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The content of this story is of sexual nature and may involve blackmail,
bondage and non-consensual sex. Anyone who may be offended by these stuff
please do not read. All characters are fictitious. Any resemblance to anyone
either alive or dead is purely coincidental. This story is intended for
ADULTS only. If you are under 18 PLEASE DO NOT READ.
Slave Teacher
(c) 1998 Roadrunner
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 the other people in the corridor. As Mara said, if
she didn't make a scene, 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..." Whack! "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. Like she had done it 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. After a while the other hand 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, 'cos 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 loud moan and a shudder.
"Oh, oh," Karen dropped down 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 realized 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 left by her fingers could clearly
be seen on the 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 camcorder 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 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, 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 storeroom.
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, while 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 them.
"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 storeroom, then
he made her kneel 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, and 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?" Karen winced and shook her head. 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 her. 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 shook 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 down the rod, Ben immediately unzipped and pulled out his
cock. He knelt down behind Karen and entered her with one deep thrust, drawing
a groan from her. Ben chuckled as he noticed 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, Ben squeezed her breasts even harder
and increased his tempo, until her body was taken by a series of spasms.
At this, Ben couldn't hold back any more and began pumping 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.
VIII.
Karen went to school with a feeling of apprehension. After the episodes
with Jeff and Ben, she felt totally vulnerable. She was no longer sure how
many people in the school knew her secret and felt as if anyone could come
and take advantage of her any minute. Perhaps Ben would give her to someone
else, just like what Mara did. And Mara, God knows what she's going to do
next. And there're also Steve and Mark...
Biting her lower lip, she tried to maintain her composure and not
to look around as she walked along the corridor to the classroom. Still,
she could feel the guys' gaze on her body, and her face was blushing. When
she heard some girls giggling as she walked past, she wondered if they were
laughing at her. A weakness swept her over and she felt her nipples getting
hard. She told herself that it's because they're rubbing against her shirt
rather than her feeling of humiliation, but the words of Mara kept springing
up in her mind. She's a slut! She gets turned on being watched and humiliated!
Finally, she came to the classroom. Much to her relief, the teaching
seemed to go on fine, given what she had been through already. The boys
had their usual grin when they saw her short skirt and shirt, but nothing
more. Only that Jeff was smiling at her knowingly, as well as Amy's change
of attitude reminded her of what happened. After the incident, Amy had changed
from the rebellious girl that she was to a quiet, cooperative student whenever
she's in Karen's class. Dr Jackson even praised Karen once for this. If
only he knew what we've been through together, Karen thought and sighed.
Given the wicked grin on Jeff's face, Karen was not really surprised
to find a note in the homework that he handed in. "I want you to drop this
and bend over to pick it up." That little prick! Karen thought. Resigned,
she pretended to drop the whole stack of homework accidentally, and then
bent over to pick them up. She knew that some of the welts on the top of
her thighs and her ass from Ben's whipping were still faintly visible, and
she wondered how many of the students had noticed that. Her legs were trembling
as she picked up the pieces of paper, and when she turned around she saw
a wide grin on Jeff's face. I hope you're happy now, you scumbag, she thought.
Amy caught up with her in the corridor after class. "Are you okay,
Miss Johnson?" the teen asked meekly. "I don't know, yeah, I guess," Karen
answered, trying in vain to hold back her tears. "Oh, I don't know," she
said as tears began to flow. "Hush, come here," said Amy as she led Karen
to an empty classroom. Closing the door behind them, she held the sobbing
teacher in her arms. When Karen finally stopped sobbing, Amy said meekly,
"I'm sorry, but Mark Simpson wants to see us in his office."
Mark admired the faint marks on Karen's naked body as she recounted
her further adventures. He grinned as he noticed the wetness on Karen's
shaven pussy lips. The woman is getting turned on telling her own humiliation!
In fact, listening to Karen's tale gave him a kind of voyeuristic pleasure
and he was getting incredibly turned on too. When Karen finished, he immediately
had her undress Amy and fuck her with a strap-on while he first whipped
her with his belt and then fucked her in the ass. Whether it was because
of the threat or excitement from the whipping, Karen fucked Amy in real
earnest, and she moaned and squirmed wildly as Mark ass-fucked her. When
Karen licked his cock clean, he had an idea. He and Steve had only had Amy
to themselves and had never tried to humiliate her publicly, fearing that
they'd get caught. When they blackmailed Karen into dressing more provocatively
and made her bend over to show off her ass, their intention was mainly to
discredit Karen in order to protect themselves. Now, after the strange development
of events, they found this to be much more interesting than they had thought.
And Karen, on her part, seemed totally powerless over all these things,
and was even gradually submitting herself to them.... "Listen, slut," he
said, "I want you to meet me in the locker room tomorrow after school."
"Y-yes, sir." Karen answered meekly.
Karen could hardly concentrate on her teaching the following day.
When school was finally over, she went immediately to the locker room, and
found Mark there, waiting for her with a bag in his hands. "Hi, slut," Mark
greeted her cheerfully. "H-hi, sir," Karen answered almost automatically,
wondering what kind of humiliation was in store for her. "Here," said Mark
as he took out a cheerleader's uniform from the bag, "change into this."
"Wh-" "I said change into this, slut!" With trembling hands, Karen undressed.
"Off with that G-string too." The uniform was too small and it hugged tightly
to Karen's body, and her rock-hard nipples were clearly visible. When she
was done, Mark took out a pair of handcuffs and a ball gag. Karen, with
her head lowered in shame, did not offer any resistance as Mark gagged her
and cuffed her hands behind her back. Next, he took out a leather collar
with a leash and put it on her.
"Did you know that our basketball team just won an important game
yesterday? They're in the semi-final of the tournament now. I promised them
a reward before the game, and it's time I-" "Mmmmm!" Karen protested in
panic and struggled madly at her bonds, but Mark grabbed her arm and squeezed
her breasts cruelly, causing her to wince and stop struggling. "Listen,
slut!" he said, "You can do this or I can have Amy in your place! Is that
what you want?" Reluctant as Karen was, she couldn't make her student take
her place. Closing her eyes, she shook her head. "So will you do this or
what?" Mark asked again, and with tears in her eyes, Karen nodded. "Good,
" Mark chuckled. "Now wait here while I go get your young stallions..."
he said as he made Karen kneel down on the floor and tied the leash to a
bench.
While Karen was waiting, she couldn't help noticing how hard her
nipples were, and her pussy was getting wetter and wetter. Finally, she
heard Mark's voice and the voices of some young men approaching. "Hey coach,
what's the deal? You said there'd be a---" the first student just stood
at the entrance to the locker room with his mouth wide open when he saw
Karen kneeling on the floor with hands cuffed behind her back, her head
lowered in shame, and with her chin wet with drool. "C'mon, guys," said
Mark as he pushed the stunned young man forward and ushered the others into
the room. "Holy shit!" Another guy exclaimed. "Like I said," Mark said as
he went over to Karen, unattached her leash and helped her up, "you guys
have done very well at the same and you all deserve a reward. Miss Johnson
here has kindly agreed to help me, 'cos there's nothing she likes more than
healthy and energetic young men," "B-but what's with the gag and handcuffs?"
a student asked. "That's how she likes it, right? Miss Johnson?" Mark asked
teasingly as he grabbed her arm and squeezed it menacingly. Blushing, with
her eyes closed, Karen nodded. "C'mon guys, take your prize, and make your
teacher happy!" Said Mark as he pushed Karen forward to the students. Seeing
that they were still hesitating, he lifted Karen's top to reveal her full,
firm breasts and rock-hard nipples, causing her to moan in dismay.
The students gasped at the sight. Their gorgeous teacher standing
in front of them with her hands tied and her breasts exposed, offering herself
to them! Finally, swallowing hard, one of them reached out and cupped Karen's
left breast. Karen closed her eyes and whimpered. Seeing that she didn't
try to resist, the guy reached out and grabbed her other breast. Encouraged
by this, the other guys on the team gathered around the younger teacher
and soon their hands were all over her body. "Hey, she's all wet!" A guy
exclaimed as he felt between her legs. Karen moaned in shame as he lifted
her skirt to let everyone see her glistening pussy, but despite herself
her body was already trembling with excitement. The students lifted her
up and laid her on the bench, and some of them began undressing. The cheerleader
uniform was first pushed up, then torn off completely. With her hands tied
behind her back, Karen was completely defenseless as the students explored
her body. One guy thrust two fingers into her pussy and began finger-fucking
her, while another shoved his middle finger all the way up her tight ass.
"Mmmm!" Karen moaned and squirmed. The student who was fingering her
pulled out and wiped his fingers on her breasts as his teammates cheered.
Spreading her legs wide, he positioned himself at the entrance of her hot,
wet pussy. "Now, Miss Johnson, this comes first!" he said as he entered
her with one deep thrust. As the first student fucked her, another guy slowly
eased his cock up her ass and the two began fucking her together. A third
guy straddled Karen's stomach and positioned his cock between her breasts,
which he then pressed together as he thrust his cock back and forth. Karen
could hardly believe that this was actually happening. She was tied, gagged
and being fucked by three students at once! "Oh, oh, ah!" she moaned loudly
as a student removed her gag, but her moans were soon muffled again when
he grabbed her head and filled her mouth with his cock....
It was more than two hours later when the students finally left, all
satisfied. Mark had promised them that they would be "rewarded" again if
they win the next game. Although he had already fucked her twice (with the
students cheering), Mark felt himself getting hard again as he looked at
Karen. The young teacher was lying with her legs wide-spread on the bench,
panting, exhausted, with cum all over her face, her breasts and also leaking
out of her cunt and her asshole. Her body was covered with sweat, and there
were bruises all over her breasts and her thighs. "Had a good time, slut?"
he said as he grabbed her thighs and prepared to enter her. "Pl...please,
" Karen pleaded feebly, "not again..." "Alright," Mark chuckled and went
to stand next to her cum-covered face, "I'll let you off if you give me
a nice blowjob." Obediently, Karen turned towards him and opened her mouth.
"Ah, Miss Johnson, I've been looking for you all morning!" Ben said
loudly when he met Karen in the corridor after lunch break. "Y-yes, Ben?"
Karen asked nervously. "Could you come with me please? There's something
that I need your help with." "B-But Ben---" Karen stammered, trying to think
of a reason to refuse. "Could you please give me a hand, Miss Johnson? Or
should I go and ask Dr Jackson?" "Oh, no, no," Karen pleaded nervously,
"okay, I'll go with you."
"Listen, slut!" Closing the door behind them, Ben said menacingly
as he grabbed Karen's nipple through her shirt and pinched it cruelly. "Next
time, when I ask you nicely to come along, you come along! Is that clear?"
"Ouch, yes, yes, ouch!" Karen gasped and Ben reached under her skirt, pushed
her g-string down and began rubbing her slit. He ordered Karen to hold her
skirt up and when she did so, he opened his locker and took out two Ben
Wa balls. Karen looked at them in horror. Although she had never seen them
before, she could easily guess what they were for. "Hold still, slut!" Ben
ordered as he slowly inserted the two balls into Karen's pussy, leaving
only the two tags dangling outside. Karen endured submissively, thinking
that he was going to toy with her in that way. It was only when Ben began
to pull her g-string up that she realized what he was really up to. "No,
please!" She pleaded in horror. "Please! Take them out!" "Shut up, slut!"
Ben scolded as he gave her a hard spank on her ass. "You're my fuck toy
and you'll do whatever I say! Keep them inside that slutty cunt of yours,
and come back to meet me here after school! Is that clear?" "Y...yes,"
Karen answered, defeated. "Good," said Ben, laughing cruelly. "This will
surely warm you up for what I've got in store for you. Now go back to your
class, Miss Johnson!"
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