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RP by Request: Slave Teacher (nc, bd) ch.9-10
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
IX.
For the whole afternoon Karen could barely keep herself focused on her teaching.
The two ben wa balls had kept her in a constant state of arousal, even though
she tried to make as little movement as possible. And when she did have
to move around in the classroom, the two balls sent jolts of excitement
through her body. For a couple of times she almost fell down onto her knees,
and had to steady herself by holding on to a desk or a shelf. She even
tried to speak louder than usual, fearing that her students would somehow
hear the noise made by the two balls, but from time to time, her voice would
get weak and tremble. "Are you okay, Miss Johnson?" a student asked. "Yeah,
I'm fine," Karen answered defensively. "I just have to sit down for a while,
" she said, taking the opportunity to sit down behind the desk.
It was only after she had sat down with her legs crossed that she
realized how wet she was. Her g-string was already soaked with her juices,
and now she must have wetted the back of her skirt as well. The skirt was
dark blue, so hopefully it wouldn't be too noticeable. While her mind raced
in panic, her body only became even more aroused. Uncontrollably, she squeezed
her legs together, and her breath quickened. She looked at the clock. Three
minutes to go! Oh God, she thought, I have to wait for the students to go
first. With a shaking voice she continued to teach, until the bell rang
at last. "Alright, goodbye everyone, see you tomorrow!" She tried to speak
in a cheerful voice as much as possible, praying silently that the students
could pack their stuff faster. While she pretended to be busy tidying up
her desk, she was already squeezing her legs again impatiently. Please,
just go! She shouted in her mind as she watched the last student pack his
stuff, her face blushing with excitement. "Goodbye, Miss Johnson!" "Oh...goodbye,
Mike!" Just fucking leave! She screamed in her mind. As soon as the door
of the classroom closed behind the boy, Karen couldn't help but reached
down and pressed her clit while she squeezed her legs together as hard as
she could, bringing herself to a powerful orgasm. "Ooooooh!" She let out
a moaned and collapsed on her desk, gasping.
After she had finally gathered enough strength to get up, Karen
tidied up her clothes and found out that now even the front of her skirt
was wet. She had to clean herself up in the toilet. Covering the front of
her skirt with a textbook, she sheepishly slipped out of the classroom.
"Ah, Miss Johnson, there you are," Karen almost jumped when she
heard the voice of Laura, the principal's secretary, behind her back. "Oh,
h--hi, Laura," "Hi, Miss Johnson, Dr Jackson is looking for you." Laura
was a strong and serious-looking woman in her late-thirties who always addressed
teachers by their surnames, and Karen had always found her friendly but
too serious and old-fashioned. "Wh-what is it all about?" Karen asked nervously.
"I think Dr Jackson would like to speak to you about your performance. You
have been teaching here for what, three months now right?" "C-Can it wait?
I mean, can I go and see him in a couple of minutes? I just have to go--
-" "Don't worry, dear," the secretary interrupted her, "from what I've heard,
Dr Jackson has nothing but nice things to say about you. He'll be busy
later and it'll take just a minute. C'mon..." Grabbing her by her arm, Laura
was almost dragging the reluctant teacher along to the principal's office.
Oh God, Karen thought to herself, just make it quick! And then I'll have
to go and meet Ben....
"Ah, Miss Johnson! It's really nice to see you," said Dr Jackson warmly
as he shook her hand, "please, have a seat." Karen felt slightly more relaxed
as she was partially hidden behind Dr Jackson's large desk. The run with
Laura had got her juices flowing again. Now all she wanted was for this
conversation to be over so that she could go to meet Ben, even though it
would mean more whipping and abusing. I don't care, she thought, just let
me come, and take those damn balls out.
"Now, Miss Johnson," Dr Jackson's voice brought her back to reality,
"like I said before, you've created some amazing changes in Amy, and in
general your students all enjoy your classes. In fact, I was told that they're
particularly attentive in your classes." "O-oh really? I-I'm glad to hear
that," Karen answered, hoping that the principal would never find out the
reason why her students were so attentive. "I understand that you have a
very special method to maintain the attention of your students and to encourage
them," Dr Jackson continued, still smiling warmly. "Ex-excuse me?" Karen
asked, the shock had almost made her forget about the sensation between
her legs. "I know, Miss Johnson, I know," said Dr Jackson, "I know what's
been going on between you and Amy, and I also know how you've helped Mara
Lloyd with her Spanish class, or how you help Mark Simpson with the basketball
team. And I guess I must thank you for your contribution to our school,"
he said with a wide grin.
"Oh God!" Karen exclaimed. "Please, Dr Jackson, let me explain..."
"No, you don't have to explain. I know everything. I've seen them," said
Dr Jackson as he took some videotapes out of a drawer in his desk. "You
see, I have installed some closed-circuit cameras in various places in this
school. This is a little hobby of mine."
"You could never guess what the teenagers these days can be up to,
and I have to say that I'm really impressed sometimes. And then I saw Mark
and Steve's--how should I call it? Alright--remedial class with Amy. Much
as I would like to join in, a condition of mine made it impossible for me
to perform what I would very much like to do. Which is a great regret for
both me and Laura, whom I dearly love."
Too shock to say anything, Karen just sat in the chair as Dr Jackson
went on. "And then you came along," he said as he eyed her body lustfully.
"With the cameras in the storerooms, the locker room and the lab, I've been
watching your adventure from the beginning. And although I can't see what
has happened in the classrooms and outside the school, it was already quite
enough for me. And I think I have to thank you, because there must be something
special in you that makes me feel...alive again. Look," smiling contentedly,
Dr Jackson stood up. Following his gaze, Karen saw his raging hard-on,
threatening to burst out of his pants. "Since you are the person who has
restored its power for me," said Dr Jackson as he approached her, "I think
it's very appropriate that you should be more involved with it, right? Otherwise,
you know how I can destroy your career as a teacher. You have got no proof
for your side of the story, whereas we will all support each other's version..."
"Oh, no, oh, no!" Karen felt like the world was falling apart. A
pair of strong hands grabbed her shoulders from behind, and she was pulled
backwards together with the chair. "Let us look at you baby," Laura cooed.
"Look, Simon! She's already wet!" She exclaimed as she saw the wet spot
on Karen's skirt. "No!" Karen protested as Laura grabbed her arms and held
them together behind the back of the chair. She closed her eyes and blushed
in shame as Dr Jackson came over and lifted her skirt. "Yes! Look at her,
she's all wet!" "No! Please! Let me go!" Karen struggled frantically, knowing
very well what he would discover next. Laura held her tightly and, fending
off her kicks, Dr Jackson slipped her skirt off together with the g-string.
He paused when he saw the tags of the Ben Wa balls, and then he burst out
laughing. "Look Simon!" said Laura laughing. "Didn't I tell you? she's a
real slut!" "No!" Karen protested, sobbing. "It was Ben! He put them inside
me!" "So this is what you and Ben were doing during lunch time. I should
have installed a camera in his room too. But you certainly did enjoy it,
didn't you, slut?" Dr Jackson grabbed the tags and steadily pulled the
Ben Wa balls out, drawing a loud moan from Karen. She moaned even louder
when he replaced the balls with his two fingers and began finger-fucking
her. "You like that don't you, slut? You want to come, don't you?" he asked.
"Oh, oh," Karen moaned and wriggled in her chair. Sensing that her struggles
had subsided, Laura let go of her arms and ripped her shirt off and then
used it to tie her hands behind the back of the chair. "Tell him, slut!"
she said as she grabbed Karen's rock-hard nipples and pinched them. "Beg
him to let you come!" "P-please," said Karen, gasping, "let me c-come..."
"Call him master!" Laura ordered, "tell him you want to be his slave!" Under
both the pain and pleasure, Karen succumbed. "Please..." she pleaded, "please
m-master I-I want to be your sl-slave! Please! Let me come! Oh! AH!" She
cried out loudly as Dr Jackson jammed his fingers deep into her pussy, and
her whole body squirmed and wriggled as she came violently.
"Should we take her to your place now?" Laura asked Dr Jackson as
Karen slumped on the chair, panting. "Not yet," he answered. "I can't wait,
let's have some fun here first." He then took out a ball gag and gagged
Karen with it. "Now Karen," he said, "as your master, I have a little gift
for you, which is also to thank you for what you've done for this school."
He said, chuckling. With these words he produced a little velvet case. When
he opened it, Karen could see two gold rings inside. Puzzled as first, she
soon realized what they're for when Laura began caressing her nipples. "Hmmmm!"
She struggled and screamed under her gag. "Simon," said Laura, "I think
she needs more encouragement. May I?" "Sure," said Dr Jackson as he took
out a whip and handed it to Laura, "I know you've always wanted to try this."
Karen looked at Laura and shook her head wildly. "Stop that, slut!
And take this!" said Laura as she brought the whip heavily down on Karen's
breasts, just above the nipples. "Hmmm! Hmmmm!" Karen winced and screamed
in pain as Laura whipped her breasts again and again, until finally she
couldn't scream anymore. "Now, will you accept the gift of your master?"
With her eyes filled with tears, Karen nodded. "Great! Let's get to work!"
said Dr Jackson cheerfully. As Karen watched in horror, he took a long needle
and, pulling out one of her nipples, slowly pushed the needle through it,
drawing a tiny drop of blood. Karen closed her eyes and moaned in agony
as her nipple was pierced. Pulling the needle out, Dr Jackson immediately
attached a ring to her nipple. Karen was shaking when he finished with the
other nipple, her eyes wet with tears.
"Oh, oh," Karen whined when her gag was removed. "C'mon, slut, thank
you master!" Laura ordered, "or I'll whip you again! I just love to whip
those tits and watch them bounce!" "Oh, no, please!" Karen pleaded, "I can't
take it any more!" "Then thank him!" "Oh, yes, yes...." blushing with shame
and with her head lowered, Karen said meekly. "Th-thank you, m-master."
"Good!" Simon Jackson chuckled. "Now I can't wait to fuck that hot, slutty
cunt of yours!" Together with Laura he lifted Karen off the chair and laid
her on his desk. Spreading her legs, he entered her in one deep thrust.
Grabbing her breasts, he began fucking her, and immediately Karen began
moaning. Laura began undressing as she watched them. Then she climbed on
the desk and straddled Karen's face. "C'mon, slut, lick!" When Karen began
licking obediently, she grabbed Karen's head and began grinding her pussy
against her face. "Yes, lick it! Yes!" she panted, "now I just can't wait
to take you to our place!"
X.
Karen moaned loudly as she fucked Laura with a strap-on dildo eagerly, partly
because of her own impending orgasm, partly due to the encouragement of
Dr Jackson's whip on her ass, which was by now all red and burning.
The evening at Dr Jackson's place began with Karen being ordered to
fuck herself with a vibrator while he and Laura watched. Then she was made
to put on the strap-on and fuck Laura with it. When Laura complained that
Karen was moving too slowly, Dr Jackson assisted by whipping her ass, until
both women's moans signaled their climax. After that, Laura wanted to try
out all the whips and other toys that they had bought on Karen, but Dr Jackson
stopped her. "Don't worry dear, tomorrow is Friday. We've got plenty of
time."
"Hey, Simon," said Laura as they lay resting, "why don't we invite
Mark and Steve to join us tomorrow? I'm sure our pet here would like to
have a big party!" "Sure!" Dr Jackson chuckled, "and we can ask them to
bring Amy along too!" "Amy? Good idea! How about Mara and Ben? You would
want them to come too, wouldn't you, slut?" she asked Karen, stroking her
hair. "Perhaps not," Dr Jackson interrupted. "They have been very creative
so far. I want to watch what they do to her without them knowing it. I like
them to surprise us." Karen on her part could only shudder at these words.
The next day, knowing that she had a busy night--and perhaps even
an entire weekend--ahead, Karen tried to avoid as much trouble as possible,
especially from Ben, who would surely have many punishments in store for
her for missing their appointment. In the end this turned out not to be
too difficult, as she was instructed to "report to the headmaster's office"
whenever there's a break, where Dr Jackson would either have her suck him
or finger-fuck her. Karen had already come four times before the school
day was over, and the rings--or rather the idea that her nipples were now
pierced--had kept her nipples erect all the time, which made them very sore
as the piercings were still healing. When she was made to play with herself
in front of Dr Jackson and Laura, every time her hands touched the nipple-
rings, she was reminded of herself as their slave, which made her even more
excited. She took the rings between her fingers and tucked them gently,
which pleased her audience greatly.
When they first received the principal's invitation, Mark and Steve
were shocked that their acts have been discovered. But the principal quickly
assured them that he would help them to keep everything secret. And before
Dr Jackson asked them, Mark himself offered to bring Amy along.
When Mark, Steve and Amy arrived at Dr Jackson's house, they were
greeted warmly at the door. "Ah, Amy!" said Dr Jackson, "How nice to see
you here!" "N-nice to s-see you too sir," Amy replied shyly with her head
lowered. "I see that your student is very well-mannered," Dr Jackson said
as he turned to Mark and Steve, "well done!" He led his guests into the
living room, where Karen and Laura were waiting. Laura was seated on the
couch with Karen kneeling obediently at her feet. Karen was naked except
for a pair of black leather cupless bra and a matching collar, with Laura
holding the leash in her hand. Some of the marks on her body were still
visible.
Amy gasped when she saw the rings on Karen's nipples. "Hello, slut,
" said Mark chuckling as he sat down. "I must say that you look gorgeous
with those rings!" "Th-thank you, sir," Karen replied submissively. "I'm
glad you like them, Mark," said Laura. "I think they really go with her.
Do you think we should pierce her clit as well? Or maybe a post through
her tongue?" "Yeah, that would be nice," said Mark, grinning. "Would you
like one too, Amy?" Laura turned to ask the girl, who blushed and gasped
at the idea. "Come here, my dear. Let me look at you, you're so cute." As
Amy went over and stood in front of her obediently, Laura ran her hands
all over the girl's body. "What a lovely body..." said Laura as she began
undressing Amy. Amy was scared but she stood obediently as Laura undressed
her. When she was completely naked, Laura took out a pair of handcuffs and
cuffed her hands together in front of her. Then, with the men's help, she
attached the cuffs to a chain hanging down from the ceiling, and Amy was
soon hanging with her feet almost two feet off the floor, and she gasped
as she felt her weight pulling on her arms.
"Lovely..." Laura murmured as she caressed Amy's ass. "I've always
wanted to do this," she said as she picked up a whip from the floor. "When
I watched you in the video, I always wondered what it'd be like to whip
that young and athletic body..." Turning around to Karen, who had been looking
at them with concern, she removed her collar. "C'mon, my pet, why don't
you go and entertain our guests while I have a little fun with Amy." "Y-
yes, mistress," Karen answered as she got up and walked over to Mark and
Steve. "Worried about your special student?" Laura teased as she saw the
look of concerned in Karen's eyes. "Don't worry, my pet, I'll save most
of my strength for you," she said, laughing. "No, wait," said Laura. "Let's
play a little game. I'll whip Amy until you've made all three of them come.
So if you care about your special student that much, you'd better try real
hard."
"No, please--Ah!" Karen cried out as Laura whipped her cruelly across
her breasts. "Go and do it! I'll start right now!" With these words she
brought the whip down on Amy's ass, drawing a cry from the girl. Still gasping,
Karen hurried over to Mark. "Please, sir," she begged, "please fuck me!"
"I think you should serve him, slut," Dr Jackson interrupted, "he's a guest
here, after all." While Laura continued whipping Amy, Karen unzipped Mark
and began sucking him. When he was hard, she climbed on top on him and lowered
herself onto his cock, and began grinding her hips up and down. Steve and
Dr Jackson came over and stood on each of her sides. While she fucked Mark,
Karen took Steve's cock into her mouth and began jerking Dr Jackson off.
Laura had by now moved to Amy's front. Hearing Amy's cries, Karen increased
her tempo. She could feel her own orgasm coming, and she moaned as Mark
reached up to pull at her nipple-rings. Soon, Steve and Dr Jackson came
together, with Steve flooding her mouth with cum and Dr Jackson shooting
his cum all over her breasts. "Oh, oh," Karen moaned loudly after Steve
had pulled out, "please, fuck me! F-fuck me! Oh, oh!" At this Mark couldn't
hold back any longer and, grabbing Karen's ass, he thrust all the way up
into her and came deep inside her hot pussy.
Laura kept her word and stopped whipping Amy, whose breasts and back
were already criss-crossed with red welts. Amy's eyes were filled with tears
when they unchained her and brought her over to her teacher who was lying
on the floor. "Oh I'm sorry Amy, I'm sorry," Karen whispered as she held
the girl in her arms. "Amy, clean your teacher up," Dr Jackson ordered.
As they watched, Amy began kissing Karen, licking the cum off her face.
Slowly, she licked her way down to Karen's breasts. Karen couldn't help
moaning as Amy's tongue flicked on her pierced nipples, and she closed her
eyes in pleasure. When Amy reached her pussy, she was already trembling
with excitement. She moaned and held Amy's head gently and spread her legs.
Watching their performance gave the three men a hard-on again, and Amy was
immediately called to serve them. Dr Jackson lay down on the floor and Amy
was made to straddle him, while Steve entered her ass from behind and Mark
took her by her mouth, and Laura made Karen lick her while she watch. Not
wanting Karen to feel left out, she gave Karen a dildo to fuck herself with,
which Karen did eagerly. Afterwards, Karen was made to return the favor
to Amy by licking the men's cum off her body.
After Karen had cleaned Amy up, Mark and Steve suggested that they
let the girl go home first, but she surprised everyone by refusing. "It...it's
okay," she said, almost whispering, with her head lowered, and blushing.
"My-my parents are away for the weekend. They w-won't know if I'm home or
not..." "No!" Karen interrupted her, "Amy! Go home!" "Hey Karen," Steve
said chuckling, amazed that some kind of bond had formed between the two.
"Your student says she wants to stay. Didn't you hear that?" "No!" Karen
pleaded, "please let her go!" "Shut up, slut!" Dr Jackson scolded as he
slapped Karen's breasts. "Looks like our pet still needs more discipline,
" he said to Laura as Karen whimpered and rubbed her breasts. "Yes, definitely,
" Laura answered, "but let's have dinner first."
Dinner was then prepared and served, with Karen and Amy waiting on
the four of them. After their masters and mistress had eaten, the two slaves
were told to get down on their hands and knees. Food was given to them in
two plates, which they're ordered to lap up. Karen felt humiliated, but
at the same time she could feel her pussy getting wetter and wetter. When
they had finished, they were ordered to lick each other's face clean.
"Why don't you guys go to the bedroom and wait for us," said Laura
when they were done, "we'll catch up with you in just a second." Karen watched
as the three man led Amy upstairs on a leash. "Now slut," said Laura as
she proceeded to cuff Karen's hands behind her back. "I think you have embarrassed
me enough in front of my guests, even though they already knew what a worthless
slut you are." "Pl-ease, mistress, I'm sorry!" Karen's pleading was stopped
when Laura gagged her with a ball-gag. Next, she rolled Karen over onto
her stomach. She then took out two candles and lit them. Karen's eyes opened
wide with horror as she saw this. "Now, take this, slut! This is your punishment
for talking back!" said Laura as she let the molten wax dripped onto the
fair skin of Karen's back. With her hands cuffed securely behind her back,
Karen could do nothing except squirming and moaning under her gag as the
hot wax fell onto her back. When her back and her ass were all covered with
wax, Laura turned her over. "Hmmm!" Karen cried out in horror under her
gag as she saw Laura standing over her, smiling, with the candles in her
hand. "Don't worry, my pet," Laura cooed as she caressed Karen breasts,
"you'll love this." With these words she tilted the candles and let a first
drop of wax fall onto Karen's left breast. "Hmmm!" Karen cried out in pain.
As she winced and writhed, Laura's hand wandered above her breasts. She
was struggling so much that Laura had to call Dr Jackson for help. Dr Jackson
came down and held Karen's legs while Laura carried on.
When Karen's breasts were all covered with wax, Laura moved her way
down to her belly. She even aimed a few drops of wax at her shaven pussy,
and Karen screamed in agony. When they finally stopped, Karen was totally
exhausted. She was trembling lightly, and her body, where it was not covered
with wax, was covered with sweat. "Look at her, Simon, isn't she lovely?"
said Laura as she ran her hands lovingly along Karen's body. "Let's clean
her up, I want her to fuck me." She rolled Karen over again and, picking
up a whip, she began whipping Karen's back until the dried wax fell off.
When she was finished with the back, they rolled the trembling and whimpering
Karen over. Knowing what was to come next, Karen shook her head wildly and
whimpered under her gag. But despite her pleading, Laura went on to "clean
up" her breasts, her belly and her thighs. Soon the drops of dried wax on
Karen's body were replaced by vivid red marks of the whip. "Oh, oh, please
stop!" Karen begged when her gag was finally removed. She felt like her
body was on fire, and she moaned and shuddered when Laura took a double-
headed dildo and inserted one end into her dripping-wet pussy. Next, Laura
took out a small chain of about one foot long and attached its two ends
to Karen's nipple rings. Lowering herself onto the other end of the dildo,
she held the chain in the middle and began riding Karen. "Fuck me, slut!
Fuck me!" Laura moaned as she rode Karen like a pony, tucking the chain
from time to time, causing her to cry out loudly. As Laura urged, Karen
thrust upwards to meet Laura's thrusts, hoping that Laura would come quickly,
thus ending her torment sooner. When Laura finally came, she tucked at
the chain so hard that Karen thought her nipples would come off, but despite
the pain she also came violently.
After Laura had come, she climbed off Karen and, with her hands still
cuffed behind her back and the dildo still in her pussy, Karen was led upstairs
by the chain on her nipple-rings. "C'mon, pet," said Laura, "let's see how
your student is doing."
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