Mrs. Mary Li Clark sat at her desk checking the AP calculus exams her class had just turned in today. While school had been dismissed about twenty minutes ago she was in no hurry to get home. Her husband was off on yet another business trip.
Mary was originally from China. She did her Ph.D. in statistics before becoming a high school math teacher in a private prep academy for wealthy and well-to-do American students. She had been married to Bill Clark, a white American man who was 20 years older than her, for a little over a year. Since he got his last promotion he has been required to go on extended business trips. The longest was two months and this trip could well be longer.
She planned to finish up these papers and head to the gym for her daily workout on the way home. At the age of 27, she still worked very hard to keep in shape.
Mary was startled out her daydream by a knock at her classroom door. Looking up she saw Lisa Simon, one of her senior calculus students. Lisa was a very bright student. At 18 she had a well developed body and a rather arrogant attitude. Mary had thought she was a typical spoiled white teenager female from a family who worked for the American government, which was not atypical in this private preparatory.
“Come in Lisa. I haven’t finished grading the exam yet.”
“That’s not why I’m here. I have something I want to show you.”
“Sure. What do you have?”
Lisa reached into her bag and took out a ream of paper with the bright red letterhead that said IMMIGRATION. Mary’s heart stopped as she immediately recognized the papers. It was from her immigration hearings. She had always hoped that no one would discover her old secret.
Lisa flipped through the thick ream of papers and there was glaring red letters written in black and white saying that Mary should have been DEPORT.
“I was going through my dad’s computer and look at what I found.”
Lisa’s dad worked at Department of Homeland Security.
“Do you know my dad works for ICE? Do you know what happens if ICE catches you?”
Mary tried to gather her wits. Mary knew all too well what would happen if Lisa had reported her to ICE, or if her father, instead of her, had come to look for her. One of her girlfriends, a Chinese woman who was a fellow Ph.D. student in math, from her college days; she was in fact captured by ICE after she failed to show up for a court hearings; she was imprisoned, tortured, and during the time she was imprisoned, she had been impregnated multiple times, before she was sent to Uganda, a country in Central Africa. China refused to take Chinese citizens back to China and she was automatically deported to third country destinations.
“That was a long time ago Lisa and I am not proud of it. I didn’t go through the proper channels but I love America and I’m now married to an American man.”
“I don’t think it’s going to be that easy, Mrs. Clark. We need to have a little talk. Close the door.”
Mary got up and closed the door, anxious, terrified.
“Lock it”., Lisa said as she took Mrs. Clark’s seat behind her desk.
As soon as the door was closed and locked Mary turned and seeing Lisa in her chair moved to a desk in the first row of student seats. She saw a look on Lisa’s face that was not at all encouraging.
“Stand in front of the desk Mrs. Clark.”
“I’ll just sit here Lisa,” moving to the first desk.
“I said stand in front of the desk.” Lisa said in a very firm tone.
Mary moved to stand in front of the student sitting behind her desk and holding all the cards. This was not a comfortable situation at all for the teacher.
“Your real name is not Mary Clark, is it?”
“It’s my American name. I’m married to Bill Clark …”
“It says here your real name is Mai Li.”
“Yes it is.”
There was a long silence.
“Do you like teaching here?”
“Yes Lisa I like teaching here very much”
“Does your husband know about your immigration status?”
“… it’s complicated … I told him that I don’t have green card yet …”
“Does he know that you should have been deported?”
“No.”
“Well Mrs. Clark. Or should I call you Mrs. May Li. I’ve just outlined three reasons why you should carefully consider what I am about to offer you. From this moment until I say otherwise you will do everything, and I mean everything, I tell you to do. If you refuse or do not obey my every command guess what? No job, no hubby and you will be sent to an ICE detention facility within 24 hours.”
“What do you want Lisa?” asked Mary with a trembling voice.
“You,” replied Lisa calmly. “I want to own you. I want you to obey everything
and anything I tell you immediately without question. If you refuse at any time
or do not please me, I will report you immediately to ICE and my dad will personally come in to arrest you. But if you do agree we will keep this our secret.”
Mary’s knees became weak.
“Am I making myself clear?”
“I don’t understand” whispered Mary, hoping to find a way out of this situation. “I’m your teacher, you can’t treat me this way.”
“It is very simple. If you don’t do everything I tell you, you won’t be anybody’s teacher or wife, and you won’t be in America for long. Understand?”
“And how long does this blackmail last?”
“As long as I want it to. Enough talk. Stand up straight. Hands at your side. Look straight ahead and don’t move. Don’t say anything.” ordered Lisa.
Not knowing what else to do and not wanting to anger her demanding student, Mary stood at attention.
Lisa moved around the desk and slowly circled the trembling Chinese female teacher. Man this is going to be some senior year, she thought. “You understand to refuse me anything and you are ruined”, Lisa said as she stared into her math teacher’s teary eyes.
“Yes Lisa.” She didn’t know what else to do. She was trapped by her past and couldn’t ruin her future. A tear slowly rolled down her cheek.
“Ms. Simon to you.”
“Yes Ms. Simon I understand.”
Lisa moved back behind the teacher desk sitting in the teacher’s chair.
“Unbutton your blouse.”
Mary hesitated. “Please don’t do this Lisa,” she pleaded.
Jumping up Lisa came around the desk and slapped her teacher hard across her face. “Ms. Simon bitch. DO it NOW!”
Mary was frozen in her spot. She couldn’t move.
“Ok, I’m reporting you to ICE,” Lisa turned and headed for the door.
“Wait” shouted Mary.
Lisa paused and turned to face the frightened teacher. “Yes”.
“Please Lisa don’t do this. I’ll give you money. Please.” begged the sobbing teacher.
“Good bye.” said Lisa as she calmly turned to the door.
“Please Lisa, Ms. Simon, I’ll do it. Please don’t leave.” screamed the panicked teacher.
Lisa stopped at the door and turned to face the beaten teacher. “Well?”
Mary’s hands moved to the buttons on her blouse. Slowly she began unbuttoning her blouse from the neck down. Her face was red and tear streaked.
“Take it off” demanded Lisa as she moved back to the desk.
Mary removed her blouse and placed it on the desk. She stood before her student with her blouse off wondering how far this would go.
“Now the bra.”
Mary reached behind her back and opened the clasp on her bra. She allowed the straps to slowly slide down her arms as her firm breasts came into view. As she moved to place the bra on the desk with her blouse Lisa told her “Put it in the garbage you won’t be needing it anymore.”
Naked to the waist the cowering teacher stood before her student. She was beyond further embarrassment.
“Now I want your skirt on the desk”
Without thinking Mary opened her skirt and slid it down her legs. She stepped out of it and placed in on the desk next to her blouse.
“Well, I see we are going to have to improve your undergarment selection. Get those ugly panties and pantyhose off this instant.”
Mary removed her panties and pantyhose.
“In the garbage.”
The once demanding senior Calculus teacher now stood naked in her classroom before her 18 year old white American student. She saw no way out of this situation.
“Back at attention Mrs. Clark. Hands at your sides.”
Lisa came around the desk in front of the frightened teacher. She reaches out and pinches the Chinese female teacher’s nipples.
“Kind of stiff. Do you like this?”
Mary remained silent. She felt some excitement at this treatment but she could never admit it.
Lisa pinched harder on her swollen nipples until Mary groaned, “Answer me.”
“No I don’t like this.” Mary lied.
Lisa abruptly released Mary’s nipples. “I think you are lying to me and you will be punished for that. I understand that your husband is out of town so I have you all to myself this weekend.”
A shiver went through Mary as Lisa’s word sank into her numb brain.
“I will be spending the weekend at your house. By Monday you should fully understand my requirements. Put your skirt, blouse and shoes on. Leave the top two buttons open on your blouse.”
Mary almost felt more naked dress this way. Her breasts while firm still moved under her thin blouse. Her nipples threatened to poke twin holes in the material. She had never been out of her house without panties and the air moving over her damp pussy made her feel very naked.
“Let’s go to your place. Leave the panties, bra and pantyhose in the trash for the janitor. Bring your paddle home with you.”
Mary had never used the paddle but she kept one. It was two feet long made of shiny hard wood.
The two moved to the door to begin their adventure.
