Message-ID: <24579asstr$960444612@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-Message-ID: <20000607210029.49251.qmail@hotmail.com> From: "Gym Dog" Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; format=flowed Subject: {ASSM} NEW: Blackmailed by TA (teen, reluc, spank, virg, public) (2/3) Date: Thu, 8 Jun 2000 02:10:12 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: IceAltar, gill-bates NEW: Blackmailed by TA (teen, reluc, spank, virg, public) ADULTS ONLY: The following story contains sexual content and descriptions. If you are under 18, or if you live in a community where the reading of such material is illegal, please do not continue. Permission is given to show this story only on free non-commercial web-sites if kept in original form with credit going to GymDog. All accounts in this story are pure fiction. Blackmailed by TA (2/3) By GymDog (Meeting with Professor Kent) The next day I remembered what Prof. Kent said to the two sophomore students. I looked up his schedule on my computer, and since I was considered faculty, I was able to see his last class finished at 3:30. I caught up with him on his way out of class and asked if we could talk for a minute. Mr. Kent and I went back to his office and he closed the door. "You haven't had an art class for over a year. What were you doing in Jenna's session?" "Well, Mr. Kent, It wasn't exactly Jenna's session." I then went on to tell that these two girls owed me a big favor and I was planning on embarrassing them a bit when Jenna sort of stole the show." Mr. Kent laughed. He said, "Jenna is one of our brightest artists and has a way about her that makes half of the factory want to screw her." "That sort of brings me to my point, Mr. Kent. I heard that you were doing a session with Matt & Lisa tonight and thought I could assist you." Not following me, "What does screwing Jenna have to do with that" I pulled out a diskette and said, "I'm offering pictures to you of her screwing me." I went on to say, "These are very explicit, and she gave me one wild ride. I'm sure she might be persuaded to do a session herself to guarantee the rest of the art faculty don't see her so compromised." "How did you get the pictures?" I then told him and he sat back with a big daydreaming smile. (Thursday Night) I met Prof. Kent at the upstairs studio where we were shortly joined by Matt and Lisa. Kent brought out a few copies of Rolling Stone magazine and showed them pictures of painted people. He wanted to get three good photos for his portfolio. He explained that he was hoping to do some freelance work over the summer, and he would need cutting edge stuff like this to make him stand out. Matt and Lisa were with him yesterday as he was going to make up some assignments for them to get extra credit. They were both at the bottom of the class, and since Matt was always straight A student he'd do anything. Lisa had to get B's to keep her scholarship and would probably get a "D" without some help. Lisa asked if anyone at the school would see the work, and Prof. Kent said it was highly unlikely. He did get them to sign a model release form, "Since I may have to prove that you are both over 18." Looking at Lisa, she could pass for 16 or so and had just enough baby fat to make all of her curves perfect. We all went back into a "dressing room" area where he asked both of the kids to get undressed and take a shower. Kent said, "You need to get all of the oils off of your skin, so help each other with the hard to reach areas." Matt was smiling and Lisa seemed un-impressed but not offended. After coming out and drying off, he asked each of them to sit on a stool. He moved a light around both of them looking at their skin and said, "Lisa, your skin is not clean enough. Have John here give you another washing and be sure he uses one of the rough sponges." She took my hand and led me to the shower. After she got wet, I pulled her close to the side and lathered her backside with my bare hands. I then took the sponges and gave her a good cleaning. We repeated with the other side, but since I didn't want to hurt her breasts, I asked her to do those with the scrub brushes. When I dried her off and led her back to Kent, Matt was already painted up like he had a tuxedo on. He even had a real had and a painted on mustache. Kent gave me some cold cr me and told me to rub a good bit of it everywhere. "Without it, none of the paint will come off when we scrub." he explained. I dutifully went to work and went over some places several times. He gave her a mask for her face and led her over to a drop cloth. He took very little time to paint a passable outfit on her. He made a duplicate costume, mustache and all and gave them both canes to finish it off. Out in the studio, I was mesmerized trying to make out all of her body parts as he posed them against different backdrops until he got the one he liked. Then off we went to the "dressing" room where he sent the three of us to get everyone clean as soon as possible. I took off my shirt, but left my jeans on and we arranged for me to scrub Lisa off and for Lisa to scrub Matt. I had a difficult time getting the paint off her crack and upper thigh, so Lisa ended up scrubbing those areas almost raw herself. As we left the shower, Matt was sporting a big boner from Lisa's cleaning efforts. Lisa mentioned the problem removing the paint, and Kent explained that I didn't do a good enough job rubbing in the cold cr me. Lisa handed me the cold cr me and started to do Matt while Prof. Kent was finishing his new set design and paints. He said that we would have to paint their faces this time, but not to put the cold cr me near anyone's eyes. We would use a very light coat of Vaseline there. He was going for a Greek statue look. Before we started with the paint, he looked at Matt's legs. That hair isn't going to look right. We're either going to have to shave it, or put a flesh colored rubber coating over it. He said the coating is hot and could be painful. Matt did not want to shave his legs, so Mr. Kent went over to get the rubber mixture going. Before he left he tossed me a packet of razors and can of shaving cream and nodded to Lisa. I had her lay back on the linoleum floor and sat Indian style next to her foot. I then lifted her left foot onto my shoulder. I lathered up the gel type shaving cr me and did her lower leg and repeated with the other. I then spread her legs enough for me to kneel between them and lathered the top of them. I left her pussy hair alone, but had to lift each leg out parallel to get the inside portion of her thigh. I then rolled her over and got the back of her legs. I even shaved a little hair at the top of her crack. I felt her underarms and deemed them sufficiently smooth. Matt and the professor came back with Matt in some discomfort. Kent explained that the rubber tightened as it cooled and took one of the razors we had left and cleaned up the hair on Matt's belly and where it went over his legs. He then tied a molded fig leaf with fishing twine onto Matt. He said he would paint their faces, but for me to get a good even coat of gray over all of the skin. I quickly dispatched with Matt, but with Lisa I made her bend over and turn so that I didn't have to move much. He pinned up their hair for wigs they would wear and then he took some other paints and accentuated various featured. He basically added shadows to the ribs and abdominal muscles and made Matt look like a body builder. The final step was to sprinkle baby powder all over them to soften up the highlights and make it look more like stone. We used a feather duster to even out the powder that got both Matt and Lisa worked up a bit. After several poses together, Prof. Kent ended up with one of Matt alone with a discus and one of Lisa holding gray grapes over her mouth while sitting on a pedestal. Kent explained the last set would attempt to make them look like fish, and that the light gray color could easily be painted over. He did say that Lisa's pubic hair would be a problem. I grabbed the shaving stuff and went over to Lisa, but she said, "Thank you, but I can manage." I still watched her closely and she shaved put and rubbed cold cr me to protect her pussy. Kent had the Matt painted and got a green plastic mask over the top of his head which had about a four inch fin sticking up. He had also "glued" some fake gills and had him put in some yellow contacts. With some other rubberized features, Matt looked like an ugly sea creature. Lisa was going to be a mermaid who was caught by the monster. Kent had Lisa squeeze both of her beautiful legs into a single over-sized stocking after cutting the foot portion out. He had a rubber fin made up for her feet to slip into. He then painted a rubber coating over the stocking, which was stretched to about four inches below her waist. Lisa was rather helpless after the rubber shrank, so I had to help her move everywhere. Kent was a true artist, as he made short work of painting her up. He had several templates that he used to create a scale effect on her legs and he continued that up to her belly button. The rest of her was colored a light green and aqua combination and he gave her a wig that had been dyed a bright green. Since this was to be a scene of a captured mermaid, Kent had tried several interesting poses. I like the one where Matt held her tail up in the air and stuck a "foot" up under one boob like he was attempting to pull off her fin. The way it pulled her ass, I could see her pussy trying to peek through the fabric. I know I'll have fantasies of screwing mermaids for the rest of my life. Kent left us to clean up and went into the darkroom not to be disturbed. Matt shuffled out of his getup and was in the shower in under a minute. Since Lisa was rather helpless, it was left for me to help her get cleaned up. After picking her up, I saw the bed we had used last night by the window and walked over toward it instead of the shower room. Lisa asked what I was doing, and I said I was loosing my grip. I saw what I was looking for and grabbed a clean rag and went back over and stuffed it in her mouth, and with another I tied her hands behind her back. I then moved her around the bed so that her tail was over the edge and tried to peel the thin rubber from her pussy. With her wiggling it took me a good minute or two to strike gold. I gave that pussy a big lick with my tongue and soon found that it was quite wet and ready to go. By then I had a boner that could win the Olympics. I dropped my pants and went to work. I can imagine how this would look, but boy was I horny. Her tail kept getting in the way, so I rolled her over with the tail high in the air. Her knees bent a little giving me better access. About seven minutes into my attentions, a big shudder went through her body and she suddenly relaxed. I thought she had suffocated so I quickly went and pulled out her gag. Lisa said, "Oh thank you, oh thank you, I think that was my first orgasm." I don't think I saw a girl orgasm before, but I was just relieved I hadn't hurt her. Another minute or two and I was done. I then peeled off the rubber tail and pulled off the stockings and helped her get cleaned up. Matt was already gone. After we were done Lisa said, "If you weren't so good, you would be in deep trouble now mister. I expect you to call me after spring break." With that she left, and since the "Do not disturb" light was still on in the dark-room I left too after tidying up. (The Wednesday trip home) That Friday I was fairly tired. It is sad to say that up until now, I never got laid two nights in a row, but all of the work up to getting laid is what I blame my lethargy on. At 3:30 I was in my TA office and heard knocking from Susan and Jenny. I intentionally never looked at them during class. "Ah, come in and sit down." They came in and sat down. "Listen mister, We've.." "Quiet!" I said rather loudly cutting Jenny off. "I will do the talking." I was now starting to get my energy back. "Tell me about your trip home Wednesday night. Omit any derogatory remarks." Jenny started off the story. "It was really cold and we were in the middle of campus with all of the buildings locked up. The cold air did a real number on our bodies. We hid for a while in the bushes next to Lloyd Hall and cuddled up for warmth. Susan remembered that she had some gym cloths in her car. We dashed through the rest of campus and luckily didn't see anyone. Susan just had to have parked five blocks from campus that day. We were pretty cold, so we walked on the grass between the cars and the sidewalks toward Susan's car. Two guys came around the third block and we thought we were spotted, but they were so into their conversation, they didn't notice us kneeling next to the cars barely four feet away. We got to Susan's car and she opened the trunk and pulled out her gym clothes and put them on in record time. I asked her `Where's mine?' And she said she didn't have any more. " Jenny continued, "I looked and didn't even see a towel. Susan unlocked the rest of her car and let me climb in the back seat. She warmed up her car and drove to our apartment building. We're next door neighbors. She told me to give her my keys and she would go get an outfit. After she went inside, your buddy Mick showed up with four of his friends and surrounded the car. I forgot he knows where we live, since he tutored us once at Susan's. He said that they would escort me in unless I'd prefer to have pictures taken. I agreed and I'm sure every guy there squeezed my ass and tits as we walked. When we got to the third floor, my door was still locked, so I knocked on Susan's door. Her roommate answered it. Sherry was quite shocked to see me naked with five guys. A second later her boyfriend appeared at the door. Sherry said she hasn't seen Susan tonight, but we would get in trouble if people saw you in the hall. Tommy stopped the guys from entering, but I said you'd better let them in. Sherry threw a robe at me that I happily put on." "Everyone was quite for about five minutes not knowing what to say. Then a frantic Susan came through the door in her gym clothes and was relieved and shocked at the same time. Sherry said, `there you are, aren't you freezing in that.' Tommy said, `Something funny is going on, I demand an explanation.' Your vile friend Mick was the first to speak. He told them we were playing strip poker and lost. He said he grabbed a few more buddies to come find us to get the lap dance he was owed. Sherry burst out laughing and said she couldn't believe her two friends would ever play such a game, and Mick explained that it was part of his deal to tutor them. Sherry knew they were desperate to pass that class. Tommy asked Susan and me if all of this was true and Susan said `Yes.' Tommy said that welching was something he couldn't stand for. He asked which one of us lost and Mick said `both.' He then asked who won. Mick said he did and so did Pete and motioned to his blond friend. Tommy went into the kitchen and brought two chairs into the middle of the room and told Mick and Pete to sit there. He moved the coffee table out of the way and said to us, `you owe them a lap dance. Off with those clothes.' I can't believe Sherry didn't do anything to stop him. Susan started to undress and Tommy turned on the radio. Sherry took off Pete's shirt and wiggled her naked ass against his crotch. Then she turned around and straddled him and rubbed her big tits against his face. Pete reached up and grabbed her ass and Tommy said `No hands.' Halfway through the second song Pete came and Tommy said `Susan, you're done. Go to your room.' `Sherry, go look after her and meet me in your room in about half an hour.' And Sherry left me all alone with six lust filled guys." "'Jenny, you'd better start on Mick real soon,' he told me. I peeled off the robe and copied Susan's movements on Mick. Mick complained and said his jeans were hurting him, so he got up and stripped to his underwear. I continued for all I was worth. After three songs, Tommy said I wasn't doing enough. `Use my mouth.' I've never touched a guy's thing with my mouth before, but I was afraid, so I pulled out his dick and started licking it like a lollipop. Mick grabbed my head and made me put the whole thing in his mouth. I went up and down for another whole song and Tommy said I still wasn't doing enough to get him off. Tommy tossed me a rubber and said go down on him. With Mick and all his friends I didn't think I had a choice, so I put the condom on him and resumed my `dance' and lowered myself on him. After the next song, he turned me around so I was facing everyone while I fucked him. He was mauling my little tits and finally he got up and threw me to the floor and banged the hell out of my pussy until he finally came. I was exhausted and just laid there. Mick rolled me over and handed me a condom full of sperm and told me to drink it, so I did. I don't know why I went along with everything but I know it is all your fault." "No, it is your fault and Susan's fault." I replied. "You are the ones that cheated. I gave you a second chance." Changing subjects. "Did you notice the fat kid in Mick's group." "Kind of" Jenny replied. I pulled out a pocket video recorder and said. "He had this going all the time Wednesday night. If Mick hadn't given me the only copy, you would be having a fat kid blackmail you at this very moment. The tape looks like you were quite willing. No one threatened you and you never said no. Now to the subject of this weekend, have you canceled your plans?" "Yeah" they said in unison. "This week I am to house sit for our computing professor. I expect both of you to accompany me and do anything I ask for the entire week. If you comply with that, then I will forget all about the cheating and let you both graduate. Susan said, "Are you going to make us have sex?" I replied, "Would you have sex with someone for a million dollars? Well I figure you've already spent at least $24,000 on this education. I think most girls would be willing to do a lot to protect that kind of investment. Don't you?" They nodded, and I asked them to be outside their apartment building with their bags at seven tonight. "Also make sure you bring some very sexy outfits." 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