53 Chapter 53

The last ten days had been horrible for Rose.

She thought that when Asher let her go, she would be happy that her normal life would continue, but nothing was less true.

It had been terrible. Her body had been completely corrupted by him and his perverted actions.

Food tasted bad and stale. Only when she overcame the humiliation and ate it on all fours on the floor out of the dog bowl did it smoothly go down her throat. She hadn't been able to wear clothes at all at home and found it easier to just stay naked.

And yet, these only eased some of her symptoms. The fact that she didn't receive his large cock in either of her holes made her slowly go crazy. Every hour that passed, she got more pent-up. It was slowly turning into a living hell.

At first, she thought it would be a phase, and she would slowly grow used to it, but after more than a week. It had been the opposite. Instead of feeling better, she felt worse every day.

People asked her every day if she felt sick, and her complexity worsened every time she woke up. Her hair lost its splendor, her skin her softness, and her face its sharpness.

Then Asher fingered her in the toilets. She finally thought she'd be able to get an amazing orgasm once more. Her body felt good, and she felt getting better, but after being left hanging, her insane horniness grew to a huge amount.

Since then, she had been mulling it over and over in her mind. Whether it was okay to give up her humanity and freedom if it meant feeling good and happy.

A normal person would never consider it, but every night she lay in bed, she remembered how amazing it felt to be fucked as his slave. She hardly slept at all and kept pondering about it.

Then, today, she had finally reached a conclusion. She couldn't hold out anymore.

"Oh what's this? You want to become my slave again?"

"Y-yes," Rose said weakly, feeling ashamed. But as the words left her lips, her heart skipped a beat in happiness, as if telling her she made the right choice.

Everything about this was wrong: wanting to become a student's slave and giving up herself. But to Rose, it felt like everything about this was right. She never felt so sure of herself. Just imagining Asher's mighty dick pounding away at her made her feel ecstatic.

"I'm sorry, but I don't need you as a slave anymore," Asher said coldly. Inside, he was overjoyed, though. He never dreamt it would work this well. He knew Rose's body had become dependent on him, and after some time apart, she would realize what she missed.

Even if she were to be capable of resisting her urges and continuing on with her normal life, he'd just forcefully enslave her again.

Seeing her now, though, it was clear that she was frail and vulnerable. Her skin had lost its smoothness, and her normally proud and vibrant aura looked weak.

He hadn't expected to have such an influence on her, but it was clear he could make her his for life.

While Asher was cheerful inside, Rose felt pure dread. He didn't want her as a slave anymore? While he first did so many horrible things to train her.

"W-what w-why?" She almost burst out crying, feeling unfair.

"Well for starters, you wished to trade places with Jennifer. I don't need slaves who don't want me as their master."

Rose looked at Asher with a sad look. At that time, she hadn't noticed yet that she couldn't be apart from him anymore. She wanted to be free from him, but now she realized that wasn't possible anymore.

"Secondly, look at yourself in the mirror. Who would such an unkept woman as a slave."

While Rose looked much worse than when he started training her, she was still an unbelievably beautiful woman.

Rose nervously looked in the mirror and noticed her disheveled hair, frail face, and white complexion. She realized his words were right and was ashamed of herself. 

"Third, Jennifer is much better than I thought, so I want to focus training her instead. So if that's all, I'll be leaving."

Asher turned around. He knew an amazing moment had shown itself to fully make Rose his, but he knew he could make her fall even further.

And as he expected, Rose moved towards him and softly grabbed his arm. With tears welling up in her eyes she said: "Please, I don't care what you do to me, j-just don't abandon me. I'll do anything you want."

Rose truly knew in the depths of her heart that if she let Asher leave, her life would become dull and horrible. She fully remembered the joys of doing things with him as they had been firmly engraved in her body.

"Oh are you sure about that? You know my preferences. The word everything shouldn't be used weakly."

Rose knew fully well what Asher's perverted nature entailed.

Every day she had to deepthroat a dildo. Eat out of a dog bowl. Pleasure herself with toys before using all her holes to satisfy him. She was walked outside naked like a dog. She was made to climax in front of all her students. And more.

It was obvious Asher's perverted nature had no bounds. But she had already resolved her mind. She would much rather satisfy his every demand and feel good than live normally and feel miserable.

"I am," she said with sure eyes.

"Interesting," Asher said, turning around to face Rose.

Who would've known this proud and strong teacher would fall so hard?

"Then you won't mind me training you into the most debauched, obscene, and perverted sex slave?"

"No," Rose said, surprisingly sure of herself. Just hearing the words started to turn her on.

Asher smiled and walked forward until Rose's shapely butt pressed against the desk. Her breasts squashed by his chest. It only led to her breathing getting rough and her body getting hot.

"I will train you harshly and lewdly. I will pierce you and tattoo you. I will humiliate you and treat you inhumanly. I will devour you completely. Are you still sure you want to continue?"

Asher knew these words carried a lot of weight, but Rose had shown him from the start that her strong mental attitude had been completely shredded by his training and subsequent abandonment.

Just like he expected, Rose lowered her head and said: "I will work hard to satisfy you, master, so please take me as your sex slave."

"Then it seems I've found myself a prime pet." 

"T-thank you taking me as your slave, master."

Rose thought she would be happy leaving Asher's control. But now, the joy she felt at willingly becoming his slave and calling him master. His dominant eyes and body language told her she was going to get trained harshly and roughly; she felt happy and knew she had made the correct choice.

"Now then apologize for not letting me play with you for over two weeks."

"Y-yes. I'm sorry for leaving you master," Rose said wholeheartedly. But on seeing Asher's eyes she knew she had done wrongfully.

"Is that a proper slave's apology? You better show some respect to your master. Otherwise perhaps I made a wrong choice thinking you could be the ultimate pet slave."

Rose remembered that Asher loved to dominate her, so before she spoke, she took off all her clothes, not feeling embarrassed to show him her naked body at all.

Then she dropped on her knees and bowed down deeply in a dogeza. She made her body as small as possible and said: "This slave apologizes for leaving her master." 

Seeing Rose bow down so deeply before him, a dark feeling of domination arose in Asher.

The most beautiful teacher at school lusted after by students and teachers alike. Having a proud and serious attitude while diligently wanting to help all students were bowing down so deeply in front of him.

He had trained her into an obscene sex slave who wasn't able to live without him anymore. After Sophia, she was the second woman that had fully submitted to him. Either luck was on his side, or he really was good at making women drown in lust and pleasure and get them hooked on the things he did to them.

Rose didn't dare to move before Asher said something. And kept plastered to the ground in her own office.

"All right, I'm almost ready to forgive you. Now bent over the desk."

Rose was allowed to get off the floor and happily went over the desk, thinking her pussy would finally get Asher's mighty cock once again.

"Haaah," a long hot moan left her mouth feeling his finger inside her. It kept scraping against her walls, and while it felt good, Rose wanted more.

She turned her head around and said: "M-master, please put your dick inside me."

"Oh and what do you think you did that you deserve my dick?"

"B-bu-," before Rose could try to argue, Asher's hand went flat and came down hard on her ass cheek

*Smack!*

The sound of Asher's hand spanking Rose's white ass cheek reverberated through the small office as Rose's shriek followed, "Ieekkkk!"

She had gritted her teeth, bearing through the pain, but she couldn't stop herself from being completely quiet.

"Be quiet, most others have left, but we can still be found out if you're too loud."

Feeling the sharp pain in her asscheeks which now had a red handprint on it, Rose felt wronged, but she suppressed these emotions.

*Smack!*

Hardly after she recovered from the first one, another hard spank fell onto her butt.

Once again, she gritted her teeth, feeling sharp pain.

"One for every day," Asher said suddenly.

"W-wha?" Rose responded, not being able to think properly.

"One for every day you've left me."

Rose's eyes looked stunned at Asher, who was getting ready for his third strike.

Instead of negotiating or getting out of the position. She turned her head back forward and braced herself.

When accepting to become Asher´s toy again. His dark and sadistic nature was no stranger to her. He had even told him herself. All she could hope was that after this, he would finally start doing her again.

Deep in the school building, hard smacks kept echoing in a small office. Nobody knew, though, that a student was disciplining their teacher.

The school, a building that was used for teachers to guide students to a brighter future, was now used by one student to desecrate his female teacher into a sex pet.