Slave Teacher
VII.
Karen could hardly control herself when she ran into Mara that
afternoon. "What have you told Jeff?" She asked Mara angrily, "why did
you tell him to come back to me? Haven't you caused me enough pain and
humiliation already? I have done nothing to you, but you're trying to
turn me into a whore!"
"Shut up, slut!" Mara hissed as she reached out, grabbed Karen's
right nipple through her shirt and twisted it. "Ouch!" Karen gasped in
pain, and her hands reached up to protect her breasts. "Keep quiet and
put your hands down!" Mara threatened, "unless you want everyone in this
corridor to see what we're doing!"
Gasping with the pain, Karen complied. They were standing in a
corner with her back towards other people in the corridor. As Mara said,
if she didn't make a show, no one would notice.
"Look at you, slut," said Mara, "you're wearing a shirt without a
bra, showing off your body and making your tits easily available to
anyone--" she emphasized that with another vicious twist on Karen's
nipple--"and now you're blaming me?"
"Oh, oh, please, stop," Karen pleaded, "I'm, I'm sorry, please,
that hurts!"
"Listen, you slut, I can say whatever I want to anyone and do
whatever I want to you! And I'm gonna make you pay for talking to me
like that!"
"No, please! I'm sorry!"
"If you don't want to do it, you just go and tell Dr Jackson what
you've been doing, and I won't bother you anymore-or maybe I can do that
for you?"
"No, please! I'll, I'll do what you say!"
"Fine, then meet me outside the storeroom after school! Is that
clear, slut?"
"Yes, yes," Karen answered, sobbing.
Many horrible scenes went through Karen's mind as she waited for
Mara outside the storeroom. What humiliating act will she be made to
perform this time? Much to her shame, her nipples hardened at the
thought, and she couldn't help blushing when she saw Mara. "Get in,"
Mara pushed Karen inside and closed the door. There was little light in
the room, and before Karen's eyes could adjust to the darkness, Mara
took a piece of cloth and blindfolded her with it. "Take off you
clothes," she ordered. "Please," Karen pleaded, "can we not do this?"
"Shut up and do it! Slut! Or we can go to see Dr Jackson rightaway!"
Reluctantly, Karen undressed. When she was all nude except for her high
heels, she heard the sound of Mara switching on the lights. Then Mara
led her to the center of the room and made her stand there. Naked and
blindfolded, Karen felt vulnerable and tried to cover herself. "Stop
that!" said Mara. "Sluts like you have no shame, right?" "Is that
right?" she asked again, with a slap on Karen's breasts. "Ouch!" Karen
cried out in surprise. "Y, yes-I mean no-" "Say it, stupid bitch!"
"Sl-sluts like me have no sh-shame." "And showing off your body makes
you hot." "Sh-showing off my body makes me hot..." "Then why don't you
start playing with yourself?"
"What?" Karen asked in shock. "I said play with yourself, stupid
cunt!" Mara scolded, slapping Karen's breasts again. "Ouch!" Karen cried
out, and, with hands shaking with humiliation, she began caressing her
breasts. She cupped her breasts and squeezed her nipples, and then
stopped. "Please," she pleaded, "I can't do this..." Wack! "Ah!" Karen
jumped as she felt a burning pain across her thighs. Mara must have hit
her with a ruler. "Do it, slut!" Mara scolded as she hit her again.
Blindfolded, Karen jumped with surprise as Mara hit her again. Not being
able to see what Mara was doing, she felt completely open and
defenseless, and despite herself, she felt her nipples getting hard. She
began caressing her breasts again with trembling hands, and her body
shuddered gently as she pinched her nipples, which were by now
rock-hard. As she had done in many times in front of Mark and Steve, she
continued to caress her breasts with one hand while the other slid down
her body to her pussy. Only when she touched her lips did she realize
how wet she was, and the thought that Mara must have noticed that made
her even more embarrassed. She began rubbing herself, first slowly, then
faster and faster, and the other also moved down to play with her clit,
and she began gasping with excitement.
"You like it, don't you? Miss Johnson, or should I call you slut?"
asked Mara teasingly. "Wh-what?" Karen asked dreamily. Whack! Mara hit
her with the ruler again, this time right across her ass. "Do you like
it!?" "Ouch, y-yes, yes, please don't hit me, oh," "No, I think you like
it more when I hit you, you're such a slut!" with these words Mara hit
her a few more times on her ass. "Oh, oh, ah!" Karen cried out. As Mara
said, the pain of the blows only excited her more, and as the last blow
landed squarely across her ass, she came violently with a load moan and
a shudder.
"Oh, oh," Karen fell onto her knees, gasping, exhausted. She let out a
cry of alarm when a hand grabbed her pussy from behind. "No, please,"
she protested meekly as two fingers pushed their way into her wet hole.
Ignoring her pleas, the two fingers began thrusting back and forth and
soon Karen was trembling with excitement again. "Please, Mara, stop..."
Karen pleaded but wait! She suddenly realised that the hand foundling
her had a rough feel to it--it was a man's hand! In shock, she took off
her blindfold immediately and saw Mara standing in front of her, with
her arms folded, grinning. She turned around and saw that it was Ben,
the janitor, who was fingering her with a wicked grin on his face.
"Oh, God, no!" Karen cried out in horror and tried to get up. "Don't
go, miss Johnson," Ben chuckled as he grabbed her with the other hand,
"We've only just begun!" "No!" Karen cried out as she struggled in vain.
"Shut up, slut!" said Mara as she grabbed both of Karen's breasts and
squeezed them cruelly. When she let go, the marks of her fingers could
be clearly seen on her white globes of Karen's breasts. "Since you said
that I was trying to turn you into a whore, that's exactly what I'll be
doing. Now you tell Ben that you want to be his sex slave, or I'll give
the tape of your performance to Dr Jackson!" Mara said, pointing to a
videocam in a corner of the room.
"Oh, God," Karen whined. "C'mon, slut, say it!" Mara urged while Ben
kept fingering her and began fondling with her breasts. Despite her
humiliation Karen found herself approaching another orgasm, and she let
out a grunt of dismay as he slowed down. "Pl-please, Ben..." she said
meekly, "Please what, Karen?" asked Ben, teasingly. "Pl...please I-I
want to be your s-sex slave..." "That's right," said Mara, laughing,
"tell him that he can do anything he wants to you and use you in any
way." "Oh, oh, B-Ben you can d-do anything you want to-to me and u--use
me in any...any way..." Karen pleaded. She felt defeated and totally
humiliated. Mara had set her up and now she was giving herself to yet
another man, and even begging him to abuse her. When she thought of
this, she could no longer hold back her tears.
"Excellent!" Mara exclaimed, "now Ben, I guess I'd better leave the
two of you alone!" "Thanks a lot, Miss Lloyd!" Ben chuckled. "No problem!
Enjoy yourself!" said Mara cheerfully as she left. "And you too, Karen!"
"Working late today, Ben?" Dr Jackson asked the janitor when he ran
into him on his way out. "Yeah," Ben answered, "still got some dirty
work to finish." "Well then, see you tomorrow," said the principal as he
left the building. Seeing that he had left, Ben opened the door of the
store room. Waiting inside was Karen, completely naked, on her knees in
front of a desk. With her hands tied behind her back, she was gagged by
her own g-string. A string was tied to each of her nipple, and the other
end was tied to the handle of the lowest drawer of the desk, thus
keeping her on her knees.
"C'mon, Miss Johnson--I mean, slut, it's party time!" Ben chuckled as
he untied the strings and began leading Karen out of the room by pulling
the strings. "Hmmmm!" Karen cried out in panic under the gag, fearing
that someone might see her like this. "C'mon! Bitch!" Ben scolded as he
tucked the strings impatiently, pulling on her nipples. Karen whimpered
in pain and with her face blushing with shame, followed him out of the
room.
Ben led Karen down the corridor, walking ahead of her, keeping the
strings taut. "I think you have been sitting for too long, Miss
Johnson," he teased the teacher as he saw that she was gasping with the
pain on her breasts. "Let's take a walk so that you can stretch your
legs!" he chuckled. He led her to the other end of the corridor and back
to the store room, then he made her knee down in front of the open door,
and laid a chair down between her and the door. Tying the two strings
together, he hung them on the door knob. As Karen was on her knees, her
breasts were pulled upwards into a cone shape, while the chair stopped
her from moving closer to the door. Karen couldn't help but moaned under
her gag in pain. "You like that, don't you, slut?" Ben chuckled. "Well,
there's more to come!" He found a thin, long, wooden rod and returned to
where she was kneeling. Karen looked up at him and the rod in his hands
with eyes filled with fear. Ben thought his cock was going to burst out
of his pants as he looked at Karen. Totally defenseless, trembling as
she strained to keep her body up so that her tits wouldn't be pulled so
hard, gasping and wincing with pain, with a thin layer of sweat on the
fair skin of her body. He couldn't hold back any longer. He raised the
rod and swish! brought it down across Karen's back. "Hmmmm!" Karen
winced and cried out under her gag. "Hmmm! Hmmm!" She moaned and writhed
wildly as much as the strings would allow under Ben's blows. Soon her
back and her arms were all covered with red stripes. "Lovely..." Ben
murmured as he stroke her trembling ass and Swish! Karen jumped as she
felt the rod hit her across her ass. "Hmmm!" she screamed as blow after
blow landed on her ass, then her thighs, and soon they were all
criss-crossed with red welts.
"Now the interesting part..." Ben grinned as he stepped forward
and stood next to the trembling teacher. Seeing that he was staring at
her breasts, Karen twisted her head fanatically. "Now take this, slut!"
said Ben as he brought the rod down on her delicate breasts, drawing a
red welt across the white globes. When the rod hit her, Karen jerked
back in pain, only to tuck cruelly at her own nipples. She moaned and
bent forward again, just in time to meet Ben's second blow. "Hmm!" She
screamed in agony as Ben hit her again and again, until there were more
then ten red welts across her breasts. Tears went down her cheeks, and
when Ben dropped down the rod, she was already exhausted from crying out
for so long.
Dropping time the rod, Ben immediately unzipped and pulled out his
cock. He knelt down behind Karen and entered her with one deep thrust,
causing a groan from her. Ben chuckled as he realized how wet Karen was,
and reaching in front to grab her breasts, he began fucking her in long
hard strokes. Karen could not help but began moaning under her gag.
Sensing that her body was also trembling with excitement, he squeezed
her breasts even harder and increased his tempo, until her body was
taken by a series of spasms. At this he couldn't hold back any more and
began pump his cum into her hot, wet pussy.
Karen let out a sigh of relief as Ben finally untied the strings
from the door knob. "This is real good slut," Ben said, smiling
contentedly, still holding the strings in his hand. "Next time, I'll get
some real toys." When Karen looked at him in horror, he gave her a tuck
on the strings. "Have you forgotten? You're my fuck toy now! And you'll
come to me whenever I want! Is that clear?"
Karen nodded, whimpering.
