les histoires de chrislebo

Summer let out a loud scream as the pain being inflicted by Bill was more than she could stand. Bill leaned in close to Summer's left ear and shouted, "Who the fuck said that you could remove your hands form the pole slut?"

"I was not prepared for you to rip my blouse off," replied the poor teacher.

"I told you to call me SIR goddamnit slut," Bill once again shouted as he pulled Summer's nipples further away from her body.

Summer felt like Bill was going to rip her nipples from her breasts any moment. The gold bar piercings were being twisted and pulled by her new tormentor and she could only reply, "I am sorry Sir, please forgive me."

Bill released some pressure on Summer's nipples, but this was one of her first lessons of the evening as his job was to rein***** her submissiveness to any dominant man that she came in contact with. Bill and Todd had devised a strategy in which Summer would be transformed from the conservative teacher to the wanton slut they both knew she could become. They had talked at length on Sunday while Summer had been subjected to the sex escapade that Bill's future slut Lisa had ****** onto her at her house with her husband Steve.

It had been Bill's direction for Lisa to go to Summer's house as he knew she was required to lie in the sun as Todd had directed. Bill knew that Lisa would be very ******** with Summer and that her husband Steve would be a willing accomplice. What Lisa did not realize was that Bill was beginning his work on her to convert her into a whore for his business partners. He would be able to eventually use her domination against the poor teacher to his advantage. And, Bill knew, if he pushed Lisa further onto Summer, that his protégé would eventually become enraged and help him to convert her. But that was a different day and time. Tonight, his plan was to strip Summer of her inhabitations of ****** sex and to ***** her to learn how to suck cock.

Bill released Summer's nipples and he heard a quiet moan of relief emanate from the teacher. Bill reached down to grab the fabric on either side of the slit of Summer's skirt and with his powerful hands; he ripped the skirt completely from her body. Now Summer stood completely exposed to him and his customers in the room as well as the other customers straining for glances from the outer showroom. Next Bill grabbed Summer's left hand and unhooked the leather binding from the pole. He then, spun Summer around until she faced the pole and he reattached her left hand to the pole above her head.

"So Slut, do you know the next item you are required to purchase tonight," Bill asked.

"No sir" was Summer's quiet reply.

"Give me that four foot spreader bar from the wall over there," Bill instructed his helper.

Once the man brought the stainless steel bar to Bill, they each fastened one of Summer's ankles to each end of the bar with handcuff type attachments covered in pink fur. Now Summer was tied to the pole and her feet were separated by the spreader bar. Next, Bill and his helper moved Summer's wrist bindings from the pole down to the spreader bar and fastened each wrist to the outer leather fastener that held her ankles. Next, Bill ran a wide leather strap under Summer's abdomen that had loops on the ends. Bill quickly attached the loops to a chain that hung from the top of the pole. This strap would help to support Summer's weight for the next binding of the poor English teacher.

Bill ran a thin leather strap around each of Summer's elbows, pulling it tightly against her skin; he then ran it between Summer's elbows and attached the leather strap to a hook near the top of the pole. In this position, Summer was held firmly in place with her ass and pussy fully exposed to everyone.

Bill looked down at Summer's ass; he placed his hand between the ass cheeks of the poor English teacher and ran his fingers down across her ass hole until he reached her pussy. He was very pleased to find that Summer had grown wet, which further confirmed his and Todd's suspicions that she could indeed be the kind of slut that would be easily controlled as well as influenced by direction. Bill gave a slight tug on each of the rings piercing her pussy lips.

Bill then said to Summer, "Well, you now know that you are required to purchase a blindfold and a spreader bar. Your next purchase is a leather paddle for your ass to invoke punishment for your failures."

"Oh my God no," Summer cried.

Bill then replied, "Oh, I see you are not prepared to pick out your favorite paddle. So, I will pick one for you slut. But, first we will need to try-out several to make sure that we get just the right one for you so that your failures can be appropriately corrected."

"No please sir, I promise to be good and always do as I am told," Summer pleaded.

Bill, not paying any attention to the bound woman in his shop, walked over to the wall that contained all kinds of pain administering devices. He ran his hands over the lengths of leather whips, saddle crops, cat-o-nine tails and finally long flat lengths of leather straps held by various types of handles.

Summer became even more afraid as she realized that this man was going to beat her to death with those devices and no one would ever know she was there. She was thankful that there had been at least seven men who saw her come into the bookstore. Surely they would come to her rescue once they heard her screams.

Summer was not prepared for what happened next. The man who had been identified as Bill's helper grabbed a large handful of Summer's long brunette hair at the back of her head and suddenly yanked her head upwards. This action caused her mouth to fly open and her yelp was ********* by the man's cock sliding into her mouth. Summer tried to push the invading cock out of her mouth, but the pain she was receiving from her hair being pulled from her head prevented her from ******* the cock out. Summer suddenly bit down on the cock and she was pleased with herself when the man grunted in agony from the bite.

But, Summer's sense of control of the situation, at least a cock in her mouth was short lived when the man cried out, "Bill, this bitch bit my cock."

Bill turned from the wall of pain and walked the few steps back over to Summer and asked, "Why would you bite a cock that was being fed to you to service slut?"

"I am not here to service any cocks. Now let me go and I will not tell any one about what has happened here today," came Summer's meek reply.

"Oh no slut. Your time here is not over as it is just beginning. You see, you must understand that in the presence of a man, your sole role and purpose in life is to submit your body and mind in bringing pleasure. Until you learn that, your life will be filled with pain and punishment," Bill hissed.

Bill grabbed the same mat of hair as his helper had held in his hands as he had ****** his cock into Summer's mouth. Bill then asked the teacher, "Are you ready to comply with my demand slut?"

Summer only shook her head and clamped her mouth shut as tightly as she could as the helper tried to ***** his cock between her lips. Summer tried to move her head from side to side to not allow the man access to her mouth. She was being successful in keeping the stranger's cock out of her mouth when suddenly Bill released her hair and she was able to ***** her head downwards toward the floor away from the swaying cock of her most recent tormentor.

What Summer was not expecting was the feeling of her ass exploding in pain. While she had been turning her head from side to side refusing to suck the helper's cock, Bill had gone about his duty to select a proper punishment devise to get Summer's complete attention. He of course did not want to scar the poor English teacher's body, but he was going to make sure that her mind completely understood her role in life from this point forward.

Bill's right hand, holding the long handle of the 18-inch long leather paddle, ********ly lashed through the air and as his helper watched, the full length of the leather paddle found its mark across both ass cheeks of the bound teacher.

Summer let out an ear shattering scream as the pain from the first blow was overtaken by the second more ******** blow on her ass cheeks. Summer turned her head and was about to again protest, but Bill's right arm swung again downward as the leather paddle once again found its mark on her ass. Summer screamed again and begged him to stop.

Bill did not pay any attention to the teacher's screams as he began a rapid fire assault on Summer's ass. Bill concentrated in moving his assault on the poor teacher's ass by placing his strokes up and down her ass going up to the small of her back and down below her ass cheeks to the very tops of her legs. Summer's screams were heightened each time as the pain from one lash was overtaken by the pain of the next.

Summer thought that she had counted 10 strikes on her ass, but it felt like a thousand tiny fires were erupting all across her ass. Her pain was heightened by the feel of Bill's rough hands rubbing across the whelps now rising from her beating. Summer remembered the pain from Todd's paddling on Monday night, but this pain was much worse. Her feet being held in place by the stainless steel spreader, her wrist clasped in the handcuffs and her arms being held together with the leather strapped attached to the pole above her head all contributed to the pain being administered to her.

Bill leaned in and asked, "Are you going to open that fuck hole of a mouth and take this man's cock slut?"

Summer tightened her lips and jaw and just shook her head from side to side. This was the reaction for which Bill was hopeful. Summer still had some will that he needed to break, but he knew she would fall further into the inevitable depravity of her situation very soon.

For a moment, Summer felt like she may have won in her battle refusing to suck a stranger's cock at the direction of Bill Fraser, a man she had never met. But, Summer's victory smirk was short lived as Bill administered ten more lashes with the wide leather paddle.

For a moment they left Summer alone and allowed her ass to scream in pain from the 20 lashes she had received, but Bill left the paddle lying across her back as a not so subtle reminder of her predicament. Bill soon returned with an iphone utilizing its face call feature. Bill pulled the purple blindfold up away from Summer's eyes. Bill slid the phone in front of Summer's face and she quickly saw that the face on the phone was that of Todd, her Master T.

Summer's heart sank as it now became apparent to her that Bill was an extension of Todd's domination over her. Summer began to cry and turned her head away from the phone. But, Todd was having none of that.

"Slut, why are you not doing as you are told by my good friend Bill Fraser," Todd asked.

Summer was crying almost uncontrollably now understanding her situation again like it had been described to her many times since she sent that fucking picture out in an email last Thursday evening, which was only 6 nights ago. Here she was now bound in an adult book store, stripped naked and having just suffered the worst spanking of her life. But that paled in comparison to her realization that she was lost and her life would now be reduced to pleasing men as directed.

"Master T, I am sorry, but I did not know Bill Fraser until this evening. I was only trying to purchase the items that you left in the note with Sandy," sobbed Summer.

"Slut, look at me," commanded Todd.

Summer turned her head and fixed her eyes on the small screen that was held in Bill's powerful hands. Her arms and back were aching and her ass was still stinging from the beating that had been administered by Bill with the leather paddle.

Todd very calmly and quietly, because he was still in Washington and did not want to be overheard, said to his teacher slut, "Do not make the mistake of not doing as you are instructed by Bill. While I am not there, he will be your Master. DO AS HE SAYS!"

The connection went blank and Bill took the phone away. He waited a couple of minutes to let the phone call settle in. He and Todd had schemed to have the call made at 6:30 PM sharp so Bill had been working hard to ***** Summer to resist. Now Bill knew that he would be able to break her will power further.

It was a shame really he thought. Summer Wayne was a very attractive woman, her body was in great shape, she was only 40 years old and she appeared to be a great English teacher. Bill could not, for the life of him, understand why a woman like this would be on the "Wives Who Need Sex" website when she could have any man she wanted. Now, because of her indiscretion, Todd had discovered that Summer was in fact a true submissive. She needed more training and rein*****ment, but Bill could see that she would be a very good slut. Too bad her talents would be wasted on an 18-yearold high school student. He could use her in his business. He made a mental note to see if he could negotiate that with Todd at some future time.

Bill brought in a ***** concoction that he had developed over time. It was like a roofie, but it did not render the person completely *************. He knew from experience that the ingredients not only rendered the person free of inhibitions, but it always heightened their sexual appetite. For this evening, he had made a stronger version than he normally did because he did not want to give the teacher a chance.

In a calm voice Bill said, "Here Summer ***** this. I bet your mouth and throat are parched. This will help a little."

Bill placed the plastic cup with the straw up to Summer's mouth and she drank thirstily. To himself, Bill said, "That is right Summer ***** it all down. In a few minutes you will not even care what I do to you or make you do."

Bill's helper turned out to be an old friend that was down on his luck. He had been a banker for Bill, but the bank that he had worked for had been closed by regulators during the bank crisis there in Georgia. His friend, Lee, had been Bill's personal banker and had been responsible for several of Bill's more creative financing vehicles for the acquisition of marginal properties that initially did quite well. As Bill's performance had gone up, so did the career of Lee. Unfortunately for Bill and Lee, the US Economy turned south and marginal real estate investments tumbled every day. Bill sometimes included Lee in these little forays into depravity of a woman. He wanted to see how Lee reacted as it was his desire to bring Lee in on his take over of Lisa, the real estate agent who had screwed Lee and Bill out of several prime deals in the past.

Bill and his accomplice Lee left Summer suspended from the pole so that the doctored ***** she had just consumed could take effect. Basically, the ***** was a concoction that Bill had developed over time and had been used on women to coax them into **********. Some women developed more slowly than he liked and he found that this ***** plus pictures usually did the trick. But because Todd Spiller had all the necessary pictures to ***** Summer into the blackmail situation that she was now in, more incriminating pictures were not necessary. But, Bill did have a photo history of his conquests and this one might be a good addition to the collection. He gave his digital camera to one of the men outside the room and indicated to him to fully document the slut's **********, but to make sure that no man's face was shown.

Tied in this position was beginning to cause Summer's arms and legs to begin to become numb. Her limbs were also in varying degrees of pain. Her thighs and hamstrings were taunt held in place by the spreader bar with her ankles and wrists tightly fastened, while still in the 4 inch strapped heels. With her elbows tied together and pulled upwards with the leather strap attached to the pole in the center of the room, her upper arms were causing her quite a bit of pain. Summer could not move her arms or her legs. All she could do was wiggle her hands, fingers and toes. She subconsciously continued to squeeze and flex her digits in an effort to keep the ***** flowing through her limbs. But, her ass was still on fire. The leather strap had been expertly used by Bill and had inflicted a great deal of pain in a limited number of strokes.

Summer's head began to swim just a little, but she attributed it to the position she was in as the thought of being ******* never occurred to her. Summer was able to gaze around the room and noticed all of the punishment trappings still on the wall. She tried to look on her back to see the 18 inch leather paddle lying there, but she could not crane her neck sufficiently to get a quick glimpse of the paddle. She wondered how her ass looked at that moment.

Summer began to feel a little faint and called out to Bill, "Sir, I am not feeling too good. Can you please release me as I think I am going to faint."

"Oh, don't worry Summer it is just the ***** that I gave you. In a few minutes, your body will be telling me that you need to fuck," replied Bill.

Summer quickly replied, "What did you give me?"

Bill then picked up the leather paddle and quickly gave Summer five quick and hard slaps across her ass. "What did you say slut?"

Summer quickly and compliantly said, "Sir, what did you give me?"

Bill then told Summer that it was a special ***** for sluts to make them really need cock. Additionally, it dulled the extremities of the lips, pussy, ass and nipples. He also went on to tell the poor English teacher that she would be given 100 slaps across her ass the next time that she failed to comply with his instructions or did not refer to the men in the shop as Sir.

Bill took the handle of the paddle, placed it under Summer's chin and then raised her head upwards as he asked her, "Do you understand slut."

All Summer could say was, "Yes sir."

Bill removed the paddle and Summer lowered her head. She stared at the floor tiles which were a patterned black and white checker board. As she stared, Summer's head began to swim and she began to wobble. But, her restraints kept her upright, but the strain of the straps made her legs and arms ache that much more.

Summer then heard footsteps coming towards her in the room. She wondered how many of the men had come into the room. She knew that Bill and his accomplice Lee were already in the room. Hands lowered the blindfold back over her eyes drawing Summer back into the dark, frightening world of her tormentor. Bill took up a position behind Summer and slipped the middle finger of his right hand into the teacher's pussy. "Ah, just as I thought, slut, your pussy is leaking pussy juice. The ***** in your ***** are working," snarled Bill.

Bill began to work his middle finger in and out of the teacher's pussy. Summer could hear the slurping sounds each time the finger was withdrawn from her pussy. Bill then took his index finger and middle finger of the right hand and used them to saw in and out of the pussy. With each thrust of his finger, Bill felt Summer push back against them. Bill ****** his fingers deep into the teacher's pussy and did not withdraw them. Instinctively, Summer began to move back and forth against the fingers fucking herself without any assistance from Bill. Summer's movements got the attention of the customers and her high pitched squeal that she let out each time the fingers were ****** deeper into her pussy let them know that the ***** was indeed doing its magic on the poor teacher.

Without so much as a warning, Bill took his pussy juice covered middle finger and slipped into Summer's ass hole. His plan was to stretch the teacher's ass hole for his pleasure after the seven men had had their way with her. Bill had taken a bottle of Astro Glide Jell from the shelf and dribbled the liquid down the crack of Summer's ass. He took the black butt plug and began running the length of Summer's ass crack making sure to coat it with the jell. Bill placed the tip of the plug against Summer's puckered ass hole, meeting resistance at first, but with pressure Bill was able to ***** the one inch diameter, six inch long butt plug completely inserted in the teacher's ass.

Bill then told Summer, "The butt plug in your ass is purchase number four from the list."

The plug was not overly large in girth, but it contained a powerful vibrator that was one of his favorites. Bill had used a similar model on Lisa when she had visited him in his real estate office. Her response to the pulsating butt plug had been marvelous. He felt that Summer's reaction would be the same.

When the butt plug went live, Summer let out a yelp of pain, which was good for Lee who was stroking his cock right in front of Summer's face. He knew that any moment he would be fucking the beautiful teacher's mouth. Lee loved blow jobs and to be getting one from a teacher only helped to remind him of his fantasies of youth and his high school teachers.

Bill slipped three fingers back into Summer's gaping pussy. He began to fuck them in and out of her pussy. Bill was amazed that Summer began pushing back against his fingers and low moans were coming from her mouth that confirmed her ********** to all of the stimulation she was experiencing.

Summer's rhythm got faster and faster as the stimulation of Bill's fingers, the effects of the **** cocktail and the circumstances of her ********** were having the desired effect on her. Bill knew that the cocktail would eliminate any inhabitations that the teacher might have, but it also dulled her senses. He knew from previous experience with the men in the store, that their cocks in various sizes would find a willing hole in this poor English teacher's body.

Bill took his fingers out of Summer's pussy, but noticed that Summer continued to rock back and forth without realizing that the fingers had been removed, but in constant stimulation from the vibrating butt plug. That was the indication that it was time to begin Summer's training in serving multiple cocks with that beautiful mouth. His instructions to the men were very specific. They were allowed to fuck her mouth and cunt, but they were not allowed to cum in Summer nor were they allowed to mark her body in anyway. This session was all about training Summer to please cocks whenever offered to her. The idea is to make her orgasms dependent upon having a cock in one of the holes in her body.

As Lee stepped forward, he could see that Summer's mouth was gaped open in lust as he watched as she continued to fuck backwards against the fingers that were no longer inside her pussy. Because Summer's mouth was gaped open, Lee easily slid his erect cock into the teacher's waiting mouth. Summer did not provide any resistance at all as she took the cock willingly into her mouth. As Lee began to ***** his cock deeper into the slut's mouth, he watched as one of Bill's other clients move in behind the teacher. He watched as the man's pants fell to the floor between Summer's legs and he watched as a massive cock sprang from the man's silk boxers.

The man pushed his hips forward and fortunately, the level of his cock was positioned perfectly for an upward thrust into Summer's pussy. The man was pleased that his cock slipped effortlessly into the teacher's pussy. He slid his cock out several inches, then pushed his cock all the way into the waiting teacher's pussy and he was met with Summer's thrusts back against him. He felt his pubic hair pressed into the folds of Summer's ass cheeks against the base of the black vibrating butt plug protruding from her ass hole and he settled into a rhythm with the teacher. It did not take him long to reach orgasm and in accordance with Bill's rules, pulled his cock out of Summer's pussy. With a couple of strokes the man was able to splash his cum all over Summer's ass cheeks and lower back.

Just as the replacement cock was entering Summer's wet pussy with another client of Bill Fraser, Lee began pumping his cock rapidly into Summer's attentive mouth. Summer had begun to work the full length of Lee's cock into her mouth all the way to the back of her throat. As he reached orgasm, the cock being shoved into Summer's pussy must have found the slut's G-spot as she erupted in orgasm. Lee was barely able to pull his cock out of the slut's mouth before it erupted shooting long streams of jism that caught Summer flush in the face covering her forehead, nose, and the purple blindfold, while running down her cheeks to her neck.

Lee's cock was immediately replaced by another cock, which began pumping in and out of the poor teacher's mouth. At some point, Summer's body erupted in orgasm again as the stimulation of her bondage, the vibrating butt plug, a cock in her pussy and her mouth led her body shudder with the sheer degradation of the action.

All in all, each of Bill's friends was able to cum on Summer's face and ass cheeks twice. Her adult store degradation had taken almost two hours. The man that had been charged with digitally recording the event handed the camera back to Bill who quickly looked at the folder of pictures and he was quite pleased with the quality of the shots as well as how it truly captured Summer's total **********.

Bill pointed the camera once again at Summer and captured her as she was still fastened to the pole, blindfolded, hands and ankles attached to the spreader bar with cum dripping off of her body. Summer's body was caked in cum from Bill's customer friends. Her pussy gaped open after having been fucked grandly by seven cocks. The butt plug still churning away in her ass keeping Sumer in a constant state of orgasm. It was now Bill Fraser's turn with the beautiful English teacher slut.

As Bill positioned himself behind the teacher, he allowed a quick thought about the conquest and how much further his protégé' could take her. But, for the moment, he was only interested in getting his eight inch cock buried in the teacher's ass. Bill pulled the black butt plug from Summer's ass and noticed that the entrance to her anal passageway gaped open. To make it easier for himself, Bill spread some warming KY jelly in Summer's ass crack and watched it as it made its way to her puckered asshole. Bill placed the purple head of his cock against the hole and in one swift motion, ****** his cock completely inside the teacher's tight anal passageway.

As if by magic, Summer quickly jumped into motion and matched Bill's thrusts with those of her own. In a matter of minutes, Summer's body was overtaken by another orgasm even as Bill's cock was pistoning in and out of her ass. With Summer's orgasmic explosion, her ass hole began grasping at the cock and the tension of the moment along with the earlier events caused Bill's cock to explode into the depths of Summer's body without concern for Todd's previous instructions that no one should cum inside his slut.

Bill stayed pressed against the teacher's ass as she fucked back against his still hard cock. He felt her body begin to quiver and shake from the inevitable orgasm her body needed so badly. Once she had calmed down, Bill pulled his cock from her ass and he heard it slurp out of the puckered ass hole. He noticed that a trail of cum followed the head of his still erect cock. Viagra was great he thought.

Lee and Bill began loosening the bindings that had held the teacher in place for her degradation and **********. Summer slumped to the floor when the bindings on her elbows and abdomen were released. She was not able to physically catch herself so Bill and Lee gingerly lowered her to her knees. While Bill held Summer erect on her knees, Lee unfastened the cuffs holding Summer's wrists to the spreader bar. Once her hands were released, Summer's first reaction was to swing wildly at her tormentors.

Bill easily moved away from the flailing hands of the teacher. And as a result of her ankles still being attached to the spreader bar, Summer's flailing caused her to fall flat on her face. Her breasts were smashed into the cold linoleum floor and into a pool of multiple men's cum. Summer was immediately repulsed by the cum and tried to push up from the floor, but the shear amount of cum on the floor caused her to only slip back down into the cum. The spreader bar was making it impossible for her to get up off the floor and the cum only made her efforts more fruitless to the point of almost being comical to Bill.

Bill pressed his foot into the small of Summer's back and ****** her harder against the floor. While firmly held in place by Bill's foot, Lee went about the process of unfastening the ankle restraints. Bill told Lee to put the spreader bar, blindfold, paddle and vibrating butt plug on the counter out front. Bill then told Lee to go to the dildo wall and take down the eighteen inch double headed model. This model could be used to penetrate a woman's pussy and ass or could be used in conjunction with another woman. Bill had had several of his slut's use this type of toy before to great effect. He imagined that Todd's plan for the dildo would entail both.

Bill once again helped Summer to her knees. He eyes were still a bit glazed, but she was coming around. Typically, the concoction was good for an hour, but because he had doubled the mixture, it was taking a bit longer to wear off. He wanted her fully alert before he released her to drive home. He did not want her to be stopped while under the influence or to be in an accident as that would do him or Todd no good.

Once she steadied herself Summer said, "Please let me leave."

"Well slut your responsibilities to me are not over yet," was Bill's quick reply.

Bill then flung Summer's ripped skirt into her face and said, "Slut get that cum up off the floor. You cannot leave that kind of mess here in my store."

Summer hesitated and her hesitation was met with a swift push of her ass by Bill's foot. It was not time to be physically cruel to the teacher, but strongly insistent on her performing this task.

As Summer began to fall forward, her hands grasped the shredded rag that used to be her skirt. Without further instruction, Summer went about wiping up the cum left by her seven tormentors. When she was finished, she looked up to see Bill leering down at her. Bill's cock was still semi-erect and it was positioned just in front of her mouth.

"Slut, you still need to clean your ass juices from my cock. I cannot go home to my wife with the juices of a slut's ass all over it. Now get busy," was Bill's command.

Bill placed the tip of his cock against the lips of the teacher who resisted accepting the cock into her mouth. All Bill did was reach down and grabbed each of the nipple piercings and pulled them outwardly. Summer screeched in pain which caused her mouth to open and Bill ****** his ass juice covered cock into her mouth. Bill released Summer's nipples, grabbed the back of her head and began to pump his cock rapidly in and out of her mouth.

Lee returned with a 10-inch dildo with a flat base that was utilized by a woman (sometimes men) to sit on to fuck themselves by rocking back and forth. Lee placed his hands on Summer's ass cheeks raising her up slightly and then easily slipped the head of the dildo into Summer's gaping pussy. With his cock ****** deeply into Summer's mouth, Bill moved his hands down to her shoulders and pushed her down onto the dildo which was the sixth item on Summer's list.

Though not completely imbedded into Summer's pussy, the dildo found Summer's G-Spot and her body was wracked by another orgasm. Once her orgasm erupted, Summer's hands went to the stench covered cock in her mouth and she began to suck in earnest. Bill began to fuck the poor teacher's mouth without concern for gagging her. Bill wanted to dump his second load into the teacher's stomach. It was only a matter of seconds and Bill's cock erupted sending his hot jism against the back of Summer's throat. At the same moment, Bill ****** Summer further down the shaft of the dildo and Summer erupted in orgasm again.

Summer passed out from the final two orgasms. The effect of the roofie cocktail, the countless orgasms, the physical strain of the bindings and the servicing of eight cocks had drained her completely.

While she was passed out, Bill's Hispanic maid had come into the store through the back door. Bill and the maid had dragged Summer to the washroom and the maid had cleaned her body of most of the cum. The maid did not wash or brush the cum from Summer's hair as that had been Bill's instructions. The maid was amazed at the body of the teacher, the piercings and the smooth skin of her pussy mound. She knew that the woman had been used sexually by multiple men as she had been subjected to in the past. She felt somewhat sorry for the teacher, but knew from her experience that the woman really did like being degraded deep down.

Once she had her cleaned, the woman took the red dress down from the hook behind the door. It was an effort, but she was able to slide the dress over Summer's head, put her arms through the spaghetti straps and over her breasts.

Summer woke in the front seat of her car to the sound of her phone ringing. In her daze, she looked at her surroundings and realized she was in her car. She saw the flashing display of her phone on the dashboard of her convertible BMW. She reached for the phone, her body ached and the tight dress made it an effort to grasp the phone.

"Hello my slut. Did you enjoy your evening," was the words she heard from Master T.

"Oh my god Todd, what have you done to me," Summer questioned.

"Slut, who do you think you are addressing," Todd's voice echoed in her ear from the phone.

"Sorry Master T, I am just so ashamed and mad at how I have been treated by your friend Bill tonight," Summer replied.

Todd continued, "Bill has reported that you were not completely submissive to his demands and requirements. He advised that he had to bind you to make you understand your total and complete ********** to the pleasure of men."

"Bill ******* me Master T and I do not know what happened tonight," Summer replied.

Todd continues, "Well Slut, when you get home you will find all the evidence you need to fill in any details that you are missing."

Then Todd told Summer that she was done for the evening, that she was free to drive home without any more requirements and that she was to call into the Sub-finder line and get a substitute for Wednesday. She could have the day off with no interference from him, but that she would tan all day in the back yard in her tanning salon thong and she was exempt from inserting her butt plug. She was required to wear the white pumps and the slave collar all day.

When she hung up the phone, she looked up to see Sandy staring down on her. The roof to the convertible was open so Sandy could easily see down into the front seat. The red dress that Summer had on was up around her waist and Sandy could easily see the bald mound of her pussy as well as the two pussy lip piercings. Sandy handed Summer a bag and told her that it contained all of her personal items that she had left behind in the salon. She also handed Summer an envelope with the words "SLUT" written on the front.

Sandy told Summer to drive directly home, take a long hot bath and go to bed. You are not allowed to open the envelope until you wake up Wednesday.

With that, Sandy leaned down, grabbed Summer's chin, pulled her face towards hers and planted a major kiss on Summer that was not met with any resistance. During the kiss, Sandy slipped her free hand down between Summer's legs and gently massaged the engorged clit. Sandy slipped her finger between the folds of Summer's pussy lips, pass the piercings and buried it deep inside Summer. Sandy brought Summer to the brink of an orgasm and stopped.

Sandy walked away and Summer started the car. As she backed out of the salon parking lot, tears flowed from her eyes as her hand moved between her legs to rub her aching clit.

Chapter 14 will introduce slut Summer to her husband James...

Chapter 14

Summer Wayne is a 40 year-old High School English senior teacher who has fallen under the control of one of her students. Todd, Master T, is a 19 year-old senior who happened upon his teacher's profile at the Wives Who Need Sex website. There he had seen her profile and a faceless picture. He had convinced the teacher at the site to send him a picture. Given her lack of computer skills, Summer had sent a picture of her whole body, including her face that showed her fucking her pussy with a black dildo. Todd had successfully taken control of his teacher, had had her nipples and cunt lips pierced as well as a three beaded ear piercing that marked her as his possession. Summer is just returning from a trip to an adult bookstore where she has been subjected to punishment, ****** sex, spanking and made to purchase six specific items that her Master T had picked out for her. She has just arrived home dressed in a red dress with spaghetti straps, red pumps and a sore pussy, asshole and mouth...........

Summer parked her car in the garage, closed the garage door and scurried into the house. She did not even bother removing the package that contained the sex toys that she had been ****** to buy (she did not remember paying for them) and the clothes that she had worn to work this morning (except for her skirt and blouse). She had arrived home at almost 9:00 PM, which meant that she had been ****** at Bill Fraser's bookstore for almost two hours.

Summer ran upstairs and logged into the sub-finder link on the school website. When the link opened, Summer punched in her school ID and requested a substitute teacher for her class on Wednesday. Once she received confirmation of the request, Summer logged out of the site.

Summer then saw her email light was on in her personal email account. She hesitated because she just knew that there would be an email from Todd detailing something that he was going to make her do to please him, but she just did not have the energy to start up tonight. Her pussy was sore. Her ass cheeks and ass hole were sore. Her lips and mouth were sore. Every part of her body was sore from the degradation she received at the hands of Bill Fraser and friends.

But, not wanting to get Todd riled up while he was away in Washington, Summer clicked on the white envelope at the bottom of her monitor and opened her email. Thank goodness she said to herself. There was only one email and it was from her husband James. He detailed his latest business triumphs in Asia and how much he was looking forward to getting home in less than four weeks now. His email also told Summer that he would be calling as usual on Wednesday (around 10:00 PM her time, which is noon his time in Japan) via SKYPE so they could chat and see each other at the same time.

Summer closed the email, walked the short distance to her bedroom, stripped off the red dress and heels. She jumped into the shower to try and wash away the accumulated cum from the night at Bill Fraser's bookstore and to get the feeling of the men touching her from her body. The hot water felt wonderful on her skin, but it also made her ass sting after the paddling that she had received. Summer let the water stream over her head and down her body as she rested against the glass wall of the shower. Then, she began to cry as her mind went back to the bookstore and the pole in the middle of the floor. How had she been so stupid to just mindlessly go into the bookstore in the first place? Why couldn't she have just walked away from everything and start anew.

But then her thoughts went to her two sons and how they would be affected if somehow Todd were to send pictures of their ****** performing sexual acts with men that were not their ******. She had to do whatever it took to protect her ******** from her situation. Hopefully, in a month, when James got back to the states, he could help her out of the situation she was in with Todd.

Mindlessly, Summer's hands applied the herbal cleanse to her body. She shivered as her fingers raked over her nipples as she felt the bar bell piercings. Her nipples had always stood erect before the piercings, but now they were rock hard and were sensitive all the time. Summer's fingers continued to touch her nipples and then she began to pull at the piercings to stretch the nipples even further away from her body. "Oh God what is wrong with me," she said aloud.

Not paying attention to her question, Summer lowered her right hand down between the folds of her pussy lips. She felt the ring piercings in each lip, gave them a little tug and then moved her hand to her hairless pubic mound. She was surprised that there was a bit of stubble and knew that she had to shave that area, but that could be taken care of in the morning.

Summer moved her fingers to the erect clit that was so sensitive to touch that she almost came immediately. But, Summer's body needed to relax and she so badly needed an intense orgasm to wipe away the mental picture of the men who basically raped her tonight. Summer's index and middle fingers began to rhythmically move over the clit and would slide into the folds of her pussy lips. She would ************* slip her middle finger into her pussy in an effort to remove the feeling of the condom covered cocks that had penetrated her for the past two hours.

Summer's hand began to move more rapidly as her body reacted to the stimulation of her fingers as well as her mind as it relived the degradation she had been subjected to at the tanning salon and at the bookstore. She remembered being fucked by Sandy and her strap on dildo, being tied to the pole in Bill's store and then the seven men who had ****** her there. She could not believe that she was turned on by the events, but that did not matter at this point as she had to have an orgasm.

The harder she tried to cum the more difficult it was for her to cum. She suddenly remembered that her hardest orgasms tonight had been when there was a cock in her body. She opened the door to the shower and with her body fully wet, Summer walked into the bedroom, opened her night stand and withdrew the black dildo that had gotten her into this mess in the first place.

Summer padded across the plush Berber carpet back into the shower. Her nipples even more erect now (if that was possible) due to the cold air and then her body being met with the hot spray from the shower. Summer leaned back against the glass panel of the shower wall, slipped the head of the black dildo into the opening of her pussy and slowly pushed it inside. She moved her left hand back up to her breasts as she began to alternate between the two nipples pulling and twisting them.

Summer worked six of the nine inches of the dildo into her body and then began to slowly fuck it into and out of her pussy. The walls of her pussy tried to grab the cock as it slid in and out. Summer fucked herself faster and faster, she raised herself up onto her tiptoes to increase the tension in her body. Finally, her body erupted into orgasm and Summer let the feeling wash over her body until she was able to turn off the water to exit the shower.

Summer wrapped her body in the luxurious bath towel from the set that James had purchased for her in Thailand. She then wrapped her hair in a smaller towel from the same set, went about removing what little make-up remained after her ordeal and made her way to the bed. Summer was so tired that she fell onto the bed, wrapped herself in the bedding duvet and fell fast asleep.

Summer was awakened by the sound of lawn mowers and shrubbery trimmers. She forgot that Wednesday was the day that her husband James had set up as yard day while he was out of the country. As Summer rose from the bed, she felt deep pain in her ass, down her legs (especially the hamstrings), her wrists, elbows, mouth, pussy and her ass. She slowly made her way to the bathroom and was very pleased when she did not find a pool of ***** in the bowl or marks on her body.

Summer threw the bath towels on the tile floor of the bathroom, reached into her closet and grabbed her thick terry cloth robe and slipped her feet into her not so frilly bedroom slippers. She padded down the steps of the stairs and found her way into the kitchen. She took out one of the containers of single cup coffees that she had purchased, placed it into the filter, grabbed a tall mug from the cabinet and pressed start on the single cup coffee maker. The kitchen was encased in sunshine as the rear of the house was almost totally glass with several French doors opening up onto the rear patio where only this past Sunday Lisa and her husband Steve had ****** Summer to have sex with them all the while being watched by her neighbor Mr. Johnson.

Summer was thankful that the workers were in the front yard and she could enjoy the momentary silence of the kitchen as the front yard had lots of shrubbery to trim as well as edging of the driveway, walkway and street edging would take quite a while. Summer's coffee finished brewing, she grabbed the French Vanilla flavored Coffee mate from the refrigerator, poured in her favorite amount and sat back down on the bar stool to which she had been tied and beaten with a ping pong paddle just two days ago at the hands of her teenage master.

Summer got lost in the events of the last couple of days, her ********** to a student, the piercings, the spankings, the new clothes, the looks she was receiving at school, Lisa's domination, Steve's hard cock, the tanning salon and the degradation she had experienced at the hands of Bill Fraser at the adult bookstore. She still could not believe that only this past Thursday, less than a week ago, she was a career English teacher, loving wife, ****** of two wonderful boys who were off to college and an active member of community charity organizations. But all of that changed when she accidentally sent a picture through that damn website and it fell in the hands of one of her students.

Summer was very happy that she had been given the day off by Todd. She did not think that she could have managed to be sane at school today given what had happened to her the past two days. She still had to go to the tanning salon today as she did not want to alert Todd by not going to the salon. She was still shaken up by the pictures that were taken, but she knew of no way to prevent them being used in any advertising campaign. Summer was hopeful that Sandy would not be there.

At that exact moment, her phone, resting in the charger cradle buzzed indicating that she had received a text message. Summer knew it had to be from her young master, but she needed her peace and quiet morning coffee. Then she realized that it was almost noon. She had slept over 13 hours and only now realized it. Her day was almost half over and she knew that the tanning appointment was at 4:00 PM. Summer also knew that she had to prepare for class on Thursday because she knew that the substitute in her class would only be able to assign the chapters as indicated in her lesson plan on her desk. Thank goodness she had planned ahead for the week. She would hate to have Principal Harding do a spot check of her plans as he has done to other teachers this year. Summer admitted that her principal intimidated her and she was very uneasy around him. The meeting after Melanie's ****** had complained about her grading scale had put Summer on edge with not only Melanie & her ******, but Principal Harding too.

Summer's thoughts were interrupted once again by the familiar buzz of her phone signaling the receipt of a text message. Summer walked around the kitchen's island to the desk sitting adjacent to the refrigerator. She sat down in the straight backed chair with the hard seat and pulled her iphone from the charger. Sure enough it was a series of texts from the familiar number of her master.

Summer clicked on the first of three texts and began to read:

"Slut I got a report from Bill that you were a very good slut last night and that he was most pleased with your performance as well as how the camera found your performance to be."

Summer quickly replied, "Thank you Master T."

Summer then went on to the second text:

"Slut, why are you wearing that house coat and bedroom slippers? You know the rules when you are home alone."

Summer immediately went pale. She forgot that Todd had put cameras in several areas of the house, her bedroom and kitchen being two of the known areas. She completely forgot that she was required to wear the six inch white heels and have the butt plug inserted in her ass whenever she was home alone. She also knew that the only robe she was allowed to wear was the white, silk almost see-through robe that no longer had the silk tie to keep it closed. Summer could only wear that robe if she had to greet anyone at her door.

"Master, I am so sorry that I am not wearing what you have directed, but I was so strung out after last night that I completely forgot. Please forgive me," Summer frantically typed.

Summer clicked on the third message that simply said:

"Slut, you have 30 minutes to haul your ass back upstairs, shower, shave your cunt and ass crack, insert your butt plug, slip on the heels, fix your hair and make-up like the slut you are and get back into the kitchen. Once in the kitchen, take a picture of yourself and text it to me."

Summer quickly replied, "Yes Master T."

Summer almost ran up the steps to her bedroom. She threw the terry cloth robe on the floor and flung the bedroom slippers across the room in a quick kicking motion with each of her feet. She turned on the water and it immediately was hot as her husband had installed a continuous circulating system from the hot water heater to the master bath room, which Summer was quite thankful for at this very moment.

As the water cascaded down her back, Summer quickly rubbed soap under her arms, down her legs, over her breasts and down the crack of her ass. The hot water felt wonderful, but she had no time to enjoy its pleasing effects. Summer quickly lathered her pubic area with the sensitive skin shaving cream and using her newest lady razor, began to run the blades over her skin. She was careful not to clip the lips of her pussy or the rings that adorned those lips. Summer wasted little time with finesse as she was under the gun for completing this task.

Summer spread her legs and carefully completed shaving her pussy mound. Next she bent over at the waist, took the can of shaving cream and put a generous amount into her hand and then she slid her hand in the crack of her ass making sure to coat the around her ass hole. It did not take long to shave this area and she quickly exited the shower. She dried herself with the extra towel that had been hanging from the brass towel rack and stepping over last night's towels as she headed to her dressing table.

Summer slid open the make-up drawer, pulled out the pink butt plug and the KY Jelly. She flipped open the cap to the jelly and squeezed a large amount of goo onto the tip of the plug and she began to rub it up and down the six inch shaft. Summer wanted to make sure that it was appropriately lubricated before she attempted to insert it because her ass was sore from last night and she was not sure she could withstand any more pain in that area of her body.

Once she was satisfied that the shaft of the pink butt plug was sufficiently lubricated, Summer took a small glob of the jelly and applied it to her ass hole. Next she took the butt plug's flat base in her right hand and bending over, spread her ass cheeks with her left hand. When the tip of the plug touched her ass hole, Summer pressed it ******* the tip to slip inside. Summer was surprised when the plug slide quite easily into her ass all the way to the pink base. Then Summer remembered the butt plug that she had purchased last night, the harness for it and the cocks fucking in and out of her at the direction of Bill Fraser.

Summer sat down on her make up stool quickly applying dark colors around her eyes, highlighting her cheeks with the rose colored rouse and then applied the ruby red lipstick that her master had required to wear all the time.

Once satisfied that her hair and make-up met her master's demands, Summer slipped on the white string lace thong and then stepped into the white, six inch heels. Even though she had worn them the past two days, she was still unsure of herself as she walked out of the bedroom and headed down the stairs. Summer had her white silk robe over her arm as she was allowed to wear it if for some reason she had to answer the door. Even though the tie of the robe had been removed, Summer felt covered when she was allowed to wear it.

Once back in the kitchen, Summer quickly placed her iphone on the counter propped against one of the heavy glass candle holders, set the automatic timer and stood for the inevitable flash of the camera. Summer quickly opened the photo folder to see if the picture was worthy of her master's demand. Summer was disappointed as the room was too dark and her body was washed out by the flash.

Summer went around the kitchen and turned on all of the lights for better illumination. Once again, Summer set up the camera, set the timer and stood in the sexiest pose she could summon. After the camera's flash, Summer once again opened the photo folder and was pleased with the resulting picture, though it showed her face, her erect nipples and the white lace thong covering her bald pussy.

Summer quickly forwarded the picture to her teenage master and waited for a reply. While waiting, Summer made another cup of coffee and sat on the same bar stool on which she had been paddled on Monday night. Unbeknownst to Summer, the landscape crew of three had moved to the backyard and had seen the lights come on in the kitchen area as well as the flash of the camera. It was obvious to them that Summer was taking pictures of herself and they could see that she was only wearing high heels and a thong. With her back to the patio, Summer was not aware that the workers had gathered just off of the patio, hidden by the large azaleas that afforded some privacy whenever she and James had entertained. The men could clearly see the thin straps of the white thong wrapped around her slim waist and then the thin line slipping between the teacher's ass cheeks.

Summer's phone soon buzzed announcing the receipt of a text. It could only be from her master. Summer waited a couple of minutes before reading the text. After she had taken a couple of sips of her coffee, Summer opened the text to read:

"Slut that is a satisfactory pic. However, you did not confirm that you had your pink butt plug inserted in your slut ass. Take a pic now to confirm and send to me."

Summer flicked her iphone to the camera mode and looked around to find a way to set the phone in such a manner so that she could easily take a picture of her ass which would reflect that she indeed had the pink plug in her ass. She decided to use the bar stool to bend over and place the phone on the kitchen table.

As she turned towards the kitchen table, she saw the three sets of eyes staring back at her. Summer quickly covered her breasts, turned away from the door and quickly disappeared out of the kitchen. Summer ran up the stairs and slammed the bedroom door shut. Summer was shaking with apprehension from being observed by the three yard men, two Hispanics and the white owner of the business whom James, her husband, had hired to manage the large yard while he was out of the country.

Summer's delay in sending the demanded picture caused her to receive a not too subtle text back from her young master:

"Slut, why haven't you sent me the picture of your ass that proves to me that you have your pink butt plug in your asshole that I asked for?"

Summer quickly texted back to her young master, "Master T, I looked out into my back yard and the lawn service employees were staring at me through the sliding glass doors from the patio. I ran upstairs to take my picture for you."

Summer quickly placed the iphone on her make-up table in her room, set the auto timer, moved in front of the camera and bent over at the waist while spreading her ass cheeks for complete verification of the butt plug's insertion in her ass.

Summer clicked on the picture, typed a short message to her master and sent the picture to him.

Todd was on a small break from the tours of the Smithsonian Museum. He was bored of the tour and could only think about his slut teacher and what she had been through since he had been gone.

The tanning salon treatments had been going great and the session that Bill put her through at the bookstore was as he expected. But, for Melanie to be able to record Summer's orgasms in the bathroom was a blessing. Now he could involve Melanie in the further degradation and *********** of his English teacher. He also knew that Melanie's ****** was very mad at his English teacher slut and Todd thought that that might come in handy too.

Todd received his slut's text about having to move upstairs because of the landscape workers in her yard. Then the text came through that revealed very distinctly that Summer did in fact have the pink butt plug inserted in her sexy ass. Todd could also see the white thin silk strip of material going between his slut's ass checks that served to help hold the plug in her ass. Todd sent a text back to the teacher who was now the slut of an 18-yearold student:

"Slut, you have satisfied the requirement for having your butt plug in your ass. However, you did not adhere to the rule that requires that you insert the plug into your ass before you go to bed and to leave it there until told to remove. You have disregarded my specific instructions once again."

Summer's heart sank when see read the latest text from her young master. She could only imagine that some form of punishment was in her very near future. But, she shuddered to think what it might entail. So, Summer quickly responded to her master's text:

"Master T, I am so sorry for not following your directions. But, as I told you I was so tired and sore from the things that Bill Fraser and his friends did to me that I simply fell asleep once I got home last night. I promise to never do that again. Please don't punish me Master T."

As Summer sat on the edge of her unmade bed, she thought more about her situation. She was the slave to a teenager, she had been ****** to fuck as well as suck seven total strangers at the hands of a total stranger Bill Fraser and here she was sitting on the edge of her bed with a white thong and a pair of 6 inch white heels as her only clothing. Her ass was filled with the pink butt plug and it was being ****** deeper into her anal passage because of the way she was sitting on her bed. She became worried that she did not receive a quick response from her teenage master to her text that included the incriminating picture of her ass with the pink flat base held in place with the thin strap of cloth that ran down the crack of her ass.

Summer was jolted from her thoughts by the ringing of the doorbell at the front door. She realized that she had not left the payment for the landscape services in the mailbox as her husband James had previously arranged. Quietly to herself, Summer mumbled, "Fuck".

Now she was trapped because Mark Freeman of Mark's Landscaping was at her front door looking for the $90 check for the weekly service. Mark and his crew had also been in the backyard looking through the French doors of her kitchen when she had taken pictures of herself to send to her young master.

Summer knew that a camera or cameras in her house would be focused on the door. She knew that she had to take the check to the door, but she would not be able to cover herself out of modesty because she was only allowed to wear the sheer white robe, which would clearly reveal her nipples and her thong to Mark.

Summer went to her dresser, pulled out her check book, made out a check for $90, slipped on the sheer robe and headed down the steps. Maybe she could just slip the check through a crack in the door Summer wondered. As she approached the bottom of the steps, Summer could see three figures through the cut glass front door.

As Summer slowly opened the front door, she stuck her right hand out the small crack with the check held tightly in her hand. She told Mark that she was not properly dressed and asked him to just take the check. But to Summer's horror, Mark pushed on the door and ****** it open wide enough for him to be able to poke his upper torso and head inside.

Mark then spoke to Summer, "Ms. Wayne, this sprinkler head is broken. We were running a test and found it not operating properly. There has been some pretty bad erosion near to your patio and if you don't get it fixed quickly, you could have some serious problems. I need your authorization to replace it."

Mark could not see Summer's nipples pressed against the sheer material of her robe. He saw that Summer's face was flushed, but she made no attempt to close the robe to prevent him from seeing the front of her white lace thong also. He paused for a moment and then said, "Before you approve this I really think that you should come outside and let me show you what kind of damage has occurred as a result of this faulty sprinkler head."

Summer quickly replied, "Mark, it is ok for you to go ahead and repair the sprinkler head. I am sure my husband James will be satisfied that you repaired it."

"Well, Ms. Wayne, I think it would be more proper for me to show the owner of the property what kind of damage has occurred. It would not be appropriate for me to just change out a sprinkler head, repair the erosion and then bill you without you having seen the problem."

All the while he is talking, Mark is giving Summer's body the once over. He also is inching the door further open so that he is basically inside the house in the foyer with the almost naked teacher. Mark's stare was making Summer very uncomfortable and she did not know what to do.

At that point, Summer heard her cell phone start ringing. It was a special ringtone that she had linked to Todd Spiller's phone number so that if he called, she would know to answer it as quickly as she could. Unfortunately, at this time, the phone was still upstairs in her bedroom.

Summer then asked, "Mark, would it be ok if I went upstairs to answer my phone? It is probably the school calling and I must take the call."

Mark thought it was odd that Summer asked his permission to answer her phone. But, looking up the stairs, he thought it would be a great view to watch her go up them to get her phone. "Sure Summer, it will be ok for you to go and get your phone, but hurry back as I don't have all day," was Mark's curt reply.

About halfway up the stairs, Summer suddenly realized what kind of view was being afforded Mark Freeman. She tried her best to not sway her hips or to bend over, but the high heels and the butt plug made going up the stairs almost painful. It took all of Summer's nerves to not turn around and see if Mark was watching her.

Mark could not believe the view he had. He bent down as if tying his boot which afforded him a direct view of Summer's ass and he could make out the outline of the base of the pink butt plug held in place by only the thin strip of material of the white lace thong. He could not believe how sexy this teacher was and the fact that she was prancing around in her house dressed like a slut only made the situation that much more interesting to Mark.

As Summer reached the top of the stairs, she knew that Mark had seen her ass and probably could see the fact that she had a pink butt plug inserted into her ass. But, she could not worry about that now as she had to answer the phone before it stopped ringing.

Summer grabbed the phone off of the bed and quickly answered, "Master T this is your slut."

"What took you so long to answer the phone slut," was Todd's quick reply.

"Master T, I was downstairs paying the landscape crew for the weekly service. But, the owner of the company was showing me a faulty sprinkler head and I was trying to get him out of the house, but he is insisting that I go out to the back yard to see the damage caused by the sprinkler head's failure. But, I cannot go outside dressed like this," was Summer's reply.

Now Todd had an idea as to how to punish his slut for not having the butt plug inserted as she was required as well as wearing the heels with the white thong as her slut uniform. He thought fast about what he wanted to make her do. In this instance, he did not want to have her fucked so soon after being fucked and ****** to suck all of Bill Fraser's friends just last night.

"Slut, for not following the specific rules last night you must be punished. To be frank, I am very disappointed in your disregard for my directions. Is the landscape crew still in your house," typed Todd.

"Master T, I am sorry that I did not do as you had instructed, I just thought that based on your instructions to take today off, I did not have to wear the butt plug, thong and white heels. Please forgive me Master," Summer replied.

"Who told you to think slut? You did not answer my question slut," was Todd's quick reply.

"Yes Master T, the owner, Mark Freeman is downstairs waiting on me to go outside with him so that he can show me the damage. I know he just wants to see me more exposed," was Summer's text message back to Todd.

"I will give you two choices slut from which you can pick to serve as your punishment. You can either go downstairs as you are dressed to inspect the sprinkler damage or you can go back to Bill Fraser's bookstore and return the red dress from last night," was Todd's text.

Summer was dealt another blow of degradation and this time she had to choose her degradation. Being exposed to a friend of James' and his workers in her own yard just did not make any sense to her. So, even fearing what Bill Fraser would make her do, Summer knew she could only choose that option.

"Master T, I choose to return the red dress to Bill Fraser," was Summer's response to Todd.

"Very well slut. Get rid of the landscape crew by inspecting the damage. You are to wear the red dress and your white pumps to do the inspection. Don't be late to your tanning appointment," was Master T's response and then the line went dead.

Summer was trapped again. Not only was she going to have to go back to Bill Fraser's bookstore, but she was now going to have to wear the tight fitting red dress from last night.

"Ms. Wayne are you through with your call yet," called Mark Freeman from the foyer.

His voice brought Summer out of her stupor and ****** her to quickly strip off the robe. "Yes Mark, I am getting dressed for a meeting; I will be down in just a minute. Please wait for me in the kitchen," responded Summer.

Summer took off her shoes, padded across the Berber carpet into her closet. There on the floor was the dress, if you could call it that, lying on the floor in a ball. Summer went to the bathroom; she pulled the thong from between her ass cheeks and then removed the pink butt plug. She felt that it was ok to do that given that she would be going outside the house and then later to the tanning salon.

Summer raised the red dress over her head, slipped her hands through the arm slots and pulled it down her body. Summer struggled with how tight the dress was as she pulled it over her breasts. Once it covered her breasts, Summer slipped the dress down over her hips and pulled it as far as the slinky material of the dress would go. Summer stepped into the white six inch pumps and then looked at herself in the full length mirror. Summer was shocked to see how the dress accentuated her breasts, hips and she could see the outline of the white thong. It was quite obvious that her nipples were pierced as the round balls on the ends of each of the piercings were clearly evident through the stretchy material of the dress. Summer turned around to look at the back of the dress and she saw that the hem of the dress fell just two inches below the cheeks of her ass. There was no way for her to be a lady in this dress as anyone looking at her would be able to see right up to her hairless crotch if she were to sit on a bar stool or chair.

Summer headed out the bedroom door and walked as quietly and slowly down the steps as she could. She still was not used to wearing such high heels and her body still ached from the punishment she received last night at the hands of Bill Fraser and his "friends".

Summer was pleased that Mark Freeman was not at the foot of the stairs because he would have been afforded a view directly up her skirt and he would have been able to see the white thong pulled between her pussy lips.

Summer walked into the kitchen. Mark could hear her approaching as the shoes Summer was wearing made a distinct clacking sound as she walked down the hardwood hallway into the kitchen. Mark Freeman could not believe his eyes. Here came this stunningly sexy English teacher wearing white six inch pumps, her nipples pressed hard against the stretchy material of a red dress that barely covered her pussy and he could make out the outline of piercings in each nipple. "James is one lucky SOB", Mark thought to himself.

"Summer, what kind of meeting do you have today that you would be dressed up so sexy", asked Mark.

"Oh Mark, it is a charity function for one of James' charities and I am a host", Summer lied.

"Maybe I need to go to the function if you are going to be there dressed like that. I have some money I would like to deposit", Mark said as he stared at the breasts of his friend's wife. Mark could feel his cock becoming erect and was not at all ashamed to let the teacher see it.

"Mark, can you please show me the work that you want to complete. I have to get to the facility by 4:00 PM to get everything ready", Summer lied again.

Mark led the sexy teacher through the French doors out onto the patio. His workers, Juan and Manuel were sitting on the rock wall that formed an oval enclosure of the patio. The workers were seated on either side of the wall's opening that led to the back yard. Summer's thoughts quickly went back to Sunday afternoon and the torment that Lisa and her husband Steve had ****** on her.

The looks on the faces of Juan and Manuel let Summer know that the dress in fact did detail her piercings. She swore she heard one of them say in broken English, "What a slut", which sent a shiver down her spine, but hearing the word from a total stranger made her feel strangely turned on in the moment.

Mark guided Summer around the rock wall into the yard. She was having a very difficult time walking in the six inch heels in the grass. At one point, Summer stumbled and fortunately, Mark was close to her and as she fell against him, she felt his hands reach around her waist to support her. His hands found their way to the outline of the top of her thong and he left it there until they reached the problem area of the yard.

Mark squatted down and began explaining the issues that had to be resolved, the amount of work involved and the amount of materials that would be needed. Mark noticed Juan and Manuel walking up behind the teacher and the thought he would give them a little show. "Summer, here I need you to take a closer look at this sprinkler damage", Mark said as he pointed to the ground.

For effect, he tugged on Summer's arm and ****** her to bend over at the waist. In this position, he was sure that his two employees were getting a good view of the teacher's ass and could quite possibly make out the lines of the thong he knew her to be wearing. Juan and Manuel were indeed getting their eyes full of the sexy teacher's ass as they stopped a few feet behind her to get a good look.

Mark held Summer's arm for a couple of minutes to accentuate the material of the dress stretching over her ass. Mark kept a firm grip on her arm so that she was ****** to bend over a little further. Juan and Manuel were being treated with a view of the teacher's ass cheeks now as the hem of the red dress had worked its way up to just below the cheeks, but in the bent over position, Summer's cheeks peeked out from the hem.

Satisfied that his employees had been given a treat, Mark released Summer's arm and he noticed that for a moment, she stayed in the bent over position. Summer was afraid to stand up because she was not sure that she would be allowed to and the fact that the men were leering at her made her feel uncomfortable as well as turned on. But, she had to leave as it was now 3:25 and it took 30 minutes to get to the salon.

"To get started on the work, I need you to sign an authorization form for me so that there are not questions as to the work assignment," Mark said.

"Mark, as I have to leave, please place the proposal in our mailbox and I will sign it tonight when I get back home from the meeting," replied Summer.

Mark then replied, "Summer let's sit here on the patio and go over the proposal so that if you have questions, I can address them now."

Without giving Summer time to protest, Mark sat down at the glass top table and opened his folder, withdrew the proposal and set it on the table. As Summer went to sit down across the table, Mark in a commanding way, "Summer, as my men have worked hard in your yard today, go and get them a beer from your kitchen. I will wait here for you."

Summer was taken aback by the tone and directions Mark was giving to her. But, she knew that she did not have time to fool around as it was getting perilously close to the time she had to leave to get to the salon in time. She quickly crossed the patio with her heels clicking against the floor. The three men watched her ass as she walked with the cheeks swaying with each step.

As Summer returned, the men watched her every step and were pleased to see how her breasts moved in rhythm with each step that the teacher took. The men could clearly see her erect nipples as well as being able to make out the piercings with the knobs on each end of the piercings.

Summer noticed that the Juan & Manuel had taken up the same places on the rock wall as before. She the men the beers and each looked deeply into her eyes with obvious lust, which completely unnerved her, but somehow thrilled her to be the object of such lust from three strangers. Summer noticed that her pussy was getting moist from all of the attention and the electricity in the air with how she had been made to wear the red dress.

As Summer started to take a seat, Mark told her to stand beside him and look over the report as that way he can point things out to her as well as making notes on the proposal. Mark took an inordinate amount of time to go over the work to be done, the materials to be used and the ultimate cost of the proposal. All the while, he was ******* Summer to bend over at the waist, resting one hand on the table as she looked over the proposal. In this position and with the six inch white heels, the hem of the dress was raised even higher almost revealing her ass cheeks and it stretched the material of the dress across her ass which clearly revealed the outline of her thong.

As Mark completed his summarization, he offered his pen to Summer for her signature. As she signed, Mark's two employees sitting on the wall swore to each other that they could see the thong slipping between the slut's ass cheeks. Summer heard them murmur, but did not turn to look at them, nor did she attempt to pull the hem down. As Summer finished looking over the proposal, she had to lean further down to be able to sign on each of the three pages of the document where indicated by Mark.

After Summer had signed on the three required lines, Mark knew that he could not delay the end of this encounter any longer. So, he quietly tore the pink sheet out of the proposal and handed it to Summer. As she took the paper from Mark, Summer quickly stood up and almost ran into the house.

Mark and his crew sat around smiling to one another while finishing their beers. Mark contemplated a return visit to make the repairs. Juan and Manuel both, speaking in Spanish, made plans to try and plow the white slut's hot ass.

Summer ran through the house and up the stairs. She knew that she had to return the dress to Bill Fraser after her tanning appointment. She was not told by her young master that she had to wear the dress, but she thought she probably should not temp fate with Master T. But, she decided to take her button up blue jean skirt and a simple, white pull over sweater. In her rush to get out the house and to her tanning appointment, she forgot to pick up a bra or a change of shoes.

Summer jumped into her BMW, top still down and backed out of her driveway. As she got to the bottom of the driveway, Mark was standing by the front end of his truck and motioned for Summer to stop. As he leaned into the car, he was able to get a direct view of her white thong as the hem of the red dress was almost up to Summer's hips.

Mark then said, "I just wanted to thank you for the work and for being so kind to my crew. I look forward to coming back next week and seeing you again."

Summer thanked Mark and headed down the street. Her mind was on the feelings she had as Master T had ****** her to flaunt her body in the red dress and how wet her pussy was at that moment. She cautiously slipped her free hand down between her legs and she touched the slip of white material between her pussy lips. She could feel the moisture on the fabric. To give her hand better access, Summer pressed her left leg against the door of the car. In this position, Summer was able to slip her finger inside the thong and she was pleasantly surprised to find her pussy being very wet.

Summer's drive to the salon was uneventful and she was able to arrive at the salon just minutes before her appointment. She was also pleased to see that Sandy was not there today, so Summer felt like she would not be ****** to have sex with her again. Then a young girl came down the corridor and arrived at the counter. Summer could see immediately that she recognized her as she was one of her former English students. The young girl said, "Ms. Wayne, I did not know you came here. It is nice to see you. I love your dress."

"Hi Gail. I just started coming this week. This is my fourth visit I think as I started on Saturday," replied Summer.

"Ms. Wayne, we are a little behind schedule right now. Sit there in that chair facing the door and I will come get you when your bad is ready," advised Gail.

Summer was not at all pleased to have to wait. The longer she had to be in the salon, the later she would be getting to Bill Fraser's store and she did not want to be there after 5:00 PM because of the risk of men coming in after getting off from work. She also had to be home by 8:00 PM because that is when her weekly Skype call takes place with her husband James while he is away in Asia.

As Summer sat down, she noticed the length, or lack thereof of the red dress. Sitting there looking down, she could almost see the white thong that was moist from her pussy. Staring straight ahead, Summer was looking into a full length mirror and she could see her white thong quite clearly. Just then the door opened and the ring notification went off to alert Gail that a customer had come in. Summer quickly crossed her legs hoping to conceal her panties from the stranger. Even with her legs crossed Summer could see a hint of her panties as well as being able to clearly see her erect nipples. Looking at herself in the mirror, Summer once again wondered how in the matter of one week she could be dragged into such degradation and ********** by a high school student.

Gail's arrival at the counter brought Summer back to reality and she listened as she outlined the tanning programs to the customer. The man selected his preferred program and without reservation had let Gail know that he liked to tan fully nude and wanted to make sure of the age of the beds to ensure that he could get an even tan without worrying about the age of the bed and imperfections it may cause.

Gail listened and tried to relieve any skepticism that he had when she asked Summer, "Ms. Wayne, I know you use your required tanning thong, but you have found the beds to tan satisfactorily?"

Summer was shocked to be brought into the conversation and she was surprised that Gail knew about the tanning thong that Todd had made her wear. Summer meekly replied, "I like the beds, but I have only tanned three times so far."

"Ms. Wayne is being modest here because we have selected her bodies' tan line as a feature in our advertising campaign this year," Gail quickly chimed in.

Summer suddenly remembered the flashes in the hallway and the walk that she was made to take while her body was captured on film by the unknown photographer. She had hoped that the pictures were just a ploy of Todd to make her feel uncomfortable. But here she was being exposed by a former student to a complete stranger.

Summer was startled from her thoughts by a question from Gail, "Ms. Wayne, do you have your tanning thong on right now?"

Embarrassed and feeling like she had been cornered because Gail knew of the pictures Summer meekly replied, "No I do not. It is in the bag that contains my tanning lotion eye ware."

Gail replied, "Well that is disappointing as I wanted Phil here to see how your lines have formed after only three sessions."

"Sorry to disappoint you Gail," answered Summer.

Phil seeing an opportunity to participate in the conversation, "So, Ms. Wayne, do you wear a bikini top also when tanning?"

Summer was feeling even more anxious now that Gail and Phil were asking her personal questions. All she wanted to do was get in the tanning bed as quickly as possible.

Gail chimed in by saying, "Ms. Wayne does not wear a bikini top. As you can see from her tanning bag, she has nipple shields because she has piercings in each nipple."

"Pull your dress off of your shoulders Ms. Wayne so Phil here can see that there are no tan lines," ordered Gail.

"I am not going to do that here in the lobby with a complete stranger," Summer retorted trying to regain some semblance of authority in the situation.

Gail came out from behind the counter and walked towards Summer. As she drew closer, she held out her arm for a comparison with Summer's. Then she slid her hands up to Summer's shoulder and ********** turned Summer so that her back was to Phil. Gail and Phil both could see the outline of Summer's thong. Gail was enjoying being able to touch the sexy teacher. She had fantasized about touching her for so long and especially in her daily class two years ago when she barely passed Senior English.

"I am going to pull the dress top down right now Summer to show Phil the deep tan that you have received in your first three sessions," Gail firmly said as she placed both hands on Summer's shoulders.

Phil behind her could not believe his luck. He just wanted to get started on his tan for the winter trip to Turks & Caicos. He watched as Gail had turned the woman in the red dress without much resistance from Ms. Wayne, now knowing her name was Summer. He could not believe that the woman would offer no resistance to the manipulations for such a young woman.

Summer whispered, "Gail, please stop this. I am uncomfortable with what you are doing and I do not appreciate how you are treating me and please give me the respect I deserve and call me Ms. Wayne."

"Summer, you know you like to show off your body. I mean, you agreed to pose for the salon and we have begun using the pictures of your body in our advertising campaign. So there are many people who have been and will be seeing your body including your sexy ass and the nipple piercings," Gail said.

Slowly, without resistance from Summer, Gail lowered the dress from the poor teacher's shoulders. She stopped when the arms of the dress reached Summer's the middle of her upper arms. Then Gail said to Phil, "See the even, dark tan. This is how our beds work."

Phil chimed in, "Yes I can see it there, but I will be wearing a thin thong also, and I do not want to have any other tan lines."

"Well, Summer here is made to wear a very thing tanning thong. She is required to have only a very thin tan line," said Gail.

"Boy, I sure would love to see her tan lines," inserted Phil.

"That can be arranged for you. Summer, pull up the hem of your dress and show Phil here how good our tanning booths are," ordered Gail.

Summer feeling quite trapped and anxious replied, "Gail, I do not know why you think I would do that for you or him. Please let me go so I can tan."

"Oh Summer, you really do not have a choice do you. I know you like to show off your tan lines. Take a look at the picture behind me. Do you recognize that ass there? It is you of course," Gail replied.

Summer stared at the picture of a woman bending over at the waist, but there was no way for her to easily determine if it was her or not. Then she looked closer and between the legs of the woman in the picture, she could see the familiar ring piercings displayed around the thin piece of cloth between the woman's pussy lips.

Summer, trying to regain some control and to slow the emotional boil that was starting to cause her pussy to become wetter, said, "Gail, I don't know who that person is. So, please let me go and let me tan!"

Summer's terse response was met with a tightened grip on her arms and a sudden shake of her body by Gail. Summer was concerned that even though Gail was slightly shorter than her, she had incredible strength. Summer did not understand why more powerful people seemed to intimidate her more now. She used to be very firm and dominant in meetings. She always felt like she was in control in the past, but now she seemed to always be submissive with whoever gave her instructions. And, the fact that she was being manipulated by a former student in the presence of a man, for his pleasure was having the same familiar effect or being turned on, but not knowing why.

Summer felt Gail's fingernails digging into her arms slightly. The brightly colored red nails were at least half an inch long and they were making indentations into Summer's skin in a painful, but yet erotic way.

"Please Gail, don't make me show him my tan line. I beg you to please let me go tan," pleaded Summer.

Gail replied, "Summer you have already given him a pretty good view of body in that red dress. Let him see your tan line and I will get you into your bed right away."

Summer replied, "I will do it if you promise to let me go tan." Summer knew that her time was running out. She had to tan, return the dress to Bill Fraser and then rush home to Skype with her husband James by 8:00 PM.

"I promise Summer. Now pull the hem of your dress up above your waist, bend over a bit and show Phil your tan line," ordered Gail

Summer's brief hesitation was met with increased pressure on her arms. Summer felt Gail's long nails pressing into her flesh. To keep Gail from drawing *****, Summer slowly lowered her arms and her hands found the hem of her dress just in the middle of her ass cheeks. In this position, Summer did not really have to pull the hem up as Phil had a great view of her ass as well as the thin line of material of the white thong that was part of her slut uniform she was required to wear at home. Fortunately, she had been able to take the pink butt plug out of her ass before leaving.

Slowly and reluctantly, Summer raised the hem of her skirt up to her waist. She left it there along with her hands gripping the dress firmly. Phil could not believe his good fortune. All he had wanted was to get a tanning agreement and to make sure the beds were of high quality. Now he was participating in the *********** of an older woman who happened to be a teacher at the hands of one of her former students.

Phil pressed his advantage a little further and said, "That looks pretty good, but I cannot really determine the richness of the tan line because her thong is hiding it."

"Stand here like you are so I can see Summer," Gail directed.

Gail released Summer's arms, walked around behind her former teacher and looked at her sexy and exposed ass. Gail decided it was time to get some retribution for the "C" she received from the cold bitch of a teacher, which caused her to not be an honor graduate and prevented her from gaining admission to the state university. Summer remained in her slightly bent over position with her hands still grasping the hem of the red dress.

"Yes I see what you mean Phil. I cannot see her tan line either. Let me see if I can make it easier for you," said Gail.

Gail put her hands on Summer's back and pressed her so that she was ****** to bend over further. Next Gail placed her hands on Summer's hips, grasped the side strings of her white thong and pulled them down over her former teacher's ass. Summer began to protest, but it was met with a swift slap on both of her ass cheeks by her former student. Summer froze as the pain from the slaps was rein****** from the pain she had received from the spanking administered by Bill Fraser last night. Summer remained bent over, grasping the hem of the dress and did not protest further.

Gail had Summer's thong now pulled down below her ass cheeks. She was instructed to spread her legs so that her tan line could be more easily seen. Gail placed her feet against the inside of the teacher's six white heels and helped her spread her legs. The thong was pulled tightly against the bottom of the teacher's ass cheeks. Wanting to humiliate the teacher further, Gail once again pulled the thong down until it was at mid-thigh stretched tautly by Summer's spread legs.

With her compliant teacher remaining in the exposed position, Gail stood up and gave Phil a better view of Summer's ass cheeks revealing a fine, but thin tan line. As Gail walked away, Phil could not only see the tan line, but he was able to see that Summer's pussy was completely shaven as well as her asshole. He leaned down even further and looked between the poor teacher's legs. Phil was able to see the ring piercings in each of the teacher's cunt lips.

While still bent over and exposed to another strange man, Summer could feel that feeling coming over her body again as well as her pussy beginning to open and close seeking a cock. It was amazing to her that the more she was humiliated the more turned on she became. And to think, all because a high school student had taken complete control of her only six days ago on that fateful Thursday night. Summer felt hands on her ass now as Phil began to take liberties with the compliant teacher.

About that time, Gail returned with Summer's tanning bag. She opened it and showed Phil the tanning thong that Summer was "required" to wear. The widest portion of the thong was barely one inch with the side straps of the thong almost non-existent.

Intrigued, Phil asked, "Why is she required to wear this tanning thong?"

Gail replied, "I do not know for sure, but my instructions are very specific in that she is to wear this thong, she has nipple covers to protect her piercings and she has a headset that she is to wear whenever she tans."

"That is very interesting. This is a very fun and exciting tanning salon for sure," said Phil.

All the while, Summer remained bent over at the waist, hands still grasping the hem of the red dress and her thong pulled down to her mid-thighs. Phil watched as the hand prints from the two slaps administered by Gail on the teacher's ass became more prominent.

"Boy, I sure would like to see the tanning thong on this beautiful woman's body as well as to see how the nipple covers look. Can you make her show me?, asked Phil.

"I think that can be arranged Phil. Summer, go down to room 7, strip your dress off, leave your shoes on and I will be there to help you get ready for your tan," ordered Gail.

Gail and Phil watched as Summer bent over further and picked up her carry bag. Summer shoes clicked as she walked across the lobby floor and headed down the hall way to room 7. Closing the door, Summer realized that she had not lowered the hem of the dress and she did not even realize that she had not done so. Summer was confused because on the one hand she was disgusted by the treatment she had received at the hands of another former student, but on the other hand her body betrayed her as she could feel the moisture building in her pussy. She wanted desperately to bring herself off to gain the orgasm she so badly needed, but the situation did not allow for her to do so.

As instructed, Summer slipped the red dress up over her head, folded it and neatly placed it on the back of the chair in the room. For some semblance of modesty, Summer turned her back to the door, but was met with a full length mirror that gave her a view of her entire body. She could easily see that her nipples were fully erect with the bar bell piercings in each one. She spread her legs just a little and she could see the piercings in each of her pussy lips. Then, Summer pulled the hair around her right ear and turned her head just a little so that she could see the piercings there also.

As she looked at her body, Summer's hands began to move down to her pussy and she felt the wetness there. As her finger scraped over her now erect clit, a shiver went all over her body. Summer watched as the middle finger of her right hand began to quickly rub in a circular motion against her clit. Summer spread her legs even further and inserted the middle two fingers of her left hand into her now sopping wet pussy. She began fucking her fingers into and out of her pussy in rhythm with the circular stimulation of her right hand on her clit.

Just as Summer reached the precipice of her orgasm, Gail and Phil walked through the door. Summer was able to pull her fingers away from her body without being seen, but both Gail and Phil could smell her sex as the air was filled with her aroma.

Gail was the first to speak, "Summer, slip the tanning thong on so that Phil can see how it looks on your body."

Without turning around, Summer reached out, took the garment, if you can call it that and sat down on the chair. As she sat down, she slipped her right foot out of the white heel. "Don't do that Summer," ordered Gail.

With her back resting against the folded red dress, Summer leaned over and slipped the thong over the toes of each of her white heels. She drew it around the heels and began to pull it up her legs. Once she reached her knees, Summer rose to pull the thin piece of material up her thighs.

As she turned away from her current tormentors and facing the full length mirror, Summer pulled the thong up to her waist and aligned it with the visible tan lines. As she watched herself, Summer aligned the small one inch strip of material over her pubic area. This action caused the thin material running from the front material to the T in back to slip into her pussy which spread her pussy lips while causing the piercings to be visible on either side of the material.

Phil was watching and could not help but get a raging hard on. Gail was doing her best to fully humiliate her teacher for just a little payback for the grade and lack of compassion Summer had shown her two years ago.

Gail directed Summer to stretch her hands above her head as she looked into the mirror. Summer hesitated, but her resistance was met with a quick reminder of her situation with a hard slap across her ass. Summer quickly raised her hands above her head fully extending her arms. She closed her eyes because she could not bear to witness any more *********** at the hands of strangers. But, as has been the case for the past week, the more she was humiliated the more turned on she became.

Gail took the deep tanning lotion from Summer's bag and from behind, began spreading it over the teacher's body. Gail paid particular attention to Summer's ass cheeks. She pressed against Summer's mid-back indicating that she was to bend over. Summer did not delay and quickly bent over placing her eyes directly in line with Phil's crotch. Summer's arms were still extended over her head as if she were standing upright.

Gail slipped her fingers into the sides of Summer's tanning thong and pulled it below her former teacher's ass cheeks. Then, with her fingers coated with tanning lotion, Gail slipped them between the ass cheeks of the now bent over teacher. Gail slid her middle finger down the crack of the English teacher's ass until it reached her puckered ass hole. Gail methodically applied lotion to the ass hole and slipped her middle finger deep into the teacher. Gail could feel the muscles grip her finger and she swore she felt Summer push back against her hand. Gail removed her finger to which she heard a small gasp escape from Summer's lips. Phil had moved toward the teacher placing his crotch just out of the reach of the almost prone teacher. Phil was imagining his eight inch cock over the lips and down the throat of this sexy teacher.

Gail squirted more lotion into the palm of her and then squatted down to apply the lotion to the backs of the teacher's legs. Gail's face was almost pressed into Summer's ass cheeks. She slowly and methodically rubbed the lotion into Summer's legs. Gail was enthralled by the aroma of Summer's body combined with the aroma of the lotion.

Phil's imagination was interrupted when he hear Gail's next instruction to the teacher, "Summer, stand up and face the mirror so I can apply the lotion to the front of your body."

Summer did as instructed keeping her arms fully extended above her head. She heard Gail squirt lotion into the palm of her hand and then she heard Gail rubbing her hands together coating each with a layer of lotion. Then Gail's cold hands appeared in front of Summer as she reached around from behind her. First Gail started with Summer's shoulders and then began running her hands down to her breasts. Gail took an inordinate amount of time applying the lotion. Gail reapplied lotion to her hands and then slid them down the trapped teacher's stomach slipping them inside the thin material of the thong.

"Turn around Summer so that I can apply the lotion to your legs," Gail next instructed.

As Summer turned, she looked on in horror as she saw Phil's camera pointed at her. She knew he was filming her ***********, which only heightened her submissiveness. Summer could feel her pussy leaking more juice and she was concerned that the juice would be slipping around the thin material of the thong between her legs.

Gail could see the twin piercings peeking around the material of the thong. Gail tugged slightly on the thong pulling the material deeper into the folds of Summer's pussy lips making the ring piercings more visible. Summer closed her eyes as the filming, the touching and exposure to total strangers was drawing her closer to an orgasm without even the slightest manipulation of her clit.

When Gail finished applying the lotion to Summer's lower legs, she stood up in front of Summer to apply the nipple covers. This gave Phil an unencumbered view of the sexy teacher's ass and the musculature of her body. He enjoyed the view and appreciated the hard work that she must be putting in to keep her body in such good shape.

Gail pulled the adhesive strip from the nipple cover and just for her pleasure, she grabbed Summer's right nipple, pulled it to make it grow even harder. As she was pulling the nipple, she heard a low murmur escape Summer's mouth. Gail released the right nipple and said to Summer, "With your left hand, reach down and begin pulling on your left nipple so that I can make sure that the adhesive applies correctly, but leave that right arm above your head."

Summer did as she was instructed and began pulling her left nipple. Gail noticed that not only was Summer pulling, she was twisting the nipple slightly. Watching her touch herself was beginning to really turn her on. She knew that she did not have much more time to fool around with this teacher as other customers were due any time. But, she wanted to torment her just a little longer.

Gail took her time applying the cover to the right nipple making sure to press firmly against Summer's breast. She continued to knead Summer's breast as she watched her pull and twist the left nipple. She looked over Summer's shoulder and saw lust in Phil's eyes.

Gail told Summer to stop playing with her nipple and to re-raise her arms above her head. Gail pulled the adhesive from the cover and applied it to Summer's erect left nipple. Summer could not believe that she was doing everything this former student was telling her to do. Also, she could not believe that she was doing it all the while being watched by a man who up until 10 minutes ago was a complete stranger.

"Ok Summer, turn around so that Phil can get an idea as to the depth of your tan," instructed Gail.

As Summer turned around, her gaze went from Phil's eyes down to his right hand as it was gently massaging the front of his shorts. With her arms still raised above her head and still standing in her six inch white pumps, Summer's body was fully stretched and exposed to Phil. Gail, standing behind Summer, reached around her former teacher and slowly pulled the front of the tanning thong down until the one inch wide strip of white skin just above her pussy came into Phil's view.

Gail then said, "Ok Phil, as you can see after three sessions, Summer here is already developing a deep tan. She will be coming here every day at 4:00 PM for her regular sessions. Maybe next time you can compare lines with her. I work Wednesday, Thursday & Sunday. My co-worker, Sandy, works the other days and is Summer's really close friend.

With that, Phil knew it was time to leave the room. He had hoped for more fun, but Gail had given him clues as to Summer's schedule as well as when she worked. Phil reached up, clasped Summer's right hand bringing it down and shook it softly all the while watching her eyes. He could sense her state of arousal and knew from his past experience with his secretary that this teacher was a submissive in training.

As Phil exited the tanning salon, Gail instructed Summer to lie down in the bed. Once Summer was situated, Gail placed the required eyewear, the required headset on her ears and closed the lid of the bed. "Enjoy your tan slut," Gail said as she walked out the door even though Summer could not hear her. Gail reached the front desk, programmed the tanning bed for Summer to 30 minutes even though her schedule called for 20 minute tans for the first week. "I bet it will cook that sexy ass just a little," as Gail smiled to herself.

On the headset, Summer was again be indoctrinated by her young Master. She listened for the next 30 minutes as Todd told her the things she already knew: She was his slut. She was his to direct. Her so purpose was to please him and anyone he directs her to please. Her life was now his to direct, get used to it. The last instruction was for her to rub her clit for the remainder of her time in the bed, but she was not allowed to cum.

When the bed timer expired, Summer was jolted out of her tan induced *******. Her fingers were still rubbing her clit gently through the thin material of her tanning thong. Summer raised the top of the bed and slipped out noticing that her ass felt hot, but she attributed it to the multiple slaps she had received from her former student, Gail. How had she allowed herself to succumb to the instructions of a former student. Summer just did not understand what was happening to her. No matter the person, if they displayed any dominance towards her, she automatically evolved into a submissive and did everything she was told to do.

Summer slipped the tanning thong off of her body and placed it in back into her clear tanning salon bag joining the lotion as well as the eyewear. Summer was embarrassed because anyone could see the contents of the bag knowing that her thong would be on display for them to see.

Summer quickly slipped her white thong back on and as it slipped over her ass cheeks she let out a little whimper as her cheeks were sensitive to the touch. She felt like she was sunburned there, but that was not possible because of the lotion. But never mind that, she had to get dressed and return the red dress to Bill Fraser. Summer reached into her bag looking for the white lace bra that matched her thong, when she realized in her haste to get out of the house she had forgotten to take one with her. "Great," she said to herself. The white sweater that she had brought was almost see thru and should be worn with a bra.

Summer slipped her hands through the arm holes of the sweater and pulled it down over her head. As she pulled it down completely, she noticed that the sweater seemed to fit more snuggly than she remembered. She wondered if her lazy housekeeper had dried the sweater rather than laying it on a flat surface to dry.

The material was stretched tightly across her breasts and it made it quite obvious that her nipples had been pierced. She could make out the ball ends of each piercing. She could only imagine what Bill Fraser would be thinking when he saw her walk in with her nipples standing at attention displaying her piercings. Summer could not worry about that at this moment, she had to get out of there, deliver the dress and get home by 8:00 PM. It was now 5:15 as she had been tormented by Gail and witnessed by Phil for 30 minutes past her tanning appointment time.

Summer pulled her button up blue jean skirt out of the bag, stepped into it and pulled it up over her legs to her hips. She suddenly realized that she had grabbed the wrong skirt in her haste to leave the house. This skirt was the one she wore over her bikini when she went to the club. The skirt hung low on her hips and she had never worried about how she looked in the skirt before because she had only used it as a cover-up, never something she would ever wear in public.

Before buttoning the top button of the skirt, Summer attempted to tuck the sweater into the skirt. But, as she suspected, the sweater had been shrunk by the careless housekeeper, exposing her midriff and belly button and would not appropriately tuck into the waist band of the skirt. "Fuck," Summer said to no one. Summer buttoned the top button of the skirt, sat down on the chair and slipped her feet into the six inch white heels. Summer saw the ankle bracelet that Todd has also made for her and was required to wear all the time. She felt like such slut when she wore her hose with the ankle bracelet on as she had always commented to her husband James whenever she saw a woman dressed like that the woman had to be a slut. Well here she was dressing like a slut for her high school master.

When she stood up, Summer was amazed at how she looked. First, her nipples were standing at full attention and she could easily see the outline of her nipple piercings. The hem of the skirt has mid-thigh. She had thought she had grabbed the skirt that came to just above her knees that she had worn with Todd on Saturday when her ******* had begun.

This skirt was only fourteen inches in length with the bottom two inches forming a slit that when standing in this way, gave anyone looking a quick glimpse of her white thong. Summer turned around with her ass towards the mirror, bent at the waist only slightly and she could that her ass cheeks were almost visible. "Oh, fuck, how much worse can it get today. I look like a teenager hooker in this skirt," Summer said to herself.

No matter, she had to get out of the salon. Summer reapplied the bright red lipstick that she had been required her to wear. As required by her young master, Summer shook her hair and then pulled the hair back behind her ear to reveal the piercings with the three red balls. She wondered what the significance was for this piercing, but she had not been informed by Todd. Summer stuffed the red dress into her bag, picked up the tanning salon bag, pulled at the hem of the skirt to pull down as far as possible and walked out of room seven.

Summer could hear her heels clicking on the hard salon floors and she could hear conversations taking place in the lobby. Summer steeled herself and hoped that no one would know her as she walked into the lobby. Just as she reached for the door to exit the salon she heard Gail speak, "Summer, don't forget your appointment tomorrow at 3:30 PM. Remember we had to move the appointment because Todd is coming home tomorrow. He wanted you to have time to get your tanning session in early enough to give you time to get back home to dress for him."

"Gail, I cannot possibly make a 3:30 appointment tomorrow. I do not get off work until 3:00 PM and it is a 30 minute drive for me to get here," replied Summer not wanting anyone to know she was a teacher.

"Well, that is not my problem is it Summer. It is a required appointment for you so do not be late," snapped Gail. Continuing, Gail said, "I am sure your senior students can be trusted to cover for you to leave early. Ask Melanie to help you as I bet she would do anything to get a better grade in your class."

Oh god now she was being directed to solicit help from Melanie who she had dressed down on Tuesday because of her request for better grades in order to be accepted into the state university. And her ****** was a tyrant who ran the school and everyone was afraid to cross.

"I will do my best Gail," Summer replied as she hurried out the door.

Summer opened her trunk and placed her bag inside. She forgot to take the red dress out so she had to bend over and dig it back out of the bag. Only then did she realize that her ass was on full display to anyone that happened to be looking at that moment. Summer cringed at the thought of being ogled by strangers and everything she did seemed to be for the benefit of some stranger just introduced into her life. But, curiously, she felt a shiver of thrill at the thought also.

Summer sat in the driver's seat of her BMW and contemplated the short walk down the street to the adult store owned by Bill Fraser. She just could not imagine the walk in her white six inch pumps. So, Summer backed her car into the street and drove the half block to the parking lot in the back of the store. She did not want to park on the street and chance being seen by anyone she knew.

Summer happened to look down at her skirt and was surprised to see that the hem was almost all the way to her waist fully exposing her white thong. She was very surprised that she had never noticed this before on her rides to the club, but she thought that because she had a bikini bottom on at those times it was unimportant. But now, Summer looking down at her legs and seeing her white thong, thought of herself as a slut. She wondered again how she could allow herself to be subjected to submissive activities and domination by a high school senior. She once again calmed her nerves and with determination got out the car.

As she swung her legs out, there was no way to hide the fact that her way too short skirt revealed her thong covered pussy. Thankfully, there was no one in the parking lot so an attempt at modesty was not necessary. Summer reached across the seat to grab the folded red dress, left her purse on the floor board of the front seat and locked the door with the automatic combination on the door.

Kevin Stallings was at the register of his go "no where" job surfing the internet porn sites that Bill Fraser made available to him. His education ended at high school because his grades were not good enough to earn a scholarship, his athletic talents on the football field were not good enough to attract attention for a full ride to college and his family was not financially capable of paying for his education. So, Kevin took a series of minimum pay jobs since graduating four years ago hoping to accumulate money to go to the local community college. He had taken a couple of classes in the past few years, but he had not shown much of an interest in furthering his education. So, in order to find a career, he had enlisted in the Marines and would be leaving at the end of the month for Parris Island, SC.

Kevin heard the bell chime that signaled that a customer had come into the store. What he was not prepared for was the vision of the woman illuminated by the bright lights and mirrors of the bookstore. It was light so brightly to allow the video cameras to record any illegal activity in the store so that Bill Fraser could avoid citations by the city's code enforcement division.

The woman dressed in a very short blue jean miniskirt and a tight white sweater that showed of incredible tits. Kevin watched as the woman crossed the tiled flow of the book store. He watched as her tits swayed in rhythm with the clicks of her heels on the floor. As she drew closer, Kevin's eyes were glued to the front of the sweater and he was able to clearly make out hardened nipples and yes they were pierced. He had seen pictures on some of the sites where women's nipples were pierced with all kinds of things, but this woman's nipples appeared to be pierced with dumb bell like pieces.

Summer was still nervous and concerned because of the night before, tread cautiously into the book store. She did not remember the lighting being so bright. Thankfully, there was no one in the store except for the clerk sitting behind the counter. She noted the long dreadlocks and the scruffy beard of the man. So typical of the type of person that would work in a place like this she thought to herself. As she drew nearer to the counter, Summer noticed that the young black man was very well developed and was dressed more professionally than she had anticipated.

Kevin's thoughts were interrupted when the woman spoke, "I am bringing this red dress back to Bill Fraser. Is he in today?"

"No he is not here today as he was called away to meetings at the capital. I am in charge of the store as I am his manager," replied Kevin still staring at the woman's chest.

Of course Summer was confused as to what to do in this situation. She had been required by her young master to take the dress back to Bill Fraser and now she finds out he is not at the book store.

"Do you know when he will return today," Summer asked.

"Oh, he will not be back today. He told me to expect you and for me to inspect the dress for any damages to it," Kevin replied.

"Damages? There are no damages to this dress. I only wore it one time from here home last night," Summer replied.

"Well lady, I can only tell you what Mr. Fraser said and I am going to do just as he instructed me to do. I would suggest that you come down off of your high horse and let me do my job," was Kevin's stern reply.

Kevin was enjoying this opportunity more and more. Bill had told him about the woman coming in to return a dress today. What Bill did not tell him was the woman was very sexy and that she would be dressed the way she was. Kevin held out his hand across the counter took the dress from Summer. He watched as she leaned forward against the chest high counter and noticed her breasts pressed against the glass counter top.

Kevin held the dress up and noticed how short and tight it was. He bet she looked really hot in it. Too bad he did not get to see her in the dress. He was playing the part perfectly he thought. The English teacher had not recognized him. She would only remember him he thought if he did not have his long dreadlocks and had addressed her a little more respectfully. But, Kevin knew that this woman was a submissive and that Bill Fraser was helping Todd Spillers break her in. His part in the breaking in of this woman was a ****** and public blow job. He other ideas also, but Kevin wanted the blow job first.

"Ma'am, this dress has spots on it. We cannot take a dress back that has been stained as we cannot re-sale it unless we get a hooker in her who is looking for just the right dress," advised Kevin.

"I am sorry young man, but I did not get any stains on that dress. It must have been that way when it was given to me last night," replied Summer.

"You were here last night? Are you a whore and were you looking for a dress to show off your tits and ass for any Johns that may want to fuck you," Kevin asked.

"I beg your pardon young man, but I am not a hooker and I do not appreciate the way you are talking to me. Just take the dress and let Bill Fraser know I returned it," Summer said trying to maintain control of the situation.

"Well slut, I will do no such thing. If I take this back form you in this condition, the cost of the dress will come out of my pay and I am not about to lose money because you were to sloppy last night and got cum stains all over the dress," Kevin replied further closing the teacher into another submissive training situation.

"Young man, you need to take the dress back and treat me with respect," Summer said sternly trying once again to take charge of the situation.

"Well, I probably would give you some respect if you were a proper woman. But, the way you are dressed tells me that you are indeed a slut especially the way you are showing off your nipple piercings," retorted Kevin.

Summer was now in a bit of a trap because she had to return the dress to Bill Fraser as Todd had instructed. But, Bill was not at the bookstore today so she was dealing with a very strong looking young black man with dreadlocks that made him all the more intimidating. She had never been with a black man, but she was remembering her roommate at college and her boyfriend. He was black and was a football player at the college. Summer came in one night unannounced and surprised Megan who was being fucked doggy style by the college player. She remembered that he was a tight end and he certainly had one as his ass was all she could see when she entered the room. Megan was moaning and grunting meeting each thrust of the tight end.

Reggie was startled and paused mid-stroke when Summer came in and he realized that it was Megan's roommate who he had seen before. Megan moaned to Reggie to put it back in her ass and he did as she asked. All Summer could do was watch because she could not take her eyes off of the cock going in and out of her roommate's ass. Reggie's cock looked like a baseball bat as it disappeared into Megan's ass then reappearing as he pulled out.

Summer had come to her senses and turned to leave her roommate to her boyfriend. But then, Reggie called out and said, "Summer, join us. I have enough cock for the both of you."

Megan chimed in and said, "Yes Summer it is ok if he gives you some of his monster cock."

Summer just shook her head no and quickly exited the dorm room.

Summer remembered running down the hallway to the bathroom, finding a stall, dropping her short shorts as well as her panties and then thrusting her fingers into her pussy until her body was rocked with orgasm. She had only had sex for the first time the prior week with her future husband James.

Summer came back to reality and pleaded with Kevin to take the dress back. Kevin shook his head knowing that he was applying the right pressure to his former teacher for the blow job he so wanted at that moment.

"Come around here behind the counter and let me point out the stains on the dress slut," ordered Reggie.

Summer hesitated briefly, but was jolted by a buzz that indicated that the door to the back counter area was open and that she should come in. She moved around the corner with her heart almost exploding in her chest, sweat familiarly forming on her forehead and the slick feeling between her legs that was becoming all to familiar to her lately.

When she got behind the counter, Reggie stood up and Summer became even more intimidated because of the sheer size of this young man. His shoulders were very broad and his chest was almost ripping the buttons of his shirt. He extended his hand to Summer to shake hers and she saw how her hand disappeared into this young black man's hand.

Kevin could feel the teacher's hand trembling in his. He squeezed the hand a little harder and pulled her closer to him. He pulled her in front of him facing the lobby of the book store. He then held the dress up so that the light behind the counter illustrated the multiple stains on the back of the dress as well as the front upper portion of the dress. It was obvious to her that these were cum stains from her visit to the bookstore last night.

"I see the stains, but I have to leave the dress her tonight," commented Summer.

"Who told you to bring the dress and leave it for Bill Fraser in this condition," asked Kevin.

"A friend had purchased the dress for me from here, but I did not feel like it was proper for me to wear, so that is why I am returning it to Bill," Summer explained.

"Who is this friend telling bring it back in this condition and thinking we would take a damaged article of clothing back," Kevin continued pressing the teacher.

"I am not sure what to do then. I am required to leave it here for Bill Fraser because I am not allowed to bring it back home and you are not allowing me to leave it for Bill. What am I supposed to do?" Summer asked.

"Well you could take it back with you and take it to the cleaners. If they are able to get it cleaned so that there is no indication of damage, Bill may take it back, but I would not bank on it. He hates it when sluts have done this in the past," Kevin advised.

Kevin continued, "What did you mean slut when you said you were required to leave it here and not allowed to bring it back home?"

Summer realized then that she had let slip out the damning words of her situation of being ****** to submit to her young master. She desperately wanted to keep her situation from becoming known to anyone especially this physically intimidating young black man.

"Well I meant that I require to leave it here as a return item," Summer said but not too convincingly.

"Slut, I do not believe anything you are saying. You are like the other sluts who come in here begging for help and looking for handouts from Bill Fraser. Well, I am just not going to do that for you. The dress is damaged and not returnable," Kevin said.

Summer then quickly asked, "Is it possible for me to leave the dress and some money for you to take it the cleaner of Bill's choice?"

"No that is not possible slut," answered Kevin.

"What else can you offer as inducement to get me to take back a damaged article," Kevin continued.

"I am not sure what you mean by that," Summer responded.

"Well, for me to take the dress and suffer an ass chewing by Bill, I need something for my trouble," Kevin said.

"Wh... Wh... what do you mean by that?" Summer asked timidly.

"Well slut, first of all you can call me Mr. Kevin and then you can start by showing me those beautiful tits of yours," Kevin pressed further.

"I can do no such thing young man," Summer retorted.

"Well then get the fuck out the store and take the fucking dress with you slut," Kevin angrily replied hoping that he had not over played his hand with his former teacher.

For added emphasis, Kevin hit the button that buzzed the door to the counter open. He grabbed the very surprised teacher's arm and began to push her towards the door. Summer now realized that the punishment that her young master would be more severe than anything this young black man could do to her.

Summer pulled her arm free from the light grip Kevin had on her upper arm. She then said, "Mr. Kevin what can I do to get you to let me leave the dress with you?"

Suddenly seeing a compliant woman in front of him, Kevin smiled and said, "Tell me what I told you to do for me slut?"

"You told me to show you my breasts," Summer replied.

Kevin grasped the arms of the teacher, shook her lightly and asked again, "What did I tell you to do slut?"

"You told me to call you Mr. Kevin and to show you my tits sir," Summer meekly replied.

Kevin released now compliant teacher's arms and pushed her back against the rear portion of the counter. He took his seat on the bar stool that was behind the counter and in this position, the overhead lights shone down directly on the teacher as if she was on stage.

Kevin looking at the nervous teacher said, "Well show me your tits slut."

Summer reached down to the bottom of her now shrunken white sweater and she began to pull it up her torso. She could not take her eyes off of Kevin as she was feeling more and more intimidated by this young black man. She was nervous that he may do something to cause her pain and she did not want to be subjected to any more pain in this store after the pain inflicted on her by Bill's friends last night.

Summer pulled the sweater up over her breasts and left it there. She lowered her hands down beside her hips all the while looking into Kevin's eyes.

Kevin looked down at his conquest. He could see the erect nipples getting harder by the moment. He still could not believe that she had not recognized him yet. He would be letting her know soon enough. But for the moment, he was satisfied with the way things were working out.

"Squeeze your tits for me slut," Kevin ordered.

As if in a trance, Summer reached up and cupped each breast being careful not to touch her overly sensitive nipples. The piercings made her nipples so sensitive and she was pleased that the pain had gone away. As she massaged her breasts, Summer saw Kevin's hands move down to his crotch. She watched as he began to stroke his cock through his pants. Summer could see an ever increasing hardness in crotch of Kevin's pants.

Summer began to feel the now familiar wetness between her legs as she continued to massage her breasts in front of the young, intimidating black man. Kevin kept his eyes glued on the teacher's tits. He was thoroughly enjoying the teacher's displaying of her tits with the bar bell piercings in each. Now it was time to move this along because he could feel precum leaking out of his cock through the thick foreskin covering the large purple bulbous of his cock.

"Slut, I like your piercings in your nipples. Do you have any other piercings?" asked Kevin, knowing full well that the pussy lips of this sexy English teacher had ring piercings in each.

"Yes Mr. Kevin," was Summer's quick and quiet response.

"Where are your other piercings slut?" Kevin asked.

"I have the piercing in my ear and two piercings in my vagina lips," Summer replied.

"Vagina? Sluts do not have vaginas," Kevin said.

"Uh, I have a piercing in each of my pussy lips," Summer whispered.

Kevin then chimed in again, "Sluts do not have pussies either. Now tell me where your piercings are and call me Mr. Kevin like I told you too."

Summer lowered her eyes from the Kevin's crotch and whispered again, "In my cunt lips Mr. Kevin."

"What kind of piercings do you have slut," Kevin asked.

"They are ring piercings Mr. Kevin," Summer replied.

Looking deep into the teacher's eyes, Kevin ordered, "Unbutton your skirt and show me your piercings like the good slut you are."

"Please don't make me do that here. Someone may come in and see me doing that," pleaded Summer.

Kevin just looked at Summer with a very stern expression knowing that he had successfully ****** her into **********. He continued to stroke his cock through his pants as Summer continued to stand before him massaging her breasts as she had been instructed.

Kevin watched as Summer's hands moved down her body and stopped at the top button on her blue jean skirt. He watched as she unbuttoned the four buttons on the miniskirt. Summer never took her eyes off of Kevin's hand as he continued to massage his now even harder cock. Summer could make out the thickness of the cock and she remembered Reggie's cock as it sawed in and out of Megan's cock who was her dorm roommate in college.

After Summer unbutton the bottom button of the skirt, Kevin watched as the waist of the skirt slip down her hips, to her knees and then puddle around her feet. "Kick your skirt away and spread those legs slut," ordered Kevin.

Summer did as instructed without ever taking her eyes off of Kevin's crotch. Kevin noticed this and with his free hand unzipped the front of his jeans until his pubic hairs became visible to Summer as he never wore underwear when he wore jeans. Summer got a glimpse of the almost fully erect cock peeking through the opening in Kevin's jeans.

"Show me your piercings slut," Kevin demanded.

Summer slipped her hands down between her legs and pulled the thin material of her white thong to the side. With her fingers she pulled her pussy lips apart to give Kevin a view of the piercings in her cunt lips, while she continued to look at Kevin's cock as he stroked it through his jeans.

Kevin could see the ring piercings clearly and he could also see the moisture slipping out the teacher's cunt. "Spread your legs further apart slut," Kevin ordered.

Summer slid her six inch heels as wide as she could so that her pussy was stretched as far apart as she could. In this position she was unsteady balanced on her white heels and with her fingers pulling her lips apart. And, to top it off, her body was beginning to ache because of the stimulation both mentally and physically being dished out by this young black man.

"Do you want to see my cock, slut," Kevin asked.

Summer did not respond because she was afraid to say what she really wanted. She wanted to control the situation as best should could. However, her body was beginning take control and her pussy was flowing with her moisture. Summer's finger sneaked away from its grip on her cunt lip and touched her clit. She lightly stroked her clit as she continued to stare at Kevin's cock.

Again Kevin asked, "Slut do you want to see my cock."

"Yes" was Summer's reply.

"Then tell me what you want slut," Kevin ordered.

"Mr. Kevin, please show me your cock," Summer pleaded.

"You can see my cock, but you have to take it out of my pants like a good slut," Kevin said.

Summer reached out with her hands and attempted to unbutton Kevin's jeans, but her hands were slapped away. "Get on our knees slut," Kevin ordered.

Summer immediately sunk to her knees, which made her eyes be aligned almost directly with the opening of his jeans. Summer reached up and unbuttoned his jeans. When she did this, Kevin's cock sprang from the opening. To Summer it looked as big as she remembered Reggie's cock to be. She had never seen foreskin on a cock before as her husband's cock was circumcised and clearly nowhere as big as Kevin's.

"Slut, take my cock in your hands and pull the skin back," Kevin instructed.

Tentatively, Summer reached out with both hands and grasped Kevin's cock. She was surprised by the girth and weight of the black man's cock. She had been intimidated by the physical presence of Kevin, but now she was becoming turned on by him. His cock was ******** and his physic was very impressive.

Summer, while holding the cock in her left hand, pulled back the foreskin of this monster cock with her right hand. For sure it was the biggest cock she had ever held and probably the biggest she had ever seen, especially this close. As she stroked the foreskin back, the big head of the cock came into view. Kevin was proud of his cock and he had used it all through his young life. But, he had always been extra careful in taking precautions and had always used condoms when having sex. He did not want to contact any STD's nor did he want to ****** any ********, which made him mature beyond his years.

"Stroke it slut," Kevin ordered.

Summer did not have to be prodded any further as she began using both hands to stroke Kevin's cock. She inched forward with the slit of Kevin's cock pointed directly at her mouth. She strengthened her grip on his cock moving her hands rhythmically together. Kevin's hands were at his sides as he looked down to watch Summer's manipulation of his cock.

"Taste my cock slut," Kevin ordered.

Summer's tongue slipped between her lips and touched the very end of Kevin's cock. She was instantly charged by the touch of the cock. She had never touched a black cock before though she had always listened intently whenever Megan had talked about Reggie's size and length.

Kevin placed his hands on Summer's head and slowly guided her forward. Still gripping the cock with both hands, Summer's mouth opened as her head was drawn forward by Kevin's hands, but also by her own desire to taste the cock. As the head of the cock slipped between her lips, Summer was ****** to open her mouth as wide as possible causing her to experience discomfort in her jaws as well as her lips. Slowly, Kevin slipped his cock further into the teacher's mouth. He knew from experience, a woman's gag factor would take over almost immediately when it approached the back of her throat. He had learned from practice, that being patient and understanding yielded better blow jobs.

Kevin placed his hands on each of Summer's ears and pulled her head back. Then he slowly began to slide her mouth back and forth over the head of his cock. Her hands were still gripping his cock giving him further stimulation. He would pull his cock almost out of the teacher's mouth and then slowly back into her mouth. He could hear the slobbering sucking action coming from Summer's mouth. As he began to pick up the pace, he was able to go deeper into her mouth.

Once the head of his cock touched the back of her throat, Summer's gag reflex took over. She tried to pull off of the cock, but Kevin's gently grip on her head did not allow her to pull completely off of his cock. Summer struggled to keep from throwing up with the head of Kevin's cock embedded in her throat. Kevin's constant, but reasonable pressure relaxed Summer. To follow up, Kevin advised, "Just relax slut. I will be careful not to ***** my cock down your throat. Keep sucking and stroking me slut. I will reward your efforts with the cum you so desire to receive."

Summer cooed as she heard some compassionate words from a man, while on her knees grasping the largest cock she had ever seen or felt. She had become used to the verbal ***** inflicted by her young master, which had a strange yet erotic effect on her. But, now a total stranger and a black man was taking his time with her and it made her relax mentally.

Kevin could feel Summer's body relax and through his experience he knew that she was relaxing her throat. Slowly and persistently, Kevin worked his cock deeper into the teacher's mouth. Kevin picked up the pace just a little as his body began to tell him that he was drawing near to the orgasm he needed the moment that Summer walked into the store. He also knew he did not have much time as it was after 5:00 PM and he knew that the business men heading home from work to visit the booths in the back for some relief from the stress of their day or to provide relief to those that wanted a blowjob from a man's willing mouth.

Kevin also had to follow Bill Fraser's specific instructions to get the beautiful teacher to submit to his cock, but he could not deposit his cum in any part of her body. He was required to shot his cum all over the teacher's face and to record the event with the camera he had in his breast pocket of his shirt.

Kevin then began giving Summer directions that let her know that she was a slut and this encounter would be like all the others she had experienced in her first seven days as a submissive to her young master.

"Slut, take your hands off of my cock and rub that wet pussy of yours," ordered Kevin.

When Summer did not respond immediately to his order, Kevin pulled his cock completely out of her mouth and slapped it across her face. The cock left streaks of her saliva mixed with his precum on each side of her face. And because of the sheer girth and length of his cock, the cock slaps made a loud sound as it slapped the poor teacher's face again.

Remembering her place, Summer immediately dropped her hands to her pussy, slipped her right hand inside the white thong and found her clit. She began to rub her clit in a circular motion and her hips began to ************* thrust against her fingers. "Now, put a finger in your ass hole slut," ordered Kevin.

Summer was disappointed that her once enjoyable experience was changing into the all too familiar situation where she was the compliant submissive to a dominant person who was extorting her to perform lewd acts in order to give pleasure to herself. Summer moved her left hand around her waist and down the crack of her ass. She slipped her fingers inside the thin material of her white lace thong and found her now puckered ass hole. She was surprised how easily she was able to slip her middle finger into her ass hole, but she remembered the pink butt plug treatment she was ****** to give herself every night as that led to a stretching of her ass hole.

"Rub your pussy faster slut. I want to watch you cum as I give you my cum," ordered Kevin.

For added incentive, Kevin slipped his cock head into the submissive teacher's mouth and began a rhythmic fucking motion being careful not to ***** his cock down her throat. Kevin knew that if his cock touched the back of the teacher's throat, two things would happen: his cock would explode in orgasm and the teacher's gag reflex would keep it from being a pleasurable experience for him.

Kevin pulled the digital camera out of his breast pocket and aimed it toward his cock. Because of his towering height over the kneeling teacher, it was easy to focus on the cock as it slipped in and out her mouth. "Open your eyes and look up at me slut as you suck my cock," Kevin ordered.

As instructed, Summer opened her eyes and looked up at Kevin. In that instance, the image of her ********** to a black cock was captured. Kevin continued taking pictures as his orgasm grew.

"Slut, you are not allowed to cum until I give you permission," Kevin instructed. Continuing he said, "Blink your eyes three times for your understanding of my instructions."

Summer, knowing that she had no other option, did as she was instructed and blinked the required three times. But, being addressed in this manner, being in this compromising position and being ****** to suck a cock while stroking her pussy as well as fingering her asshole, was drawing her ever closer to orgasm. Summer did not think she would be able to withhold the orgasm from herself. So, she re-energized her efforts to draw the cum from the young black stud's cock.

Kevin could feel the submissive teacher's renewed vigor on his cock. He met that renewed vigor with one of his own as he increased the speed of his thrusts into her mouth. He could feel his orgasm building in his balls and he grasped the back of the teacher's head with one hand while continuing to take pictures with the camera held in the other. All the while, Summer's eyes were open as instructed and Kevin could see the pure lust buried behind her eyes. He knew that her orgasm was fast approaching and he wanted a simultaneous one with her.

"Get ready to cum slut as I am going to cum shortly. I want you to be prepared to receive my hot cum," advised Kevin.

He pulled out of her mouth and then asked the poor teacher, "Do you want my cum slut?"

"Yes, please Mr. Kevin," answered Summer.

"Well, ok then slut you can cum," Kevin instructed.

Summer's body erupted in orgasm. Her ass hole grabbed at her finger while her middle two fingers massaged her clit into another explosion at the hands of another stranger brought into her life by her young master. Kevin stroked his cock for all he was worth still continuing to record the event with his digital camera. His cock erupted and spewed its hot jism all over the teacher's face, her chin, her neck and down onto the white sweater that had been bunched up above her tits.

He watched as Summer's tongue swirled around her lips taking in whatever cum had landed there while continuing to stroke her pussy. Her fingers were drawing her to another orgasm when there was a doorbell like ring that signaled the entrance by a customer into the book store. Summer yanked her hands away from her pussy and out of her ass as she tried to duck down lower behind the counter in the hopes that she would not be seen.

Her actions were met with Kevin's voice, "Slut, who told you to stop rubbing your pussy and fingering your ass?"

"But Mr. Kevin, I do not want anyone to see me like this," answered Summer,

"No one gives a **** what a slut wants. Now suck my cock and clean it with your tongue," ordered Kevin.

Resigned to her situation, Summer did as she was told slipping her fingers back into the front of her thong and finding her clit to be fully erect with moisture running down her legs. Her left hand found her ass hole and she easily slipped her middle finger back inside. As she sucked Kevin's still semi-erect cock, she could feel her orgasm building. She could hear footsteps on the tile floor, but Summer did not know how close they were to her.

Once he was satisfied that his cock was clean, Kevin pulled if from the mouth of the submissive teacher. He wiped in on her face to dry her saliva from the cock head and then he slipped it still semi-erect back into his jeans. After zipping up his pants, he took one last picture of the teacher kneeling behind the counter with her hands bringing her nearer and nearer to orgasm. Then he said, "Alright slut you can stop rubbing your pussy and fingering your ass."

Reluctantly, Summer did as she was instructed. She remained on her knees which kept her eye level with the young black man's crotch. She could see that his cock was still semi-erect. She could also feel pain in her jaws from her mouth being stretched by the monstrous cock. Her face was wet with his cum as was her chin and neck. She did not know, but would soon find out that her white sweater also was dotted with large globs of Kevin's cum that when dried would leave unmistakable stains.

"Stand up and follow me slut," were the next words Summer heard from Kevin.

As instructed, Summer stood up while grasping her skirt and attempting to pull her sweater down in a fit of modesty as she did not want the customer to see her exposed in such a way. Her actions were met with Kevin's stern voice, "Don't worry about your clothes slut. You can have them back after you are done paying for the cleaning cost of your dress."

"What do you mean paying for the cleaning cost of the dress," Summer inquired.

Kevin spun around on his heels and towering over the poor teacher said, "Address me as Mr. Kevin and do not ask any more questions slut."

"But, Mr. Kevin, I thought that I had satisfied Bill's requirement just now behind the counter," Summer continued.

"Slut, all you did was to pleasure men as well as compensating me for the asschewing that I am going to receive from Bill for allowing you to take the damaged dress back. You however are going to pay for the cleaning of the dress, which I have estimated to be $50," was Kevin's response.

"Mr. Kevin, I do not have my wallet here. I left it in the car," replied Summer.

"Well slut in that case you will have to earn the $50 in the back room," Kevin responded.

Without further conversation, Kevin headed towards the dark green drapery in the back of the store. Unbeknownst to Summer, the book store was also home to a series of video booths. Bill Fraser supplemented the income from the novelty sales of the store with monies collected from the ten individual porn viewing booths otherwise known as glory hole booths.

Summer followed Kevin through the drapery carrying her blue jean mini-skirt, white sweater still gathered above her tits and the sound of the clicking of her white heels on the tile floor as she walked two steps behind Kevin. She did not understand what Kevin meant by "earning" the $50, but she did not want to be left alone behind the counter while in her current state of undress. The lone customer who had come into the book store while Summer was servicing Kevin's cock was watching her as she crossed the store. He could hear her heels clicking against the tile floor and was turned on by seeing the woman's naked ass cheeks sway as she followed Kevin behind the curtain.

As Summer stepped through the curtain, she became quite nervous. The only lighting in this area was a row of red lights in the ceiling and a couple of red lights on the walls in the corridor. The corridor was only about eight feet wide and she could make out a series of doors on either side of the corridor. Each door was numbered with one through five on the right and six through 10 on the left.

Kevin stopped in front of a door numbered three and opened it. He stepped inside and motioned for Summer to join him. Summer hesitated momentarily until she could see light coming from behind her which meant that someone had come through the green drapery. Summer stepped into the room if you could call it that. There was barely enough room for the two of them in the room. The room smelled of a mixture of sex and Clorox cleaning solution.

Kevin closed the door and then said to the now very nervous teacher, "Take off your top, panties and hang them with your skirt on the hook of this door, but keep your slut heels on your feet at all times."

Summer did not make a move as she was unsure where she was or what she was about to be made to do to "earn" the $50 cleaning fee. Kevin grabbed the blue jean skirt from her hands and hung it on the door hook. Then he grabbed the sweater top and pulled it up over the teacher's head and it too joined the skirt. Then he said, "Take your fucking panties off right now slut."

As if in a trance, Summer hooked her thumbs in the side straps of her white thong and slowly drew it over her hips. To be able to lower the thong down her legs, Summer had to bend over slightly at the waist. When she did this, her ass cheeks met the cold side of the booth, which she used to brace herself as she lowered her thong. Once she had the thong around her ankles, she raised one foot then the other as she pulled the thong off without removing her heels.

At about that time, Summer felt someone's hand on her ass as it rested against the wall of the booth. Summer raised up immediately and now that her eyes had adjusted to the low light in the booth saw that there was a ten inch round hole in the wall that she had been leaning against. Summer could see a man's face through the hole as well as the hand that had just squeezed her ass.

Instinctively, Summer moved away from the wall, which drew her against Kevin's large body. She pressed herself against him in the hope that he would protect her. But, as was the case in her new life, Kevin pushed her away and said, "Slut, this is a glory hole booth. Bill makes his sluts come in here to earn money to make payments for items they cannot afford to buy or to repair for damages to items that he has loaned to them."

"But, Mr. Kevin I do not understand what you mean by earning money to pay for the cleaning," Summer said inquisitively.

Kevin continued with his explanation, "Well slut, you don't have any money to pay for the cleaning so you will earn it her at $5 per blow job. I will collect the money as you perform your service until you earn the money."

"But Mr. Kevin, I have my wallet outside in my car. I can go outside and get the money to bring it back to you," Summer pleaded.

Kevin, knowing the trap was set, replied, "Slut I know that if you got outside you would jump into your car and leave me here holding the bag for the $50 cleaning fee."

"I promise Mr. Kevin to return with the $50 from my wallet," Summer replied almost hysterically.

"Your job is simple slut. If a cock is pushed through either hole in the wall, you are to suck it. But, you are not allowed to swallow the cum. You can cum as many times as you want slut," Kevin said.

Continuing, Kevin said, "You are to catch the cum in your mouth and then deposit into the plastic martini glass that you will find on the floor in front of the glory hole. Get busy," Kevin said as he closed the door.

Summer was shocked when she heard the door lock. This booth had been utilized many times by Bill for his stable of sluts to earn extra dollars or to teach them lessons like in the case of this school teacher. She was being reminded that her sole purpose in life now was to please any man's cock.

Summer immediately tried to open the door, but found that it was indeed locked. She banged on the door and pleaded, "Mr. Kevin, please let me out. I promise to give you the money."

Summer's plea was not heeded as Kevin had already left the area and gone to the control room for the booths. He switched on the video screen in booth number three and it immediately came to life with a video of a woman on her knees in a room full of men with their hard cocks pointed at the woman. She had one large cock in her mouth and one in each hand.

Summer noticed that the booth became more well lit and she turned around to see the TV screen enclosed with a clear plastic panel. Behind the panel, Summer could clearly see the action taking place where a woman was on her knees being face fucked by a very large cock. Summer instinctively counted the men in the room with the woman and she stopped at ten. She could hear the woman moaning around the cock in her mouth and she could also hear the slurping sounds as she sucked the cock for all she was worth.

After she watched the screen for about two minutes, Summer could see that the cock in the woman's mouth began erupting and as it was pulled out of her mouth, giant globs of cum splashed onto the woman's face, mouth and neck. She watched as the woman raised a martini glass up and caught the last of the man's jism. Then she scraped the cum from her face into the glass. In only a couple more seconds the cock in her hand began erupting and the woman guided the head into the glass as the man's cum was mixed with the first man's cum.

As Summer watched, a new cock replaced the first cock in the woman's mouth. She began again sucking it like it was the last cock on earth. The light from the TV illuminated Summer's booth and the man who had squeezed her ass through the glory hole could see her whole body. He was stroking his cock as he watched her watch the action on the screen.

Summer's hands as if they had minds of their own began to run her breasts and tweak her already erect nipples. Summer's eyes were glued to the screen as she had never seen a scene quite like the one on the screen. She lowered her right hand down to her clit and began to rub it in her favorite circular motion. Summer bent slightly at the waist and spread her legs slightly to give her fingers better access to her pussy. She noticed that her pussy was still very wet, which gave extra lubrication to her fingers allowing her to rub her clit more feverishly bringing her closer and closer to orgasm.

As Summer concentrated on the screen, the man in the adjacent booth extended his arm through the ten inch glory hole. His hands reached the sexy woman's ass and he began to massage it as he had before. Summer instinctively straightened up and moved away from the hand, but with her hand between her legs and her other hand massaging her breasts, it wasn't too long until before she bent over again slightly. The man's hand returned to her ass cheek, but this time it was not met with resistance.

He began to squeeze and massage Summer's ass cheeks. He could feel the taunt muscles of each cheek and he could feel her moving her ass towards his manipulations of her ass. He pulled on her ass cheek just a little encouraging Summer to turn so that her ass was pointed at the glory hole. Summer did not understand what he was trying to do at first. But, the man was persistent and strongly grabbed her cheek to ***** her to turn. Once she had turned, Summer understood why as the man's hand slipped between her ass cheeks and found its way to her pussy. He inserted his middle two fingers into the teacher's sopping wet cunt. Summer bent over further to allow the man's fingers better access to her cunt.

Summer's eyes never left the TV screen as she watched the woman suck cock's continuously while she continued to stroke her clit and squeeze her nipples. Summer took her hand from her breasts and placed against the wall to give her some support. She used her hand to help her body move towards and away from the man's fingers as they continued to bring her closer to the orgasm she so needed.

The man could feel her body tense and as he thrust a third finger into the woman's pussy, he felt the inner walls grabbing his fingers as her body erupted in orgasm. Summer pressed her ass backwards toward the man's fingers and allowed him to push them in as far as her body would allow. Her body was reacting to the invasion of the stranger's fingers and once again she was compliant with the wishes of a strange man.

The man removed his fingers from the woman's body and then through the glory hole said, "Turn around slut. Come here and suck your juices from my fingers."

Summer froze. She hadn't thought that he would speak to her. She did not know what to do until he grabbed her ass once again and pulled her towards the glory hole. He slowly turned her around and was pleased that his actions were not met with any resistance from the woman.

"Knell down slut and suck my fingers," the man said.

Like always when confronted with a dominant man, Summer did as she was instructed. She lowered herself down into a squatting position, which brought her mouth directly in line with the glory hole's position in the wall before. The man extended his hand so that his fingers were pressed up against Summer's lips. She heard him ask, "What is your name slut?"

"Summer" was her reply.

"Well Summer the slut, get busy sucking your cunt juice from my fingers," was the man's response.

As directed, Summer opened her mouth and mimicking the actions of the woman in the video she had been watching, she sucked the man's fingers like they were one of the cocks on the screen. She pressed her hands against the wall on either side of the glory hole. The man fucked his fingers in and out of Summer's mouth until he was pleased with her action as well as the knowledge that she had complied with his directions.

As the man pulled his fingers from Summer's mouth, he heard a slurping noise as she reluctantly allowed the fingers to escape her mouth. Then he said to her, "Stay in that position slut."

The man stood up and then extended his erect cock through the glory hole. He waited for a couple of seconds, withdrew his cock and bent over to say, "Slut, suck my cock."

He stood back up and extended his cock back through the glory hole. This time his cock met Summer's lips and was rewarded with an open mouth. Summer began sucking the cock like the woman in the video. Summer craned her head slightly so that she could watch the action on the video screen while she sucked the cock through the wall.

The man's cock suddenly erupted in her mouth. Summer remembered Kevin's instructions and pressed her tongue against the opening of the man's cock so that she could capture his cum without it escaping down her throat or out the sides of her mouth. Once he had stopped erupting in her mouth, the man slowly pulled his cock from Summer's willing mouth. He bent over, extended his arm through the glory hole and patted Summer on the head as he said, "Good slut." And, then he was gone.

Summer could hear the door to the adjacent booth open and then close. Then she remembered the martini glass on the floor. She could just barely make out the features of the glass. Summer picked up the plastic martini glass and then deposited the stranger's cum into the glass.

No sooner had she deposited the cum when Summer felt another set of hands on her ass from behind. Summer did not know that there was a glory hole on each wall of her booth. This design was made at Bill's direction as he wanted his sluts to service one cock right after another whenever possible and the best way was to have two holes. Also, Bill had installed a video camera into the area containing the TV which utilized the light from the video to illuminate the occupants of the booth.

Out front, Kevin, seated once again behind the front counter, had enjoyed Summer's first glory hole experience and he had already collected $10 from five more men to take advantage of her mouth. Each was given instructions that they could not harm her in any way and they were only allowed to cum in her mouth or on her face. Kevin was taking full advantage of his opportunity to exact a little revenge from his high school English teacher and he was pleased that she had not recognized him up to that point. He was looking forward to making a point of introducing himself to Ms. Wayne when she had completed earning the $50 necessary to clean the dress. And, because of this opportunity, he would make a profit off of the slut teacher's submissiveness too.

While the hands massaged her ass, she heard a voice from behind say, "Stand up and bend over so I can see your ass better slut."

Without hesitation, Summer's mind and body succumbed to her situation. She immediately rose from her kneeling position, and while facing the same glory hole through which she had given her first blow job, Summer bent over at the waist to give the new stranger better access to her ass. She once again placed both of her hands on either side of the glory hole to give her some support and relief from the strain that the position as well as her six inch white heels were having on her body.

The new stranger's hands quickly moved from Summer's ass cheeks down the crack of her ass until they found her wet cunt. She heard the man behind her say, "Reach back here and spread your ass cheeks slut."

Summer quickly complied with these new instructions by removing her hands that had given her some support and moved them to her ass. She grabbed the muscular ass cheeks and spread them as she had been instructed. In this position, the man behind her and a direct view into her cunt as well as being able to clearly see her puckered ass hole. Also in this position, Summer could see light coming from the booth in front of her as a new stranger had entered that booth.

Soon, the man behind her stuck two fingers into Summer's aching cunt. The inner walls of her cunt immediately grabbed onto the two thick fingers and Summer slid her body back towards the fingers to meet their thrusting motion into her cunt. Summer saw through the glory hole in front of her another cock appear. This time, the cock was a black one that was at least the same girth as that of Kevin's only this one had no foreskin, but Summer estimated that it was probably two inches longer than Kevin's.

The man behind Summer slipped his fingers out of her cunt and rubbed her pussy juice on her puckered ass hole. Then the man slipped his fingers back into her cunt. He repeated this action three more times all the while Summer watched the man in front of her stroke his cock through the glory hole making it appear to grow even longer and fuller than when he first pushed it through the glory hole.

The man behind her now pushed a finger at her puckered ass hole and it was met with only mild resistance as the pink butt plug treatment that her young master had insisted on each night had succeeded in stretching the muscles of her anal entranceway. The man behind her pushed his finger all the way into Summer's willing ass, which ***** her forward inching closer to the black cock extended through the glory hole in front of her.

Summer release her ass cheeks and reached out with her hands and grasped the black cock in each. She began to massage the massive cock stroking it in rhythm with the fingers now fucking her ass as the man behind her had been successful in inserting his middle as well as his index finger into Summer's willing hole.

Summer felt the man's other hand slide two fingers into her cunt and he worked both sets of fingers in tandem with the holes they had penetrated. Summer's body took over and she was lost in a sea of orgasm as the man's fingers along with the cock in her hands pushed her body over the edge causing her to erupt in yet another orgasm at the hands of strangers.

The men heard her shriek in orgasm. The black man reached through the hole, grabbed one of Summer's hands and pulled her forward. Summer instinctively opened her mouth and buried as much of the cock as she could. She remembered to relax her mouth and throat as Kevin had instructed and she was able to more successfully suck more of this big cock into her mouth.

The man behind her had not relented in his assault on the teacher's ass hole and cunt. He began to again piston his fingers into and out of the willing body of the woman in the booth. He could hear her sucking and slurping on the cock extended through the glory hole on the other side of the booth. He wanted to bring her to the edge of another orgasm without allowing her to cum to keep her on the edge for his blow job.

As Kevin had been specific in his instructions, this man was tempted to extend his own hard cock through the opening and fuck it into the woman's ass hole as that was his favorite thing to do in these booths. He had come here often looking to get himself off before heading home to his boring wife. He did not care if it was a woman's or man's ass that he fucked; he just liked to fuck an ass. But, he knew that Bill had a video camera in the booth and he did not want to piss him off by not following the rules. So, he continued his assault on the woman's cunt and ass hole. He could feel her body grabbing and trying to hold his fingers inside her cunt and ass hole. He could not wait to ***** the slut to suck her bodily fluids off of his fingers.

Summer's mouth was being stretched beyond its physical limits. The man knew how to fuck a mouth and he was ******* more and more of his cock down the woman's throat with each thrust. Her hands helped keep his cock from going deeper down her throat, but Summer's bent over position aligned her mouth as well as her throat directly with the line of the big black cock.

Summer continued to suck and tongue the big cock while using both of her hands to further stimulate it hoping to bring it to a quick orgasm. The black man wanted to extend the pleasurable experience for as long as he could so he controlled the action by slowing down his thrusts and limiting Summer's actions too.

The man behind Summer slipped the thumb of the hand stimulating her cunt onto her clit. Now, Summer was being anally stimulated, her cunt was being fucked with two big fingers, her clit was being rubbed and her moth was filled with another cock. Her mind was lost in a sea of eroticism and had completely given in to her glory hole booth experience.

Summer rededicated her efforts on the black cock and increased the suction on the head of the cock each time he fucked it into her mouth. Her hands began pumping up and down the long shaft in an effort to speed up the orgasm Summer now so wanted to happen so badly. The stimulation from the hands behind her, the large cock in her mouth and the circumstances under which she was being required to perform this lewd act served to only make her feel more compliant.

Summer could hear the black man begin to moan loudly and she figured that he was getting closer. Summer swore she felt the shaft become harder and longer the more she sucked it. The fingers in her ass and cunt had her to the edge of an orgasm. Just as she was about to cum, the monstrous cock in her mouth exploded in orgasm. The owner of the cock grunted loudly each time his cock spurted hot jism into the waiting hot mouth of the slut in the booth. His load was almost too much for Summer to capture in her mouth without swallowing, but she dared not swallow so she had to let some of the cum dribble out of the corners of her mouth.

As she completed sucking the cum out of the black cock, she accelerated her fucking action back against the fingers in her body. Summer continued to hold the black man's cum in her mouth as she felt the orgasm building and began to tighten around the fingers in her ass and cunt. She picked up the martini glass up from the floor and allowed the cum in her mouth to drain in to join with the cum from the first cock she had sucked only moments before.

Once she set the glass back down on the floor pressed against the booth wall, Summer placed her hands against the wall in front of her so that she could push harder against the fingers. Summer increased her fucking action back against the fingers and it was met with more aggressive, deeper penetration into her ass and cunt.

"Oh God please don't stop," Summer pleaded.

The man responded by saying, "Push harder slut."

Summer responded and pushed back against the fingers as hard as her body would allow and she could feel her body about to explode in orgasm when the fingers disappeared from her body.

"Please, please put your fingers back in me. I need to cum," Summer begged.

Her plea was only met with a hard slap across her ass cheeks and with a command, "Turn around slut and suck my cock slut."

Summer begged again, "Please let me cum first. I promise to suck your hard cock."

Her begging was refused as the man extended his hard cock through the ten inch circular glory hole opening. Without receiving a confirmation of an interest in helping her achieve an orgasm, Summer turned around and did as she had been instructed. She took the man's cock into her mouth and began running her lips up and down the shaft. Because it was smaller than the black cock which allowed her to swallow the full length of this her third cock of the past 20 minutes.

This cock felt like it had a different kind of curve to it; different from Todd's cock which had a slight banana curve, though his was nine inches in length. This cock seemed to arch downward which made it easier for Summer to swallow the head down her throat.

Summer made quick work of this cock by using her right hand to stroke it in rhythm with her lips on the cock. She felt the man's cock stiffen and she heard the owner of the cock say, "Get ready slut, and catch my hot cum."

When he said the word cum, Summer's pussy erupted in orgasm as the man's cock erupted deep into her mouth. In spite of her orgasm, Summer concentrated quite hard not to allow any of the man's jism to slip down her throat. Once man had stopped cumming, he reached through the opening with one hand to grab Summer's hair and with the other he wiped his cock all over Summer's face. Satisfied that his cock was dry, he pulled it back through the opening, but did not release Summer's hair. He pulled her to the opening, turned his body around and pulled her face into his ass crack. He held her face there as he ****** her nose into his crack.

Summer heard the man say, "Lick my ass or I will pull your hair out of your head by the roots."

Summer could not believe this man was treating her in this way. She had given him a blowjob and had allowed him access to her body. And yet, he was demeaning her by demanding that she lick his ass hole. The man tugged harder on Summer's hair pulling her deeper into his ass crack. Summer had no alternative but to stick her tongue out of her mouth, keeping his cum secured there and she licked the foul tasting ass hole. "That's it slut, lick my dirty ass hole clean," the man said demeaning her further.

Then suddenly, her hair was released and she was left bent over, face pressed up against the glory hole and cum still filling her mouth. Summer turned around and thought about spitting this vile man's cum onto the floor, but she remembered Kevin's instructions. Summer picked up the plastic martini glass and drained the cum from her mouth into the glass. She now had sucked three complete strangers in this glory hole booth, four if she counted the blow job she was ****** to give Kevin earlier.

But, her thoughts were interrupted by a new cock extending through the glory hole in front of her. Summer simply opened her mouth, moved her head forward and took this shorter, but thick cock into her mouth. This cock tasted salty and smelled of sweat. She felt the opening of a pair of work jeans through the hole as the cock's owner buried his cock all the way into the English teacher's mouth. His cock erupted into her mouth after only a couple of minutes and then it was gone. Summer sent his cum into the martini glass to join the cum of the three other cocks.

She only had a short reprieve before a squeeze of her ass let her know that her fifth cock was waiting her hot mouth. Summer turned around and opened her mouth to take the cock. She was bent over at the waist in order to align her mouth with the cock poking through the opening. Two hands grabbed the sides of her head and the cock was viciously fucked in and out of her mouth. After only five thrusts, the cum erupted into her mouth. Just as quickly the cock disappeared from the hole.

Summer quickly allowed the cum to dribble into the martini glass. Summer's legs were aching from the tension of being bent over to suck the five cocks, while still in her six inch heels. She decided to go to the floor on her knees for some relief and faced the video screen.

As she stayed in this position, she could see that the woman in the movie was now sitting on top of a man's cock, she was sucking on a cock and a cock was jammed in her ass. As she fucked and sucked the three cocks, Summer watched as the woman took a cock in each of her hands. Summer was amazed that a woman could handle five cocks, but then she remembered that it was a movie and that in real life that just would not work.

Summer's hands slid down her body and her fingers found the folds of her pussy and the erect clit. The stimulation from the blow jobs she had given and the degradation she was being subjected to caused her body to take over. She was in need of an orgasm and she frantically rubbed her clit while watching the woman on the screen take five cocks, which was the same number that she had sucked in the last 25 minutes.

As Summer concentrated on the screen, two sets of hands came through the glory holes on either side of her booth and started playing with her tits. Each piercing was grabbed and twisted by the new stranger's hands. Though they were no longer sore, Summer's nipples were still sore. And, to have these new men's hands twisting and pulling on her piercings only made her need for an orgasm that much more necessary. Summer, while rubbing her clit with the middle fingers of her right hand, slipped the middle fingers of her left hand into her cunt and fucked them in and out in rhythm with the circular motion on her clit. The men simultaneously pulled and twisted her nipples which brought her to the orgasm she so needed.

One of the men grabbed her head first and pulled her to his hole, which caused Summer to scrape her knees along the floor of her booth. With the hand holding her head by her hair, her mouth was ****** onto the sixth glory hole cock.

Summer fell into a pattern of constant rotation of glory hole **********. She lost count after ten cocks. When the lights finally went off in her booth, the martini glass was almost full of cum mixture of so many cocks. She had cum on her face, on her neck, in her hair and running down her chest to her tits. She lost count of the orgasms she had at the hands of the strangers who ******** her body and fucked her face.

The door to her booth opened and a woman walked in carrying a bucket of water and a wash cloth. The Hispanic woman looked at Summer covered in cum, on her knees, fingers in her pussy and her other hand massaging her tits. The woman looked down in disgust and could not believe that Bill Fraser had found another woman to mold into a slut. Maria was happy that it was a new woman and not her. She remembered her times in the booth performing all kinds of sexual acts to please Bill and his clients. This poor bitch had only had to suck twenty cocks, so she was getting off easy.

Maria looking down on Summer said, "Slut, had me that glass of cum."

Summer did as she was instructed, but continued stroking her clit looking up at Maria. Summer was lost in her efforts to achieve another orgasm as it felt like her body could not cum enough. "What is happening to me," Summer wondered to herself as her fingers brought her to the orgasm she so craved especially being watched by a woman.

Maria was very impressed that after one visit to booth number three, this woman was lost in ecstasy. It took her three visits to the booth to fully understand her role in serving men to achieve her own pleasure. Maria knowing that she had to get Bill's latest conquest out of the room ordered Summer to stop playing with herself and stand up.

As Summer rose from the floor, she felt her body begin to ache. She could feel tightness on her face, neck and chest due to the numerous globs of cum that had dried there. As she stood, her eyes came level with the neck of the Hispanic woman who was dressed in a French maid outfit complete with garter belt, hose and black ankle strapped heels.

Maria told Summer to hold her hands above her head and grab the rings there. Summer did as she was instructed while Maria reached up and attached the leather straps to each of Summer's wrists. Maria stretched Summer until she was standing on the toes of the white six inch heels with the spike of the heel no longer touching the floor. Summer did not even seem to mind.

Maria then poured the cum mixture from the plastic martini glass into the Tupperware container. She knew that Bill Fraser had special plans for this concoction of cum for the new found slut. Once she had poured the majority of the cum into the container, Maria held the glass to her lips and poured the equivalent of three loads of cum into her mouth. Then she grabbed the back of Summer's head and pulled her head back ******* her mouth open by yanking Summer's hair backwards. Maria leaned down and let the cum that she had taken from the glass into Summer's open mouth. Maria combined some of her saliva with the cum mixture poured from the glass. Maria then closed her mouth around Summers while slipping her hands down the tied teacher's body until they found her cunt lips.

Maria pulled Summer's hips forward by tugging on the lip ring piercings until their pubic areas met. Summer felt something slip between her legs and then realized that the Hispanic woman had a strap on cock between her pussy lips. Maria ****** the cock further between the tied teacher's legs and then grabbed Summer's ass cheeks. Maria then pulled Summer back and forth across the plastic cock increasing pressure on her ass to encourage Summer to take control of the thrusting of her hips.

Maria slipped her tongue into Summer's mouth as the two women exchanged the cum concoction swirling their tongues together. Maria sucked Summer's tongue further into her mouth making Summer think that the Hispanic woman's intention was to suck her tongue right out of her mouth.

Maria lowered her hips just enough to get the head of the plastic cock at the entrance to Summer's overflowing pussy. Maria was able to insert the cock and slowly pushed the full nine inches all the way into Summer's cunt. Maria, still sucking on Summer's tongue, started a slow fucking motion in and out of her tied victim's cunt. Maria's clit was being stimulated by the rabbit extension at the base of the plastic cock that was situated against her body.

Maria increased the speed and ***** of her thrusts into Summer's pussy. Ultimately, Maria found the right direction into the tied slut's pussy and hit the magic "G" spot buried deep in Summer's pussy. Maria let the head of the plastic cock stick firmly in the "G" spot area of Summer's pussy. From that point, Maria started pushing the plastic cock head deeper and deeper into Summer's pussy without pulling it back at all. At that point, the rabbit hit Maria's clit just the right way and her body erupted in orgasm. Her orgasmic reaction ****** the plastic cock deeper into Summer's pussy. Maria's orgasm and the thrusting of the nine inch plastic cock deep into her pussy caused Summer's body to once again erupt in orgasm.

Summer woke no longer tied to the straps above her head. She was sitting on the couch in Bill Fraser's office fully clothed. Summer was looking through her hazed eyes and saw that Kevin was standing in front of her stroking his cock. He moved closer to his former teacher and let loose gob after gob of hot cum onto her face, neck and onto the front of her white sweater.

Then he spoke to her, "Ms. Wayne, it is time for you to leave the store. Here is your cum mixture which you are required to put in your morning coffee that you buy each morning on your way to school. Your Master T wanted you to have the taste of cock in your hot coffee to remind you of the hot blow jobs you gave to the twenty men this afternoon."

"Oh my God, how do you know my name Mr. Kevin," Summer asked.

"Slut, I am Kevin Stallings. I was one of the students that you would not curve your English class grades one point. That was the difference in my possibly getting at least a partial ride to play college football. I hope you remember my name from now on slut," answered Kevin.

Summer sat there dumbfounded as she had been ****** by another of her students. "Why were they treating her this way," she wondered to herself. She was brought out of her stupor by Kevin's instructions, "Get the fuck out of Bill's office. Make sure you take that coffee to school with you tomorrow containing the cum from the twenty cocks."

Kevin put his cock back in his jeans and zipped them back up. He pulled Summer from the couch and nudged her out of the office door. Summer looked around the book store and noticed at least ten men wandering around the shelves of the book store. She lowered her head and with her heels clicking across the tile floor walked out the back door of the book store. She punched the lock code into the door key pad and got into her car. She backed the car out of the parking space and screeched her tires as she exited the lot.

Summer made the thirty minute drive home in about twenty five minutes. She was not concerned with getting caught by the police. How could they do anything worse to her than what had just happened in the past two hours at the hands of so many strangers in the booth. As she pulled into her garage, opened her car door, pulled her bags out of her trunk and then walked into her house.

Summer walked up the stairs to the bedroom she shared with her husband James who was working in Asia. She walked into their bathroom and was shocked by her appearance. She had cum stains all down the front of the sweater, on her face and she could see globs in her hair. She broke down and started crying uncontrollably. She had to grasp the edge of the bathroom counter to support herself as her body shock in spasm of disgust and revulsion as the contents of her stomach came rushing up her esophagus. Summer was just able to make it to the commode as the mixture of cum and stomach contents came exploding out of her mouth. Summer continued bending over the commode as her body convulsed with dry heaves.

After calming down, Summer stripped her soiled clothes off and threw them into the trash container. She stepped out of her white heels and noticed cum stains on top of each toe. Summer then stripped her white thong down her body and stepped into the shower. Her body was met with a cold spray which she did not even react to at that point. The cold shower brought her back to reality and she once again began crying uncontrollably. Summer adjusted the water for a hot blast for a massaging spray that began to wash away the cum from her body.

Summer scrubbed and scrubbed her body with the wash cloth that matched her Egyptian cotton towels. She washed her hair with the salon treatment shampoo. Summer rinsed her hair and reapplied the shampoo. She had to make sure all of the cum was washed away. Once satisfied that she had removed the physical evidence of the cum bath she had been given at the hands of strangers, Summer stepped out of the shower and wrapped her body as well as her hair in towels.

Then, the familiar sound of the ring notification from Skype filled the air in her bedroom. "Oh my God, it is James. I cannot talk with him right now," Summer said to herself.

Summer knew that she would be watched by her young master by the video camera planted in her bedroom. She knew that he had given her privacy by not putting a camera in the bathroom or her dressing room. Summer also knew that she would have to insert the pink butt plug in her ass, slip on the slut uniform white lace thong and wear the white six inch pumps. But, she just could not face James dressed that way right now. Summer sat down on the commode and waiting until the ringing stopped. She knew she had to leave the bathroom at some point, but right now, it was a safe haven for her. But, she could not stay there forever.................................

Summer chats with her husband next....................................

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Summer Wayne is a 40 year old married high school Senior English teacher that is being blackmailed by one of her students. She is required to call him Master T and she is completely under his control only one week after his discovery of her on-line profile. Master T has had each of Summer's nipples pierced, each of her pussy lips is adorned with ring piercings and her left hear has been pierced with a large loop earring that includes three red beads that signifies to Master T that she is his. Master T has been on a high school trip to Washington D.C. and he will be arriving on Thursday evening. Summer's day at school will be palatable for the first time, but after school, she will be visiting the tanning salon again and will be required to provide her master with a ride home upon his return from his trip. Thursday represents the completion of one week of being under the control of her teenage Master, but her weekend will be filled with servitude, tattoos and more degradation, but she doesn't yet know any of this..........

Summer was effectively hiding in her bathroom because she knew that Master T would be able to tell whether or not she was wearing her required slut clothes. She knew that Wednesday night was when she chatted with her husband James on Skype. But, she just could not bear to have him see her in her slut uniform as required by her young master. She did not want to put on the white lace thong and slip her tired feet into the white six inch slut pumps while she chatted with James because she was not allowed to wear a cover-up unless she needed some semblance of dignity when greeting anyone at the front door or at the direction of her young Master. Summer also did not want to put the white slut dog collar around her neck nor did she want to have the required pink butt plug inserted in her ass as she chatted with her overseas husband. Dressed like that James would be able to see her nipple piercings as well as the white "slut" collar she was required to wear, though she had forgotten to wear it today on her Master's required day off. She also did not want to risk James asking about any other piercings and her being required to show him the piercings she had in each of her pussy lips as well as the ankle bracelet that Master T required that she never take off. James would also see the large gold loop earring in her left ear with the three red balls linked to it. Summer still did not comprehend the significance of the red balls in the loop earring, but it kept getting caught in her long light brunette hair.

Summer missed her husband and was mad that his work had taken him away from her. She would not be in this predicament if he had not been traveling because she would not have looked on that site and sent the picture that went to one of her students that landed her in servitude to her high school student Master. Summer needed to see James' face and talk to him just to get some semblance of normalcy back in her life. She decided to wrap a towel around her hair to cover the gold loop earring and she wrapped one of the large Egyptian cotton towels around her body covering her breasts and ass as the towel was extra-large enough to cover both her breasts and pussy. Summer then grabbed the collar, white heels and the pink butt plug as she had already slipped on a fresh white lace thong and had slipped on her slut white heels. Summer walked out of her bathroom in dread that this action would cause her more pain and punishment from her young Master. She walked towards the bedroom desk and was able to set all of the "slut" uniform items in plain view of the camera that Todd had installed, but out of view of the webcam for the Skype conversation with James.

As she sat in front of the screen, Summer purposefully turned the monitor slightly away from the area that she thought the camera was stationed. She wanted to have some privacy during her chat and she did not want Todd to be able to look over her shoulder to see James.

James dinged Summer again and this time she answered with an apology as she had been in the shower washing her hair and that was why she could not hear his first ding. He smiled and so did Summer. She had made it she thought and she chatted with her husband for the next hour catching him up on the activities of the kids; her work and the volunteer work she had on her schedule for the next four weeks.

James talked about his client meetings and the trips he had taken in Asia since last Wednesday. He talked about the swap meet he went to in Beijing and the lovely items he had been able to buy there to bring back home the first of November. This hit a nerve with Summer as that meant that he would be almost six weeks coming home. He in fact would be coming home on November 3, which was a Sunday. It was September 25 which meant that it was 40 days until he came home.

Summer's mind wandered through the rest of the conversation after she found out that James was not coming home until November 3. That meant that she would be subjected to continuous degradation by her young master without any safety being achieved by James' early return. She loved talking to James because it felt safe and she felt protected, but under her breathe she was saying "fuck you".

It was almost 9:30 PM when they said their goodbyes and I love you's. As she logged out of Skype and repositioned the monitor, she saw an envelope on the bottom of her screen that indicated that she had email. Because she had taken the day off at her master's direction, Summer first opened her school account to find multiple emails related to her class today and the student's behavior, all bad which was not surprising. Then there was an email from Principal Harding indicating that there would be a mandatory staff meeting immediately after school tomorrow (Thursday) and that everyone should plan on the meeting lasting at least an hour. Mr. Harding's email detailed that the bulk of the meeting would be on the county's proposed budget shortfalls and how that might affect the high school. He would want to make sure that all department heads come by his office in the morning so that they could distribute packages for all of the employees in each department.

"Oh crap. I have that damned tanning appointment tomorrow at 3:30 PM," Summer said out loud.

Summer then closed out her school account and noticed that there was one more email icon at the bottom of her screen, which meant that she had an email in her personal email account most probably from Todd. Summer did not want to open the email. She was both physically and mentally drained from her day. Her mouth still ached from all the cocks that she had sucked and her legs ached from being bent over to accommodate all of the cocks ****** on her at the adult book store glory hole. Then her pussy reminded her of the fucking that she was given at the hands of the woman dressed as a maid. Summer remembered the cock extended from the front of her maid outfit and it felt like it was ten inches long. Summer tried to remember how many times she came today, but she just could not count them all.

As she was reliving her day, Summer felt a familiar tingle between her legs. She could feel moisture forming at the entrance to her pussy and she just mumbled "slut" to herself. The only email in her account was from her young master. Before she opened the email, Summer walked back to the bathroom, carrying her slut uniform items; placed each towel on its appropriate towel rack. She brushed out her hair and then blew it dry as she did not want to go to bed with wet hair.

Once she was satisfied that her hair was dry, Summer opened the cabinet door, reached in and removed the KY Lubricating Jelly she had purchased so that she could more easily stuff the pink butt plug into her ass. Summer put a thick coat of the slippery lubricant all over the plug. Summer then bent over slightly, pulled the thin strip of material of her thong running down her ass crack to one side, took the tip of her middle finger to spread the jelly on her puffy asshole. Once satisfied that she was sufficiently lubricated, Summer placed the tip of the pink butt plug against her asshole and began to slide it inside her anal passageway. Summer felt more and more of the pink butt plug slip inside each time she sawed the plug in and out of her ass. Finally, the base of the plug was pressed against her skin. Summer was pleasantly surprised to find that her ass was beginning to accept the plug and her pain was lessened. Summer pulled the thong material back in place and then slipped on her white slut collar. As she reached around her neck to slip the collar into the appropriate slot, Summer noticed how her silver dollar sized nipples stood out from her chest and how they were hardened by the piercings, which made them stand out even more than ever before.

Once she had on all of the items of her slut uniform, Summer headed out of the bathroom and she sat down at her desk. Summer opened the email because she did not want to make her young master mad. She could not endure any more punishment meetings with him as her ass was still bruised from the paddling she received on Monday as well as from the leather strap paddling administered by Bill Fraser and his cronies on Tuesday night at the book store.

When the email opened, Summer saw that there were four attachments. She went first to the body of the email and read:

"Slut, while I have been away, I am hopeful that you have realized how fruitless it is to resist me. Your servitude to me has been satisfactory, but it must get much better. Attached you will find four items. Open attachment number one, read it and then read the next paragraph of my email."

Summer clicked on the first attachment and when it opened she was shocked into a gasp. It was a picture from her night with Bill Fraser and his friends when she was tied to the pole, a cock in her mouth and one in her pussy from behind. The caption read, "Summer Wayne, school teacher, slut, slave and whore."

The cock in her mouth she realized was that of Bill's friend Lee. The cock fucking her from behind was none other than Bill Fraser's. She could remember the evening, but not the specifics of the ***** she received, nor the camera. She could not remember the number of times she came, but she remembered cumming a lot.

Summer then went to the email and read the second paragraph as Master Todd required:

"As you can see slut, your degradation is well documented. It will be apparent to your husband, your ********, your principal Mr. Harding, the school's PTA, the students and all of your friends if you ever disregard one of my commands again. Now open the second attachment slut. After you have done this read the third paragraph."

Summer could not believe that Todd was continuing his threats to publicly detail her ********** through his blackmail. She had done everything she had been asked to do to satisfy him.

Summer opened the second attachment and it was a picture of her being exposed to Phil at the tanning salon as Gail held her from behind. The picture clearly showed her face contorted from the pleasure that Gail was inflicting on her pierced nipples while a total stranger she had only met was being treated with a full view of her body. Summer remembered how embarrassed she felt to be exposed in the manner that the picture illustrated, but she also remembered how it began to turn her on.

The third paragraph further detailed Summer's continued slide into servitude, voyeurism and submissiveness:

"As you can see my slut, your body is telling your brain that it needs to be displayed, touched, stroked, spanked, fucked and is a receptor for cum. Imagine your husband receiving that picture while he is working so hard in Asia to make money to take care of his family only to find out that his wife is such a slut teacher. Now go to the third attachment."

Summer opened the third attachment and saw a picture displaying her in the bathroom stall yesterday (Tuesday). She had been aware that people had come into the bathroom while she was performing her tasks for her young Master, but the picture was taken from the adjacent stall at an upward angle. She had not seen the camera nor had she been aware that anyone was in the bathroom as she completed the butt plug induced orgasms. Now, Summer had to be worried about another student in school, only this time the other student had to be an upper class girl. "Oh my God," Summer said out loud.

Without hesitation, Summer went back to Master T's email and began reading the fourth paragraph:

"Slut, as you can see, I am following your every move whether it be at home, school, the tanning salon or Bill's bookstore. You have no place to hide from me and you are my slut to do with as I please. Now go to the fourth attachment slut."

The fourth attachment was a picture taken on the bed in her son's room. They had had bunk beds that had been converted to single beds in one bedroom. The sheets had been pulled back on one of the beds and there on the bed were a red, silk button up blouse, her button up black skirt, her newly purchased black four inch heels with ankle straps, a black and white lace shelf bra, matching lace thong and black back seamed thigh hi hose. Lying next to the thong was the black remote controlled egg, her recently purchased blindfold and there was what appeared to be an envelope lying on the bed.

Summer bolted from the desk and ran as fast as her six inch heels would allow down the hallway to her son's room. Sure enough, there on the bed were the contents from the picture that Todd had sent to her. Summer did not know how Todd had gotten into her house nor did she know when he did it. But, it was apparent to Summer that Todd had full access to her house, her computer, her career and life. Summer could feel the pit of her stomach begin to tighten as she gathered all the items from her son's bed. She placed the items on the comforter of her other son's bed and quickly made up the bed to make both beds match. Summer then quickly gathered up the clothing, the black egg with its remote, the envelope and walked back into her bedroom.

Summer placed the items on her bed and returned to her young Master's email. The next paragraph caused her the most consternation as it was instructions for her Thursday.

"Slut, you are to wear exactly these items tomorrow to school. You will take the pink butt plug, the blindfold, the cup of cum that you gathered last night in your glory hole performance that is in your refrigerator, a small salad for your lunch and you are to insert the remote control egg (I still have the remote) into your cunt before you leave for school or there will be dire consequences for failure to adhere to my instructions. I am expecting you to have lost the five pounds that you were instructed to lose while I am away in D.C. Also, don't forget your slut collar and leash, which should be placed into your purse along with the pink butt plug and any lubricant you may now have. You will teach thinking all day of me. You are to be in your room waiting for me tonight when the bus brings our group back to the school. More later my slut. -- your Master"

Summer once again came to grips with her situation. Here she was a respected member of the community, a high school teacher, wife and ****** of two wonderful boys who were off to college. And yet, she was a slave to a high school student, she had been pierced at his direction and she was becoming his willing slut each day that she was under his direction. She did not understand why, but Summer now felt the urge to meet her young Master's every demand no matter the consequences. She had not even thought about the library of digital pictures as well as videos that had captured her perversion as well as her willing degradation and ********** to her young Master. She fell asleep shortly thereafter with the butt plug securely in her ass, dog collar firmly affixed and erect pierced nipples staying hard all night.

Summer awoke on Thursday morning feeling better than she had felt in a week. Her ass reminded her of her position, the tiny lace thong & slut collar further detailed her ********** to her young Master. She rose from bed, did a quick stretch and padded to the bathroom. She was able to remove the pink butt plug with some ease now as her ass hole muscles were beginning to be stretched appropriately. Summer then relieved herself as she was allowed to do. She removed her collar and stepped into her waiting hot shower.

Summer spent several minutes reliving her Wednesday adventure at the tanning salon and then at Bill Fraser's adult bookstore. She remembered the young black man's hard cock in her mouth behind the counter and then the long period of cocks through the holes in the booth. Her pussy began to remember the stimulation of her ********** as well as the **** at the hands of the Hispanic woman dressed in the French maid uniform.

Summer remembered to shave what little stubble had grown on her legs, underarms, on her pussy mound and ass crack. She went over her pussy lips with care making sure not to accidently cut herself. She played with the rings in her pussy lips as her other hand found her erect clit. She was nearing orgasm when her phone rang.

Summer rushed out of the shower without even taking a towel. She knew it would be her Master and she did not want to make him wait. As she pressed the "on" button, Summer heard the automated group call from Principal Harding reminding all of the department heads about the faculty meeting this afternoon and the reminder for each to come to his office prior to the start of school to pick up the information that would be discussed at the meeting right after school.

The cold reality of the day hit her. She had to dress like a slut and walk into Principal Harding's office to pick up the board information. She would have to work all day in the high heels with the egg inserted into her pussy, which Summer knew would have her juices flowing and soaking the thin strip of material between her pussy lips. Then Summer would be ****** to sit through a staff meeting dressed as she was all the while her pussy would be dripping moisture sure to run down her legs. Because of the staff meeting, she had to change her tanning appointment from the required 3:00 PM time slot. But, Summer knew she had lots of time between 3:00 PM and the arrival of the school bus that transported the students to DC including her young Master.

Summer went about her morning routine styling her hair, applying lotions to her body and making sure her make-up trended towards a slut as her young Master required, but with a conservative flair. Summer slipped on the black back seamed hose first as it required some effort to make sure that the seams were as straight as possible. She also noticed that these hose had wider lace tops than the other hose she had. The lace tops on these back seamed hose was at least six inches wide, which would make it difficult to hide the tops of the hose whenever she sat down. Summer looked down at her left ankle and she saw the ankle bracelet now covered by her hose and she thought what a slut it made her look like. Next she slid on the white thong with black lace over the hose and pulled it snugly between her ass cheeks and into her pussy lips. Summer looked into the mirror and she could easily see the ring piercings in each of her pussy lips outside of the thong material. Summer adjusted the thin slip of lace material so that her lips as well as the piercings were confined inside.

Next, Summer slipped her arms through the straps of the black and white lace bra that matched the thong she had just put on. She looked in the mirror and the shelf bra helped to support her breasts, but it did nothing to hide her silver dollar sized nipples and the bar bell piercings made her nipples stand at attention. Summer slipped on the red button up silk blouse. As she finished buttoning up the blouse, Summer noticed that the top two buttons had been removed and the button holes had been amateurishly sewn closed. When Summer looked into her mirror, she was taken aback by the view. Her cleavage was clearly visible with the top two buttons removed and when she turned to the side it would be almost impossible to prevent anyone paying close enough attention to get a glimpse of her nipples as well as the piercings. Another facet of the blouse was the clingy silk material that made it quite evident that her nipples were standing at attention and if looking closely, anyone would be able to see the outline of the piercings in each.

Summer then slipped her feet into the new four inch black heels. Summer placed each foot onto the bench at the end of the bed to fasten the ankle straps of the heels. Summer then wrapped the black skirt around her waist and over her hips. She buttoned the top button to fit the skirt snugly in place. The skirt, though with front buttons, was somewhat form fitting and fairly light weight. If she was not careful, Summer feared that anyone would be able to see the outline of the tops of her hose and quite possibly the outline of her tiny thong. She thought to herself that she would need to be very careful writing on the board and picking things up off of her desk as she buttoned all but the last button on the skirt. She did not like the idea of having her back turned towards her teenage students as there was no telling who the girl was that knew about her orgasm episode in the bathroom on Tuesday.

Summer then grabbed up her bag that contained her school paperwork and headed down the stairs. Summer remembered the container of cum in her refrigerator and looked at it disgustingly as she placed into her bag. Summer quickly made a salad and tossed the container into her bag. Ready to leave, she headed for the door to the garage. Once she reached the garage, she hit the door release and the garage door leading to her BMW convertible rolled up almost noiselessly. Summer popped the lid on her trunk and dumped the bag containing her school work, lunch and the container that held the cum from her adventure in the glory hole room at Bill Fraser's store. Summer checked to make sure that the white collar and leash are in her purse along with the pink butt plug. She also saw the tube of KY lubricant as she gets into the car.

When she finally rested in the driver's seat, Summer noticed that the black vibrating egg was not in her purse. It was her intention to insert the egg once she got to school when she could use the women's bathroom. Now she frantically ran back into the house, through the kitchen, up the stairs and into her bedroom. Summer could not find the black egg. She remembered having all of the items displayed on her bed. She walked over to the bed and looked through the unmade covers of the bed. The egg was not there. Frantically, Summer threw the covers from the bed and tore the sheets off of the bed. She started feeling every square inch of the bed covers, but could not find the egg. Summer, down on her knees in her bedroom, began to cry. She could not believe that she was in such a frantic state searching her room for an egg that she knew would only cause her discomfort and quite possibly embarrassment today.

Summer pulled herself together and looked under the bed and fortunately the egg was staring back up at her. She grabbed the egg, rushed out of the bedroom and walked down the stairs as quickly as she could. She was now running behind schedule and she did not want to get to the school late and miss the appointment with Principal Harding. Summer shivered at the thought of him gawking at her and being able to see what she was wearing clothing that quite possibly could be viewed as in ********* of the teacher implied dress code. But, Summer could not think about that as she was adhering to the instructions of her high school student master. When Summer reached her car door, she heard the familiar sound of a text message being received.

"Why haven't you inserted the egg into your cunt slut?"

Summer then felt the phone buzz alerting her to an incoming call. Of course it was her young master. She pressed the "accept call" green button and answered, "Hello Master T."

Todd then went off, "Keep your mouth shut and listen to me slut. Why didn't you follow my instructions exactly? Your continued disobedience ****** me to punish you. As I am not there at this moment, we will start your punishment now and it will be completed when I arrive tonight. Put your phone on face time and place it on the trunk of your car so that I can see you."

Summer immediately complied as she was running out of time, but worse she did not want to suffer too much for her innocent mistake, but a mistake all the same to her young master.

"Alright slut, stand behind your car, pull your skirt up over your hips, slide your thong down to your ankles, insert the plug into your cunt and lay flat against the lid of your trunk," were Todd's instructions.

To which Summer pleaded, "Master T, please don't make me do that. One of my neighbors may see me and I would not be able to explain what I was doing. Please Master."

"I can see that you are going to be troublesome slut. For questioning my directions, strip your blouse and skirt off, pull your thong down to your ankles, insert the egg and lay flat against the lid of your trunk. If you have any more pleadings, then you can just strip all of your clothes off and kneel on the driveway so any of your neighbors paying attention can see what a slut you are. Then I can be sure you understand that you have disobeyed me again and you questioned my directions," Todd said as he looked into Summer's eyes via the face call feature of their iphones.

When Summer hesitated, her phone went silent. Suddenly, Summer realized her predicament as at any time Todd could see what she was doing inside her house and he had all of those pictures of her that he could distribute to anyone he wanted to right now. Summer was terrified that she had made the final mistake that would cause her to be exposed as a slut for a teenager. Summer shivered at the potential ramifications to her professionally, to her marriage, in the community and then the impact that her exposure as the slut she was becoming (and may truly be) would have on her two ********.

Summer quickly hit the speed dial function on her phone hoping to reach her young master. Her call went directly to her young Master's voice mail. Summer did not know what to do. She had hesitated when she had been given specific instructions and now she was afraid that her hesitation may have caused her young master to become tired of the relationship. In that event he could just send out a set of pictures and ruin her. Right then Summer's phone buzzed indicating that it was another face call from her young master. Summer dropped her call to her master and answered the phone as required,

"Master T this is Summer. I am so sorry for hesitating, but I am afraid of being seen by my neighbors."

"What you should be afraid of slut is what I will do to you when I see you or better yet what your husband James will do to you when he receives the email containing several pictures of you with cocks in your mouth as well as your ass satisfying Bill Fraser's clients. Is that what you want slut," Todd asked.

"Master T I am so sorry. I did not think my response through. Please let me please you," Summer begged.

"Because of your disobedience this morning, you are to be punished. Your first punishment is to strip off all of your clothes. Place the phone so that I can watch you strip. You may keep your hose and heels on, slide the egg into your cunt and then lay across the lid of your trunk until I tell you to go to school," Todd ordered.

"Yes Master T," was Summer's response.

Summer laid the phone against the convertible top of her BMW. While facing the phone and the eyes of her young master through her iPhone, Summer unbuttoned and then allowed her red blouse to slip off of her shoulders. She caught it and laid it on the trunk lid. Next, Summer unbuttoned the top two buttons of her black form fitting skirt and it fell to the ground. She quickly picked it up and placed on top of her red blouse.

Summer standing behind her car was clad only in her black and white lace lingerie set, black back seamed thigh hi's and her four inch black ankle strap heels. Summer's nipples were standing at full attention as they had escaped the lace top of the shelf bra and the nipple piercings were clearly visible in each. Then, while facing the display on her phone, Summer reached behind her back and unlatched the clasp of her black and white lace trim shelf bra, which joined her other clothes on the lid of the trunk. Next, Summer hooked her thumbs in the side straps of her thong and slide it down over her hips, down her legs until the thong stretched between her ankles.

Fortunately, Summer had placed the black egg on the back of the trunk lid when her young master had called the first time. Summer grabbed the egg, placed the tip against her surprisingly wet pussy lips and slipped it all the way inside her pussy. The receiver cord hung four inches outside of her pussy lips.

Once the egg was in place, Summer, as directed, lay across the lid of the trunk with her eyes looking directly into the phone display panel. She could see her young master's eyes filled with lust as she once again succumbed to his directions and his control.

As Summer looked straight ahead, she heard Todd's instructions, "Slut slip your right hand down between the trunk and your pussy. Start rubbing that already erect clit of yours, but you are not allowed to cum."

Without further instruction or hesitation, Summer ran her right hand down the trunk lid and between the folds of her pussy lips. She found her clit to be indeed erect and quite moist. Her fingers brushed the receiver cord dangling between her legs as her fingers went to work on her clit.

Summer did not even think about the scene she was putting on for anyone paying strict attention to her driveway as they passed by her house. She was a respected high school English teacher, ****** of two college age boys, wife to a wonderful man and a slut to a high school student. Her ass was illuminated by the lights of the garage, her ankles were encased in the stretched material of the with thong with black lace, her feet were strapped into four inch heels and her legs highlighted by the stretched material of the black nylon back seamed thigh hi's.

Her fingers were bringing her closer and closer to orgasm as her master only watched. But, the harder she tried to cum, the more frustrated Summer became. She felt empty in her ass and she needed to have that full feeling to truly experience an orgasm. Without permission or direction from her young master, Summer ran her left hand down her side, over her left butt check, down her crack until her middle finger found her puckered ass hole. Without any lubrication, Summer ****** her finger inside her ass and she could immediately feel her body react to the added sensation. Her right hand was moving furiously over her clit with her pussy juice beginning to drip from her lips. She rammed the left middle finger deep into her ass as her right hand with three fingers on her clit brought her closer and closer to orgasm.

Todd was very pleased with what he was seeing through the camera display. He knew that any moment one of his three roommates would be banging on the bathroom door to relieve themselves to begin processing for their trip back to Atlanta. But, he had to make his slut cum when she was instructed and he wanted her to beg.

"Slut, are you ready to cum," Todd asked.

"Yes Master T, please let me cum," Summer pleaded.

"You may now cum slut," replied her young Master.

Summer's body erupted in orgasm with her fingers furiously rubbing her clit and her middle finger pushing deeper and deeper with each thrust. Summer's orgasm subsided as she was still spread eagle against the lid of her trunk, black lace thong around her ankles and her eyes gazing at her iphone. However, her young Master had already disconnected his call and she was alone in her orgasm when she realized that time was running out for her to get to school in time for the pre-school meeting with the principal, Mr. Harding.

Summer did not remove the egg as she slowly rose up off of the lid of her trunk. On unsteady legs, Summer brought her feet together and bent over to bring her thong back up to her hips easily slipping the thin strip of material between her pussy lips. She could feel the material between her lips; she did not try and arrange things better as she was running out of time. Summer quickly slipped on her black with white trim shelf bra and pulled the skirt back around her hips buttoning the top two buttons. She quickly slipped her arms through the sleeves of her red silk blouse and buttoned up the remaining buttons cursing herself for allowing her young master to get into her house and act as a tailor when he removed the top two buttons of the blouse before he sewed up the button holes. She looked down, and Summer could clearly see the support material of the shelf bra in her cleavage as well as her erect nipples straining against the thin material of the red blouse. Summer tucked the tail of the blouse into her skirt, grabbed her phone and jumped into the driver's seat of her BMW.

As she back down the driveway, she was startled to almost run into her lecherous neighbor, Mr. Johnson as he leered easily into her car as her convertible top was down as had been required by her young master whenever she drove the car. She apologized to Mr. Johnson by saying, "I am sorry I am just in a hurry. I hope that I did not scare you too badly Mr. Johnson."

"Looking into the car, down her blouse and gazing at the skirt pulled up he could see the wide lace of the tops of his neighbor's black hose, Mr. Johnson replied, "No Summer you did not scare me as I was watching as you got into your car and backed it down the driveway. You look ravishing today. I hope your students can concentrate on your lessons and not what you are wearing. Have a good day teach."

As he watched his sexy neighbor drive away, even at his age, he got a raging hard on while looking down the blouse and at the exposed lace tops of her hose. Johnson continued with his thoughts on taking advantage of the taped sex scene he had watched of Summer and the couple in Summer's back yard. He still could not believe that he had watched her suck the woman, the man, fuck the man and then fuck herself with the Corona bottle (as detailed in Chapter 7). He knew that he could use it against the teacher, but he had to make sure that the timing was right and the opportunity presented itself to him. He was a patient man.

Summer continued backing out of the drive and into the street. She changed gears and speed out of the subdivision. As she pulled to the stop sign just past the subdivision, she glanced down and saw why her neighbor had looked so intently at her. Her blouse was stretched tight against her breasts so he could easily have seen the outline of her piercings and the hem of her skirt was all the way up to the wide lace tops of her hose where the skin of her thigh was visible above the lace tops of the hose. Summer tried to adjust the skirt, but a pick-up truck behind her sounded its horn blaring her into an acceleration down the road.

"Catch up to her Mike. That is Ms. Wayne the senior English teacher who we will have next year. She is hot," shouted Mike's riding companion Terry.

Mike replied, "Terry, we will have to do it some other time as we have to pick up Jeff and Scott before school."

"Oh man, I wanted a good look at her tits again," whined Terry.

"Maybe we can sneak a peek at her at school sometime today. You know the seniors have been gone most of the week and she has been teaching smaller classes for those that did not qualify for the trip or chose not to go," replied Mike.

Summer approached the school parking lot and quickly found her assigned parking place. As she pressed the button for the automatic top closing of her BMW, she began tugging at her blouse in the hopes that she could give herself some relief from the tight fitting garment. She knew that it would be cold in Mr. Harding's office and with the piercings as well as her heightened erotic feelings; her nipples would be standing at full attention. Summer just did not want to have the principal gawking at her breasts.

Once the car top snapped into place, Summer closed the latches, grabbed her school bag and exited the car. As she walked the short distance to the main entrance, Summer could feel the interior muscle linings of her pussy grabbing and holding the egg that was buried deep in her pussy. She felt the moisture begin to leak around the thin material of her thong and she was hopeful that the meeting with Mr. Harding would be brief.

Summer reached for the door just as Sandra Wilson was exiting the building. Both women ran directly into one another with both smashing their breasts into the other. "God dammit, watch where you are going Wayne," blurted Sandra Wilson.

"I am sorry Ms. Wilson, but I was not expecting someone to be coming out of the school this early in the morning. I hope you are not hurt," Summer meekly replied.

Sandra Wilson was not someone to be taken lightly and someone who could cause trouble for any school system employee. Summer was already uneasy because of her ********** grade as well as being cornered by her at the McDonalds last week. Summer felt like Melanie knew about her, but was unsure why she felt that way. And Sandra Wilson had already taken her complaint about Summer's grading system to Principal Harding.

"Just watch where you are going Wayne," replied Sandra Wilson in a huff.

Summer tried to catch her breath before heading into the principal's office. That felt funny to say it that way to herself as she did not deem herself to be going to the principal's office for punishment, but she had to watch herself given her state of mind, her servitude to a student and the threatening posture of Sandra Wilson.

Summer could feel the material of her red silk blouse begin to rub her ever hardening nipples. She tried to shield her breasts from Shirley's gaze, who is the school secretary, with her school bag. Summer remembered the session with Shirley where she controlled the secretary for a short time and how that felt to be in control. But, Summer remembered the egg in her pussy and knew that she was the one that was controlled.

"Go right in Summer, Mr. Harding is waiting on you as you are the last of the department heads to arrive," Shirley grinned.

When Summer was buzzed through the gate, she was caught off guard by the fact that she was the last department head to arrive. She had understood that the meeting was at 7:00 AM and it was only 6:55 AM by her watch. As she walked into Principal Harding's office she immediately realized that her wrist watch had stopped and that it was 7:15 AM. The principal, sitting behind his desk did not even look up when Summer came into his office. With the index finger of his left hand, Principal Harding motioned for her to sit. There was a round table with four chairs in the office along with a small couch about the size of a household love seat. Mr. Harding's gesture was towards the love seat and not the table.

As Summer started to sit on the couch, she was suddenly acutely aware that sitting there would make it almost impossible to hide the fact that she was wearing thigh hi hosiery as the tight skirt would ride up in order for her to sit on such a low couch. Summer placed her school bag, containing all of her servitude instruments, on the couch, grabbed the arm with her right hand and lowered herself in her most lady like manner until her ass reached the cushion of the couch. Summer was horrified to find that the end she had chosen was apparently the worst worn end of the couch as her ass settled into a rather deep rut in the cushion. The couch did not appear to be worn, but her placement had made it impossible for her to not give Principal Harding a fairly unobstructed view of the wide lace tops of her black thigh hi's. Noticing that her principal was not paying any attention to her, Summer quickly pulled her school bag onto her lap and she kept her knees pressed tightly together.

Mr. Harding continued to work on the papers in front of him purposefully making the attractive English Department Head wait. He was a bit agitated that she would be 15 minutes late to a meeting with him. He wanted her to know that his time was actually more valuable that hers. So, he thought he would make her wait for the same 15 minutes he had waited for her. However, his strategy started to fall apart when he casually looked at Summer and saw her sitting on the couch with her book bag draped across her lap. He moved his gaze from the bag up to her breasts as he could see her breasts rising and falling with each breath. He swore that he could see her nipples pressed against the shiny silk blouse, but he could not be sure.

As Summer watched Principal Harding gaze first at her lap and then at her breasts, she was first relieved that she had placed the bag in her lap as it provided her with some semblance of propriety. But, in order to keep her knees tightly together to keep her skirt in place, Summer had to sit erect, which ****** her breasts to jut out pressing her nipples against the silky, thin material of her red blouse. But, when she saw his eyes focusing on her breasts, Summer was horrified that her body was betraying her. She was turned on by the morning session with her young master and in her position on the couch; Summer felt the muscles of her pussy grasping at the egg to keep it in place. Summer could feel the moisture of her pussy and she was concerned that she would leave a wet spot on the principal's couch. Additionally, the tension of the situation, her tardiness and the relative lack of attention of the principal had made her feel intimidated even more by Principal Harding.

Harding could not make Summer wait any longer as his attention to the papers on his desk was lost. He picked up a folder from his desk and walked the short distance to the round table and placed the folder there. Harding had decided that he wanted to play with his English Department head just a little. He opened the folder and took out two sets of papers. He then looked at Summer and said, "Ms. Wayne, come join me here at the table. We need to spread out the documents so that I can explain the budgeting issues."

Summer was now trapped. To rise from the couch, she was going to need to use her right hand to push her body up while using her left hand to clutch the school bag to keep from exposing the tops of her hose to her principal. She also realized that when she sat beside her principal, her blouse will be opened towards him and there would be no way for her to hide the fact that the top two buttons had been removed even though Todd had cleverly sewn the button holes closed though not professionally of course.

Principal Harding watched intently as Summer rose from the couch. He could see she was struggling with the bag and the arm rest. Harding was able to just briefly get a glimpse at the side of Summer's skirt and he saw the upper portion of her thighs and the lace top of her hose. Harding, like almost all men, had a thing for hose, but not pantyhose. The image of seeing sexy hose on his English Department Head made his cock begin to rise inside his khaki slacks. He had always thought that Summer was sort of a prude, but this morning he was seeing things that made him want to see more of her.

As Summer slid into the chair next to her principal, she felt the egg shift in her pussy and she also felt the inner walls of her pussy ************* grasp the egg securely. She was not worried that it would slip out because the thin strip of material of her white thong with black lace would keep it inside her. But, the size of the egg made Summer conscious of the possibility of it slipping out whether it could actually occur or not. Because her mind was otherwise occupied, Summer laid the school bag on the table and leaned forward to begin reviewing the document.

While Summer read the information, Principal Harding leaned back in his chair pretending to do the same. But, he used the papers to hide his building erection as well as to appear to be reading while his eyes roamed the body of the English teacher. Harding could see the outline of her left nipple pressed against the red silk blouse and he was intrigued at its stiffness. He could see Summer's cleavage and he could just make out the white and black lace bra that held each breast in place between her breasts. Harding moved his gaze down Summer's body and he saw that the bottom two buttons of her skirt were undone and even though she was pressing her legs together, he could faintly see the beginning of the lace from the top of her hose. He was wondering why a teacher, especially this teacher, would wear such sexy attire to school.

As Summer read the boring details of the proposed budget, she could feel the eyes of her principal on her. She could feel sweat beginning to form on her upper lip like it did most times when compliant for her young master. Summer's pussy continued to grip and release the egg that was not buried deep in her pussy. She could feel the thin material between her pussy lips getting wetter by the moment.

She acknowledged that she had read the document and that she did not have any questions about the package. Summer further indicated to her principal that what was being proposed, that given the current economic conditions, cuts to funding of some projects was inevitable. Summer then asked, "Is that all you need from me this morning Mr. Harding?"

"Well Ms. Wayne, I am disappointed in your tardiness this morning. It is not like you to be late and keep me waiting. Is there something going on in your life that I should be aware of at this time," Mr. Harding asked.

"Does he know something about what is going on? Does he know about Todd and his friend Bill Fraser," Summer thought to herself.

"No Mr. Harding nothing going on that you should be concerned about. You know my husband, James, is out of the country on business, so I am just a little overwhelmed with all the things I have to do around the house, with my charity work and teaching. But, I am good," Summer replied to her principal with her bright and toothy smile.

The principal leaned in and pointed to the document he had given Summer and asked, "Ms. Wayne, did you pay particular attention to the funding of extracurricular activities that are being slated for reductions?"

"No sir, what did I miss," asked Summer. Then she thought to herself, "I just called him sir like have been instructed by Todd and Bill Fraser. What is wrong with me and why am I responding that way to men?"

Leaning in towards Summer and putting his knee against hers, Mr. Harding went about telling Summer that the funding of the debate team, drama department and the essay competition were all scheduled for drastic reductions in fund allocations. The principal, pressed in closer to point out the numbers on the sheet of paper and as his finger trailed down the page his eyes went directly to the Summer's cleavage heightened by the black bra that he could clear see in its position between her breasts. He looked at the bra and saw that it mostly cupped the breasts rather than covered the English teacher's breast. He tried to look deep into the teacher's blouse, but he did not want to get caught gawking. As he moved his gaze away from the cleavage of his English department head's breasts, the principal glanced down and saw that the pressure of his knee against Summer's knee had effectively caused the hem of her skirt to rise up and he could make out the lace tops of her hose. "Yes," he thought to himself, her students will be very lucky today. I may have to stop in to visit her," Harding thought to himself.

Summer felt the pressure of her principal's knee against hers. Because her right leg was pressed against the arm of the chair, the principal's knee had turned her slightly away from the principal which did two things: It caused her blouse to open slightly or more than she was comfortable with given that two buttons were removed and the slight movement caused her skirt to ride up just a bit and she felt sure he could see that she was wearing hose instead of pantyhose or no hose at all. Summer did not dare look down to see if in fact that was the case, but she felt reasonably sure that if her principal looked he would be able to see her cleavage quite easily and probably would be able to see a good portion of the wide lace top of her hose.

But, the disturbing thing was, Summer realized that she was in fact pressing her knee slightly back against Mr. Harding's knee and she sort of pressed her shoulders back effectively ******* her erect nipples outward ensuring that if her principal looked, he would be able to see them and he just might see the piercings if he looked closely enough.

Summer's thought was right. The principal, before returning to an upright position in his chair, pressed his knee back against Summer's and he did see her erect nipples and thought he saw piercings, but he could not be sure. But, in the current situation, he could not pursue this avenue of intimidation with his sexy English department head any longer. He knew that there was a department head retreat in November just before the Thanksgiving break. He felt like if he played his cards properly, he just might be able to take advantage of his teacher in the right situation.

"Well, I just wanted you to see that the funding for a couple of your favorite programs that paid for outside help was going to come under the budget knife, which will mean you as well as other teachers will have to put in a little more extra time to devote to our students," the principal said.

"You know Mr. Harding; I am always available to help any of our students. I have dedicated my life to teaching, so just let me know what I need to do to help in any way I can," replied Summer.

"Thank you for your dedication Ms. Wayne. I really appreciate and I am sure your students truly appreciate your dedication as do I," smiled the principal.

Continuing he said, "And, I must say that in the past week you have really started dressing quite nicely Ms. Wayne. It does push the limits of our professional dress code, but I find it quite pleasing, but just be mindful of all of the testosterone levels here and how a tight blouse or skirt will affect that."

"Mr. Harding, you are not saying what I have on today is in ********* are you," asked Summer.

"Oh no, Ms. Wayne, I think it is a stretch to our guidelines, but for now it is acceptable. I am just saying be cautious of your influence you will have on our students," replied the principal.

"Yes sir I will be careful," replied a rather now nervous Summer.

Then the principal changed the subject, "Ms. Wayne, I am not sure you saw her, but Sandra Wilson was in my office bending my ear again about you and your grading system. She is quite displeased that you are going to be the teacher that prevents her ********, Melanie, from getting into the state university."

"Mr. Harding, as we talked last week, I do not wish to compromise my grading system that I have used here for senior English for the past 10 years. You have never spoken to me about it before so I am concerned that one parent will have an effect on years of practice," replied Summer

"Ms. Wayne, this is something that we can discuss further as classes are set to begin very soon. But, suffice it to say that neither you nor I can afford to be on Ms. Wilson's bad side. You know that she and her second husband have much sway with the school board. I need you to do what I ask on this one should a significant issue arise. Am I clear on that Ms. Wayne," asked the principal with a very stern face.

"Mr. Harding, I will work with Melanie to make sure she has every opportunity to get the grade she deserves that will hopefully get into the state university. But, I don't think that Ms. Wilson should be able to ***** me to do whatever she wants," replied Summer.

"Well Ms. Wayne proceed at your own peril is all I can say. I have seen what Sandra Wilson can do if she cannot get her way and I do not think that you are the type of person who would want to risk her wrath. But, let's see how it goes," the principal answered with a direct authoritative voice.

Noticing the tone and stare of her principal, Summer felt the pang of *********** and ********** creeping into her mind. Amazingly, her body reacted to the tone and look of her principal like never before. She had always been straight as an arrow whenever parents and administration for that matter, tried to get her to change or modify the time proven grading system for her senior English classes. But, so that she could indicate her agreement to be careful Summer replied, "Yes Mr. Harding. I will heed your advice and tread lightly with Ms. Wilson. If I get into a situation that I cannot resolve, I will seek your advice and direction."

There it was again with a man. Summer was being subservient to her principal, but she hoped he did not pick up on it. Fortunately, the first bell of the day rang indicating that classes would start in 15 minutes.

"Thank you for coming in this morning Ms. Wayne, even though you were late. Please do not be disrespectful to me and my time in the future," the principal said ending the meeting.

Summer stood to shake the principal's hand, gathered the documents for distribution and to pick up her school bag. Unfortunately, in her haste to get out of the principal's office, Summer knocked the school bag on the floor spilling some of the contents onto the principal's floor. "Oh my God," Summer gasped silently to herself. She looked down and she could see the Tupperware dish containing the cum from last night's glory hole experience, the buckle on her collar and the tube of KY jelly peering out of the bag.

Summer quickly knelt down and stuffed the items back into her bag without a concern for the fact that the hem of her skirt rode up above the lace tops of her thigh hi's and that her blouse was pulled further open by her quick movement to the floor. Of course, her actions were caught by the principal and he was quite pleased with the view of her thigh hi's and the white with black lace panties directly in his view. He did not see what had spilled out of the bag, but whatever it was sure did make the English teacher jump into action.

Summer quickly pushed the items of her servitude back into her school bag. She could not bring herself to look directly at her principal because she felt certain that he had at least seen the tops of her hose, more of her cleavage than she wanted and probably he got a peek at her panties. But, she could not bear the thought of him seeing the slut collar or KY jelly. She was not concerned that he might see the container that was holding the liquid of 20 or so men from last night. But the thought of the principal seeing a collar with the slut label prominently displayed would be the end of her career for sure.

Thanks for seeing me Mr. Harding and thanks for the advice," Summer smiled said as she hurried out of the door.

The principal watch the way Summer swayed her ass as she walked out of the office. He liked the fact that she was wearing heels, not those stiletto types, but those heels were at least four inches and they made her legs look very nice and muscular. He concentrated on her ass and could easily make out the lines of her thong under the tight black skirt. To himself, "Just as I thought a thong!"

Summer whisked by Shirley, who was intently typing on her computer. Summer did not even acknowledge Shirley's wave or the snicker she let out as Summer's nipples poked out against the tight red silk blouse. Shirley was thinking about all those teenagers looking at Summer walked down the crowded hall and then up to her class room on the second floor.

Summer had to navigate through a maze of mostly young men as they watched her breasts bounce as they faced her and then they watched her ass as she walked away. There were lots of low snickers by the younger boys, but the older boys were studying her every movement. They had all heard how hard of a teacher she was, but none of them had seen her dress the way she was dressed today. The boys from the pick-up truck noticed her right away and followed her down the hallway. As the four boys got closer to Summer, they began to stare intently at her ass as she walked. They could make out the lines of a thong, which none of them thought a teacher would wear, especially not the senior level English teacher.

One of the boys, Terry, rushed up beside Summer and asked could he carry her school bag for her. As he reached to grab the bag from her arms, his hand purposefully brushed against the side of her right breast. He was pleased that her breast was firm and he noticed that it was not restrained by the confines of a padded bra like the girls he had fondled when parking.

Summer pulled the bag closer to her chest, thanked the young man who she did not know and stretched out her left hand to open the stairwell door.

"Here, let me get that for you Ms. Wayne," Terry said as he pushed the door handle down.

Terry used his hand to push the door open inwardly, which required the teacher to rub his arm with hers as she walked into the stairwell. Terry pushed his arm further towards the sexy English teacher before she moved further away and onto the first step. The three other boys joined Terry in the stairwell to watch the teacher climb the stairs. They were all hoping she would drop something so that they might get a view of her ass and maybe her breasts, but they were disappointed as they heard her heels click on the steps as the made her way to the second floor. To a man they all whistled and thought of next year's English class.

Summer finally reached her class room, but she did not have her room key out. She had to prop the school bag on her knee as she reached in to find the set of keys. She was able to finally grab the keys that were of course at the bottom of the bag. Her hand hit the butt plug and she froze hoping that no one was looking over her shoulder as she dug around in the bag. But, she was safe as there was no one around at that moment. Summer inserted the key, unlocked the doorknob, bolt lock and pushed the door open.

Summer placed the bag on her desk, pulled out her lunch that consisted of a small salad and the container of cum. She was hopeful that her young master did not have any sinister plans for the reminder of her trip to Bill Fraser's bookstore that held the glory hole in which she had sucked so many cocks that she lost count at 20. She placed the salad and cum containers in her small refrigerator. Summer looked at the clock in her room and she saw that she had five minutes before her first period began. She needed a cup of coffee and she hoped that someone had made sure that there was a fresh pot in the teacher's lounge. Summer hurried out of her classroom and with heels clicking on the tile floor, Summer once again had to navigate through a sea of teenagers. She noticed that the boys were overt in their attempts to either bump into her or gaze down her blouse. Summer tried her best to keep her breasts from bouncing, but the structure of her shelf bra only made her breasts press against the thin material of her blouse. Her breasts bounced in rhythm with her steps and Summer felt the material of the blouse rubbing against her always erect nipples because of her current status of stimulation not only due to the egg in her pussy, but also because of the stares she was receiving. Summer noticed that she liked the attention even if it was from teenagers.

Summer made her way into the teacher's lounge and was pleased that there was coffee. She poured herself a large cup of coffee, took the Styrofoam cup along with cream and sugar. Summer turned to head back out of the door when she almost collided with Sandra Wilson. "That is two times in one day Wayne. Watch out so that you don't fuck up and run into some one," shouted Sandra Wilson.

"I am sorry Ms. Wilson," Summer meekly replied.

*****, I cannot get away from that woman," Summer mumbled to herself as she walked out of the lounge into the student filled hallway.

"She looks like a slut dressed the way she is," Sandra Wilson said out loud, but no one heard.

With coffee in one hand and her other holding the cream and sugar packets, Summer had to wind her way back down the gauntlet of teenagers. But now they were all in a frenzy to get to their classrooms. Summer had to be quite cautious and mindful of the hot coffee. It would not be too good for one of these young missiles running down the hallway to make her take a hot coffee bath right there in the hallway. Unfortunately, Summer could not do anything about the way her breasts bounced or the fact that her erect nipples were on full display as they pressed against the thin material of her blouse. This trip gave the attentive boys a better and longer view of her breasts and each noticed the erectness of her nipples. Summer saw lots of smiles from the boys and looks of distain from several girls.

With her hands filled, Summer had a problem opening the door of her classroom. She had not choice but to place the coffee cup on the floor next to the door frame and grip the door knob to open it. But, before she could open her door, Sandra Wilson's ******** Melanie Hart came busting through her door. Apparently, she had been in Summer's classroom and had headed out of the room just as Summer was coming into the classroom.

Melanie spoke to her teacher, "Oh, excuse me Ms. Wayne. I did not mean to startle you, but I was brining in one of the extra credit assignments you gave to me."

Melanie saw that Summer had placed a cup of coffee on the floor because she would have been unable to open the door with coffee in her hand. "Go ahead and pick up your coffee cup Ms. Wayne as I will hold the door for you," said the student.

Summer was perplexed because she did not want to appear to be rude to Melanie and refuse her politeness, but she also did not want to be bending down to pick-up the coffee cup under the gaze of her student, especially the ******** of Sandra Wilson. But, the class period was set to begin and she had no other choice. Summer bent down as lady like as possible, but she could feel her blouse open wider and she knew that her skirt was riding up her legs.

Melanie saw the blouse of her English teacher open wide and then she saw that Ms. Wayne was wearing thigh hi hosiery. Melanie remembered the scene in the girl's bathroom earlier where she had filmed Ms. Wayne nude except for her hose and heels as her body was wracked in orgasm. Too bad she did not have time to play with Ms. Wayne further as she had to get to her class.

As Summer rose from the floor, her face was flush in embarrassment and she was very glad that the material of her thong had pressed deeper into her pussy preventing a possibly embarrassing situation where her egg might have slipped out of her sopping wet pussy.

"Thank you Melanie for your kindness," said Summer.

Melanie replied, "No thank you Ms. Wayne as I loved seeing your sexy hose that you wore today."

"Uh, thank you Melanie. I will look at your paper and give it back to you at your class period today," Summer said to her student as she pushed past her into the classroom.

Thankfully, Summer's first three classes consisted of those senior students that either did not qualify for the trip to Washington or had for certain reasons not been able to go. They were not interested in any lesson plan that she may have so her teaching would consist of the students reading the first three chapters of "To **** A Mockingbird" with a short assignment to write a one page essay on the development of the plot to the story.

As she set her coffee cup on her desk, Summer noticed an envelope that had been placed inside of her school bag with just the edge of the envelope appearing. Summer wondered who may have put the envelope in her bag, but then remembered Melanie hurrying out of her room. Summer just figured that she had put her paper in the envelope and had slipped it inside her bag for Summer's review at a later point. Then, Summer was stricken with fear that Melanie may have taken a peek inside her bag and found the slut items that she had been required to bring to school today.

The first period bell rang and Summer's seven students walked into her classroom with the slow walk of the condemned. Summer smiled at their pace of entry and allowed herself to relax knowing that her day had started without an infringement from her young Master. Summer watched the students take their assigned seats around the room with none of the seven (six boys and one girl) sitting in the front row of desks. Summer handed out the novel to each student and set the timer for 50 minutes.

Summer sat back down at her desk and tore open the first sugar packet when she felt the familiar buzz on her phone. It was against school policy for students to open and utilize their phones during class times, but there was no specific requirement that teachers do the same. Summer slipped her iphone out of her school bag along with the envelope that Melanie Hart had slipped in earlier.

Sure enough, her day was going to be interrupted by her young master as there was a text from him and then Summer remembered that somehow Todd had been able to set up a mini camera in her classroom through which he had been able to monitor her whenever he so chose to do so. Summer clicked on the message icon of her phone and found the message from her young master:

"Slut, before you ***** your coffee, you need to put the appropriate amount of cream into your cup. Go to your refrigerator and retrieve the container that holds the contents of your glory hole experience last night. Using your fingers only, apply a gracious portion of the cum to your coffee and finish the entire cup before your first period class concludes. And, slut, I will be watching you from my ipad. Master"

Summer could not believe that she would have to ***** the disgusting mixture of cum. She thought that at some point she would be made to smear the mixture on her body or something similar, but not to be ****** to ***** the cum. Summer just could not bring herself to do it. So, she finished preparing her coffee with the second packet of sugar as well as two coffee mate creamers. Summer began to sip her coffee knowing full well that Todd was watching, but she steeled herself against giving in to such a disgusting directive.

It was about 15 minutes before the end of the class period when her phone buzzed again. It was another text message from Todd, but this time with an attachment and these words:

"Slut, you give me no choice but expose you for the slut you are. This picture of you fucking your ass at school will be sent to your husband as well as Principal Harding. Good luck for the rest of your life slut." MASTER

The picture showed a view of Summer in the school restroom with her legs spread wide, her hand ******* the pink butt plug into her ass and clearly showing her face in orgasmic bliss. It was now decision time for Summer and she knew it. If she wanted her ********** to her young master to stop, she would just allow the picture to be sent to her husband and principal. Her marriage and her career would be ruined, but she could stop the degradation. Then Summer realized that she could not allow such things to occur, "What would my ******** think? How would James feel? How could I allow the school system to find out? I could be prosecuted," Summer thought to herself.

Summer began typing in the reply section of her iPhone and said:

"Master T, I am sorry for not adhering to your instruction with respect to the container of cum. But, it is a disgusting thing you ask me to do and in front of these students did not seem to be appropriate. Please do ask me to do that."

Fortunately for Summer, Todd was awaiting her reply. He knew that she could not risk getting discovered. She had too much to lose and he could be patient with her. Things were going too well and the plans he had for her this weekend would fully bind her to servitude to him until such time as he grew tired of his slut English teacher.

"Last chance slut. I am NOT asking. Take the container, pour one half of the contents into your cup and ***** it NOW." Your Master

Summer realizing she had no choice replied, "Yes, Master T."

Summer rose from her desk and walked across the room to her small refrigerator. She felt the eyes of the seven students on her as she had to bend over just a bit to reach inside the small refrigerator to withdraw the container of cum. She walked back to her desk knowing that seven sets of eyes were still on her and a chill went through her body as she remembered what she had on, which gave those paying attention to her a excellent view of her nipples bouncing as she walked. Fortunately, her lectern was situated in front of her desk and she was able to sit down without further exposure.

As Summer opened the container, the familiar smell of semen saturated her nostrils. The smell was pungent and Summer worried that the smell would filter through-out the classroom. She took the container and held it over the cup. And as instructed, Summer used her index finger to slide globs of cum into her cup. The cum settled into the hot coffee but there was an expanse of cum that stayed on the surface of the coffee as well as down the side of the cup. Summer put the lid back on the container and took one of her large magic markers and used it to stir the contents of the cup.

Slowly, with seven pairs of eyes watching her, Summer brought the cup of cum to her lips. She closed her eyes and began *****ing the contents of the cup knowing that the cum of many strangers was slowly sliding down her throat. Summer had to control the gag factor because of the degrading act and the taste of the coffee. But, now she could not afford to bring attention to herself with the seven students if she were to throw up sitting right there at her desk.

As the last bit of cum coffee slide down her throat, Summer tried to not look directly at her students. She felt sure that they had stopped reading to watch her ***** whatever it was she was *****ing. When she looked up, sure enough seven sets of eyes were watching. She could only offer, "This is some weight loss liquid that my husband wanted me to try, not very tasty so I hope it works."

Summer tried to smile, but it was quite an effort. Fortunately, the bell rang and the students casually walked out of the room. Summer knew her explanation was pretty lame, but it was the best she could do. The remainder of the morning went uninterrupted. Summer swore she could taste the cum all morning, but it was probably just her imagination.

At lunch, she sat at her desk and opened her lunch box that contained her salad of mixed greens. She looked in her bag and could not find one of her salad dressing packets that usually accompanied her choice of lunch. Then as if on cue, her phone buzzed and it was a text from her young master:

"Slut, your salad dressing is in your refrigerator. Take your salad and your cum container to the teacher's lounge. There you can eat your lunch. Use the remaining contents from your glory hole conquests. Make sure that you use your fingers to extricate the cum from the container onto your salad once you have entered the teacher's lounge. You may only stand to eat." Master T

"Oh God," Summer said to herself as she walked to her refrigerator. She grabbed each of the containers, picked up the keys to her classroom and locked the door as she headed to the lounge.

When Summer arrived in the lounge she was disappointed to find that there were multiple teachers in the lounge. They were all busy eating and talking about their mornings. Summer made her way to the table in the back of the lounge near the full length window. The blinds were open so she got a view of the outside of the school in the bright sunshine of the late September day. Summer open the container for her salad and then, with her back to the room, she slipped the cover off of the glory hole cum container and slowly turned it over hoping that the contents would slide out easily. Summer knew that she could not risk that her young master might find out somehow that she did not do as instructed. She found herself adhering to the instructions oblivious to the fact that with her back to the room, the sun shined through her black skirt giving anyone looking a sheer view of her legs. It was easy to tell that she was wearing thigh HI's because the hose made indentations on her upper thighs ever so slightly and the light coming in through the window highlighted that fact.

The four men in the room paid rapped attention to the English teacher noting to themselves that they had never seen Summer dressed the way she was. They watched as she bent over slightly as she poured her dressing onto her salad. They could see the faint outline of her thong as well as the outline of the tops of her hose through her skirt.

Summer watched as the cold glob of cum fell into her bowl of salad. She took her finger as instructed and attempted to coax the sticky salad dressing out of the container. Summer felt a fit of nausea swell up in her belly. She had to ***** back the feeling because she knew that she was being watched by those in the room and she was not sure that she was or was not being watched by her young master. Based on the most recent text from her master, she could not chance irritating him further.

Thinking that if she stirred the contents rapidly, the taste of the cum as well as the thought of being made to eat it as her dressing would be reduced. As she brought the first forkful of leafy material to her mouth, Summer could smell the indisputable fragrance of semen. She quickly slid the fork into her mouth and *****d down the portion. As soon as she finished the first mouthful, the fork placed another portion into her mouth. Before she knew it, Summer had completed her lunch and she quickly went to the sink in the lounge and vigorously scrubbed both containers hoping to eliminate any evidence of her degradation.

As she was washing her containers, the men in the room were able to make out the lines of her tiny thong and were pleased that such a sexy woman, teacher would wear erotic lingerie to school. Summer could feel their eyes on her and without her thinking it, her body took over and she absent mindedly bent over at the waist slightly drawing her already tight skirt even tighter across her ass. She smiled to herself at the sheer idea that she would be bad in the teacher's lounge, but she thought, "What the fuck!"

Summer dried her containers and turned to head out the door. She was met with the gaze of Sandra Wilson, who had come into the lounge for a cup of coffee. She looked at Summer and snarled, "Wayne everywhere I go I run into you. It's no wonder that questions have been raised about your teaching and grading models!"

Feisty and a bit irritated, Summer fired back, "This is not the time nor the place for such discussions Ms. Wilson. Should you like to discuss these matters with me privately, please give me a call or send me an email. I am sure that we can work out a suitable time that meets both of our schedules."

Summer then exited the room to the smiles as well as heads bobbing up and down in agreement with Summer. Sandra Wilson had been a thorn in most of their lives ever since her ******** Melanie entered high school and since Sandra had married her rich second husband. But no one wanted to cross her at this time when the economics of the school board were being questioned by a group led by her. So, that is why everyone's reaction was silent as well as hidden from Sandra's sharp hazel eyes.

Summer could hear her heels as she clicked her way back to her classroom. On the way, she needed to go to the restroom. She found her way into the same stall in which she had performed at the direction of her young master with her pink butt plug. She had laid her food containers on the sink counter and locked the stall. She slide her skirt up and her thong down as she sat on the seat. As she relieved herself, she suddenly had the horror of the egg escaping from her very moist pussy.

Summer completed her bathroom needs and easily ****** the egg back deep inside her pussy. She was surprised at how strong her pussy muscles grabbed the egg and held it firmly in place. Summer checked her make-up and hair before exiting the bathroom. About that time, she was confronted by Sandra Wilson. In the course of a five minute tirade, Sandra had Summer almost cowering from fear and intimidation from the statuesque red head. The hazel eyes encased in striking eye shadow made them appear to be piercing Summer with each word uttered from the ruby red lips of her new tormentor.

Sandra ended her confrontation with the English teacher by saying in a condescending manner, "Ms. Wayne don't you ever treat me or talk to me like you did in the teacher's lounge in front of people ever again. Or, you will live to regret it bitch!"

Summer was stunned. She did expect to be accosted by Sandra Wilson in such a public setting. Fortunately, there were no students in the restroom. Summer paused for several minutes to compose herself. Her meditation was interrupted by giggling girls coming into the restroom and looking at Summer curiously more from the fact that a teacher was there rather than the look of utter concern from the verbal bashing at the hands of Sandra Wilson.

Shakily, Summer reached her door and fumbled with the bolt lock key. She was able to slip into the room without further interruption. Fortunately, because the seniors were out of town, she had a free period, which she could utilize for grading papers or organizing her day because it was in effect an extra planning session for all of the senior teachers.

Summer sat at her desk after putting away her lunch containers. The verbal assault by Sandra Wilson combined with her lunch, had Summer's stomach on a roller coaster ride. She finally went to her refrigerator and took out one of her coke zero ****** hoping that that would calm her stomach.

As she drank her beverage, Summer checked the school email system for updates on the budget process and a hope that the staff meeting had been cancelled. Unfortunately, the meeting had not been cancelled. There was an email indicating that all staff members were required to attend with no exceptions and that they should plan on a one hour duration beginning promptly at 3:30 PM. This meant that Summer had to somehow change her required tanning session for after the meeting.

Summer pulled out her iPhone and dialed the tanning salon number. Summer's stomach turned some more when Sandy answered the phone. Summer explained her situation and asked if there were any appointments. Sandy placed Summer on hold on purpose for approximately five minutes as she knew that Summer was at her mercy. Sandy picked the phone back from its cradle and said to Summer, "We have a 6:30 appointment available. Will that work slut?"

"Yes Sandy that will work. Please change my time and I will see you at about 6:15 PM," Summer responded.

"Unfortunately for you slut, I will not be here to play with you. But, I am sure that whoever is here will be most helpful in slipping on your tanning thong as well as applying your piercing coverings," replied Sandy.

Summer was relieved to find out that Sandy would not be there. She did not think she could stand to be assaulted by her again with her strap-on cock. Summer felt like she would have a relaxing time at the tanning salon. About that time Summer's iPhone buzzed indicating a message had been received from her young master. Summer clicked on the message icon to find:

"Slut, go to your slut email. I have sent you instructions for tonight." Master T

"Goddammit, my day was going reasonably well and now I have instructions from Todd," Summer said out loud.

Before opening her "private email" Summer walked across the room and locked the door to her classroom. She did not want any interruptions while she read whatever message her young master had sent.

Summer logged into her private email account and noticed that there was only one email and it was from her Master T. It read:

Slut, I hope you are enjoying your day and that your special lunch went over very well. How does all that cum feel in your stomach slut? Anyway, here are your instructions for tonight: You are to be in your classroom at 8:00 PM sharp. You are to leave your key to the door on the door frame outside of your classroom as it is appropriate for you to lock your door. You will be on your hands and knees on top of your desk with only your heels and thigh hi hose on. You will have already inserted your pink butt plug into that sexy ass of yours, while the egg remains inside your cunt. You will have your slut collar on as well as your special blindfold. You will attach your leash to your collar and let it dangle over the end of your desk. You will remain in this position until I tell you to move. DO NOT DISAPPOINT ME AGAIN SLUT!" Master T

Summer read the email over several times and then finally sent the only reply she could:

"Yes Master, your slut."

Summer went about her day as normally as she could. Her mind and body were riding highs and lows. The egg kept her pussy wet, while her mind thinking of the things she would be ****** to do this evening kept her on edge. She noticed that her nipples were hard all day, more so than just because of her piercings.

When the final bell rang signifying that the classes were over and the students were free to leave, Summer quickly gathered up the documents for the meeting. She had dispersed the copies to her co-workers as the department head. There had been only grumbling with little questioning the pending budget cuts.

Summer sat in a seat near the back of the small auditorium that used to be the main theater, but a special sales tax a couple of years ago had designated funds for the school for the construction of a grander auditorium which was attached to the new cafeteria that could be opened up to accommodate large meetings or occasions. And, she remembered next Friday night the homecoming dance would be held there, which Summer had agreed to serve as a chaperone months ago before her husband James had had to take a business trip to Asia and would not be back until the first weekend in November.

As Summer settled into the chair and slid under the table, she felt the egg being tightly grasped by the inner walls of her pussy. She knew that the thin strip of material between the lips of her pussy was completely soaked from the egg's stimulation all day. Summer crossed her legs under the table without realizing that the hem line of her skirt already raised up as she sat down was pulled further up her nylon encased legs. The male teachers on either side of her both noticed and each slid their chairs back from the table slightly to give themselves a better view of the English teacher's legs.

Summer was lost in her thoughts of depravity and the potential risk of discovery when she was awakened from her thoughts by Principal Harding indicating that the meeting was over, but that he wanted to continue the meeting with each of the five department heads in his office immediately.

Summer was somewhat annoyed by the fact that she had to continue on with a boring meeting and subject matter. But, she did not have any plans until her 6:30 PM tanning session so she did not really mind going to the next meeting. The principal's office was full of department heads and when Summer arrived she found that the four chairs at the small conference table were full and the only seat available was on the small couch sitting beside Charlie Hall who was the athletic director.

Summer gulped as she realized that sitting on the couch would almost certainly cause her skirt to rise up to her hose tops and Charlie had always been the touchy feely kind of man that put her off. She liked Charlie, his program was run efficiently, but he was a pussy hound she had heard and she had always tried to steer clear of him.

The other department heads paid little attention to Summer as she sat down on the couch, but Charlie paid direct attention to Summer's skirt and the opening of her blouse. Summer could only use her hands to give her some modesty in the situation so she chose to try and keep the hem of her skirt pulled down. But, with her arms extended down to her lap, it ****** her breasts together which allowed Charlie a great view of her cleavage.

About that time, Principal Harding entered his office to find all of his department heads already there: Mike Kelly for Math, Susan Downing for Social Studies, Frank Wilson for Science, Kate Higgins for Music, Charlie Hall the athletic director and Summer Wayne for English looking as sexy as she was this morning.

It took all of his efforts, but the principal was able to continue the budget presentation while casually looking at the couch where Summer sat, knees pressed together, hands in her lap like a proper lady and her breast pushing the limits of the red silk blouse. Just for his pleasure, he gave instructions to Summer, "Ms. Wayne, distribute these packets of information to the group. It would be very helpful."

Summer was trapped now as she had to rise up from the low sitting couch under the gaze of both the principal as well as the other department heads if they were paying attention. Charlie Hall and Principal Harding were in fact paying strict attention as Summer rose from the couch. Both men saw the tops of her hose and Mr. Harding was greeted with a clear view of her panties as she had to spread her knees to give herself momentum to rise from the couch.

Summer approached the principal's desk and Harding purposefully leaned back in his chair to ***** Summer to reach further across his desk to reach the materials. Of course everyone in the room got a pretty good view of Summer's ass and each person could make out the lines of her tiny thong. Charlie Hall got the best view as he could see the tops of her hose with just a little hint of thigh above the tops of the hose.

Summer took the packets from the principal's hands and then distributed one to each of the five other department heads. Summer chose to stand for the remainder of the meeting not wanting to show off her legs or breasts to the group. She hated the way her principal had ordered her to distribute the packets, but she had responded like she had been programmed to serve at a man's direction. Summer was lost in her submissive thoughts when Principal Harding ended the meeting.

Summer quickly exited the principal's office and headed back to her classroom. She could hear her black heels making the clicking sound as it echoed down the hallway. Safely tucked into her classroom after closing her door, Summer opened her private email, slut email as her young master had called it, and re-read her instructions. It was now 5:00 PM and she had a little over an hour before she had to be at the tanning salon. The drive would take 30-minutes, so Summer had about 45-minutes to go over the papers that she had been grading for some time.

Summer then found the note. A chill went over Summer's entire body. Someone had left instructions for Summer to go to the women's locker room at 4:45 PM sharp, using the combination of 36-24-34 to open locker 447. It now just past 5:00 PM. Summer knew that she could not afford to piss Master T off today given the multiple times today that she did not follow his exact instructions. She was still reeling from the meeting in the principal's office and her multiple encounters Sandra Wilson.

Summer gathered up her school bag that contained all of her slut gear as well as her lunch bag, tanning thong and the papers that the students had turned in the previous week. Summer walked, half running down the back stairs to the exterior corridor that led to the gym. As she walked, Summer felt her breasts moving in rhythm with her strides limited by the tightness of her skirt and the four inch strap heels she was wearing.

Summer reached for the door to the gym when Melanie Hart burst through hitting Summer very hard, which caused her to lose her grip on her school bag. Summer gasped in shocked as she watched her pink butt plug, KY Jelly and white rhinestone slut collar spill out of the bag. Summer quickly squatted down and jammed the items back into her bag hoping against hope that her student did not see her slut items.

Melanie Hart watched her English teacher scramble to pick up the items from her bag. She loved the way Summer's ass looked as she squatted down and she could make out the outline of the tops of her thigh hi hosiery peeking out from the hem of her black skirt. Melanie also got a good view of the lines to her teacher's thong and she loved the fact that her teacher worse such sexy lingerie. Melanie thought back to the session in the girl's bathroom filming the teacher with her iPhone as she had the orgasm while fucking her ass with the pink butt plug. Melanie wondered if Summer had the plug inserted in her ass now.

As Summer stood up, she felt Melanie's eyes on her and she noticed a bit of smirk on her face. Melanie quickly said, "Gee Ms. Wayne why are you here so late on a Thursday?"

Summer quickly replied, "Principal Harding kept us late today for a meeting on the pending budget cuts."

Melanie retorted, "Why are you down here in the gym? Isn't it time for all of you teachers to be getting out of school and home?

"I was just heading down to the gym to take a look at what decorations will be made for the homecoming dance next week," Summer replied hoping that Melanie would take the innocent excuse and head on to wherever she was going.

"Well I just finished with my cheerleading practice. Too bad you came so late, or you could have watched us practice. Maybe one day you can. Were you a cheerleader when you were in high school Ms. Wayne," asked Melanie

"Yes I was Melanie for all four years of high school and like you I was the captain my senior year," replied Summer.

Summer continuing, "Ok Melanie, I got to get in the gym and look things over. See you tomorrow."