Message-ID: <11784eli$9805312043@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: "Road Runner" Subject: (ASSM) New: Slave Teacher, Ch.7 (nc, bd) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Content-Type: text/plain Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <19980531215346.10720.qmail@hotmail.com> The contents 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. Again comments and suggestions are welcome, and thanks again to those who sent their comments on earlier chapters. **Please understand that I won't be able to Email the story to individuals. I will repost the story later when/if there're more chapters and when I've corrected some typos in the earlier ones. 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 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. -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----