When a Dominating Female Teacher Takes Control, a Student Fights Back Against Abuse

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Chapter 1 - Miss James

When I first walked into the classroom on that first day back was a real shock, because standing behind the desk wasn't mr Jackson, our kindly old teacher, it was a woman.

The woman behind the desk was tall for a woman, she stood at around 5,5, only 9 inches shorter than me. Apart from her height the most immediate thing to notice was her enormous boobs, they must have been G cup at least, they were balanced in a chunky frame that obviously had a bit of a belly beneath it. Her legs looked nice and she was wearing heels that brought her height up another 5 inches. Although her thighs were rather large from what I could see beneath her knee length skirt. The shirt she was wearing was tight but not immodestly so, just enough to show herself off. Turning she wrote her name on the whiteboard and said "good morning class, my name is miss James" her voice had a nasal whine to it and her tone was condescending. "Now I have no idea what the old fool taught you so we are going from the basics". With that she turned and began to write the fundamental meaning of the word Law, there was a grumble from everybody in the class. One of the girls behind me stood up and said "excuse me miss but Mr Jackson wasn't an old fool he was an excellent teacher and he taught us lots". With a sigh miss James turned to face the girl, she walked forward till only the girls desk separated them. Mid James then grabbed one if the girls nipples through her shirt and used it to hold her there whilst she repeatedly slapped her in the face, hard. All the while yelling "don't you tell me what to do you little slutty whore". Finally pushing the girl back into her seat miss James went back to the whiteboard and kept writing on it whilst saying "if anything gets out about what just happened I will find the one who said anything and I will beat you half to death" I looked over at the girl and saw her bleeding lip and already bruising face, it was on that day I realised someone needed to teach mrs James a lesson.

Chapter 2 - Dominated

In the weeks following miss James show of force to the class, the tension continued to rise, with none of us learning anything new, yet still being set very easy yet very long bits of homework the personal lives of the people in our class were falling apart. Finally the day came when I knew something had to be done. So that day I was snarky and rude all day, I made biting comments and was a general wiseass. At

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