Mine

Episode 1

"Are you guys hanging out by Brumont's after school? I could use a stress relief." Jocelyn suggested in the afternoon when she joined her friends for her last period, Creative Writing. Her parents were against Jocelyn taking this class, but because most of her friends had chosen it instead of Advanced English, Jocelyn just had to join. 

"I can't, I'm taking my girlfriend out on a date," Lucas stated and Jocelyn started making kissing noises, as she was joined by Erik and Dennis. "What? Leave me alone." 

"Oh look at me, I'm Lucas, and I'm completely whipped by little miss popular." Jocelyn mocked him and Lucas rolled his eyes. He pushed Jocelyn's shoulder swiftly and then slumped onto his desk. Lucas has convinced himself his friends are simply jealous of the fact that he has a girlfriend and they don't. 

"Listen, we're down to going Brumont's, but I will not be cool if your silly friend decides to join us again," Dennis warned, and Jocelyn knew exactly which silly friend he was on about. For as long as she knew Dennis, he could never get along with Jocelyn's friend, Monica. 

Unlike Jocelyn, Monica is docile and she is quite naive. She did manage to interact normally with Erik and Lucas, but it was Dennis who wasn't impressed. And every time Jocelyn tries to join her friends in one place, Dennis tends to not talk to her at all or leave early. 

"Fine, but I still don't get your issue with her. She is so nice." Jocelyn said, trying to defend her friend. She enjoyed having Monica in her life because Jocelyn couldn't see herself dealing with the boys 24/7. Now she just wishes they all could become a friendship group. 

"She's just so girly and annoying. And she spends her days with her cheerleading crew, and I don't like them, popular folks. Just keep her away from me." Dennis told her and Jocelyn nodded. Monica was indeed close to the type of people Dennis hated: rich and popular kids. 

His ex-girlfriend, Chloe, is in the cheerleading squad and she tends to taunt him sometimes. But now that he has his friends to spend time with, Dennis doesn't run into her anymore. Jocelyn knows the more Monica hangs with them, the closer Dennis will get to seeing Chloe on a regular and he might never forgive Jocelyn for it. 

"Don't be mean. I don't mind Monica, she is quite cute." Erik gushed and Lucas burst out laughing. 

"Don't tell me you're crushing on Monica now? I thought you were gay, that's why you and Jocelyn bonded so early on right?" Lucas joked and Jocelyn kicked the side of his desk, making his book fall down. 

"You know what I mean, she is cute and we always chat the most s**t when we see each other. You should try being her friend Dennis. It might melt your icy heart." Erik said to Dennis, making his friend shake his head and unpack his backpack. 

"Honestly, I will never get why you are so against Monica. She is quite calm and I always have fun with the girl." Jocelyn told Dennis but he didn't seem to care. 

"Look, the same way you don't f**k with Miss Welsh is the same way I don't f**k with Monica. Accept that." Dennis stated and Jocelyn rolled her eyes. She understood now just how much he disliked her, just by that comparison. 

Because, if anyone truly knows Jocelyn, they know she can't stand Miss Welsh. 

"Good afternoon class. Aren't you glad it's Friday!?" And there she was. The most annoying person in the whole world, according to Jocelyn. Miss Welsh walked towards her desk, where she took out a bunch of papers from the top drawer. "I have an activity I was looking forward to introducing it to you. Take out your pens 'cause we're going to be doing a writing exercise for the next 10 minutes. I really want you to put in a great amount of effort." 

"And I would really love it if you shut your mouth," Jocelyn whispered making Dennis, Lucas and Erik burst out laughing. Miss Welsh shot them a glare and they immediately stopped. Her eyes made their way towards Jocelyn, who had her arms crossed and smirked as Miss Welsh. 

"As I was saying, 10 minutes guys, you can definitely do it. If this works out, we might try these out more often and by the end of the semester, I may ask you to build a portfolio with your favourite writings." Miss Welsh explained and everyone started getting excited. 

"You've said many 'maybes' and 'mights'. Are you even certain about anything in your life?" Jocelyn questioned her and some people tried not to laugh or react, otherwise, they would piss off one of the school's favourite teacher. 

"Yes, I'm very certain Miss Smith, now could you please be quiet so I can distribute this exercise?" Miss Welsh asked her and Jocelyn knew it was best to stay quiet. She needs Brumont after school and that won't happen if she gets detention again. "Let's do this guys!" She said excitingly. 

Miss Welsh walked around and placed the papers on the students' desk. When she got to Jocelyn's she lowered her head towards Jocelyn's ear, that way only she could hear her. "My patient with you is on thin ice. Watch how you speak to me." 

Jocelyn stayed silent and Miss Welsh continued giving out the papers. She then started the timer and everyone began writing down whatever they wanted, as long as it related to the statement at the top of the paper, which read: Write about your biggest heartbreak in life. 

Jocelyn smirked and began writing down what she felt was the biggest heartbreak in her life. She decided to lie but at the same time, get back at Miss Welsh for threatening her. 

Everyone always saw Miss Welsh as an angel and sometimes Jocelyn felt like she was the only one that truly saw who Miss Welsh was. 

After the 10 minutes were done, Miss Welsh collected the papers and placed them on her desk. "I'll start reading them near the end of the class. Now let's continue with our unit on mythology in modern literature." 

The class few by quickly, with Jocelyn making small and meaningless comments now and then. When it was nearly time for class to be over, Miss Welsh allowed her students to enjoy the last minutes doing whatever they wanted. 

"This class is such a f*****g joke," Jocelyn whispered to the boys and they laughed amongst themselves. 

"Don't let it ruin your mood. I'll get you a juicy burger at Brumont's." Dennis told her and Jocelyn felt like her mood improved. 

The bell rang and people began packing their bags. As Jocelyn was about to leave with her friends, Miss Welsh called her. "Miss Smith, can you join me for a second please?" She asked and Jocelyn let her friends leave first. 

"Yes?" Jocelyn asked her, acting all innocent. 

"'My biggest heartbreak has to be Miss Welsh's class Creative Writing. All I wanted was an easy class and this ended up being the biggest f*****g disappointment of my life. Miss Welsh is an uptight little cunt and she would be looser if she got d**k on the regular. Someone needs to smother that f*****g slut with a c**k in her mouth until the b***h chokes nonstop. She is truly my biggest heartbreak in this hell-hole.'" Miss Welsh finished reading most of Jocelyn's paper. She was fighting the urge to cry in front of a student, especially that student being Jocelyn. 

"Out of all the years I've spent being a teacher, this...this piece of paper is at the top of my list of worst things a student has ever done to me. How could you sit there and write these things? If I show this to our principal and your parents, will you be proud of yourself? What do you gain from making me your enemy Jocelyn?" Miss Welsh asked, trying hard not to stutter. 

"I can't f*****g stand you and you know it. And why does it look like you're gonna cry? Did I hurt your feelings? You f*****g pussy." Jocelyn spat at Miss Welsh and she couldn't believe a student was talking to her in such a rude way. 

"I'm tired of you always getting on my case!" Miss Welsh screamed and she walked towards the door and closed it tightly, locking it. Jocelyn raised an eyebrow wondering what the hell Miss Welsh was about to do to her. "You are an entitled little brat, who never got taught a proper lesson. I'm sick of your foul mouth doing nothing but disrespecting me." 

Miss Welsh grabbed Jocelyn's arm and dragged her towards the other end of the desk, that was facing the closet door in the classroom. She twisted it around and pressed Jocelyn's arm against her back. 

"What the f**k do you think you're doing?!" Jocelyn winced in pain while trying to get away from Miss Welsh's grip. She kept her student well restrained and she knew Jocelyn was probably questioning her teacher's strength right now. 

"You won't get away this time." Miss Welsh told her and with that her free hand came down hard on Jocelyn's ass. 

"Ouch! What the f**k Miss Welsh!" Jocelyn cried out and Miss Welsh smacked her ass again. 

"I'm teaching you a lesson that's overdue! You will learn to not treat me like trash ever again!" Miss Welsh growled and smacked her ass again. She kept coming down harder and harder, making Jocelyn squirm under her touch. Shivers were going up and down her body and the more Miss Welsh spanked her, the angrier she got. 

"You're a f*****g old hag!" Jocelyn yelled at her but Miss Welsh shut her up smacking her other asscheek instead. She alternated between cheeks and kept holding Jocelyn down, who now and then tried to getaway. If she did, she would have definitely fought Miss Welsh. 

Her ass was beginning to hurt immensely and Jocelyn could feel something in her stomach bubbling. Her arm was hurting as well and she could feel her ass getting hotter and hotter. With sweat dripping down her forehead, Jocelyn realised that she went from wincing with pain to trying to contain moans from escaping her mouth. 

Her teeth sunk into her lower lip, as Miss Welsh kept smacking her ass. "I'm so f*****g tired of you! Always thinking you rule me or my life! f**k you, Jocelyn Smith!" She kept coming down on her ass and Jocelyn started rubbing her thighs together. 

She thought it was sweat in between her legs that was starting to roll down her legs, but instead, it was coming from her entrance. It's been a while since Jocelyn has been wet by another female, and that female being Miss Welsh, made Jocelyn rage even more. 

"f*****g stop! I get it, stop now! f*****g stop!" Jocelyn screamed and Miss Welsh let her go, stepping backwards. She didn't realize that she lost her mind and went overboard with a student. 

She just broke 16 different rules. 

"I'm so f*****g sorry Jocelyn. Please don't tell anyone." Miss Welsh was saying, while tears filled her eyes. 

"Get the f**k away from me!" Jocelyn yelled at her and she pushed past Miss Welsh to get her stuff that got thrown on the floor by the teacher. 

"I'm sorry Miss Smith." Miss Welsh said and Jocelyn shook her head. As she was about to head out, she turned to Miss Welsh. 

"Don't tell anyone about what I wrote and I won't tell anyone," Jocelyn told her and left the classroom. She rushed to the female toilet and quickly messaged her friends that she was taking a dump, to explain why she took so long. 

Without thinking much, she entered one of the bathroom stalls and placed her bag on the floor. Her body rested against the wall, as she slid her hand inside her panties. Jocelyn played around with her clit, while her other hand reached for her breasts. Her ass still hurt but it gave an incredible amount of pleasure that Jocelyn couldn't even explain it to herself. As she fondled her n*****s, she pictured Miss Welsh coming down hard on her ass and not caring if she was making Jocelyn c*m in the middle of the classroom. 

Her finger sped up the circles around the clit, rubbing it harder and faster, while her eyes stayed closed relieving those minutes over and over again until she was cumming in no time. 

Her mind would not stop replaying Miss Welsh spanking her and how mad she was with her. Jocelyn couldn't stop picturing it and imagining Miss Welsh repeatedly punishing her, with the danger of someone may be walking in. 

After she was done, she adjusted herself and washed her hands. She joined her friends and they made their way towards Brumont. 

For the first time ever, Jocelyn was actually looking forward to skipping the weekend and getting to see Miss Welsh on Monday. 

And Jocelyn hated herself for wishing that.