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Pope. "Mr. Snead, is Mrs. Dorsey in your room?"
I looked at Mrs. Dorsey, who was putting her flats back on, I was so disappointed by this, but I knew I was on to something. I responded with a yes and let Carolyn leave my territory…err my room.
After she left I had the sudden desire to mark my territory again, this time I peed on the seat that Mrs. Dorsey was just sitting on and I wish I could have marked her feet with my scent. I marked all around the door and then once again by my desk. I dried up the puddles but I could feel my scent permeating the walls around my territory…I mean my room.
I walked back into my office and sat down to ponder on what just happened. Mrs. Dorsey felt like she was at home because of my scent. This drove me wild as my desires to mark my territory intensified. This powerful urge to mark my territory sent my brain into overdrive. I started to think about Mrs. Dorsey and it dawned on me. It wasn’t enough to make my classroom my territory, I wanted all of the school now and it was going to start with Mrs. Dorsey.
Chapter Two
"Feels Like Home"
It had been about two hours since Mrs. Dorsey left my room and I came to the realization that I must make all of the school my territory. I tried to work on a painting but I couldn’t concentrate for more than a few minutes as the image of Dorsey’s toes dancing on my floor kept flooding my mind. I tried to shake it off but it was to no avail. I needed her back in my territory; I needed her back in our house.
As much as I wanted to grab her and drag her back into my territory…err classroom, I knew that I had to be discreet with my intentions. I couldn’t bring any attention to myself if I wanted to make this school my kingdom so I simply called her on her extension.
"Thank you for calling December Falls High School. Who can I direct your call to?"
I said my greetings and then informed her that I was missing some supplies from the order that she dropped off earlier in the day. I then asked her if it was possible to stop by and double check the order form to make sure there were no mistakes.
"Of course Mr. Snead, let me just wrap up this meeting minutes with Ms. Pope and I will stop by our…I mean your room."
I caught that slip up and smiled, there were still some remnants of my scent on her mind. I knew once she was here that I had to make it permanent. I told her thanks and hung up the phone. At once I marked my territory with my scent; the heightened sense of urgency gave my pheromones a stronger smell that caught my attention immediately. There was no way that I was going to let this room go to any other teacher now. I also didn’t bother to clean up the puddle that was next to the desk.
Mrs. Dorsey came in a few minutes later with a copy of the order form. "Hello Mr. Snead I brought the order…form for us to look like…I mean look at." She shook her head much like earlier in the day. "Oh wow, that smell, I forgot how much I love this room."
I asked her why she loved this room so much.
"Because Mr. Snead, it smells like home."
Oh really, I commented. I let my scent settle in on her then I asked what she liked to door when she was home.
"Well, I like to get comfy, so I won’t need these anymore. She took off her shoes and dropped them on the floor. "I love the feel of the cold under my toes, Mr. Snead."
I said no need to be so formal at home Carolyn, call me Gus.
"Okay…Gus, I like that I am home with you." She smiled shyly as she said this.
She stood up and as she did I noticed that she stepped into the puddle that I didn’t clean up. For a brief second I thought this may pose a problem, but it only seemed to hasten the hold over her. She dropped the order form and then fell to one knee. Her feet and hands where now soaking in the puddle. She shuddered and dropped her face into it as well.
When she came back up, I knew that she was mine now, her scent was my scent and she would never leave my side. I came around to her
side of the desk and helped her to her feet as our hands connected, my scent permeating every pore of her fingers. She locked her hands around and smiled.
"Gus I am home," she said as she tapped her barefoot in the puddle of my scent.
I grabbed the hair by the base of her neck and kissed, no more like drank her in. My tongue was like a guide that wanted to lay claim to a newfound world. She melted into my arms and her tongue was equally inquisitive. Her arms wrapped around my neck and she pressed harder into me.
After our session, I noticed that I struggled to complete sentences and I found pleasure in just grunting out commands to Carolyn. I do not know if it was because of the intense stint on the floor rolling around in the puddle of my scent or the fact that I marked Carolyn with my pheromone during the act, but I had this overwhelming compulsion to let my base instincts take over.
I also noticed that Carolyn’s base instincts were also starting to take hold of her as well. Normally when I am with a woman they want to wash up and get dress. Carolyn did not want either of those. This made me flush with desire because I had finished in her not 5 minutes ago and watching my seed seep out of her mound as she lay on the floor in my office made me glad that I made her part of my territory.
"Gus is warm, Gus is strength." Carolyn said in a rather husky tone. She got up and walked to the mini fridge I had in my office, she pulled out the half gallon of milk and proceeded to drink it straight out of the jug. She didn’t just drink the milk but rather gulped it down like it was going to expire in a second. She was sloppy with it as well, streams of milk spilt out from the corners of her mouth, but it did not seem to bother her at all. When she finished she tossed the empty container on the floor and then bent over to lick some of the remnants that pooled on the linoleum.
"Gus make me smile, Gus is home." She said as she lapped up the milk. "Home now, home forever." She pulled herself up from the milk and crawled like a gorilla towards me. She pushed herself up off of my thighs and bit my ear. Had this been before my awakening I would have been in pain, however now I was turned on by her aggression. She sensed my arousal and bit my ear a bit harder, saying "Gus makes me family."
Her words were only driving my instinctual urges to a higher level. It was because of me that Carolyn was devolving into a cavewoman like stage and it was turning me on. With the simple deed of marking my territory, Carolyn now wanted me in every way. Eventually she would be pregnant with my seed. If I could do this to a prim and proper office assistant, I know I could make others like her.
That was another part of my subconscious that was starting to rear up in my head. Everything important to me had to do with marking my home and expanding my territory. I had my classroom and now Carolyn, but that was just a start. My brain was sending out signals of expansion and not just of rooms and property. I wanted to expand my legacy, I wanted to impregnate women. My mind pumped out images of other teachers who I wanted to make mine, Miss Swanson the pre-algebra teacher, Mrs. Cortez the Spanish teacher, Mrs. Benson the language arts teacher, Dr. Karen, the school psychologist and even the principal, Ms. Pope. Yes Ms. Pope would be the crown jewel of my territory, my home, my brood, my…queen.
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