Message-ID: <18852eli$9901220243@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: "Road Runner" Subject: RP by Request: Slave Teacher (nc, bd) Ch.7-8 Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Mime-Version: 1.0 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: <19990105041854.22209.qmail@hotmail.com> RP by Request: Slave Teacher (nc, bd) Ch.7-8 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 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 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 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 be clearly 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 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, 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 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, 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 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 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 the 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 moisture 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 tied 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 breasted 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 all deserve a reward. And Ms 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? Ms 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!" -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----