Slave Teacher
XI.
"Ah, Karen, you came just at the right time," Mark greeted Karen as
Laura led her into the room by taking the chain over from Laura. He led
her to Amy who was lying on the bed with her hip resting on the edge and
her hands tied to the headboard. "Oh, Amy!" Karen gasped as she looked
at Amy. The young girl was gagged and, like Karen, her nipples were now
ornamented with two gold rings. "Hmmmm..." Amy whined under her gag as
she looked at her teacher with tear-filled eyes. "So did you guys have a
good time downstairs?" Steve asked, chuckling. "Yeah, we certainly had a
great time, right, slut?" said Laura as she came over and uncuffed
Karen. "Now," she continued as she lit a candle and handed it to Karen,
"why don't you show Amy what we've been doing downstairs..." "No!
Please!" Karen pleaded as she dropped down to her knees and grabbed
Laura's hand. "Please don't make me do this! Please!"
"Listen, slut! Either you do it or we'll do it ourselves, and
we'll do it twice! We'll clean her up and start all over again! Is that
what you want?" "No!" Karen pleaded as tears began to fill her eyes.
"What d'you mean 'no'? Do you want me to start now?" "Oh, no! Please!
Alright! I'll, I'll do it!" "Now that's my girl! Here, take it!" said
Laura as she gave Karen the candle. "Oh, Amy, I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"
said Karen as she stood next to Amy, sobbing. Amy was breathing quickly
and looking at the candle in her hand in fear. "C'mon, do it!" Laura
urged. Sobbing, Karen tilted the candle and let a drop of wax fall onto
Amy belly. "Hmm!" Amy moaned under the gag and jumped. "Go on!" as they
urged, Karen continued until there were drops of wax all over Amy's
breasts, belly and thighs. Amy was moaning and wriggling in pain all the
time. When Karen was finally allowed to stop, she was almost exhausted.
"Now, clean her up!" said Dr Jackson as he handed her the whip.
"Remember, if we have to do it we'll do it twice as hard, slut!"
Knowing that it's useless to beg, Karen took the whip and biting
her lower lip, whipped Amy lightly across her belly, but none of the
dried wax came off. "C'mon, harder!" Steve scolded. Crack! Karen brought
the whip down on Amy again, and this time some of the dried wax came
off, revealing an area of skin which was now turning red. Amy whimpered
as Karen brought the whip down on her again and again, until all of the
dried wax came off her body. "Oh, God," Karen whined, "what have I
done!" "Excellent!" said Mark as he patted Karen on her ass. "Now let's
give your special student a kiss, miss Johnson!" he said chuckling as he
pushed Karen forward to Amy.
"Oh, Amy!" Karen whispered to the sobbing teen as she held her
face gently in her hands. She kissed the girl's cheek gently, then
kissed her mouth through the gag. Slowly, she began kissed her way down
Amy's neck to her breasts, soothing the skin that she had hurt with her
lips and tongue. The double-head dildo was still half-buried in her
pussy, and her movements while whipping Amy had caused it to rub against
her pussy, which was by now dripping wet. Her kisses soon reach Amy's
pussy and, after licking it a few times, she was ordered to fuck Amy
with the double-head dildo, and she quickly complied.
Easing the dildo in slowly, Karen began fucking Amy in long, gentle
strokes. Soon, she could feel Amy trembling lightly under her, and she
increased her tempo. "Oh, Amy, oh, oh," she moaned as she fucked Amy
harder and harder until the girl signaled her orgasm with her moans and
spasms. She continued pumping Amy until she also came with a loud moan.
Karen hugged her student tightly as she tried to catch her
breath. She felt ashamed that she had fucked Amy so roughly in the heat
of her own passions, and she felt more ashamed when her colleagues all
applauded and cheered at her performance. After Karen had licked the
dildo clean, the two were finally allowed to rest. They were gagged and
laid face to face on the bed, with their hands chained to the headboard
so that they couldn't turn. "Sleep tight, girls!" said Laura as she gave
Karen a spank on her ass before leaving the room.
When they were left alone in the room, Karen looked at Amy, who
was looking at her. After a pause, and, much to Karen's surprise, the
girl whimpered and pressed her body against Karen's. Closing her eyes,
Amy began rubbing her breasts against Karen's. Karen could feel Amy's
rock-hard nipples together with the rings, and her own nipples were also
rock hard. Her breath quickened as Amy went on, and she let out a
muffled moan as Amy pushed a leg between Karen's legs and began rubbing
her thigh against Karen's pussy. Karen shuddered and returned the favor.
Soon the two were humping passionately against each other until they
both came, locking their legs together, squeezing their thighs wildly.
Karen opened her eyes and saw that Amy still had her eyes closed. For a
moment she thought she could see a faint smile behind the gag. Then
Amy's breath slowed down as she sank into a deep sleep, and Karen, after
watching her for a while, also drifted off to sleep.
Karen was waken up the next day by Laura who came to uncuff her.
"Good morning, my pet, did you have a good sleep?" "Y-yes," Karen
answered meekly as Laura removed her gag. "C'mon, let's go downstairs
quietly. We don't want to disturb your sleeping beauty here do we?
Unless you want her to join you." "Oh, no, no," Karen answered in a
lowered voice. She followed Laura downstairs to the living room where
the three men were waiting, then the chain joining her nipple rings were
also removed. "Good morning, slut," Mark greeted her, smiling. "G-good
morning, sir," Karen answered submissively. "How're you feeling this
morning, slut?" Mark continued as he gently stroke her breasts. "F-fine,
sir, th-thank you." Karen answered, knowing that something horrible was
coming. "Good," said Mark, "'Cos we have made a plan for you. We were
aware that you've missed a meeting with Ben the other day, right?"
"Y-yes, sir," "Now that's not very good is it?" "No, sir," "And we'd
better make up to Ben before he gets too angry, right?" "Yes, sir,"
Karen answered with a trembling voice. "As your masters, we have thought
of a way that you can make it up to Ben..." As Karen listened in horror,
Mark lay out the arrangement. Karen was to go to school and drop Ben a
note and ask him to meet her in the storeroom behind the gym, where Dr
Jackson had a video camera installed so that they could watch what
happened. Karen was to please Ben in every way that he demand, and she
had to finish and come back to Dr Jackson's house before three in the
afternoon, otherwise Amy would be punished. "Now, doesn't that sound
like great fun?" Laura cooed as she grabbed Karen's breasts from behind.
Karen closed her eyes and moaned in dismay.
"Dear Ben,
I'm sorry I missed our appointment the other day. I have no excuse and I
deserve to be punished. Please come and meet me in the storeroom at the
back of the gym and use me like the slut that I am.
Your slut
Karen"
Ben grinned as he read the note. He wasn't quite happy about having to
work on Saturday morning, but now things seemed to be looking much
better for him. The problem was that he wasn't expecting anything like
this, and he hadn't got the toys that he had for Karen with him. What
the hell, he thought, we can try them some other time. After looking
through his drawers, he took the bamboo rod, the collar and some metals
clips and hurried to the gym.
"So there you are, Miss Johnson," he chuckled as he saw Karen. The
young teacher was standing in the middle of the room, gagged, naked
except for her g-string and a pair of high heels. Her hands were cuffed
together and attached to hook from a chain hanging above her head,
keeping her standing straight, and her clothes were folded neatly in a
corner of the room. What attracted Ben's attention most was the gold
rings on her erect nipples and the word "SLUT" written on her left
breast in bright red lipstick (it was Mark's idea).
Karen looked at Ben in shame and fear as he approached. "Mine,
mine," he murmured. "Did you do this yourself?" Ben asked. Closing her
eyes in shame, Karen nodded as Mark had ordered her to. "And this too?"
Ben asked as he took the ring on her left nipple and tucked it gently.
Whimpering, Karen nodded. Ben felt like his cock was going to burst out
of his pants when he walked behind Karen and saw the words "USE ME"
written across her ass. "Holy shit!" he chuckled as he raised the thin
bamboo rod, "You're real slut aren't you?" swish! "Aren't you?" swish!
"Aren't you!" swish! With each question he brought the rod heavily down
onto Karen's ass, which much to his curiosity was already criss-crossed
with faint marks. After whipping her for a few times, Ben couldn't wait
any longer and unzipped his pants. Got to give that little slut a good
fuck first, and then we'll continue with the rod and other stuff, he
thought as he tore Karen's g-string off. Grabbing her thighs, he entered
her hot, wet pussy in one deep thrust.
"Hmmmm!" Karen groaned as Ben began pumping her. Ben squeezed her
breasts and pinched her pierced nipples roughly. Then, grabbing her
breasts, he used them as grips to pulled her towards him as he fucked
her, drawing muffled cries from her. "Here, take this, slut!" Ben
shouted as he began pumping his cum deep into her burning pussy.
"Holy shit, man! What are you doing!" Ben and Karen were waken up
from their trance by the voice of a student. Karen opened her eyes in
terror and saw a guy from the football team standing at the door. In his
heat, Ben had forgotten to lock the door, and their cries had drawn the
attention of the entire football team, who were on their way to the
changing room.
"It's okay, guys," Ben chuckled, embarrassed, as he quickly
pulled out of Karen. "Miss Johnson and I are just having a little fun
here, right, Miss Johnson?" "Hey man, look at her tits!" Another student
shouted, "They're pierced!" "Yeah," Ben went on, "as you can see, Miss
Johnson here is really into, you know, kinky stuff. Right, Karen?" He
said, pinching her ass.
Karen couldn't believe this was happening. All she could do was
to lower her head in shame. "I ask you a question, slut!" said Ben
angrily, spanking her ass hard. Karen jumped at the blow and opened her
eyes. "Answer me, slut!" Ben asked as he spank her again and again.
Closing her eyes, she nodded. "See?" said Ben, "she got turn on by
this!" "Wow! She's certainly a hot bitch, Ben!" "Yeah, now if you guys
promise to keep this secret, I'm sure Miss Johnson won't mind you
joining in! C'mon!" Mesmerized, the students approached. Karen looked at
them in horror. She tucked at her bonds but Ben held her tight. "C'mon!"
He urged, "I guarantee you it's okay!" Karen whimpered when the first
guys felt between her legs. "God, she's dripping wet!" He exclaimed.
Soon hands were all over Karen's body, squeezing her breasts, pulling at
her nipple rings, fingering her pussy and her ass. In their frenzy Ben
was pushed aside, and all he could do was to stand in a corner of the
room and watch them fuck her, one after another. When the first two
students were done, Karen was uncuffed and placed onto her hands and
knees. By now she wasn't struggling at all, and when a student grabbed
her hip and entered her asshole, as she did was close her eyes and
groan. "Oh, oh," she moaned as her gag was removed, but her moans were
soon muffled when another guys shoved his cock into her mouth....
Karen couldn't remember how many times she'd been fucked in her
mouth, her pussy, her ass, or even between her breasts, and she had also
lost count of how many times she had come. When the last guy finally
pulled out of her, she collapsed on the floor, exhausted. "Hey," one of
the students said, "anyone want another go?" "Let's take a break first,"
another guy answered, "it's only three, we've got plenty of time. Or
maybe we should call our friends!" It's three already! Amy! Karen
screamed in her mind. The students laughed as she struggled to get up.
"Still haven't got enough, huh?" a guy said as he grabbed her ankle,
"okay, let's have another round, Miss Johnson!" Gathering all her
strength, Karen kicked him hard in the groin, and as he howled with pain
and let go of her, Karen ran out of the gym as fast as she could. There
were only a few students outside, and they watched wide-eyed as their
teacher ran naked across the school yard towards the main gate. All that
was on her mind was that she had to get away from all those guys. She
ran out of the school and across the road. As she heard a screeching
noise and turned to look, she saw a van coming towards her. She screamed
and fell onto the ground, with the van just avoided hitting her.
The driver of the van jumped out and ran to see if she was hit.
"Jesus Christ!" He cried out in shock as he saw Karen's naked body with
all the bruises and cum stains all over her face, her breasts and her
thighs. Karen's memory of the chaotic events that followed--the police
investigations and the sensational trial--was all a blur. In the end,
all the staff involved--Dr Jackson, Laura, Mara, Ben, Mark and
Steve--were indicted and convicted. However, to avoid an even bigger
scandal, the authorities decided not to press charges against any of the
students.
Although the school was eventually re-opened, Karen never went
back. She was offered therapy, but after a few months she quitted and
moved to another state. Her career as a teacher was over, not only
because of the publicity of the event, but also because she couldn't
bring herself to stand in front of a class again. She took up a job as a
library clerk in a quiet, small town. She heard that Amy had moved to
another school, but lost contact with her when she moved out of state.
Since then, life had become very quiet for Karen. She worked, went
out with her colleagues from time to time, but most of the evenings were
spent quietly in her apartment. It was more than a year later when, one
evening, she heard her doorbell ring. She went to answer the door and,
much to her surprise, found Amy standing outside.
"Amy!" She exclaimed, "what are you doing here?" "I-I've been
looking for you..." the girl answered quietly. "Wh-what?" Karen asked,
dumbfounded. "I've been looking for you. I-I miss you, Miss Johnson."
Amy said shyly, her eyes wet with tears. "Oh, poor girl," said Karen as
she took the girl in her arms. As Karen held her in her arms, Amy looked
up and, holding Karen's head with her hands, kissed her on her lips.
Shocked at first, Karen soon found herself returning the kiss
passionately, and the tender moments that they had in the ordeal that
they went through together sprang up in her mind. When Amy pressed her
body against Karen, Karen could tell that she wasn't wearing a bra. She
could not only feel the pressure of Amy's erect nipples but also
something else. It was her nipple rings.
"You've k--kept them?" Karen asked when they finally broke off
their passionate kiss. Blushing, Amy nodded. "M-me too," Karen
whispered, blushing herself. "Come on in, my pet," she said tenderly as
she let Amy into her apartment and closed the door behind them.
The end >
