Early Access - Online Lessons

Liam, or as he was now often called, “Coco” leaned over the archive for some much needed relief. He looked past the small webcam set up on a tripod and saw Mrs. Rosie grinning.

“That’s enough recess, Coco, you still need to grade the rest of the class’s homework assignment”

Coco’s stomach sunk, he, no, Mrs Rosie had ordered him to think with with “she” when on class, she had already spent the last hour or so reviewing the damn “assignments” in front og the camera, streaming to a bunch of “students” who where nothing more than mindless hooligans beyond saving.

“Come on, Coco” said Mrs. Rosie, a dark tone creeping in her words, “you don't want to upset me again, do you?”

Coco shook her head. Her current predicament had came to be exactly because of that, after failing to show to school as “Coco” for 3 weeks in a row, claiming to be sick, Mrs. Rosie had forced her way into Liam’s home and laid down the law. If she didn't want to go to school that was fine, Coco would instead pivot to online tutoring, and Mrs. Rosie made sure to make it as awful as possible. 

She wondered if it was even worth to endure this humiliation at this point, her parents scolding her for getting kicked out of college couldn't be worse than this…but by now, Mrs. Rosie didn't need the threat of failing him anymore, she had plenty of videos showing “Coco” imparting practical sex-ed classes or Coco ridding dildo’s in front of a camera to a videocall full of honry students as “she” breathed out a review for the toy. Coco’s wardrobe also came out of Liam’s pocket, with Mrs. Rosie covering other needs, Liam couldn't escape her, yet every minute more he gave her of Coco meant he fell further and further into her grasp.

“This one comes from Matthew” Mrs. Rosie's gloved hand presented Coco with a tied off condom, full of seed. Resignated, Coco held the item and undid the knock before licking out its contents. Coc made sure to make a show of it too, to avoid Mrs. Roies anger.

“Well?” Asked the woman. Coco gulped down the last drop, “It–it was very thick and creamy, but on the saltier side” she hesitated for just a second before adding, “I think next time, Matthew should try to include fruits like pineapple in his diet before sending his sample so that it acquires a sweeter taste”

 Mrs. Rosie grinned, she had Coco well trained, “what grade do you give it compared to the others?” Coco blushed bright red, how many condoms had she drank up by now? 10, 15? having to properly, deliberately garde each one, give tips on how to “improve” for next assignment. She was getting far too familiar with the taste of cum, and far too good at being able to judge the quality of it.

“An 8” said Coco. Mrs Rosie grinned, “I see, very well. Onto our next assignment…”

The next one had a pungent smell so strong that Coco could still feel it sticking to the inside of her throat even after swallowing. Coco coughed, tears swelling from the stingy smell, “t-try to avoid foods with too much garlic or onion, it can make the taste very–strong” Mrs Rosie chuckle, “unless of course, that is what your partner is into. You do love a strong taste, don't you, Coco?” another assignment came, this one being huge, and more on the sweet side. It took Coco a good 2 hours to finish the grading process and by the end she felt nauseous and full, her breath stank of seed, yet the class was not done yet.

Mrs. Rosie planted a dildo on the ground, huge, almost as long as Coco’s forearm, “Your students have sent this for review, let's all take out our notebooks and listen to Coco’s observations”

Coco held her breath, it was huge and it barely looked like a penis with all the protruding ridges texturing it from the base to the tip. Coco was meant to review it, and decide whatever or not the student who had selected it had made a good pick, of course, Mrs Rosie had made sure that Coco had approved each of the many dildo’s she’d had to squat down over . 

Coco walked over, hips swaying. She felt the tip of the object poke at her back entrance and under Mrs. Rosie’s gare, Coco lowered herself. A gasp escaped her lips as she felt the object force her open way more than anything else, she kept goin “the texture is so–” Coco yelped, it wasnt meant to feel this good, yet it did, “v-very good, fuck…”

Mrs Rosie was about to scold Coco, but the face of pure, unadulterated bliss on her victim kept her quiet. Best to leave Coco to finish class, then she could start discussing the class’s new approach to rewarding good students….

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Hey there! here with another caption, this time a comission my the lovely and dashing TMGcaps, always such a pleasure to work with their ideas!! Hope you guys enjoy this sequel to Practical Lessons!