang never allowed Jacob into her bed - he would always sleep in a spare bedroom. Though they were now living together, Mrs. Zhang always made sure Jacob never quite got what he wanted. She kept him at a distance, where she could look on in amusement at his constant frustration and desperation at not having permission to be fully intimate with her. To her, it was all a big game, and he was the perpetual loser. And it had to remain this way, as it was the only way Mrs. Zhang could derive satisfaction from their relationship.
She had a variety of ways she would mentally torture him on a daily basis. Whenever they watched movies or TV together, she would often place her voluptuous legs over his lap but forbid him from touching them. And if she felt an erection jabbing into the back of her knees, she would punish him by sending to him to bed early and not interacting with him until the next morning - a tortuous experience for Jacob. She didn't do this for any particular reason other than to amuse herself at his expense.
Mrs. Zhang would often tease Jacob by making intimate physical contact with him, but not allowing him to do the same. Her body was strictly off limits. After all, why would a goddess offer up her perfect body to a lowly peasant? This more than anything drove Jacob to intense levels of desperation, but he was propelled to endure by the belief that she would someday grant him the privilege of stroking her beautiful legs and would reveal to him the most secret and intimate parts of her body.
Their relationship continued in more or less the same way until, one day, Mrs. Zhang told Jacob that her parents would be coming to visit and staying with her for a week. Upon hearing this, Jacob was devastated...until he learned what Mrs. Zhang had in mind.
Luckily, Mrs. Zhang had a basement that was relatively secret and difficult to access. It could only be entered through a trap door in one of the house's closets, and she ensured Jacob that nobody except for her was aware of its existence. In the basement was a small room that could be transformed into a potential living space for a single person. She told Jacob that if he really wanted to continue living with her while her parents visited, he would have to stay in the basement. Jacob asked how he would be able to get to work if he was stuck in the basement and her parents had free reign of the house. She told him that he wouldn't be able to leave at all - and needed to ask for a week off of work if he wanted this arrangement to work. Naturally, he agreed.
Mrs. Zhang moved a thin mat, a pillow, a blanket, and a small toilet tray into the basement for Jacob. The conditions weren't great, but Jacob had no other choice if he wanted to continue seeing Mrs. Zhang every day, as she promised to come down and feed him every day.
Life in the basement started out ok. Jacob would sit around playing games on his phone or reading for most of the time, and desperately looking forward to Mrs. Zhang's nightly visit, after her parents went to sleep. She had left a supply of cereal, canned fruit, etc. for Jacob to eat for breakfast and lunch and would bring him something more tasty for dinner every night.
But things started to get out of hand when Mrs. Zhang suddenly told Jacob that her parents actually planned to stay for a whole month, and Jacob would have to remain in the basement until then. Jacob reluctantly called his school and told them he'd actually need the whole month off. His employer wasn't happy about it, but ultimately agreed.
And so Jacob's life in the basement continued. Occasionally, when Mrs. Zhang came down for her nightly visits, she would tell Jacob he had been being too noisy moving around, and that there was a chance her parents might hear him. Jacob would also sometimes talk to himself and make noises out of sheer boredom and loneliness. Mrs. Zhang would often warn him to be quieter, and Jacob would agree. But he always found himself talking to himself again without even noticing it.
Eventually, Mrs. Zhang determined that the risk of her parents hearing Jacob was too great, and did what had to be done. She decided that Jacob would have to remain gagged for the duration of her parents' visit, and to ensure he didn't remove the gag, his hands would have to be cuffed behind his back. Jacob was initially resistant to this requirement, but he ultimately had no choice but to agree, as the alternative was leaving the house entirely, something he knew he couldn't bring himself to do. "What if she didn't let me move back in afterward?" Was a question constantly swirling in his head whenever he considered this.
And so Jacob had lost a little bit more of his freedom. And with his hands tied behind his back, he could no longer use his phone to entertain himself. He also couldn't eat anything at all until Mrs. Zhang came down and removed his gag. He found himself simply laying there all day, hungry and horny for Mrs. Zhang. He tried to convince Mrs. Zhang to uncuff him so he could at least use his phone, but his concerns were trivial to Mrs. Zhang, and she enjoyed watching him suffer. She didn't even consider granting him this request.
Jacob eventually lost track of time, and it began to seem like he had been living in the basement for an eternity. He would ask Mrs. Zhang regularly if her parents were leaving soon, but she would always tell him that it hadn't been a month yet and they would be leaving soon. But she had been saying "soon" for what seemed like weeks, even months. Jacob assumed he had simply lost his perception of time after being locked up and bored in the dark basement for so long, and so naturally it seemed longer than it had really been.
But in fact, Jacob wasn't wrong. Mrs. Zhang's parents had left long ago and he had been living in the basement for three months. Cuffed and gagged, with absolutely no way to entertain himself, eating only one meal a day, and relieving himself in a tray. This had been his existence for the past 90 days. His only pleasure came from Mrs. Zhang's visits, but even those were fairly brief and Mrs. Zhang continued to tease Jacob in her usual manner, occasionally showing him physical affection but never allowing him to touch her. She would intentionally do things to get him extremely aroused, but then abruptly leave before he was able to get off. Even after forcing him to live like an animal in a cage, Mrs. Zhang could never bring herself to give him even one ounce of pleasure. She was a sadist and simply enjoyed watching Jacob suffer - to an increasing degree.
It was this extreme sadism, a part of Mrs. Zhang's being, that led her to keep Jacob locked up even after the agreed period. In fact, she had enjoyed the feeling of having a desperate and hopelessly obsessed beast locked up in her basement so much that she simply couldn't bring herself to let him go. And rather than tell him this directly, she decided that stringing him along and keeping his hopes up would bring him even more suffering - and so of course that's the route she took.
Months after they had left, Jacob continued to believe that Mrs. Zhang's parents were still living there, and that one month had not yet passed. Everyday, he thought Mrs. Zhang might let him out soon. But this, unfortunately, would not be his fate.
And if Jacob's situation wasn't sad enough, it got a lot sadder when Mrs. Zhang announced suddenly one day that her husband and son were returning home, and that Jacob would have to remain in the basement "just a little longer."
"But you've been saying that for so long. How long am I gonna have to stay down here?" Jacob asked one day with a look of existential dread on his face.
Mrs. Zhang gently stroked his cheek. "It won't be long dear. You'll be out of here soon." She then casually resecured Jacob's gag over his mouth and gave him a kiss on the forehead - the first time she had ever kissed him. Jacob's face turned bright red as Mrs. Zhang stood up and left the room, closing and locking the door behind her. Jacob lay there in darkness as his heart was torn apart by the intensity of his obsession with his beautiful, sadistic mistress and what he had just experienced.
Time passed and soon Mrs. Zhang's husband and son were back at home. Jacob could here Mrs. Zhang upstairs talking and laughing with them every day. But he wasn't allowed to experience that kind of joy. Mrs. Zhang had decided his fate would be a bit different. Mrs. Zhang loved her family and they gave her sense of contentment and satisfaction with life. She enjoyed being a mother and wife and this gave her a sense of purpose and meaning. But in addition to being a family woman, Mrs. Zhang also had a different side - a sadistic and domineering side. She had an innate need to completely dominate and control the life of another being, and derived intense psychological and sexual pleasure from causing untold suffering on somebody weaker than and inferior to herself. It was even more ideal if that somebody had been driven into her grasp by their own uncontrollable lust for her. She knew she was an extremely attractive woman and there was no more heavenly sensation than to have somebody destroy their own life in pursuit of her. It made her feel like a living goddess, and she couldn't get enough of the feeling of power and liberation that came with manipulating, breaking, and enslaving another human being, reducing them to nothing more than a mindless, rabid dog that exists only to worship her. She had decided that Jacob would be the one to give her this sense of elation - and she couldn't have cared less what he thought about it. To her, he was not a living being with agency and emotions, but a tool to be used to fulfill her psychological and sexual needs. Nothing more and nothing less. His own emotional needs and desires were completely irrelevant - Mrs. Zhang had decided that they would be sacrificed for the sake of her own contentment. This was Jacob's fate.
Jacob, however, was still not fully aware of the hopelessness of his situation. He was still under the illusion that he was ultimately choosing this life in order to be with Mrs. Zhang - and he continued to believe that one day Mrs. Zhang's family would leave again and that he would be let out of the basement. This belief is what kept his situation bearable.
But things continued to go downhill for poor Jacob. One day, Mrs. Zhang said she was having somebody sleep over at her house, and that she would need to take Jacob's pillow, blanket, and mattress for them to use. She promised she would bring them back the next day. She never did. From that point on, Jacob slept on the cold, hard concrete floor, with no padding whatsoever. He would constantly ask Mrs. Zhang when she planned to return these items to him, but she would always just say "soon".
Eventually, she grew tired of him constantly asking her things and making requests, and told him that if he stopped asking her questions and generally complaining and being difficult, she would reward him by letting him touch certain parts of her body. To this day, Jacob had still not been allowed to lay his hands on Mrs. Zhang's body, and so for him, this was an irresistible opportunity. Though it was difficult to stop making requests and simply accept whatever misery Mrs. Zhang made him suffer through, he decided it was ultimately worth it to be able to touch his goddess's beautiful, perfect body. From them on, he became much more compliant to Mrs. Zhang's whims.
Most nights when Mrs. Zhang would visit him, she would now let him lick her legs or arms for a short period of time as a reward for "behaving", which meant doing exactly as she told him and not speaking without permission. Generally, Jacob would ejaculate within just a few minutes of licking her. He was simply no match for the sheer sexual power of Mrs. Zhang, who would also get extremely aroused at the site of this pathetic creature licking and worshipping her perfect body, and would usually cum as well, but without Jacob's knowledge.
Things went on like this for quite awhile, and Jacob continued his slow transformation into a sexual animal that existed only to worship Mrs. Zhang's body. He had now been stripped of his clothes and blindfolded, and his ankles were now locked together with metal cuffs. A metal collar had also been enclosed around his neck and chained to the wall. Though Jacob was confused as to why this was necessary, he knew better than to ask or resist in any way, as he knew he would be robbed of his "reward". He slowly came to just accept that Mrs. Zhang would do things like this for no other reason than to further denigrate him, and he knew he just had to deal with it if he wanted access to Mrs. Zhang's body.
As time passed, Mrs. Zhang slowly got used to Jacob's constant worshipping and licking of her body, and it got increasingly hard for her to get off on it. She told Jacob that he needed to start licking her more aggressively and desperately in order to get her off, and that if he couldn't bring her to orgasm, she would punish him by not coming down to visit and feed him the next day. To Jacob, this was a terrifying prospect, and so he would always lick her with all the aggression and desperation he could muster in order to give his goddess the orgasm she deserved. Eventually, he was forced to lick her so aggressively that he really did seem like a feral animal, snarling, grunting, and slobbering all over her body in increasingly desperate efforts to ensure she was sufficiently aroused.
Occasionally, he would fail at his task and be forced to go a whole day without seeing Mrs. Zhang or eating anything. These days were absolutely unbearable for Jacob, and he would desperately roll around and grunt and snarl all on his lonesome, as he fantasized that his mistress was there with him. He really was becoming more and more like a rabid dog. But while doing this, his chains would rattle loudly, and Mrs. Zhang continually had to remind him to keep still.
Eventually, Jacob too found it harder to get off purely from just licking Mrs. Zhang's body. In response, about once a week Mrs. Zhang would reward her pet by giving him a hand or foot job. Jacob veraciously anticipated this every week, and these sessions became the highlight of his pathetic existence. However, Mrs. Zhang slowly grew bored of pleasuring Jacob and even this rare event slowly fizzled out, leaving Jacob constantly and desperately horny for his goddess but never allowed a release. Jacob wanted so badly to open his mouth and request an orgasm, but he knew if he did this he would be robbed of the privilege of even being able to lick Mrs. Zhang's skin or hear her voice, and he simply wasn't willing to risk that. He slowly learned to appreciate fully the privileges Mrs. Zhang did grant him and not dwell on what he couldn't have. It was the only possible way to mentally cope with his situation.
Mrs. Zhang slowly grew more and more strict, and would often punish Jacob if her orgasm simply wasn't strong enough. Rather than tell him beforehand, she would simply not show up the next day, leaving Jacob guessing what he had done wrong. Eventually, Jacob grew so used to this that he never knew when Mrs. Zhang would show up. She used to visit nearly every day, but it had gradually been reduced to every two or three days. There was also a decline in the quality of the food she fed him, and he was now mostly fed only scraps and leftovers that were often days old. Was she punishing him or just growing bored and apathetic toward him? Maybe she was just be busy with her family. But of course he couldn't ask her about this, as he knew the rules by now.
Now that he saw her less, he would go ever crazier whenever she did show up, desperate for food and his mistress's body. As soon he heard her footsteps approaching, he would be up and bouncing around wildly in desperate anticipation of his goddess. As soon as she removed the gag, he would begin voraciously licking her with all the aggression he could muster, and try his best to be creative and find new ways to excite her, while she would stand or lay there and bask in the ecstasy of watching this rapid beast that she had created.
