Part 1

Laura Brennan, principal of Brandon High, looked at her watch. She liked to keep the students, she was about to discipline, waiting. Ten minutes over the time. She pushed the button of her intercom. "Sally, you might send Mr. Stevens in now." "I'm sorry, Mrs. Brennan, he has not arrived yet." How dare he! He had been caught, having sex with a student in the gym, and now he was too late for detention. "Oh, wait, he just comes in." "Send him in! IMMEDIATELY!" He certainly would pay for this disrespect of her authority. He entered her office, looking at her very arrogantly. Already, Laura Brennan could feel her temper rising a few degrees.

"Young man, when you have an appointment with me, I expect you to be on time. Especially with regard to the subject, we are to deal with." "Sorry, I've been busy with my science project." Mrs. Brennan did her best to stay calm. "Just who do you think you are? - And by the way, I'd really appreciate, if you look me in the eyes, when I'm talking to you and stop ogling my chest." Already, she had come to the decision to throw him out of the college, no matter, what he would have to say. "But, it's a really important project. I'm sure you'll understand, when I show it to you." With this, he pulled a device out of his pocket, that vaguely reminded her of a TV remote control.

When he pointed it at her and pushed a button, she felt a quick sharp pain in her head. As soon as it had appeared, however, it was gone. "Now, do you understand the importance of my project?" he asked her. He seemed to be right, it was a very important project. "Yes, of course." Again, he pushed the button, again, she felt a quick pain, a little bit less intense, than the first one. "First, you should give your secretary the day off, as you will be busy with me for the rest of the day. And I feel, you should apologize for lecturing me so rudely." Mrs. Brennan saw, how this would take the rest of the day, so she gave Sally the rest of the day off. Then she remembered, how she had lost her countenance. "Listen, I'm sorry, I raised my voice. I can see now, how important your project is." <PUSH> "And you very much enjoy it, when a hot young stud like me, leers at your big tits."

He grinned, when he saw her straighten her back, causing her gigantic tits to stand out. What was it, she had wanted to say? It was hard to concentrate, when Gary stared so openly at her breasts. Not that she did mind. She loved the effect she still had on her young male students, especially on hot studs like Gary Stevens. "You've got a great pair of tits, Mrs. Brennan. Show them a bit more. Open your jacket." <PUSH> "You don't mind me being rude to you. In fact, you'll feel flattered, when a hot guy like me talks to you like that. You're even slightly aroused." Laura Brennan barely noticed the quick bolt of pain in her head. For a moment, she was taken aback by Gary Stevens' foul language, but then, she thought, from his point of view, he obviously meant it as a compliment.

And besides, he was right. He really couldn't see that much. She undid the top four buttons, not minding, that all she was wearing underneath was a black silk bra. Could it be, that she was starting to get aroused a bit? "Wow! Those have to be the biggest hooters, I've ever seen. Shake them for me, shake them like a slutty stripper would." <PUSH> He noticed with satisfaction, that she already didn't show any reaction to his device, besides the fact, that her mind was now completely open to his suggestions. He openly ogled her jiggling tits while he encouraged her. "Yeah, shake 'em, make them jiggle! By the way, what size are those babies." My breasts are a 40EE-cup," she answered, not minding at all, that she was obscenely shaking her breasts in front of one of her students.

<PUSH> "Baby, monsters like these aren't called breasts. Come on Laura, think of a few proper names. I only will touch them, if you ask me like a blonde big-titted bimbo slut would. And you're desperate for me to touch them. That would make your nasty cunt so hot." The principal thought, it would make her very hot, to have this stud touch her... TITS. A small part of her mind knew, that she shouldn't ask him, but her desperation was stronger. "Gary, I would really like it, if you touch my boobs." <PUSH> "Not bad, but you can do better. And for you Laura, it's Mr. Stevens or SIR from now on. It's a way to show the respect, I so much deserve. I, however, will call you Laura from now on, which is perfectly okay for you, since it shows, how close we are about to get."

"Would you touch my titties, Mr. Stevens? PLEASE? They're all natural 40EE hooters, and they are yearning for your touch, Sir." She didn't know, where it came from, but somehow, it felt right to call him 'Sir'. Laura Brennan hoped, he would notice, how much she respected him. Maybe it would even get him in the mood to touch her tits, that were aching for his touch. The principal of his college was shaking her tits for him, begging him to touch them and calling him 'Sir'. And this was just the beginning. Gary Stevens' cock was painfully erect, when he thought of all the things, that laid in store for the big-titted whore in front of him. <PUSH> "The moment I touch you, you will have a small orgasm, which will make you yearn for more."

"That's really nice of you, Laura. You don't mind, if I call you 'Laura', do you?" She smiled at him. "I appreciate it, Mr. Stevens. In fact, I'm hoping, we will be able to get much closer." Now was the moment he had been dreaming of. Gary reached forward with his left hand and touched her right tit. He was surprised by its firmness, which he tested by pressing his fingers and thumb into her tit-flesh. For a woman in her mid-thirties, she had perfect titties, titties most of her female students would kill for. He chuckled, when he saw her shudder at his touch, clenching her thighs. "Is that close enough for you, Laura?" he asked her. She giggled, pushing her boobs forward. "Well, it's a start, Sir."

<PUSH> "Now that you experienced an orgasm, just from me touching your tits, you yearn for more. You'll do anything to get me to fuck you, no matter, what it is. You know beyond any doubt, that you must obey me to the letter, or else you won't get fucked. And you need to get fucked so desperately, knowing, that I will give you the best sex, you've ever had." Gary pulled her blouse down her shoulders, exposing her still bra-encased tits completely. "You look, like you're ready for more, Laura?" The mixture of lust and desperation in her eyes was priceless. "Oh God, please, Mr. Stevens, fuck me. I need it so much." "You could take out my cock and blow me, for starters," he commented. There was only a fraction of a second of hesitation, before Laura Brennan's hand moved to his zipper and let his already erect cock spring free.

She usually didn't take a cock in her mouth, finding it disgusting and humiliating. Yet she so desperately needed to get fucked by Mr. Stevens, she felt the best way to get, what she wanted, was to show her compliance. With his right hand Gary got a solid grip on her neck, while his left pushed the button. <PUSH> "Once you taste my cock, you feel that you like it. The more you feed it into your mouth, the better it will taste. You'll be desperate to get it all in, until it will be down in your throat... Oh, and you will be very grateful, that I'll help you to deep-throat me, by forcing your head down, until you get it all in, and your nose touches my pubic hair."

"Take it in, Laura. This dick will be going all the way down into your hot mouth, so you can get it ready to pound that needy cunt of yours," he told the principal, while he applied some pressure to her neck, pulling her face towards his crotch. He could tell, that she didn't have much experience in cock-sucking, but what she missed in experience, she made up with enthusiasm. Besides, he would be glad to teach her to become a real good cock-sucking slut. Right now, the knowledge alone of having his dick halfway down the college principal's throat was enough to nearly send him over the edge. 'Power corrupts,' he thought, 'but it feels very good,' his thought continued, when he felt her tongue licking along his shaft.

Laura Brennan was more than surprised. His cock tasted... wonderful. While she had started to blow him, because she had hoped, he would fuck her needy cunt, if she obeyed him, she now was determined, to get more of his delicious shaft into her mouth. When she felt him pushing her head forward, she silently thanked him, that he was so considerate to help her get him all the way in. He seemed to be a very generous lover. When she felt the tip of his dick at the entrance of her throat, she began to gag on it. Gary grabbed her hair and pulled her head off of his cock. "Take a deep breath, slut, because now you're going to take it all in." The principal wanted to comply, because of his foul language, but already he had pulled her face down over his cock again.

Now all that mattered, was that cock in her throat. Wanting to keep it there, she started to breathe through her nose, which didn't prevent her, however, from gagging around it. This led to a wonderful cock-massage for Gary, who again found himself on the verge of coming. 'Not yet', he thought, and pulled her head off of his cock, by grabbing the underside of her chin. Laura looked pleadingly up at him, yearning for his cum. "Lean forward, slut. Now you're going to fuck me with those big titties of yours. But do it nice and slow, I don't want to cum yet." Laura Brennan would have preferred if he continued to fuck her mouth, but she did comply, feeling he deserved to be obeyed.

Looking at him with her best sultry smile, she nevertheless felt the need to express her feelings about his dirty language. "Sir, I really like fucking you, and I'm eager to pleasure you with my tits or cunt, but I am no slut. I would appreciate, if you watch your mouth, Sir." What the hell was the big-titted bitch talking about? This outburst of independent thinking definitely called for a <PUSH> "Laura, I think, it's time we establish some basic rules here. First, you will never question me again. In fact, you'll happily absorb everything I say from now on and will do, whatever I tell you to. Second, it arouses you beyond anything you ever experienced, when I'm mean to you, verbally and physically. You might not like it rationally, but you will find, that your own libido will betray you to a point, where humiliation and physical pain will become aphrodisiacs to you."

Then he looked down on her with a grin. "Listen, babe. I don't want to waste my time with some stuck-up bitch, who tells me, what to do and not to do. And besides, you're the principal here, and you just sucked your student's dick and told me, that you're eager to pleasure me with... what were your words... your TITS and CUNT. And even now, as I talk to you, you already have your hooters around my pole and are tit-fucking me like a street-whore." He grinned inwardly, when he saw her shudder with each abuse. "You look pretty much like a slut to me. I mean, how would you call yourself, cunt?" Laura Brennan gasped at the last word, realizing, that Mr. Stevens was absolutely right. She might not have liked it on a rational level, but her body cried out YES! I AM A SLUT AND WHORE!

"I'm sorry, Mr. Stevens." "So you admit, that you're a big-titted cock-sucking slut, who gets off on pleasuring one of her students like a common street-whore." Now she was shaking wildly. If she hadn't needed her hands to press her hooters against Mr. Stevens' hard pole, she would have driven them right into her sopping snatch. "Oh God, yes!" "Then admit it! Speak after me: I, Laura Brennan, principal of Brandon High..." "I, Laura Brennan principal of Brandon High..." "Slut, there's no need to stop tit-fucking me... admit, that I'm a big titted cock-sucking slut..." She continued, moving her boobs up and down on his shaft. "admit, that I'm a big-titted cock-sucking slut OHGOD..." "which gets off on behaving like a common street-whore..." "nngghh... which gets off on behaving like a common street-whore... Oh Mr. Stevens, it never felt this good."

Her transformation into a slut was complete. So far so good. But Gary needed to know, to which extremes his device could bring him. For safety reasons, he used it again <PUSH> "Laura, you hadn't noticed until today, but you realize now, that you are property, MY property, to be used like I use my car or my stereo. I own you like a piece of furniture. And from this day on, I will treat you accordingly. You have no rights to your own. I have all the rights, to do with you as I like, because I am your master and you are my slave. You feel, that you are such a lucky slave, to have me as your owner, and you will serve and worship me, with all your heart. While you continue your statement, you'll get more and more aroused, and you will come, as soon as you'll have finished it."

Gary Stevens reached around her head to hold her neck in a solid grip. "I also declare, that from this day on..." "I also declare, that from this day on..." "I will be the personal fucktoy of Mr. Stevens." "I... OHGOD... I will be the personal fucktoy for Mr. Stevens." "My mouth, my tits, my cunt and my ass are his to use..." "My mouth, my tits, my cunt and my ass are his to use..." Gary noticed with satisfaction, that with each sentence she was working her tits harder on his schlong. "whenever, wherever and however he decides..." "whenever, wherever and however he decides... AAAHHH!" The last statement was too much for the principal. She was coming like she had never before. For a second, she was deeply worried, at what kind of a woman she had become, but the pleasure that rippled through her body, quickly washed all her worries away.

Laura Brennan totally absorbed her new personality. If there was one thing, that was crystal clear to her, it was the fact, that Mr. Stevens owned her. She was his slave and toy, and this thought made her so happy, she thought her heart would burst. She would love, honor and worship this god-like titan, with every fiber of her body and soul. Grabbing her hair, he pulled her up to her feet. She was barely able to stand, so weak felt she in his presence. With a hard push to her tits, he shoved her back down onto her desk. She gasped, when she felt him pull the crotch of her panties to the side and ram three fingers into her wet twat.

"Tell me, toy," he ordered her, "tell me, how you feel about your new role in life. Tell me all about your likes and dislikes." The principal nearly fainted, being allowed to express her feelings for her owner. "Oh my beloved Master, I've never been happier in my life. I worship you from the bottom of my soul, and I only have one desire. It's the sole purpose of my life and the reason for my existence: I am your subservient slave and toy, who loves you and lives to serve you in every imaginable way. I want you, to draw pleasure from my body, however you like. Use me for your satisfaction and convenience. As for my dislikes, I don't have any. How could I, being allowed to serve you as your totally devoted slave and toy?"

Now that was impressive. Gary had known, he was good. Now, he realized, he was a genius. His control over Laura Brennan appeared to be without any limit. He forced himself to calm down. The contracting cunt muscles of the principal brought him back to reality. He withdrew his hand and pushed his fingers into her mouth. "Clean my fingers, cunt." He would have never thought, how much devotion and worship cut be put in the simple act, of licking some fingers. Laura Brennan's mouth and tongue actually made love to his digits. Recalling her statement, he pulled his fingers out of her mouth and slapped her across her face. "You called me 'Master'. What did I tell you to call me, slave?" Laura felt sick. She had displeased her Master. She began sobbing.

"I'm sorry Ma... Sir. Please, Mr. Stevens punish me. I deserve it." Gary hadn't minded at all being called 'Master'. At least, that was exactly what he was to her. It just had been another test. He patted her head. "Now, now, stop crying. I know, you didn't want to offend me." Laura's heart nearly stopped beating at his kindness. "But be warned. You have to follow my instructions to the letter. Now turn around and bend over the desk. I want to test the depths of my slave's ass. Ever had a cock in there." "No Sir", she answered, while she quickly jumped off the desk to turn around and present her ass to her owner, reveling in the fact, that he would be her first.

"It might hurt," he told her. She looked over her shoulder. "I know, Sir, but please, just use my ass to your liking. I will be so honored, if you draw satisfaction from taking my ass." These were good news to Gary. He always had wanted to fuck a woman's ass, and now he had a perfectly tight female ass in front of him and knew, that he could do with it, whatever came to his mind, that he simply would not need to worry, if he was hurting her or not. With a feeling of god-like power, he positioned his cock at the entrance of her ass, spread her cheeks apart and rammed home.

Her scream of pain, when he got half of his pole into her un-lubed ass at the first attempt was music to his ears. He slapped her buttocks. "Relax, toy. It is your owner's wish to use your ass." With that, he withdrew and rammed back in, eliciting another scream from her. Yet, he could feel, how she tried to relax her muscles to allow him further access. She even pushed back on his cock, helping him to get about two thirds of it into her. With his third attempt and her help, he went balls-deep into the principal's fantastic behind. God, she was tight! Bent over her back he grabbed her hair and yanked her head back. "Tell me, how you feel, slut," he hissed into her ear, "tell your owner, how much you love to be his ass-whore."

She looked back at him over her shoulder through tear-stained eyes, smiling lovingly at him. "I love it, Sir. It deeply hurts, and that makes me so happy, because it reminds me of who I am, your loving and happy property, to have her ass stuffed with your glorious cock." Gary slapped her quivering buttocks again. "Good answer. I'm very pleased with you, my toy. Now relax some more, 'cause I want to give that tight ass a good, hard pounding. Laura's heart melted, when her master so openly praised her. She wanted to be the best anal-whore for her owner. She relaxed some more and began to slightly move her ass in circles, feeling his dick move within her tight channel. Nothing ever had been this good. She lived to have his cock stuffed into her butt-hole.

Gary grabbed her wrists and bent her arms backwards, pushing her upper body flat down onto the wooden surface of the desk. Then he began fucking her, slowly at first, so he wouldn't hurt himself, but when she relaxed more and more, her ass finally accepting its intruder, he built up rhythm, until he was pounding the principal's ass like a jackhammer. Her screams had turned into whimpers and then into moans, as all there was left was pure pleasure of being allowed to serve her master with her ass. At the beginning, she tried to fuck him back, but each time she moved too much, he raised her wrists, pressing her upper body further into the desk, until she understood.

She just had to lay there, offering him her ass. Right at this moment, that was, what she was to him, just a piece of ass, for him to plunder. She was an object, a masturbation accessory. He wasn't fucking his slave, he was masturbating himself inside the ass he owned. She just lay there, panting, lost in erotic bliss at being used, enjoying the burning sensations in her ass and the rough wooden surface of the desk rubbing her nipples and tits, that were pushed into it. But most of all, she reveled in the fact, that she was capable of pleasuring him with her body.

From time to time, he slapped her ass hard, which only added to her arousal. She understood, that he didn't do it to punish her, but because hurting her appealed to him. Laura felt, he should use her and hurt her, as much as he wanted. After all, she was just a toy, and it was perfectly right, that he should use his property to gain maximum pleasure and satisfaction from it. He was using her so hard now, that with each forward thrust, her cunt was pushed against the edge of the desk, bringing new sensations of pleasured pain to the panting woman.

When she heard him grunt, she knew, he was about to cum. Happily she prepared herself to receive his glorious seed in her ass. He had other plans, though, pulling out of her and yanking her by her hair down onto her knees again. He stood over her, wanking his cock two or three time, before he began shooting his load. Gary felt like he was marking his property, carefully aiming at her happy face, her well-combed blonde hair and especially her gigantic hooters. He couldn't remember ever coming so hard, but then he never had such a willing toy at hand. Seeing her smiling happily and stupidly at him, was more, than he had ever dreamt of. Damn this bitch was hot!

When Laura started to get up, he stopped her. "Stay, where you are. You look good on your knees. And thrust out your fantastic jugs." The principal looked dreamily at him. She looked good to him, and he had complimented her on her jugs. "You may rub your needy cunt, while I tell you, how things are gonna be from now on." She silently thanked him for his kindness. Her cunt really was so needy. "You will continue to work as the principal here and will do absolutely nothing to draw any attention to our relationship. Of course, you will always be available for me, especially for fucking-" she sighed, when she heard this "-and you will help me get other slaves."

Gary began to dress, while he continued. "You will spend the rest of the day, making a list of women and girls you know, that I might want to own. Think about your friends and the female staff and students here. You live alone, do you?" "Yes, Mr. Stevens." "Good, this evening at 7:00, I will visit you. You will have dinner ready, and you will present your list of potential slaves to me." Her heart beat faster, when she learnt, that her master would visit her this evening. "Sir, my daughter will visit me this evening." "Your daughter? How old is she?" "Seventeen, Sir." "How does she look?" "She's very beautiful, long legs, tight ass, and she has a pair of still growing 38D-cup tits. She would make a great slave."

Had Gary needed another proof of Laura Brennan's complete transformation, here it was, as she advertised her own daughter like a piece of meat. He walked over to the principal and patted her head. "You did very well, slave. I'm more than pleased with you." He grinned, when she shook with desire. Picking up her bra and panties he told her "You may get dressed now. I'll keep your underwear. Go and buy something sexier than this for you and your daughter to wear. The skimpier the better. See you." With a sharp slap to her ass, he left the principal, who instantly set to her task.