Was it wrong for Ludwig to feel like this? To want to hear a student scream? Was it? It probably was but Ludwig didn't give a shit. Ludwig was a P.E teacher at his school, on the outside he looked like a friendly teacher, nice to his students and was an average guy, a normal teacher… but on the inside he was a simple sadist, he loved causing pain and he loved hearing them scream in pain.
He had his eye on a certain student. His name was Alfred; he was quiet and would normally get ignored in lesson, he would try to stand out saying he was the hero but Ludwig could see that no one actually liked him. He looked like he just wanted to be noticed… so this meant that he would be easy to manipulate. And he looked kind of like the person who wouldn't tell anyone if anything did happen to him. He probably won't have anyone to tell anyone, Ludwig had watched him and knew he was the perfect student.
Ludwig was currently teaching his P.E lesson, and there was still two hours until the end of the day. He blew the whistle after he saw that the students had enough of running. "Go get changed and go to your next lesson!" he shouted as he picked out Alfred through the students. "Alfred come here, I need to talk to you," he said.
Alfred was alone. This was true. He tried to get attention, but he also knew that the people didn't like him. At home he was also alone. His dad always was on his business trips so he mostly had to care for himself.
He always tried to help the people, even if they didn't like him. And even if it was lonely, he loved PE. It made him feel better. Running. It helped him. With the loneliness. When his teacher called him he slowly walked over. "Yes Mister B" he grinned at him.
Ludwig watched as Alfred went over to him, and he saw the grin on his face. Then he watched as Alfred walked towards him, he noticed that the other students were not even looking back, they didn't notice that a child was even missing from the lesson, they just were talking to each other, so there would be no witnesses to this. Perfect.
He then waited with arms crossed, he was wearing a tight white vest, some black shorts and a whistle around his neck, with his hair slicked back like usual. Right then as Ludwig looked at Alfred, he knew he just couldn't wait to tear those clothes off him and just take him. Then just hear his delicious screams, mmmmm, that would be delicious.
"Just needed to talk" Ludwig said as he placed his hand on Alfred's shoulder, he knew how to play him. He just had to act like he cared about him, cared about him like no one else would, make him feel special. Then after it's done, he would have Alfred wrapped around his little finger, and could be his little fuck toy.
Ludwig wondered if he was a virgin, knowing Alfred and how much he was ignored and how lonely he was, he probably hadn't even been kissed, let alone been fucked. He was too innocent for that, and Ludwig was going to steal all of that away, when he would touch his untouched skin, and fuck him raw.
"You haven't done anything bad; I just wanted to talk with you after school, I can't talk now because I have a lesson now, and you probably have another lesson. So why don't you meet me in my office after school, so we can have a small chat" he said as he stopped playing with Alfred's hair and let go of it. He smiled down at Alfred, he saw in the corner of his eye that his next bunch of students were coming and he should start acting more professional.
He wondered what Alfred would think, would he even come?
Alfred looked up at him. He watched him, grinning like always. "Oh mister B. My parents wait for me at home. I don't think that this is a good time." Talk? About what? That he was even too unsympathetic and too dumb to find friends? No thanks.
"Just something to do with your work, I've noticed that you have been falling behind and don't worry it will only last a few minutes" he said with a smile,
Alfred looked at him. Did he? He was good in PE. "Yes mister B. I'll be there...three o'clock?"
"Yeah see you then, now go to your next lesson" he said as he saw his next kids walk in after getting changed. "Start running on the field" he shouted at them as he blew his whistle.
Alfred nodded and walked to his next class. He sighed and walked in and sat down, quietly.
Ludwig went through his next two lessons, as he kept looking at the time. He was looking forward to his afternoon with Alfred; it was going to be fun. He licked his lips just thinking about everything he was going to do to the American. At the end of the day he walked towards his office, and then sat down at the desk, waiting for Alfred to arrive.
Alfred sighed when the school ended. Again a horrendous day. He slowly walked to Mister Beilschmidts office and knocked, grinning like always.
Ludwig looked up when he heard a knock on the door; he walked over and saw Alfred. He then smiled down at him and opened the door wider.
He grinned lightly. "Hey Mister B. What's up?"
"Hey Alfred," Ludwig locked it quickly so Alfred wouldn't notice. He then walked over.
"So you told me my grades aren't so good. What happened?"
"You're failing PE…"
"What? I'm one of the best..."
"You may be good at some parts of PE, but you're failing in Swimming, wrestling and tennis."
"Well wrestling is nevertheless useless...but I'm one of the best swimmers and good at tennis. I don't understand that. PE is my only good subject..."
"Don't worry there is one thing you can do to pass PE" he said taking a step closer to him
"At first I want to know what happened…"
"Maybe it's because part of the point of PE is working in a team, and it seems like no one likes working with you."
He winced lightly and looked away. "And? Is that my fault? I tried. I think your act of giving grades is gratuitous."
"It's not my marking scheme it's the schools."
He shook his head. "I'll talk to the principal." He said stubbornly.
"And what is he going to do? I can change it if you want... You just have to do one thing"
"...and what is that?"
Ludwig walked towards him and then grabbed his hands and pinned them above Alfred's head, as he pushed him back against the wall. "Just stay quiet" he whispered as he forced his lips on Alfred's
Alfred winced and froze. He tried to get free, but his teacher was stronger. That he really didn't expect. Suddenly he bit his lip hard.
Ludwig smirked feeling the blood on his lip; he then pulled away and licked his lips. He then moves his lips to Alfred's neck, as he started kissing him there, then biting down hard.
Alfred gasped. "Mister Beilschmidt! Stop!" He winced and kicked him into his crotch. Ludwig groaned for a seconds before grabbing Alfred by his neck and slamming his head back against the wall. When he heard the bang he smirked. Alfred gasped lightly and kicked him again, harder this time and fought to get free.
Ludwig stopped him from kicking again, by pressing his leg between Alfred's legs so he couldn't move them. He then grabbed Alfred's hair and pulled it down so his face was facing up at him. "What's the point of fighting, it's not like anyone is going to care what happens to you... no one cares about you anyway... just enjoy it..." he whispered into his ear as he slipped his hand down Alfred's trousers.
"No! Stop that!" He snarled and grit his teeth. Ludwig just laughed, as he wrapped his arms around Alfred's cock and squeezed tightly. He winced and shivered. "No..."
Ludwig still wanted to hear Alfred scream, he dug his nails into Alfred's cock, wanting to cause him pain. He winced badly and bit his lip. "Mister Beilschmidt." He said desperately.
Ludwig smirked as he heard Alfred sound so desperate, but still not what he had aimed for. "Stop that!" He tried to get free, he felt like a fish in a net.
Ludwig pulled his hand away and removed Alfred's trousers and boxers. Then ripped over his shirt tossing it aside. Then staring at him with lust as he liked his lips.
Alfred looked away and shivered. "No…" He whispered. Ludwig just laughed at Alfred's response, he then started to remove his own clothes, placing them neatly on the table behind him.
When Alfred could move he ran to the door and tried to open it. He tried it as hard as he could. Ludwig laughed seeing Alfred trying to open the door, it was locked after all and he had the key. Ludwig pressed his body against Alfred's as he pushed him against the door
Ludwig felt the naked body of his teacher in his back and shivered. "No…" he whispered. "Don't."
Ludwig laughed and grabbed Alfred's hips and got ready to push in. He shivered. "Please don't! Help! Help!" He slammed against the door.
"No one is going to hear you, they have all gone home" he said. He needed to be inside of the American right now. Ludwig then thrusted inside, not wanting to spend another second outside of Alfred. He continued until all of himself was in. He then pulled out a few inches before slamming himself back in, he started a fast rhythm, going deeper and faster, he didn't care if he hurt Alfred, he just wanted to hear those sweet screams.
Alfred bit his lip as hard as he could and a quiet scream came out of his mouth, but nothing more. He shivered badly. Ludwig kept thrusting into him, he felt so good. He was so tight. Ludwig kept slamming himself in until he came inside of him.
Alfred whimpered quietly. Ludwig pulled out, this was fun but it was a shame he didn't hear Alfred scream loudly, that would have made this perfect.
Alfred fell to the floor and whined. He sobbed quietly and felt how his blood ran down his leg. Ludwig just smirked seeing the tears, the seconds best thing after hearing screams was seeing tears. It gave him some sort of pleasure. Ludwig started putting his clothes back on.
He gasped for air. What did just happen? Ludwig had his clothes back on as he looked down at Alfred, he nudged him with his foot. "Get changed!"
Alfred couldn't get enough air. He breathed faster, trying to get more oxygen into his lungs. He felt dizzy and he shivered. A panic attack? He didn't know.
Ludwig sighed as he looked down at Alfred, he raised an eyebrow and kicked him lightly again. He bit his lip and quietly started to cry.
Ludwig rolled his eyes "you can cry, and whine but after that get changed and leave" Ludwig said unlocking the door and walking away.
He shivered lightly. It felt like hours when he sat there and cried. After a long time he got up, got dressed again and walked slowly back home, limping.
Ludwig drove back to his house with a big grin on his face.