les histoires de chrislebo

"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."

With that Summer pushed through the door and headed down the hallway. Summer was not sure where the girl's locker room was so she wandered up and down corridors until she found it. As she opened the door, she asked, "Anyone in here?"

Summer did not get a reply and she paused listening to see if anyone was showering or to hear anyone finishing in the toilets. When she heard nothing, she walked deeper into the locker room until she found the lockers. There were several sections of lockers that made u-shaped areas with a bench in each area. Summer finally found locker 447 near the back of the locker room near to the entrance to the bathroom area, which led to the shower.

Unbeknownst to Summer, at that time Melanie, was texting her master, "Master Todd, I have done as instructed. Your package is in locker 447 and Ms. Wayne went into the locker room at 5:00 PM and not 4:45 PM as you said. She told me she was in a meeting with Principal Harding. Anything else? Melanie wondered why she had been ordered to put her last year's cheerleading uniform in the bag. It was the one with the short pleated skirt and the button vest that she wore over the spandex top that completed the uniform for the fall or the turtleneck for the colder games. But, she had not been ordered to put either of those tops or the black uniform undies in the bag.

Not getting an immediate response from her young Master, Melanie strolled out into the parking lot, pressed the access button on her key remote and opened the door to her new BMW and drove out of the parking lot not knowing why she had placed a package in the locker and why Ms. Wayne was there to pick it up. But, she was not one to question the motives or the reasons of her Master Todd, just do as he directed.

Summer took her school bag and pocket book and placed them on the wooden bench in front of the locker. She took the combination lock in her trembling hands and quickly turned the knob in the order given to her in the note. It took Summer two times to get the right combination entered and then the lock released. Summer quickly took the lock out of the handle and opened the locker.

Summer saw a large brown paper bag in the locker with nothing else located in the locker. Summer pulled the bag out of the locker and she sat down on the wooden bench. With her hands still trembling and with her ears straining for any sounds in the locker room, Summer opened the paper bag. Inside she found a note that simply said:

"You will receive a text in five minutes."

Summer then removed the contents of the bag and to her horror it was a cheerleading uniform for the school's cadre of young members. She found the pleated skirt as well as the button up vest and nothing else. There was no signature on the note and there were no other instructions for Summer to follow.

Summer continued to sit on the wooden bench surrounded by girl's lockers, the sounds of dripping showers and the far off bouncing of basketballs. She did not know what was in store for her now, but she knew that it was a form of punishment for her not complying with the requirements of her young Master this morning.

Summer could feel the wetness between her pussy lips from the constant stimulation of the black vibrating egg. She was quite thankful that the remote had not made the egg jump to life, but the egg just being in her pussy kept her wet and turned on all day. Then she had to endure the meetings with Principal Harding and the other department heads, which added further frustration to her day as she felt more uncomfortable the longer she was under the gaze of the principal as well as the other teachers, especially those of Charlie Hall the athletic director.

Summer thought back to her cup of coffee and her lunch that were both spiked with the remnants from her glory hole visit last night. The mere thought of having been ****** to eat all of that spunk today almost made her vomit while sitting there in the girl's locker room. But, the sudden buzz of her phone gave her pause and interrupted her potential vomiting.

"Slut,

Because of your non-compliance with my specific instructions as to what you are required to wear at home whenever you are home and for not following my specific instructions for the insertion of the egg before leaving for school today, you are going to be punished. But, the choice of punishment will be in this instance *********** for not doing as instructed. Your physical punishment will occur tonight in your classroom.

Strip off your work clothes and your hose. You are to leave your shelf bra and thong panties on. After you have taken your hose off, you will put your black heels on making sure to tightly close the strap around your ankles. You are to keep your vibrating egg in your cunt and it should be there when I meet you in your classroom tonight. Once you have accomplished this feat, then you are to slip on the cheerleader uniform, walk into the bathroom area, take a picture of you in the uniform and then text it to me. You have five minutes to comply."Master T

The phone went blank and no other communication came through on her phone. Summer knew better than to complain or attempt to secure compassion from her young master. Summer knew that she would have punishment to pay for her lack of adhering to the specific demands of her young master, but she knew that she had not been ready to allow her husband to see her dressed in the slut uniform required by Master T.

Without hesitation, Summer stripped her blouse off and slid the black skirt down to the floor. Summer placed first her right foot and then her left to unclasp each ankle strap so that she could slide the black thigh hi hose down each leg. Once she had the hose off, Summer placed each foot back into the appropriate heel and firmly clasped the strap around each ankle making sure that the egg did not slip out of her sopping wet pussy. Of course the thin material of the crotch of her thong was also quite wet, but it helped to keep the egg secure inside her pussy.

Summer then slipped on the cheerleader skirt noticing that it had an elastic waist band which made it easier for her to put on without the problem of a zipper. The skirt was very snug and barely covered the bottom of her ass cheeks. Summer slipped her arms into the uniform vest, which was a stretchy red material for the school color. Summer began buttoning the vest, but found it impossible to button the top two buttons on the vest as it was a full size too small for her.

Summer pulled her iPhone out of her purse and headed toward the inner bathroom area of the locker room. She could hear the sound of her heels echoing through-out the locker room as she made her way into the bathroom where she found mirrors on the wall over the five lavatories.

Summer stood in front of the middle of the mirrors, raised the iPhone and took the picture that she was required to by her young master. She checked the quality of the photo and saw that it pictured an older woman dressed wantonly in a high school cheerleader uniform with her breasts spilling out over the top of the unbuttoned vest.

Summer posted the picture on her text line and then sent it with:

"Master T, here is the picture you told me to take for you."

Summer glanced at her watch and saw that it was fast approaching 5:30 PM and she only had 45 minutes to make it to the tanning salon to meet the daily requirement that her young master had for a thin tan line.

Her phone soon buzzed and she was rewarded with a "good slut" greeting followed by:

"Ok slut, now put your skirt, blouse and school bag in locker 447 then lock it. You may take your purse, which should contain your pink butt plug, tanning thong, black thigh hi's and your leash. Put your slut collar on now. Then you may leave to make your 6:30 PM tanning salon appointment. Remember I know everything that you are doing and I know that you had changed your appointment. Make sure that you follow the instructions of the tanning salon employee that is standing in for Sandy tonight. I will see you at 8:00 PM tonight." Master T

Summer could not believe that she was being made to wear the cheerleader uniform out in public. She had to make her way back through the corridors of the gym, through the exterior doors, down the path that led to the parking lot and then almost all the way across the parking lot to get to her car.

As required, resigning herself to her new life, Summer placed the school bag into locker 447. She folded her skirt and blouse neatly before placing them on top of the school bag. Summer had removed the pink butt bug from the school bag as well as her white rhinestone slut collar, which she placed inside her purse along with her black thigh hi's. Summer inserted the combination lock in the locker handle and slammed it upwards to lock it.

Summer placed the collar around her neck and fastened it in front so that at least the "Slut" label would not be readable. Summer bent over to pick up her purse when her ears picked up the sound of the front door to the locker room opened. Summer froze as she heard footsteps of several people coming into the locker room. She could tell that it was young girls and they giggled as they walked towards the back of the locker room.

Summer pressed back against the row of lockers at the base of the U formation. Summer's breathing became quicker and she felt moisture forming on her forehead and under her arms. She became aware of the potential risk of discovery by a group of students that would add to her further *********** and degradation because of what she was wearing at the demand of her young master.

The girls continued to walk past the area where Summer was as they headed into the bathroom area. Summer took the opportunity to sneak out of the locker room. She wanted to take the ankle strapped heels off to limit the amount of noise she would make on the tile floor. Summer stood on her tip toes as she made her way to the front of the locker room pressing her body against the lockers to hopefully steal away unnoticed.

As she reached the door, Summer heard a squeal behind her and a voice that said, "Guys, who is that in the cheerleader outfit?"

Summer tried not to freeze for risk of discovery and as she pulled on the locker room door she saw the flash brighten the room, but thankfully, her back was to the flash. Summer exited the locker room and headed down the long corridor that led to the side entrance to the gym that led outside to the parking lot. Summer could feel her heart beating in her chest as she made her way to the door. She heard girl's voices as they sounded like they were following her up the corridor.

Summer opened the door and made a mad dash to her car. Her convertible BMW was parked on the other side of the empty lot almost a football field away. She was running as best she could in her heels with the pleated cheerleader skirt flopping with each step and revealing her ass. As Summer reached her car, she had to fumble in her purse to find her key. As she did this, the purse slipped from her hand and landed on the asphalt paved lot. She stooped over and quickly retrieved her purse, but in the swift motion, the hem of the skirt had raised above her ass cheeks and the boys in the pick-up truck got a direct view of the sexy English teacher's ass.

Summer's only saving grace for the day was that Sandy would not be at the salon today so she knew she would not have to suffer another strap-on sex session so she had to get through the meeting with Melanie so that she could be on her way to get to the tanning salon by 6:15 PM because it was a 30-minute drive there.

Summer's mind was lazily going over the events of the day when tires squealing brought her to swift attention as a car three vehicles up had slammed on brakes to make a quick left turn and the following cars all had to slam on their brakes to avoid the dreaded rear end collision. Summer was fortunate that her ABS system saved her from launching an attack on the rear of the Buick in front of her. However, the contents of her purse spilled out on the floor as the ***** of the car stopping caused her purse to fly off of the seat and all of the erotic contents were there for anyone to see. Summer tried to lean over and pick up the items, but the traffic started to flow again and she had to leave the items of her servitude displayed on the floorboard of her car.

Summer was racing against the clock now as it was fast approaching 6:15 PM, which was when she had to arrive at the salon to check in with the front desk and to get the nipple covers from the clerk prior to her tanning treatment. As Summer finally arrived at the salon, right at 6:15 PM, she noticed that the parking lot was full of cars something that had not occurred before. Summer parked her car in the only available space, tried to reach down onto the floorboard to retrieve the items that had spilled from her purse, but she was unable to reach all of them.

Summer got out of the car and walked around to the passenger side door. As she opened the door, she heard voices of women coming out of the salon. Summer thought she recognized the voice of Lisa her friend, but who had turned into her tormentor after the night at the bar and then again this past Sunday in her back yard. Summer kneeled down hoping to avoid an embarrassing encounter with Lisa. Fortunately, it appeared that Lisa had gotten into her car and had backed out of the lot.

Summer stood up to make sure the coast was clear and then bent over to collect the items that had spilled out of her purse. Summer realized that in this position, her ass was completely uncovered by the short hem of the cheerleader outfit. But, she had no choice but to collect the items, stuff them back into her purse and then head into the salon.

As Summer stepped from her vehicle and headed to the front door of the salon dressed like a slutty cheerleader she heard, "My God Summer, what are you trying to be," from her friend Lisa. Continuing, "I thought that was your car, I did not see you initially. Why are you dressed like that?"

Summer almost peed on herself. She had hoped to not be accosted by her friend and tormentor, but Lisa must have been sitting in her car making a phone call. As Summer turned on her four inch black ankle strap heels, she saw that Lisa was indeed in her car peering over the top of the windshield of her convertible. Summer tried to keep her composure and answered, "Hi Lisa, sorry I cannot talk, but I am late for my appointment."

Summer waved and almost made it to the door to the salon when she heard Lisa's voice, "Slut, get over here to my car and let me look at you."

Summer paused and gave the indication that she did not hear her new tormentor, but then she heard Lisa shout, "Slut, I said get over here now."

Summer was perplexed as she did not want to have Lisa shout again and attract any more attention than she already had. On the other hand, she did not want to delay getting into the salon because she had a short window for tanning and then she had to make sure she was back in her classroom by 8:00 PM or she knew that there would be hell to pay to her young master as he would not understand or care that she was detained because of a friend.

Slowly, defeated, Summer turned and walked towards her friend's car. Lisa motioned for her to go to the passenger side of the car and said, "Get in slut, I want to get a better view of what you are wearing." Lisa's tone did not leave any wiggle room for Summer and she walked to the passenger side of the car.

When Summer got to the door Lisa said, "Turn around slut and let me see you from behind." Summer did not hesitate and did as Lisa directed. "Now, put your hands on the car there in front of you and push your ass out towards me," Lisa continued.

Mortified that someone might come out of the salon, Summer quickly bent at the waist and pressed her hands against the car's window. "Wow, that really is a short skirt slut, but I love the way your thong is sucked up into that wet cunt of yours." Lisa continued, "So slut tell me why you are dressed that way."

Summer had to think quickly as it was 6:15 PM and she had to get inside. Summer quickly said, "Lisa, I have to get inside as I have an appointment. I wore this directly from a play that we were rehearsing at school and I had taken off my jeans before I got in the car to come here."

"What did you call me slut? I thought you had learned your lesson on Sunday afternoon as I was making you fuck your cunt with the bottle of Corona," Lisa asked.

Summer quickly responded, "Yes Mistress I am so sorry."

"Bend over further slut as I want to see that wet pussy of yours. Wow, what is that coming out of your pussy slut? Is it your vibrating egg? Turn around slut and show me your tits right now," Lisa ordered.

Summer had no choice but to turn around and bent over slightly to allow her breasts to spill out of the cheerleader top. Lisa could see Summer's cleavage and the bra that held her breasts filling the undersized cheerleading top. "Well, slut that is an interesting wardrobe for a teacher. I have to run, but I will give you a call tonight to set up some plans for this weekend."

With that, Lisa put her car in gear and backed out of the parking space leaving Summer bent over at the waist with her breasts still on display for her longtime friend and current tormentor. Summer could hear Lisa laughing over the hum of her engine as she gave a quick fling of her hand.

Summer could feel the material of her thong pull tighter between her ass cheeks. The tiny material of the crotch of her own thong was getting quite moist Summer noticed. Summer noticed that the egg was trying to slip out of her pussy, so she quickly squeezed her legs together and urged the walls of her pussy to grip the egg tighter. She quickly turned and headed into the tanning.

Summer walked up to the counter and noticed that there was a new, older attendant behind it. Summer told the attendant that she was there for her 6:30 appointment. "Oh yes, I see that right here. You appointment was made by Master T," commented the lady who appeared to be approximately the same age as Summer. Summer did not turn around, but she felt the eyes of the two other women in the waiting room and she heard a couple of snickers too.

"Here are your nipple covers. Go to room number seven I will be down in five minutes to make sure they cover your nipples and piercings. You may put your tanning thong on while you wait," the attendant said.

Summer did not turn around, but headed straight down the corridor to room seven. She could hear the laughter of the three women as they talked about Master T and the nipple covers. Summer's face began to redden, but her pussy also began to ache. The *********** of the conversation was having the same effect on her she noticed. "What is happening to me," Summer thought to herself.

Summer was holding the cheerleader uniform in her hands, but was still in her heels, thong and bra when the attendant came into the room without even knocking. Summer tried to hide behind the door, but the attendant guided her to the middle of the room and stood there with her arms crossed. "My name is Tina and I have instructions from Sandy on what is supposed to be done to and for you. Drop the uniform on the floor at your feet," said the woman.

"Could you please close the door," Summer asked.

"Drop the uniform and take off your bra so I can attach these nipple covers," was Tina's reply.

Summer stood facing Tina contemplating what to do. On the one hand she did not know this woman and she did not like the fact that she was standing there with the door to the room open for anyone to see in while she stood there in her lingerie and heels with uniform in her hands as well as having her white rhinestone "slut" collar still fastened around her neck.

Summer was shaken out of her stupor by Tina's instructions, "Slut, do as I say and then take off your bra now."

Summer immediately dropped the uniform onto the floor and, though startled, reached behind, with one quick motion unlocked the shelf bra and let it fall from her shoulders. She hunched over in front and the bra straps slid down her arms to join the other parts of her cheerleader uniform. Summer tossed the bra onto the cheerleader uniform that she had piled onto the floor.

"Put your arms above your head slut, close your eyes and do not move," were Tina's next instructions.

Summer immediately complied as the look in Tina's eyes did not lend itself to any negotiations or hesitation on her part. As she reached for the ceiling, Summer closed her eyes tightly anticipating more *********** at the hands of another total stranger. Summer felt her nipples being pulled and twisted then left to harden on their own. Summer heard the adhesive patch being separated from the back cover. Soon Summer felt Tina's cold fingers press a patch on her right nipple followed by a patch being placed on her left nipple, but only after Tina gave it another hard twist.

"Now slut, turn around with your arms still in the air, eyes closed and bend forward until the palms of your hands touch the floor," Tina ordered.

As Summer bent forward, she was overcome with another situation where she freely gave herself to a dominating total stranger who was giving her instructions as if directly coming from her young master. As Summer's hands reached the floor, she had to spread her legs slightly to allow her to place her palms flatly in the floor. In this position, standing on four inch black heels with ankle straps, Summer's thighs and calves began to burn almost immediately. Summer heard movement in the room, but she dared not to open her eyes as she waited for another *********** at the hands of the tanning salon attendant.

Summer was right, Tina had humiliating plans for her. Summer felt Tina's hands on her hips as she placed her fingers inside the lace strap of the black thong and she began to pull the thong down over Summer's ass down to her knees. Tina left the thong spread tightly between Summer's knees. Then Tina said, "Slut, spread your legs further apart by walking your heels outwardly until your tong is stretched as far as it can go."

Once Summer had achieved the instructed feat, she saw flashes of light even through her closed eyes. "What are you doing? Why are you taking pictures of me in this position," Summer asked.

"Well slut if you must know, we are documenting your tanning process. If you remember, we did a walking show last weekend and these pictures reveal your tan lines after only five tanning sessions," was Tina's curt reply.

"I like your collar also. But, turn the collar around and make sure that the clasp is in the back for the next set of pictures," Tina ordered.

As Summer pulled the collar around so that her *********** was complete, she saw Tina's eyes widen and a broad grin came across her face, "Oh, so you are someone's slut?"

"I see that you have a vibrating egg in your wet pussy. Why do you have one inserted in your pussy? Who is making you do these humiliating things slut," asked Tina.

"It is personal and I do not wish to discuss it with you," Summer quickly replied.

Tina's fingers found the receiver wire and gave the egg a tug. The egg did not budge from Summer's pussy as she was grasping it with all of the might her pussy walls could garner. Slowly, Tina was able to puss the egg almost completely out of Summer's pussy, but she stopped pulling on the wire when the base of the egg came into view between Summer's swollen pussy lips. "Man, that egg makes your pussy lips really stand out slut. And those piercings are really exposed now.

Using three fingers, Tina jammed the egg back into the poor English teacher's pussy. Tina allowed her three middle fingers to remain deep inside Summer's pussy. Then she started sawing her fingers into and out of the teacher's wet pussy making sure to pull the egg with her fingers each time. And then just as suddenly, Tina's fucking motion stopped.

"Now stand up, keep your legs spread wide and reach for the ceiling again," Tina ordered.

Summer quickly complied totally aware that the piercings in her pussy lips were in full view for Tina's camera. "Open your eyes and give me a slutty look," was Tina's next command. When Summer did not react quickly enough, her left breast was pained by a hard slap. Summer immediately opened her eyes and tried to smile seductively at the camera. But that did not satisfy her new tormentor. "Slut, bend over again and then stand up quickly throwing your hair back as quickly as you can," Tina directed.

Summer did her best fashion model impersonation bending and then quickly standing erect allowing her light brunette hair to fall around her face. Tina's camera caught just the right image with the hair partially hiding Summer's face. With the proper airbrushing, no one would be able to recognize her, but the camera did catch the wording on the collar.

"Now slut, spread your pussy lips for me as I want to get a picture of those piercings," Tina said in a matter-of-fact tone.

Summer, knowing her place, slowly lowered her hands to her pussy and found her lips. With her legs still spread, Summer pulled each of her pierced lips outward further exposing the piercings to Tina, which also exposed the receiver wire of the egg. Summer watched as Tina lowered the camera and did several close-up shots of her piercings.

Tina was finally satisfied with her new collection of shots and said, "Ok, slut, take off your panties and heels. It is time for your tanning session." Summer thought that Tina would leave, but no such luck. Summer just stared ahead looking past Tina as she pulled her legs together that allowed her to lower her thong from her knees to the floor. Summer took off each heel having to bend over to unstrap ankle which gave Tina a good view of her pussy and ass while she took off the heels. Lastly, Summer reached behind her neck to unclasp her slut collar, which joined her clothing on the floor. Once nude, Summer took the tanning thong out of her purse and slid it up her legs making sure that the thin side straps of the thong were placed accurately on the already formed tan lines.

Summer stood there and waited for Tina to apply the requisite tanning solution to her body. To Summer felt it strange that the staff at the salon personally applied the solution, but she was sure that this was an added instruction from her young master when he made the appointments.

Once satisfied that she had appropriately rubbed the tanning lotion over Summer's entire body and after taking an inordinate amount of time massaging the lotion on to her breasts as well as her ass, Tina motion for Summer lay down on the bed. Once on the bed, Tina placed earphones once again on Summer's ears to drown out the hum of the bed, but to also continue with Todd's manipulation of his English teacher slut.

Summer immediately recognized her young master's voice and the next 20 minutes passed by with her experiencing multiple orgasms at the direction of her master. Her mind had been subjected to his instructions for that evening *********** his demand that she be on her desk on her hands and knees with her heels and thigh hi hosiery the only clothing items that she was allowed to have on her body. She was also to have her recently purchased blindfold covering her eyes. Todd would be able to come into the room as she was required to place her classroom key on top of the door frame. But, she was still subject to being discovered by the janitorial staff or a member of the administrative team.

When the tanning bed cycle was completed, Summer was awakened by the sudden jolt when the bed turned off. Her headphones had channeled light jazz music after she heard her young master's instructions and she felt totally rested for some strange reason.

Summer slid out of the bed and wiped the sweat from her back side. She looked into the mirror and noticed that her make-up had smeared somewhat and she quickly did a make-over. Summer first slipped her thong back on and then slid the thigh hi's back up her legs. Summer then put the cheerleader outfit back on and then slipped a foot into each of the ankle strapped four inch heels. She was prohibited from wearing anything else for her drive back to the school. She looked at the clock in the room and she noticed that it was now 7:30 PM. "What happened to me? Why was on the bed for so long," Summer said to herself.

Summer quickly gathered her bra and her slut collar. She chose not to wear it back to school as well as postponing the insertion of the pink butt plug into her ass and stuffed them into her purse and then stormed out of the tanning room. Summer walked quickly past the front desk and did not even acknowledge the sneering look that she received from Tina behind the desk.

Summer quickly cranked up her BMW, backed out of the lot and headed back to school. She had just the right amount of time to get back to the school and get into her classroom. She was very fortunate that there were no traffic delays and she arrived at school with five minutes to spare. She parked as close to the side entrance as she could. She opened her car door, slid out of her seat, grabbed her purse and quickly slammed the car door shut. As she walked away, Summer pressed the remote key locking device.

Summer made her way into the school by the back stairwell, which was most likely to not be occupied or traversed by anyone this late in the evening. Summer knew that she was running out of time and she could not risk not adhering to her young master's instructions.

As Summer walked down the corridor, she heard the janitor vacuuming down the hall. "Oh God, I hope they have cleaned my room," Summer said to herself.

Summer inserted her key and unlocked the door. Once the door was open, reaching up on her tip toes, Summer placed the key above the door on its frame. She stepped inside and locked the door as well as closed the mini-blinds to give herself some semblance of privacy. It was now almost 8:00 PM and she was close to not being ready for her master.

Summer quickly stripped out of the cheerleading outfit. She put the garments in the bottom drawer of her desk. Summer pulled her black thong down her body, stepped out of it and it joined the cheerleader outfit. Summer retrieved her white rhinestone slut collar from her purse and fastened it around her neck. She then retrieved the pink butt plug from her purse. She reached into her desk drawer and pulled out her hidden liquid KY Jelly lubricant. Summer spread the liquid lubricant over the surface of the plug. She put several drops on her middle finger, which she then used to spread the lubricant on her asshole, which she hoped would help ease the plug into her ass.

Summer leaned against her desk, placed the tip of the plug in her ass and then methodically worked the full length into her passageway. Summer was pleased and surprised that the plug went in so easily. Summer cleaned of the few items that she had left on her desk and then crawled up onto the desk with her ass facing towards the door to her classroom. Summer then took her new blindfold out of her purse, placed the purse in the desk drawer and closed it.

Just before putting the blindfold on, Summer looked around the room to make sure that she was alone and that there was no light on in the room. She had discovered that the cleaning crew had indeed cleaned her room.

Summer placed the blindfold over her eyes, pulled it tight around her head and fastened it tightly. She was now at the mercy of her young master. She hoped, prayed that no one other than her young tormentor came into the room. Summer rested on her hands and knees on her desk. She could feel her heart beating almost out loud. She could feel her ass gripping the pink butt plug and she could feel her juices escaping from her pussy due to the stimulation of the egg. Summer's breast hung firmly below her with her nipples erect due to the situation and her piercings.

She waited and waited. She did not know what time it was, but then she heard the lock in her door turn and........................................

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. In just one week, Master T has had each of Summer's nipples pierced, each of her pussy lips is adorned with ring piercings and her left ear 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. It is now Thursday evening, which represents the completion of one week of Summer being under the control of her teenage Master. Her young master is entering her classroom to punish his slut as well as to give his slut his cum that has been building up while he was away. She does not know it, but Summer's weekend will be filled with servitude, tattoos and more degradation, but she doesn't yet know any of this.........thanks to my friends for recommendations/suggestions for story lines especially Mike, John, Lorrie and Elly.

I apologize to all of my readers for not noticing that this Chapter 16 had been pulled from the Literotica lists. An editor noticed that I had inferred that someone under the age of 18 was included in the original story. I have corrected that. I am reposting Chapter 16 for inclusion in my library of published stories. Here is the end of Chapter 15 as a precursor to this new chapter:

Summer has been tanning and then prepared to meet the demands and instructions from her young master as he returns from his class trip to Washington - When the tanning bed cycle was completed, Summer was awakened by the sudden jolt when the bed turned off. Her headphones had channeled light jazz music after she heard her young master's instructions and she felt totally rested for some strange reason.

Summer slid out of the bed and wiped the sweat from her back side. She looked into the mirror and noticed that her make-up had smeared somewhat and she quickly did a make-over. Summer first slipped her thong back on and then slid the thigh hi's back up her legs. Summer then put the cheerleader outfit back on and then slipped a foot into each of the ankle strapped four inch heels. She was prohibited from wearing anything else for her drive back to the school. She looked at the clock in the room and she noticed that it was now 7:30 PM. "What happened to me? Why was on the bed for so long," Summer said to herself.

Summer quickly gathered her bra and her slut collar. She chose not to wear it back to school as well as postponing the insertion of the pink butt plug into her ass and stuffed them into her purse and then stormed out of the tanning room. Summer walked quickly past the front desk and did not even acknowledge the sneering look that she received from Tina behind the desk.

Summer quickly cranked up her BMW, backed out of the lot and headed back to school. She had just the right amount of time to get back to the school and get into her classroom. She was very fortunate that there were no traffic delays and she arrived at school with five minutes to spare. She parked as close to the side entrance as she could. She opened her car door, slid out of her seat, grabbed her purse and quickly slammed the car door shut. As she walked away, Summer pressed the remote key locking device.

Summer made her way into the school by the back stairwell, which was most likely to not be occupied or traversed by anyone this late in the evening. Summer knew that she was running out of time and she could not risk not adhering to her young master's instructions.

As Summer walked down the corridor, she heard the janitor vacuuming down the hall. "Oh God, I hope they have cleaned my room," Summer said to herself.

Summer inserted her key and unlocked the door. Once the door was open, reaching up on her tip toes, Summer placed the key above the door on its frame. She stepped inside and locked the door as well as closed the mini-blinds to give herself some semblance of privacy. It was now almost 8:00 PM and she was close to not being ready for her master.

Summer quickly stripped out of the cheerleading outfit. She put the garments in the bottom drawer of her desk. Summer pulled her black thong down her body, stepped out of it and it joined the cheerleader outfit. Summer retrieved her white rhinestone slut collar from her purse and fastened it around her neck. She then retrieved the pink butt plug from her purse. She reached into her desk drawer and pulled out her hidden liquid KY Jelly lubricant. Summer spread the liquid lubricant over the surface of the plug. She put several drops on her middle finger, which she then used to spread the lubricant on her asshole, which she hoped would help ease the plug into her ass.

Summer leaned against her desk, placed the tip of the plug in her ass and then methodically worked the full length into her passageway. Summer was pleased and surprised that the plug went in so easily. Summer cleaned of the few items that she had left on her desk and then crawled up onto the desk with her ass facing towards the door to her classroom. Summer then took her new blindfold out of her purse, placed the purse in the desk drawer and closed it.

Just before putting the blindfold on, Summer looked around the room to make sure that she was alone and that there was no light on in the room. She had discovered that the cleaning crew had indeed cleaned her room.

Summer placed the blindfold over her eyes, pulled it tight around her head and fastened it tightly. She was now at the mercy of her young master. She hoped, prayed that no one other than her young tormentor came into the room. Summer rested on her hands and knees on her desk. She could feel her heart beating almost out loud. She could feel her ass gripping the pink butt plug and she could feel her juices escaping from her pussy due to the stimulation of the egg. Summer's breast hung firmly below her with her nipples erect due to the situation and her piercings.

She waited and waited. She did not know what time it was, but then she heard the lock in her door turn and........................................

Summer, is on her hands and knees on her desk in her classroom. As she has been directed by her young master, Summer is blindfolded and is only wearing her four inch black, ankle strap heels with her black thigh hi's. Summer has previously inserted her pink butt plug in her ass, which is in addition to her black vibrating egg that has been in her pussy since this morning and remains securely gripped by the inner walls of her pussy. Summer has fastened her white rhinestone slut collar around her neck, but she has neglected to follow her young master's instructions explicitly where he had also required that her white leash was to be attached to her collar and draped over the end of her desk.

Summer heard the lock in the door and she quickly inhaled her breath wondering who was coming into the classroom. All she could do was to wait for the inevitable discovery by a member of the school's staff or that her young master had made it back safely and was now there to torment her. Summer did not really know which one was worse at this point, but she knew that neither her husband nor her ******** would never be able to understand or forgive her, regardless of what happened to her at the school.

Summer could hear the door creak as it was closing and then she heard the click of the lock so she felt somewhat safer. She did not dare speak and her breathing was quick as well as shallow. Summer could feel her knees begin to ache from kneeling on her desk and there was perspiration starting to form on her forehead as well as under her nose. Summer could feel her heart beating at a fast pace as it felt like her whole chest was heaving in rhythm with her heart beat.

But, in the same instant Summer's body betrayed her as the *********** of the moment with her pussy and ass filled with erotic toys was almost too much for her. Summer could feel her pussy opening and closing as it grasped the black vibrating egg as her pussy juices began to escape and pool onto her clit. She felt full from the size of the pink butt plug in her ass. Her *********** was emphasized by her ********** and placement on her desk while she wore the white rhinestone collar that signified her servitude.

Summer could hear the floor creak slightly which indicated that whoever it was had begun to move around her. She heard something land on the floor, but she was still not sure who was in the room with her. The black egg in her pussy was being squeezed by the inside walls of the teacher's ever moistening pussy. The teacher's ass squeezed the plug keeping it fitted snugly inside that dark passageway.

Then it happened. Without warning, Summer's ass was on fire after a loud slap from the hand of whomever was in the room with her. Her right ass cheek felt like the ***** had exploded from deep within the tissue. But, she did not have long to concentrate on the pain in her right ass cheek as her left cheek erupted in the same pain administered by the strong hand of whomever was in the room. Summer did not dare speak or whimper as she knew that that would evoke even harsher actions.

As Todd circled his slut teacher, he could not believe that in one short week, this high class, stern woman had succumbed to him. He was amazed that she reacted with such submissiveness whenever he commanded. Todd was also very pleased that Summer continued to allow dominant people to command her. Summer constantly showed that she was submissive and was gradually learning to accept as well as desire the ***********s she was receiving.

Todd could see his handprints quite clearly on his teacher's ass cheeks. He had a purpose behind the slaps as he wanted her full attention and he wanted to release some of the tension of his trip. Then Todd realized that the white leash that should be combined with his teacher's white rhinestone slut collar was not attached. He loved it when Summer failed to follow his explicit instructions as it gave him more power over her and it helped him train her in immediately adhering to each instruction given, when given.

Todd watched as the teacher's chest heaved from the excitement and *********** of the situation. He could see that her knees were white from the pressure of having been on the desk for 30 minutes. He was sure that the teacher had no idea how long she had been in her room up on the desk, but it was good practice for her to comply as instructed. What to do about her non-compliance about the leash Todd thought.

Todd did not have a lot of time this evening. He had told his parents that he was not arriving until 9:30 PM and that he would call them when he arrived. At 7:30 PM, he had texted his ****** when they had gotten to Greenville, South Carolina and told her that it would be at least two more hours until the buses arrived at the school.

Now he had entered his slut's classroom and found her almost exactly as he had required. It was a very erotic site for sure. Todd could see his teacher's breasts hanging down, but rising and falling with each of her rapid breathes. The nipple piercings made each nipple stand out exactly as he had hoped it would. The base of the pink butt plug was quite visible and a nice contrast as the base was held in place by his teacher's ass cheeks. But, Todd noticed that the leash was not attached as he had required and a smirk formed on his lips as he was not only going to get his rocks off into his slut teacher's pussy, but he was also going to be able to work off some of the frustrations of the week being away by using the teacher's yardstick that she used as a pointer. He could not wait to see the whelps that he could make rise up on the poor teacher's ass.

Summer could hear the person move about the room, but she dared not make a sound as she knew that if in fact it was her young master, she was not allowed to speak unless spoken to first. And, if it was someone who had stumbled into the classroom and found her on her desk, blindfolded, butt plug extending out of her ass, white rhinestone collar and the receiver cord from the black egg plainly in view, she knew that her secret would be discovered and her career as well as her marriage would be over. Summer preferred to not speak and suffer any *********** from the stranger if in fact it was a stranger.

The hard explosion across her ass brought Summer back to the harsh reality of her situation. If it was not her master, then it was someone who liked to punish a slut for sure. Summer's ass screamed in pain, but she dared not to say anything. Summer felt the instrument across her ass cheeks again. Then the next blow was across the top of her thighs just below her ass cheeks. From there, the blows crept up her ass until they reached her waist line that was about two inches above the tops of her ass cheeks. Then, just as suddenly, the beating stopped.

Todd walked back behind his teacher and pulled open the bottom drawer of the desk where he knew his teacher stored her pocketbook during the day. He had found it there last Friday when he needed to hack into her iPhone to get all of her contacts. He pulled the purse out and dropped it on the desk between Summer's legs.

Summer felt something land between her legs, but she was not sure what it was. She heard the sound of a zipper and she knew that it was her purse being opened. "Who could it be," the now quite nervous teacher wondered to herself.

Todd found the leash in the purse, pulled it out and then left the purse between his slut teacher's nylon covered legs. Still not having spoken a word, Todd walked back in front of his slut teacher and harshly grabbed the teacher's slut collar. Todd attached the leash to the silver ring and then pulled downward in a hard and steady method. This pull caused his slut to lower her body until her breasts touched the top of her desk. Todd then pulled the leash tighter and tied it to one leg of the desk.

Now Summer was pulled down onto the top of the desk with her breasts pressed tightly against the top of the desk while her hands were still pressed palms down onto the desk on either side of her shoulders. The pressure from being pulled down flatter onto the desk applied hard pressure to the teacher's knees, which were basically carrying all of her weight.

Then the punishment started again. In rapid succession, Summer's ass absorbed ten more blows from the yardstick wielded by her unknown assailant. Summer began to feel turned on by the beating, the butt plug in her ass, the black egg in her pussy and the *********** of being taken advantage of by a possible stranger. "Why hasn't he said anything yet," Summer wondered to herself. Then a horror crossed her mind, "Oh my God, what if it is Melanie?"

The possibility of being punished by her young female student caused Summer to begin to whimper on the fifteenth blow across her ass. Todd could see the whelps rising up on his slut teacher's ass. He achieved the stress release that he needed and now it was time for him to get his sexual release from his slut. Todd threw the yardstick down onto the floor, which made a loud crack as it hit the linoleum flooring. Summer was startled by the loud sound and her sniffles increased.

Finally Todd spoke, "Slut, I cannot believe that you did not do everything you were told to do. How could you forget your slut leash?"

With relief Summer replied, "Oh Master T it is you. I did not know who it was in the room with me, but I should have recognized the power of your blows. I am sorry for not attaching the leash, I just forgot in my haste to get everything ready for you."

Continuing, "Please do not punish me further Master T. I am yours to do with as you want, just please, please do not hit my ass anymore," Summer begged.

Just for good measure and to once again show Summer her place, Todd reached down to the floor, retrieved the yardstick and wielded the yardstick only this time the stick landed down crack of Summer's ass causing her to jump away from the instrument of her pain. By moving away, of course Summer's ass was beaten repeatedly to assure compliance.

Once Todd was satisfied that his slut understood her place, "Slut, it is time for you to receive my cum."

With that, Todd walked to the other side of the desk, unzipped his pants and pressed his almost fully erect cock against the teacher's lips. Without hesitation, Summer opened her lips and made a large O with her mouth to ease her young master's cock past her lips and partially down her throat.

Todd felt the warmth of Summer's mouth and began to rhythmically fuck his cock in and out of his slut's mouth. His pace remained constant as he wanted to ensure that his blow job would last and to make sure his slut knew that she was there to please him.

As Todd got closer to orgasm, he reached into his pocket and pulled out the remote control for the black egg still buried in Summer's pussy. Todd adjusted the speed to the midway point and immediately noticed that Summer's enthusiasm for sucking his cock increased. Soft moans and slurping sounds were now emitted from around his cock as his slut worked her mouth in concert with his thrusts.

Todd increased his pace, which he matched by increasing the vibrations of the egg. He could feel Summer beginning to move towards an orgasm as her moans became louder and he could see her moving her hips to meet his thrusts. "Slut, you are not allowed to cum, unless you are told to do so," Todd told his willing slut.

As he got closer, Todd grabbed his slut's hair and began to fuck her face in earnest. Todd pulled his cock almost out of Summer's mouth leaving just the head caught between her lips. He reminded Summer again that she was not to cum until she was told to do so.

"Slut, I am about to cum and you are not allowed to swallow. You will catch my cum, hold it in your mouth and then when instructed, you will open your mouth to show me that you have indeed cradled my cum," Todd ordered.

"Do you understand slut," Todd asked.

Though his cock was stuffed down her throat, Todd heard Summer say, "Yes Master."

Once he was certain she understood, Todd tightened his grip on Summer's hair, leaned back and ****** his cock deep into his teacher's mouth. He felt the initial blast of his come hitting against the back of the teacher's throat and he kept fucking his cock in and out of his slut's mouth. Todd kept his cock buried deeply into Summer's mouth making sure that all of his cum was deposited into her mouth. Todd pressed his pelvis tighter against Summer's face effectively cutting off air flow because his cock filled her throat and his pelvis pressed her nose closed. He held her in this position until he could feel Summer trying to pull away pulling and pushing herself away from his grasp.

"Do not swallow my cum slut," Todd reminded Summer.

As he pulled his cock out of her mouth, Todd felt Summer's lips try and hold his cock and not allow it to be pulled out. Todd, feeling the pressure of Summer's mouth, allowed her to hold onto his cock for a bit longer as he knew the more pleasure she received from the egg in her pussy, the more she would want to have something in her mouth to increase the intensity of her approaching orgasm.

But, Todd had other ideas for his slut teacher. He pulled his cock forcibly out of Summer's mouth which was accompanied with a pop as her lips finally allowed his cock to be pulled out of her mouth. But, Summer remained lying down on her desk with her breasts pressed firmly into the top of the desk, her knees grinding into the wood top as she rocked back and forth hoping to bring on the orgasm that she so needed right now. She was still tethered to her desk by her white leash that was fastened to her collar and tied to one of the legs of her desk.

Todd zipped up his pants and walked behind his teacher. He grabbed the base of the pink butt plug and began to work it in and out of his slut teacher. His thrusts with the plug into her ass were met with Summer rocking back on her knees to meet the plunge of the pink butt plug. Todd wanted to make Summer wait for her orgasm. He wanted to make sure that he brought her to the edge multiple times before he allowed her to cum. But first, she must beg to cum and even then, she will not be allowed to cum until Todd is satisfied that she totally gives in. Besides, he needed to dump another load of his cum and he wanted to put it in her tight, wet pussy.

Todd began to work the pink butt plug in and out of Summer's ass in rapid fashion. He brought the head of the plug just to the exit of her anal passageway, but made sure that the tip did not come out so that he could see her sphincter muscles grip the plug. He noticed that Summer's ass was stretching and expanding with each insertion of the plug. Todd spit on Summer's ass crack and watched his spit dribble down until it touched the butt plug giving it some additional lubrication. He slipped a finger from his free hand and began to stimulate the teacher's protruding clit. It was easy to make out with the pussy lips swollen, but highlighted with the ring piercings. He began to visualize the clit ring in the sheath that covered Summer's clit that would be inserted on Sunday by his friend Marcos. But that was on Sunday, Todd had to concentrate on Thursday evening and making sure that he got his rocks off before his slut did and in time to ride home with his parents. A quick look at the clock showed that it was now 8:45 PM.

"Time sure flies when you are having a good time doesn't it slut," Todd asked.

All Summer could do was shake her head as she was unable to speak because she did not dare open her mouth for fear that her young master's cum would leak out.

Todd accelerated the vibrating egg to its maximum in Summer's cunt and ****** the plug deeper into his slut's ass pushing against it with the palm of his hand, while continuing to manipulate the teacher's clit. Todd could tell that Summer was getting close by how she was moaning and pushing back against his hand. But, it was not time for her to cum as Todd was now fully erect again and he wanted to dump another load of cum into his slut.

Abruptly, Todd stopped stroking his slut teacher's clit and he turned off the vibrating egg. Todd then said, "You may unclasp the leash from your slut collar slut." Summer quickly raised up on the palm of her left hand and with her right felt for the leash clasp that was connected to her white rhinestone slut collar. Once she found it, Summer quickly released her collar from the leash and she heard it clank on the hard tile floor.

Once she had complied Todd said, "Now slut, climb down off of your desk, lay down across the desk on your stomach, spread your legs as wide as you can, grab the other end of your desk and do not move," was Todd's command.

Summer, still blindfolded and with her lips tightly closed to keep her young master's cum in her mouth, immediately did as she was instructed. Her chest was heaving with excitement and the need for sexual release. Her pussy ached for release and the pink butt plug rubbed areas deep within her that made her crave for release. As she laid back down lengthwise across the desk, Summer reached for the far end of the desk and grasped it as firmly as she could. Next, Summer spread her legs as wide as possible so that she did not have to suffer any more blows from her own yard stick. By having on the four inch heels, Summer's ass was right at Todd's waist level.

Todd reached between his slut's legs and pulled on the receiver cord that was connected to the black egg that was buried deep in her cunt. As he pulled it out, Summer let out a gasp as her pussy reflexed ************* trying to keep the stimulating device inside her. As Todd pulled the egg completely out of his teacher's pussy, he was amazed with the amount of pussy juice that coated the egg.

"Slut, you appear to have really enjoyed having the egg in your pussy all day today. How did if feel slut," Todd asked.

Summer could only moan and shake her head from side to side. "Slut, don't you let any of my cum slide down your throat or out of your mouth or there will be hell to pay," her master said to her.

"Well it is evident to me slut that your pussy likes the stimulation. Just smell this egg," Todd said as he walked to the other end of the desk and held the egg in Summer's face.

Todd rolled the egg over Summer's nose, cheeks and chin. He effectively rubbed most of her moisture onto the poor teacher while she was stretched and extended across her class room desk. Todd pushed the teacher's head down so that her chin rested on the edge of the desk. Todd walked back behind Summer and reached into his back pack.

Todd withdrew a black magic marker. Just above Summer's ass crack, Todd wrote, "MS. WAYNE". On Summer's left ass cheek, Todd wrote "CUM" and on the right ass cheek Todd wrote "SLUT". Todd put the marker back into his backpack and withdrew his iPhone.

"Slut, turn and look back at me. Open your mouth and make sure that I can see the cum in your mouth," Todd ordered.

Summer raised up and turned her head around to face her young master. As she turned, Summer opened her mouth as wide as she could and tilted her chin upwards. She did not realize that Todd had taken a series of pictures that clearly showed the writing on her ass as well as the cum that was deposited in her mouth.

"Lay back down slut. I am going to give you the hard fuck that you deserve, but you are not to cum until I give you permission," Todd said. For added emphasis, Todd gave each of Summer's still burning ass cheeks a hard slap.

Summer grunted in pain, but complied with her instructions pressing her pierced nipples down onto the wood topped desk. Summer made sure to press her legs outwardly so that she was spread as wide as she could. Her ass continued to burn, but with a mouthful of cum she could not speak or complain about the pain she was in at that moment.

Just as Summer repositioned her body on the desk, Todd lowered his zipper and pulled out his rock hard cock. He pointed the head at his slut teacher's pussy with the two ring piercings guiding his cock into her sopping wet cunt. Todd buried his full cock into the teacher in one quick ****** motion. Summer could feel the head of his cock pressing against the length of the butt plug. She could feel a dual stimulation of the cock in her pussy and the butt plug in her ass. The two stimulations were driving her closer and closer to orgasm. Todd continued his assault on the teacher's pussy with each thrust into her causing his pelvic region to press the butt plug deeper into Summer's ass. The constant stimulation was bringing Summer to the orgasm she so needed.

Suddenly, without warning, she heard her young master grunt and exclaim, "Here is your master's cum you slut."

Todd plunged his cock as deep as he could maneuver it into Summer's waiting pussy. He felt his cock explode against the deep walls of his slut teacher's pussy.

Summer felt Todd's cock erupt deep inside her. She continued to press back and forth to meet his thrusts and to rum her clit against the desk top.

Then, the cock was gone. Todd pulled his cock out roughly and then ordered his slut to climb back up on her desk. "Slut, get up on your desk on your knees and spread your legs apart as wide as you can," were Todd's instructions. Continuing, "Put your hand between your cunt lips, as I don't want any of my cum to leak out."

Summer moaned and he knew she needed to cum. That was his plan, but she was going to perform for him. Summer was able to navigate up onto the desk which was not easy given that she was still blindfolded and now she could only use one hand to support herself as she made her way back onto the desk and then into the required position on her knees. Summer spread her legs as far as possible and then waited for more instructions.

Todd took the marker back out of his back pack and on Summer's right breast wrote "Slut" and on the left one he wrote "Teacher".

"Now open your mouth and show me the cum that you hold there slut," Todd ordered.

Summer was in agony. Now she was spread open on her desk, still blindfolded, but with the palm of her hand pressed tightly against her clit, she could easily make herself cum. But, she had not been given permission so she had to suffer more *********** at the hands of her young master hoping that he would eventually allow her to cum. "Allow me to cum. What is wrong with me," Summer asked herself.

Summer complied with her young master's instructions and opened her mouth as wide as possible. Once again Todd snapped off a couple of pictures that clearly showed the cum in his teacher's mouth as well as the writing on each breast. Even though she was blindfolded, it was quite evident to anyone that knew her, the pictures detailed the high school English teacher with a mouthful of cum with marker writings indicating that she was a slut.

"Ok, Slut. I want you to take this dish and catch the cum in your pussy. Let it drop out so that we can save it for later," Todd directed.

Todd pushed the Tupperware dish into Summer's free hand and watched as she lowered it between her legs. She moved her hand away from her pussy and he could see his cum begin to leak out of her pussy in globs. He continued to take pictures with his phone to capture the erotic scene.

"Put two fingers in your cunt and pull my cum out slut," Todd ordered.

The shear thought of performing such a submissive act for her young master continued her understanding of complying with instructions. But, inserting two fingers into her pussy only made Summer need to cum that much more. She frantically moved her fingers in and out of her pussy. Each time she wiped her fingers on the edge of the dish hoping to satisfy her master, but also hoping that she could bring herself off with the submissive act.

"Now, stop touching your cunt slut. Take the dish and raise it to your chin. I want you to let your master's cum leak out of your mouth slowly," Todd ordered.

Summer raised the dish and placed it against her chin. She opened her mouth and with her tongue, began pushing her young master's jism out of her mouth. Todd continued to capture the scene on his camera. To think that only one week ago this was his English teacher and now she was his willing slut.

"Now, spit the last remaining amount into the dish slut," Todd directed.

Once she had done this, Todd took the container, placed the top securely onto the container and then he walked to the back of the room where he slid it into his teacher's refrigerator.

Todd turned around and was caught off guard by how erotic his teacher looked. The light from outside of the building shone brightly on her and he could see little droplets of moisture between her legs on the desk. Todd took several more pictures before walking back to her side.

Todd put all of his things back into his backpack. He zipped up his pants and made sure that there were no obvious signs of pussy juice on the front of his pants.

Todd then removed the ten inch dildo with the fake balls from his backpack. He handed the large dildo to Summer and said, "Slut this is your reward. This is a ten inch dildo with a flat base. It is to be used by you right now. You will place the base between your legs and then lower your cunt down onto it."

Summer hesitated because she could not imagine being able to put such a large object inside her pussy.

"Do it now slut," was Todd's harsh command.

Summer lowered the dildo between her legs and placed the base on the top of the wooden desk. In this position, the head of the dildo was just below the mouth of her pussy.

"Lower yourself down onto the rubber cock slut," was Todd's next command.

Slowly, Summer began to lower her body down onto the rubber phallus. She felt the hard top of the cock slip between her very wet pussy lips. The mouth of her pussy accepted the dildo, but her interior walls of her pussy were having a hard time accepting such a large instrument. Even though she had been stimulated all day by the egg and moisture flowed constantly in her pussy, this large rubber cock was almost more than she could take. Summer raised up and started back down again. She did this several times and found that the moisture from her pussy was coating the dildo serving as a good lubricant. The deeper the dildo went, the more turned on Summer became. After about twenty downward thrusts, Summer was able to fully engorge herself onto the dildo and she had never felt this full in her whole life. She could not imagine how the whole scene looked, but she was not concerned with how it looked but how quickly she could get the rubber cock all the way into her pussy.

"Ok, slut. Go all the way up and then all the way back down onto your new practice toy. Stay down on the cock," Todd ordered.

Summer did as instructed and she could not believe how full she felt. The rubber cock was rubbing against the pink butt plug lodged deep in her ass.

"Slut, you are almost ready to cum. But first you need to understand that tomorrow you will be doing things to please me. Are you ready to please me slut," Todd asked.

"Master T please let me cum. I need it so badly," Summer begged.

"Are you ready to do as I say and please me slut," Todd asked again.

"Yes Master T, I will do whatever you tell me to do, just please let me cum," Summer pleaded.

"Ok here is the deal. You may cum slut, but you are not allowed to use your hands. You must fuck yourself with that dildo until you cum. Do you understand slut," Todd asked.

"Yes Master T I understand. Thank you for letting me cum," said Summer.

"Ok you may begin slut," Todd said as he exited the classroom.

Todd watched from the door as his slut teacher began to fuck herself on the desk dildo. The last picture he took was one where the mouth of his slut's cunt was stretched widely to accommodate the large head. He saw Summer reach between her legs and begin to rub her clit as she fucked herself on the dildo. As he left his slut teacher's room, Todd had placed a folded piece of paper on the teacher's chair. The note included instructions for the remainder of the evening.

Summer thought that her young Master was still in the room, so she put on a performance that she just knew would please him. As Summer ground her pussy down onto the dildo, she let out low moans of pleasure. She could feel the orgasm build and she began to rub her clit furiously as well as grinding her pussy down completely impaling herself on the large rubber cock.

With her free hand, Summer reached behind and began fucking the pink butt plug in and out of her ass. Her fingers manipulating her clit, the dildo filling her pussy and the butt plug going to new depths caused an eruption in Summer's pussy so intense that her pussy began to squirt a large volume of her juices onto her desk splashing down onto the floor in front of the classroom.

As her orgasm subsided, Summer listened for instructions or an acknowledgement from young master. But all she heard was silence except for the noises that the janitorial staff were making as they cleaned the classrooms down the hall from her room. Summer continued to wait for instructions that would never come as she did not know that her young master had quietly left the room, but had been courteous enough to close her door. Of course he did not lock it.

After what felt like an eternity, Summer asked, "Master T are you there?" Summer waited a couple of minutes and asked again, "Master T are you in the room?"

After another couple of minutes, still on display on top of her desk, Summer reached up and slowly raised the blindfold off of her eyes. Squinting to adjust to the full light of the classroom, which Master T had obviously done on his way out, Summer could see that she was all alone with a dildo firmly planted inside her pussy, fingers of her right hand soaked with her juices as was the top of her desk and an area of the floor in front of her desk. Her hand was still holding onto the base of the butt plug.

Summer could not believe that he had left her there in the classroom and that he had turned the lights on so anyone could see into the room from the hallway. Summer quickly pulled her pussy up off of the rubber cock and climbed down off of her desk. She walked to the door to the classroom and turned the bolt lock to secure the door. Summer flipped the light switch so that the only light in the room was from the street lights in the parking lot and the hallway lights as they came through the mini-blinds in the window to the door to her classroom.

Summer felt her pussy leaking juices down her leg so she placed the palm of her hand against her pussy and walked back to her desk. She reached inside her top drawer and pulled several sheets of tissue from the box and dabbed her pussy to stem the flow of her juices. She went to sit down on her chair when she noticed the folded piece of paper there.

Summer picked up the paper and placed it on the desk in front of her. She surveyed the top of her desk to see the ten inch rubber cock still sitting upright like a statue. She could make out her juices that coated the cock in spite of the dimly lit room. Summer leaned back in her chair to gather her thoughts before she attempted to read the latest directive note from her young master.

Tears began to form in Summer's eyes as she sat there in her chair, behind her classroom desk and looking out over the classroom. She thought back and realized that it had only been seven days since she sent the ill-fated email that included that damn picture of her with the black dildo and of her face. She could not believe that an 18-yearold student was now controlling her every movement and emotion. She realized that she had no real thoughts of her own. Until she could find a way to extricate herself from the clutches of her young master, Summer knew that she had no choice, but to continue to submit to his demands and comply with his every direction.

Somehow, Summer also realized that whenever she was around a dominant type person, she immediately became submissive and tried her best to please that person by meeting their needs or complying with their instructions. Summer knew that this was both wrong and dangerous. But, at the same time it was erotic and she had never felt the way she felt right then with a fully satisfied pussy based on an orgasm realized in her classroom as directed by her young master while crouched up on her desk.

In addition to that satisfied feeling, Summer realized that her ass was still filled with the pink butt plug. Summer sort of wiggled on the chair and could feel the plug deep in her ass, which gave her a warm sensation. Summer sat there still ************* moving her ass on her chair as she looked at the desk that displayed the ten inch rubber cock. She remembered how it felt inside her pussy and how it felt when she came with both of her holes filled.

Summer reached down with her hand and felt her pussy, which was still very wet. Her moisture was running down towards the base of her butt plug and she could tell that her juices were going to be making a wet spot in the fabric of her chair. Summer tweaked her clit and found it to be standing at full attention in spite of the recent orgasm.

As her fingers made circling motions on her clit, Summer's other hand went up to her breast as she began to tweak the erect nipples. Those nipple erections were heightened by the gold bar piercings in each. Marcos had done an excellent job by inserting each bar at the base of the nipple so that they were always erect. But, when she was turned on as she was, Summer's nipples were even longer.

Summer began to twist and pull first the right nipple. She switched to her left nipple and then rotated her manipulations. Her finger became a blur as it strongly stimulated her clit. After only a few minutes, Summer approached orgasm. She began to pull her nipple in earnest to combine the stimulation with her finger rubbing her clit. She brought herself to the brink of orgasm several times, but she could not achieve what she now needed so desperately.

Summer had an idea. She stood up, grabbed the dildo off of her desk and she spread her legs as wide as she could while she still had her four inch black ankle strapped heels on her feet. The head of the rubber cock slipped quickly inside the now sopping wet pussy. Summer grabbed the base of the cock and slowly fucked it into her pussy.

Now with both of her holes filled and her nipples excited by her fingers, Summer's body began to accelerate towards the orgasm that she was craving. She fucked the dildo all the way into her pussy, but she still could not cum. She moved to the corner of her desk and placed her ass on the corner so that the base of the butt plug would be pressed against the desk. Now Summer knew that she could cum as she could manipulate both rubber cocks at the same time.

Summer stopped playing with her nipples and used her extra hand on her clit. Now she was fucking the ten inch rubber dildo into her pussy. She was using the corner of her desk to allow her to rock back and forth to ***** the butt plug to move within her ass and her fingers were rubbing her clit intently. Now she had the right position and stimulation. Her efforts yielded another orgasm almost as intent as the one she experienced on top of her desk. Her pussy was grabbing the dildo and her ass was grabbing the butt plug. Her fingers continued to circle her enlarged clit until she finally calmed down.

Totally spent, Summer pulled the dildo out of her pussy as well as the butt plug out of her ass. The butt plug caused some pain, but she felt better now that her ass was free from the pink plug. So now, Summer was standing in her classroom with her black four inch ankle strapped heels, her black thigh hi's, her slut collar and nothing else at almost 10:00 PM on a school night.

Summer finally decided to open the note that her young master had left for her. She began to read:

Slut,

Thank you for the welcome back fuck. You are a good slut, but we have to work on your compliance issues.

Put on your bra & panties, the cheerleader uniform and combine them with your slut collar. You better hurry as I bet the janitorial staff would love to find you in your room this late at night. Fix your make-up back like the slut you are. Then, you are to go back to the girl's locker room and retrieve your clothes from locker 447. You can then plan to go home from there. Place your dildo, pink butt plug and black egg in the bottom drawer of your desk as I am going to let your ass and cunt relax this evening so you do not have to ***** with the plug in your ass tonight.

Don't forget you're tanning appointment tomorrow and you are to attend our football game tomorrow night.......more fun to come for you my slut!

Master T

Resigned to her fate, Summer opened her drawer, pulled out her bra and thong. She slipped on the thong and felt the thin material of her crotch go between her pussy lips. It immediately become soaked with her juices that had been combined with the cum her young master had deposited there only a few minutes ago. Next, Summer slipped on her bra and adjusted it to cover as much of her nipples as she could. That is when Summer saw the magic marker writing on each of her breasts. Summer reread the note and it did not say she could not remove the marker writing. She took her anti-bacteria lotion out of her desk drawer and used Kleenex tissue to remove the writings.

Summer then stepped into the short cheerleader skirt, slowly worked it up her legs and over her hips. Because it was two sizes too small, the skirt fit quite snuggly around her waist. However, the skirt's length did nothing to hide the fact that she had thigh hi hosiery on as the lace top bands of the hose peeked out from under the hem of the small skirt. Summer then slipped her arms through the arm holes of the cheerleading vest and buttoned the three buttons that she could as there was no way she could button the top two buttons as whoever wore this uniform had much smaller breasts then hers. Summer saw remnants of the writing on her breasts, but felt that it was sufficiently erased.

In the dark, it was impossible for Summer to apply her make-up in the manner that she was required to by her young master. Hesitantly, she walked to the door of her classroom and opening it, Summer peered down the corridor in each direction. She saw that the janitorial staff was down the hall to her left while her classroom was only two classrooms from the stairwell to her right, which she would utilize to make her escape to the girl's locker room as she had been instructed.

Summer quietly closed and re-locked her door by turning the bolt lock tumbler. Next she flicked on one of the classroom light switches so that her room would not totally be filled with light. Summer quickly pulled out her make-up bag and began applying eyeliner, which was followed by the bright green tinted eye shadow that her young master liked because as he said, it brought out the color of her eyes more. Summer then bent at the waist to let her long brunette hair cascade forward and then she quickly stood back up causing her to fluff slightly. Summer quickly applied a brush to tease her hair somewhat and then she applied the mouse that gave her hair a soft, but wildish look.

Satisfied that her make-up and hair would meet with her young master's requirements, Summer packed her remaining belongings into her purse. She thought for moment about taking the collar off, but thought better of it. She pulled the collar around so that the "Slut" tag was on the side of her neck as would the clasp which would both be hidden by her hair.

Summer quickly glanced around the room to make sure that there were no telltale signs of sex or articles of clothing that could be discovered by students arriving early or by the janitorial staff. Seeing none, Summer's eyes were quickly diverted to the wet spot on her desk detailing her orgasm as well as the deposit of cum into her pussy by her master. The wet spot on the floor was also visible, but she hoped that it would dry by morning. Then she looked at her felt covered chair and noticed the stain on the edge of the chair. Summer shook her head and turned to head out of the classroom.

Summer flicked the wall switch to turn off the lights. She turned the bolt lock as quietly as she could. The familiar click echoed in her classroom. As she opened the door, Summer was concerned that she would be discovered by the squeaking of the door because the joints were in severe need of oil. She looked around as she relocked her door and quickly spun so that she was headed down the corridor to the stairwell for her escape.

Summer dropped her room key and it gave a rather loud clank. The sound reverberated down the corridor or classrooms. Summer bent over at the waist to reach for her key. She was grasping her pocket book in one hand holding it to her chest so that her breasts did not spill out of the small cheerleader top. She did not bother to squat as she was trying to get out of the hall without being discovered. Summer felt the hem of the short skirt rise up almost to her ass cheeks. She remembered the magic marker tattoo that her young master had given her while she was displayed for him on her desk. "Thank goodness no one is around to see what he wrote on me," Summer thought to herself. "I wonder what is there."

Unbeknownst to Summer, Calvin Williams had exited the art room with a large bag of trash when he noticed Summer as she walked down the hallway. He watched as Summer bent over at the waist to retrieve her key. Calvin could see the tops of the teacher's thigh hi hose quite clearly and he could just make out something written on the teacher's ass, but he was not sure. He moved a little closer and the light at that end of the hallway hit just right. Calvin was able to see "Cum Slut" on the teacher's ass as the cheerleader skirt rose up to her ass cheeks. He could also see the thin strap of Summer's black thong slipping between her firm ass cheeks.

Once Summer had retrieved her key, Calvin watched her walk down the corridor with the short skirt bouncing with each step that allowed him to see the lace tops of the teacher's hose. "Man I got to get me some of that stuff," the janitor said out loud, but in a whisper. He watched longingly as the short cheerleader skirt rocked in rhythm with the click of the teacher's black four inch ankle strap heels.

Summer felt like she made it to the stairwell without anyone knowing she was there and she breathed a sigh of relief. Now she had to get down these stairs without falling to get to the corridor that led to the gym. Summer finally reached the lower landing and peered through the glass partition in the door to check and make sure that there were no students, faculty or janitorial staff around. Satisfied that she was alone, Summer opened the large metal door and bolted through the door way. Summer headed towards the locker rooms as fast as her high heels would allow her to move.

Summer finally reached the door to the girl's locker room and she paused to see if she could hear anyone in the hallway or in the locker room. Satisfied that she heard no one, Summer opened the door and walked into a full lit locker room. She heard showers running and she could hear girls giggling as they showered. Summer searched for and found locker 447. Cautiously, Summer set her purse down, stripped off the cheerleader uniform and unlocked the locker.

When she opened the locker door, all Summer found was a note. Summer could tell it was from her young master, but she was too scared to read it. She was standing in the girl's locker room and all she had on was her bra, thong, hose, black heels and her white rhinestone slut collar. Sequestered in the U-shaped locker configuration, Summer opened the note and read:

"Slut, your clothes are in the boy's locker room. I thought it best that you understand your place and that nothing you fail to do will go unpunished. If you have not already, strip off the cheerleader uniform and place it in the locker, but do not lock it. Next, you are to lay down on the bench in front of the locker there in the girl's locker room. You are to spread your legs wide on either side of the bench and you are to bring yourself to orgasm using only your fingers. You are not allowed to read the second note taped to the underside of the bench until you cum. Do as you are told."

Your Master.

Summer quickly placed the cheerleader uniform into the locker and closed it making sure not to lock it. Summer was taken aback that she was going to be made to have an orgasm in the girl's locker room. She could not imagine the consequences of being discovered by other students or by someone from the administration. Summer did not understand why there were girls in the shower this late at night, but then again it was a gym and there was always some type of practice going on at the school.

Summer listened as the girls continued to giggle in the shower. She could not make out whose voices she heard because of the distance that was muffled by the walls of lockers. Locker 447 was contained in a "U" shaped alcove of the locker room. The lockers were double stacked and went from the floor to almost eight feet high. Summer could see old clothing, shoes and dust that had gathered on top of the lockers. She felt reasonably sure that she would not be discovered if she remained composed in fulfilling the newest demand of her young master.

Summer quickly laid down on the four foot long wooden bench. Summer's slut collar pinched her neck slightly, which served to remind her of her place of servitude to her high school master. She spread her legs still encased in her black thigh hi hose with her ankle strap four inch heels still on her feet. Summer's hand slipped inside the top of her black string thong and found its way between her puffy pussy lips. Her middle two fingers immediately found her very erect clit which caused her to moan quietly.

Summer began to manipulate the erect bud hoping to achieve an orgasm quickly. But, as her fingers tried their hardest, there was just almost no way for her to cum again. Summer could not remember how many orgasms she had been subjected to during the day and early evening. The last two orgasms were explosive because both her ass and pussy were filled with either Todd's hard cock or the rubber toys he had her use on herself.

With her breasts spilling out of her shelf bra and her right hand buried deep inside her thong, Summer would have made quite the site if she were to be discovered. She was so engrossed in what she was trying to accomplish, she did not hear the showers turn off and she still did not recognize the voices from the girls that had been showering as they came into the locker room. Summer was startled by the opening of a metal locker only a few feet away from her on the other side of the row of lockers.

Summer's hand froze mid-stroke on her clit and she held her breath. Her pussy was trying to grasp at her fingers and her nipples were hardening even more with the fear of being discovered as she lay displayed on the bench. Summer was listening intently while still absentmindedly stroking her clit. She recognized the voices now; it was Melanie Hart and Marsha Edwards. Summer listened as the girls chatted and gossiped about everything teenage girls normally talked about.

Summer could feel her body reacting to her manipulations and tried to slow down her fingers, but her body was pleading for release. The sheer fact that she was so close to being discovered was heightening her approaching orgasm. Summer tried to pay attention to the girls and do as she had been directed by her young master.

"All right Marsha, it is a flip for who is to go into the boy's shower and have their picture taken naked," Melanie said.

"Whose stupid idea was this anyway," Marsha quickly replied.

"You knew that there were little initiation things we all had to do. In this case, it is a coin flip. If I win I take your picture, but if you win you take my picture," Melanie replied.

"That is all there is to it right," Marsha asked again to confirm.

"Listen Marsha, if you want to chicken out then so be it. I can only imagine what will happen to you on the next out of town game we go to. They might make you miss the bus, strip you down to your panties and bra then leave you to get home as best you can. They did that to me," Melanie lied.

Summer was listening intently as she casually rubbed her clit. She was amused by the conversation between the two teenagers knowing how conniving that Melanie really was, Summer had no doubt that the loser of the coin flip would be poor Marsha. Summer spread her legs further apart and began to rub her clit in earnest. Being this close to discovery was having an effect on her. She could fee her body react to the *********** of being discovered, which made her more turned on. Summer realized that this was a common theme for her now, the more risky it was the more turned on she became. "What is wrong with me," she asked herself again.

"Ok, are you ready for the coin flip Marsh," Melanie asked.

"No, but go ahead. I can't wait to take those pictures of you in the boy's shower," Marsha replied in a confident tone.

"Ok, if it is heads you lose and tails I lose," Melanie called.

In a couple of seconds Summer heard the familiar clink of a coin hitting the tile floor and roll along the floor until it hit the locker.

"Fuck" was all that Marsha said.

"Ok, Marsha. All you can wear into the boy's locker room is this towel. Well it isn't really a bath towel. You could call it a hand towel so you can hide behind it a little. But, once we get to the door, you give me the towel and then head for the shower," were Melanie's instructions.

"Also, you are to be blindfolded so that if your picture is seen by anyone, the likelihood of someone recognizing you would be lowered. Put this on and let's go," Melanie instructed.

Resigned to her situation, Marsha grabbed the hand towel from Melanie and then turned her back to her so that the blindfold could be placed over her eyes. Once satisfied that she had the blindfold appropriately fixed to make sure that no light could be seen through the blindfold, Melanie reached into her book bag to retrieve the digital camera that would detail Marsha's ********** and ***********. Marsha was not aware that this had not been done to any of the other cheerleaders, but it was Melanie's idea to do it to the uppity cheerleader to put her in her place in the pecking order of the squad. Melanie got off on controlling the other cheerleaders and she always had one that she took complete control of during the season.

Marsha's small but perky breasts stood directly out in front of her with her little nipples hard as rocks from the dampness of the water still on her body, her being blindfolded and the anxiousness of the hazing she was experiencing at the direction of the senior cheerleader captain.

Melanie took several pictures of the unknowing, naive Marsha and then she took her elbow to guide her through the locker room. Summer could hear their breathing and she could hear Marsha whimper as she ran into one of the lockers. Summer was pretty sure that Melanie did that on purpose.

Now that she was alone, Summer once again began to furiously rub her clit. She felt close to orgasm, but could not bring herself off. Remembering how it felt to cum with the rubber dick in her pussy, Summer ran her other hand between her legs and tried to slide her middle two fingers into her pussy. But in the position she was in, it was more difficult than she wanted.

Summer pulled her feet up until her heels were drawn against her ass cheeks. Then Summer widened her knees outwardly until she could not stretch any further. In this position, Summer's middle fingers easily slipped inside her pussy. She began to saw her fingers in and out of her very moist pussy. Combined with her own juices and the remnants of the juices her young master had deposited in her 30-minutes ago, Summer's fingers were fully coated to piston deep into her pussy.

As the orgasm approached, Summer thrust her pelvis up to meet her thrusting fingers. Her middle two fingers circled her clit more feverishly than she could imagine. She pushed down one last time and she was rewarded with another explosion of ecstasy when her pussy flooded her fingers, the crotch of her thong and flowed down onto the bench.

Composing herself, Summer slowly lifted herself up off of the bench. Summer reached under the bench to find the envelop that surely contained another humiliating task for her to accomplish before being allowed to go home. She opened the envelop and was pleased to read that it only contained a key to locker 975. Summer was very happy that there was no message listing some dreadful thing to do. She straightened up as best she could, gathered up her purse and headed for the door.

Down the corridor and across the hall, Melanie had been busy taking pictures and generally a***ing poor Marsha. Melanie had made Marsha pose in several provocative positions that revealed her small patch of pubic hair, her tight ass cheeks and the perkiness of her small breasts.

Melanie's last action was to secure Marsha's hands above her head to the shower column that was centered in the shower area. There were five columns of shower heads with each columns having five spouts. Melanie had selected the back most column for the true initiation of Marsha.

William Demps, but everyone called him Willie, which he hated was standing at the entrance to the showers. William is the star defensive lineman, a senior and has committed to play football next year at the state university. William stood six feet five inches tall and weighed approximately 285 pounds. He was a terror on the football field, was an exceptional student and he liked young white cheerleaders. He had worked out an arrangement with Melanie to help her in mathematics if she would get him in a position to have his way with young Marsha. William's friends had talked about the night that Marsha had lost her cherry and how much she had liked having sex with black boys. It was his turn now.

"Ok Marsha, here is the drill. I will leave you here for 30-minutes. If you don't scream and plead to be released during that time, I will release you. If you do scream I will leave you here for another 30-minutes. Is that clear," Melanie asked the poor cheerleader.

"Melanie, please don't make me do that. I had no idea that was part of the initiation. Please," Marsha pleaded.

Melanie then produced Marsha's white cotton panties and ****** them into her mouth crotch first. Marsha struggled trying to push the damp cloth back out of her mouth, but Melanie was successful in pushing most of the panty into her mouth. Melanie took several more pictures form the side that accurately revealed panties stuffed in Marsha's mouth and she could easily make out the Victoria's secret writing on the waist band.

"Too late Marsha, I will be back in 30-minutes," were Melanie's last words.

Melanie stopped at each shower column and turned on the hot water on each. The steamy effect was good for pictures and it muffled most sounds.

Melanie quietly backed away from Marsha admiring her physic, how her muscles stretched with her hands above her head. From behind her, Melanie could see her breathing and squirming to untie herself from the shower column. But, Melanie had planned this out perfectly. She had used felt covered bindings that clasped together above the shower head. There was a long pipe that the water ran thorough to the head, but it had a loop that Melanie easily had thread the binder chain through. Marsha could move her arms some, but there was no way she could extricate herself from the bindings.

Melanie ran into fully nude William Demps. He was a mountain of a young man compared to Melanie. Melanie felt his hands on her hips and the semi-erect horse dick that hung between his legs. He leaned forward and whispered in Melanie's ear, "Ok, time for you to pay me back. Get on your knees and suck my cock."

Melanie had had the pleasure of William's cock before and quickly slipped to her knees. William took his cock in one hand and placed his other hand on the back of Melanie's head and guided her mouth to his cock head to Melanie's mouth. William began to slowly fuck the purple head of his cock in and out of Melanie's willing mouth. As his cock grew harder, William slowly and patiently slid his cock head past Melanie's teeth and to the back of her throat. He took it easy so that no slurping sounds came from her mouth because William did not want to alarm his waiting conquest.

Summer froze in her tracks as she had entered the boy's locker room searching for number 975. Though they were turned sideways in the shower, Summer could plainly see Melanie on her knees with William Demps' gigantic cock sawing in and out of her mouth. Summer could not move as she was mesmerized by not only the sight, but the size of the cock Melanie was happily sucking for all she was worth.

William placed a hand on each side of Melanie's face and began to quicken his pace. He wanted to be fully erect when he encountered Marsha. He was looking at the opposite end of the shower room looking at Marsha. He could see her tight ass cheeks and thighs as she struggled with her bindings and the cold floor.

William pulled his cock free of Melanie's mouth with a slight pop with her saliva coating almost the full nine inches. Melanie shook her head in protest, but William had other plans and needs. He and Melanie had done this before so he was comfortable with the way the young cheerleader was being presented to him. As a matter of fact, the last girl to be a victim of Melanie was his girlfriend for almost one year afterwards.

Summer still frozen could see Melanie's saliva coating William's massive cock. Over the past several days, Summer had felt, tasted and was penetrated by many different shaped and sized cocks. But, no cock was as big as William's. Summer had been turned on by the wanton way that Melanie had expertly sucked his cock to its full erection. She was mesmerized by the way it stood out directly from his groin pointing straight ahead at Melanie's face.

As William pulled Melanie to her feet, Summer moved quickly to her left avoiding eye contact with either of the teenagers, but also being able to spy on them to see what they were going to do next.

"Melanie, go in and turn off a couple of the showers as it is too steamy in there. I want you to be able to get some really good shots of my cock in Marsha's pussy," William whispered, but loud enough for Summer to hear from her secluded position.

Melanie picked up her camera that she had rested on her towel and walked back into the shower area. She turned off the first three columns, which only left on the column nearest to the restrained Marsha as her column was not on. Next Melanie took a couple of more pictures of Marsha from a kneeling position making sure that she got some close-up shots of her now pouty pussy lips. Melanie could see that Marsha pussy was coated with her juices and it was evident that this whole scenario was turning her on.

Marsha Edwards thought she heard noises, but because of the showers spouting hot streams of water, she could not be sure. She continued to struggle with her bindings as well as to try and ***** the panties that were in her mouth out. She could taste her juices from the crotch of her panties that had been ****** into her mouth by Melanie, but she wondered how they had become wet. She pressed her thighs together to try and stop the itching down there in her private area. "What is wrong with me," she thought to herself.

Summer watched as Melanie continued to take pictures in the shower. Summer edged around the locker wall that had secluded her and she was able to see straight down the row of shower columns. Summer could see Melanie, the back profile of William and then she saw poor Marsha Edwards. She was attached to the top of the shower column and she was facing towards the column. William was almost to her now and Summer could not move. From her vantage point she could see William's hands grabbing Marsha's hips.

Once she was touched, Marsha realized that she was not alone. The hands on her hips were not those of a girl as they were large and rough. She tried to scream and call Melanie's name but her white cotton panty gag only allowed a muffled sound to be emitted from her mouth. She felt herself being picked up and twisted causing her arms to cross above her head. Her hips were being lifted as if she were being levitated by a magician, but the rough hands told her that it was a man.

William raised the hips of his newest conquest up to his shoulder level and he lowered his lips to Marsha's pussy. William could see that there was only a small patch of dark pubic hair covering Marsha's pussy mound. He lowered his mouth down to the waiting pussy that was displayed for him as his hands cupped the young cheerleader's ass to his mouth.

Marsha struggled mightily to fight against the invasion, but with her hands tied above her and twisted by the mauler, she was only left with poor attempts to flail her legs to ward off the attacker. She felt her ass being cupped by strong hands and she tried to twist her body away from them. Marsha felt the hands cupping her ass begin to squeeze powerfully causing her to squeal into her panty gag from the pain that was being inflicted on her ass cheeks. When she relaxed the pain stopped. Given the brief respite, Marsha tried to lash out once more with her legs trying to kick her attacker.

William smiled as the cheerleader thrashed about in his arms. He had been able to raise Marsha's hips up even further so that his head was now between her thighs with her legs draped over his shoulders. He continued to lower his mouth until his nose met the small patch of pubic hair and his lips found Marsha's pussy lips. Quickly, William's tongue darted out of his mouth and into Marsha's tight hole. William knew that she was not a virgin based on what his friends had told him about their time with her, but she was very tight.

Melanie was now beside him and grabbing his long shaft, began to stroke him the full length of his cock. Melanie was an expert in manipulating people and quite apparently a cock. She felt William's cock jerk as she tightly gripped the purple head and then moved her hand down the full length and then back up to the tip. She felt how powerful it was. She remembered her first time on her hands and knees as William pounded her pussy after one of his best ball games. Todd Spillers had given Melanie to him as a reward for making the key play in one of last year's playoff game. It was then that she became a tool for Todd. She liked to manipulate people, but she found that Todd could manipulate her better. She tried to always see to it that Todd's directions were always followed by either the person of his interest or his instructions to her. Melanie liked to use cocks for her satisfaction and Todd was able to provide her with opportunities to satisfy her desires.

Summer was frozen by the scene. She was mortified that Melanie had been able to put Marsha in this situation and she was disappointed that one of her favorite students was taking advantage of another cheerleader. But, she was unable to move or assist Marsha. The erotic site of the cheerleader's legs now wrapped around and over William's strong shoulders while his mouth was buried in her pussy was *********** the English teacher. She was standing in the boy's locker room still only dressed in her lacy underwear, black thigh hi's, black ankle strap heels and her white rhinestone slut collar. Summer gripped her pocketbook tighter as the scene unfolded in front of her.

Melanie speeded up her manipulation of William's cock. She wanted some of his cum in or on her body as she did not care where. She loved the feel of a cock as it exploded and spewed its hot jism onto her skin or in one of her orifices. She did not care where or which one, just that she wanted it.

With a free hand, William pulled Melanie's hand away from his cock. He was in no mood to have her jerk him to an orgasm when he had the opportunity to slam his cock into Marsha's soaking pussy. She had initially resisted him, but as he brought her closer and closer to orgasm he could feel her resistance lessen. As orgasm approached, William was positioning himself so that he could slide her body down to his cock so that Marsha's orgasm coincided with him thrusting his black cock deep into the cheerleader's pussy.

Marsha could not believe that her body was betraying her. She was no saint and certainly she was not a virgin. But, what started out as an attack on her turned into an erotic turn-on for her. Marsha's body was beginning to edge towards the orgasm that it craved and she began to hump her hips against the anonymous mouth. She had no idea who it was, nor did she care.

All Marsha wanted was to allow her body to release the pent up orgasm that began while showering with Melanie. She had watched Melanie soap and rub her body so erotically that Marsha felt like it was her hands washing the older cheerleader's body. "Why am I feeling this way," she thought to herself as the tongue on her pussy suddenly was thrust deep inside her pussy. Marsha tried to grab the tongue with her pussy lips, but whose ever it was made clear that they knew what they were doing.

Summer continued to watch as she was frozen by the eroticism of the shower scene. Why was Melanie not helping to free her young teammate? Why was William doing those things to the bound and blindfolded young cheerleader? Why wasn't she doing anything Summer thought to herself?

Summer watched as William took his mouth away from Marsha's young, almost hairless pussy. She saw him pull her legs from around his neck and began to lower her down towards his large, erect black cock. Melanie was still on the floor of the shower trying her best to get access to William's cock, but he was not allowing her. Summer saw that the purple head of William's cock was positioned directly at the mouth of Marsha's pussy with her legs pressed against the chest of the defensive lineman with her feet on either side of his head.

Summer watched as Melanie grabbed the cock and guided towards Marsha's pussy. She could see the large "O" forming on Marsha's mouth as she felt the cock head slip between her swollen pussy lips.

"There was no way that that cock was going to go into that tiny girl," Summer mumbled to herself.

"Oh my God, yes," screamed Marsha.

Melanie stood back up and retrieved her camera. She began to take pictures again of the whole scene. Melanie had done this several times before and knew how to get the best shots while also concealing who it was being photographed. Well, Melanie knew that she had to get the money shot so that when she needed to manipulate either William or Marsha. Melanie would have evidence against both, either a **** or sexual promiscuity as it did not matter to her.

Summer continued to watch, but mindless that her right hand had slipped down her body and into her black lace thong. Her left hand continued to hold her pocketbook, but her right hand found her clit and once again was manipulating the erect knob causing her body to once again crave release. Summer's legs spread almost ************* as her eyes locked on William's massive cock began to piston in and out of Marsha's tight pussy. Melanie had vanished from the scene in her mind and all Summer could concentrate on was the sight and sound of the fucking.

As if on cue, Marsha's body erupted in orgasm as William buried his cock deep into her pussy. She was not worried about pregnancy as she had gone to the local health clinic to get birth control pills without her parent's knowledge. She had been having sex for two years and did not want to get pregnant. She also learned early on that boys say they will pull out, but never do.

"Oh my God I am cumming," Marsha grunted.

"Give it to me you bastard. Deeper asshole," Marsha screamed.

"Yes do it to her," Summer moaned.

Summer watched as she saw William begin to flood poor Marsha's tight pussy with his cum. He continued to pound his cock fully into the small sophomore cheerleader, while her legs were pressed against his chest. His big hands firmly planted on the taught cheeks of Marsha's ass gave him the leverage he needed to allow his cock to soar into Marsha's pussy hitting the "G" spot he thought and that is when she exploded on his cock. That connection had sent him over the cliff to orgasm also.

Todd was right Melanie thought. His timing was spot on as was hers. She had caught Marsha in the throes of orgasm without showing her face. She had turned around just in time to catch the unknowing English teacher in mid-orgasm with her hands stuffed down her panties, mouth wide open and eyes glued shut. It was what Melanie referred to as "another" money shot for her collection. Now she had the leverage for her grades and she only had Todd to thank.

Summer's orgasm subsided just enough for her to slip back into the depths of the locker room. She hid until she saw William slowly lower Marsha back down to a standing position. William then left the two girls in the shower as he walked back into the locker room area. Summer could she him quite clearly as his cock hung semi-erect between his legs as he pulled on a school tee shirt and a pair of matching silky gym shorts that the football players wore. He had not bothered to put on any underwear so Summer was treated with a good view of the cock hanging between the massive legs of the defensive lineman. He slipped his feet into flip flops and headed out the door.

Melanie had also placed her clothes in the boy's locker room. She had come out of the shower area while Summer had been pre-occupied watching William dress and leave. Melanie slipped on her tiny thong panty, matching bra, short blue jean skirt, tank top and her four inch platform sandals. She walked back into the shower, but did notice Summer standing almost invisible in the recesses of the locker area. Melanie smiled to herself at her successful photo session of both of her objects: Marsha and her bitchy English teacher.

Melanie whispered in Marsha's ear that she had successfully met the initiation challenge. She was proud of her for not crying out and that she took it like a champion. As she unlocked the bindings from the shower column, Marsha's body could not support the sudden weight and she collapsed onto the shower floor. Melanie reached down and took off the blindfold. Melanie left Marsha on the floor as she walked into the boy's locker room and threw the bindings and blindfold quickly into a locker.

Melanie walked back into the shower and with a little effort was able to lift Marsha to her feet. After she pulled the cotton panties from Marsha's mouth, Melanie asked, "Is everything alright Marsha? You look completely worn out. Were the bindings too tight," Melanie asked with a half crooked grin.

"No, I am ok. Just get me out of here so I can get dressed and go home please," Marsha begged.

Melanie thoughtfully had brought a large bath towel into the shower. She d****d it around the exhausted and used cheerleader. Melanie led Marsha out of the shower area and through the locker room. Summer could see the two girls exiting the shower area and noticed that Melanie's hands were supporting Marsha with one around her shoulders while the other casually gripped the cheerleader's ass under the towel. As she exited the locker room, Melanie flicked off the lights leaving Summer in almost total darkness.

Fortunately, there was light emanating from the emergency exit signs and a soft glow from the one light that stayed on for security purposes. Summer then realized that her hand was still buried in her lace thong and her fingers were covered in her juices. Summer felt her clit and it was still erect. She wondered to herself, "What is wrong with me? I just watched poor Marsha almost ****d, but she seemed to enjoy it. I got turned on by watching. What is wrong with me," Summer said to herself. Summer pulled her hand out of her panties and held them up to observe how they were soaked with her juices.

When she felt like the coast was clear, Summer started looking for the locker that her young master had told her to seek out. She had to think a minute and then remembered that it was 975. Summer followed the wall of lockers and noticed that the odd numbers were on the bottom. So to continue her search, Summer had to lean over and look at each locker number until she finally came to the locker. This locker was very close to the shower area and Summer was thankful that she had not gotten there earlier as she feared that she might have been discovered.

Thankfully, locker 975 was not locked. Summer reached down for the handle and pulled it upwards to release the clasping device. Immediately, Summer noticed the blindfold and bindings that she saw Melanie throw into a locker. She had no idea that Melanie had chosen this very locker to discard the binding items that she had used on the poor, manipulated cheerleader.

Summer reached in to pull out her blouse and skirt when she found the note taped to the door of the locker. As if on autopilot, Summer pulled the envelope that had been taped to the locker door knowing that it was more instructions for her to follow, which would inevitably lead to more *********** for her.

Slut,

So how did you like watching William's huge cock fucking poor innocent Marsha? Did it disgust you or did it turn you on? My bet is my slut that it turned you on and you had another orgasm. Are you confused by your body now? Well, I am not. I knew from the first moment we got together that you would be a very good slut with a lot of upside with proper training. But, tonight when you get home, I am going to give you a break. You can slip back into your teacher clothes that you found in the locker. Also, the binding materials you found in the locker, you will need to leave them hanging in the shower on the same column that you watched poor Marsha take William's enormous cock. I bet you wanted that cock inside you. Well, if you are a good slut, I will make that happen for you! Get dressed, place the bindings on the shower column and then go home. Tomorrow is Friday and we have a home game tomorrow night. I will tell you in the morning what to wear to school. Don't forget to make sure that you have lost the 5 lbs that you were instructed to accomplish. Get on your digital scales tonight when you get home and let me know where you are....by the way, I have them wired so that I can get the feedback on your weight. Until the morning slut.........

Master T

Summer simply crumbled the paper up into a ball, slammed it into her pocketbook and then took the bindings out of the locker. Summer picked up her neatly folded skirt and blouse and set them on the bench in front of the locker. She picked up the red silk blouse and noticed that it was wet from the bindings and blindfold that had been thrown on top of them by Melanie. Summer slipped the blouse on and buttoned it up. She was then aware that the blouse was wet in strategic places over both of her nipples.

Because of the shelf bra, her nipples were not covered by any of its material and it was quite obvious that her nipples were pierced because the wet material of the blouse was sticking to her erect nipples. It was dark and Summer was not worried about being seen by anyone. She reached for her black button up skirt, but decided to place the binding material in the shower on the column directed by Master T.

Summer slammed the locker door shut and picked up Melanie's binding material to head into the shower. Her heels made loud clicking noises as she crossed the wet tile floor. Once she had reached the fourth column, Summer extended her hands above her head and looped the restraint binder over the shower head. Summer hung the blindfold onto the water nozzle hoping that would please her young master. With her hands above her head, the tops of her thigh hi's as well as the magic marker tattoo would be visible to anyone looking, but fortunately Summer thought, no one was around.

Summer turned and headed out of the shower area when the lights came on in the locker room. She had been finding her way around with the light offered by the one overhead light used for security as well as the emergency exit lights. She stopped in her tracks still in the shower room only ten feet from her skirt. She paused to listen to see if she could determine who had turned on the lights, but she did not hear any conversations.

Summer got up onto her tiptoes and walked as quietly as she could until she reached the bench in front of locker 975. Summer reached down to the bench and picked up her black button skirt and stepped into it with first her right and then her left foot. She slid the skirt up her legs and over her hips. Summer tucked the tail of her blouse into the skirt, but she did not have time to button the top three buttons to secure the skirt around her waist.

Summer then heard the familiar noise of a trashcan on wheels as the janitor or janitors had made their way into the gymnasium to begin cleaning up after the ******** of the school. Summer held her breath hoping that she would not be discovered. She heard the door to the coach's offices open, which gave her the window of opportunity she needed to exit undetected from the boys locker room.

As she reached the door, she heard one woman say, "Lord Almighty, these boys are awful. I wonder if their parents let them throw their clothes and towels on the floor at home."

The second woman responded, "Yes it is awful. And those girls are worse. There were panties, bras and tampon wrappings all over the floor over there."

Summer had to wait by the door until she was sure that the women could not see her once she bolted out of the locker room rear door. She heard another door open followed by the wheels of the trash can. Summer quickly hit the horizontal latch and swung the door widely open.

Calvin Williams almost took the full ***** of the door against his face. He was able to just to back away as the door was flung open. Before he could gain his composure, he was face-to-face with Summer Wayne the English teacher who he had seen sneaking out of her classroom in the cheerleader outfit.

Summer's eyes widened to almost the size of saucers as she came face to face with Calvin Williams, the step ****** of William Demps. Summer's mind went back to the scene in the shower where she watched his stepson pound Marsha while she was tied to the shower column.

Summer was frozen with the look of a woman cornered and absolutely nowhere to run. She locked eyes with Calvin initially, then faced with the situation of being caught exiting the boy's locker room, Summer hung her head in resignation of the fact that she had made a terrible mistake, which could cause her to lose her job.

"Ms. Wayne, what in the world are you doing in the boy's locker room," Calvin asked.

Summer did not know how to respond. She could not think as to why a teacher would be in the boy's locker room at this time of the night. So, instead of answering, Summer just kept her head down and tried to edge her way past the large janitor and escape.

"Where do you think you are going, Ms. Wayne," Calvin asked.

Summer once again did not respond, but kept her head down trying to avoid eye contact with the large black man and his piercing eyes. With Calvin blocking her path Summer replied, "Mr. Williams, I was just checking on the locker room as I heard a funny noise as I was leaving the building."

"Oh, is that what you were doing Ms. Wayne," Calving said to the sheepish teacher. Continuing, "That is not what I gathered after seeing you in the hallway outside of your classroom about an hour ago. You were dressed in a cheerleader uniform, but you were wearing some pretty interesting hose as well as those sexy heels that you have on now."

Pressing further, "So tell me Ms. Wayne, what were you doing in the boy's locker room? Were you having sex with one of the high school students," Calvin asked.

"Oh no nothing like that Mr. Williams. I had worn the cheerleader uniform as an assist to the cheerleading team as a fundraiser," Summer lied.

"But why were you in the boy's locker room," Calvin asked again. "I mean, if you were returning the uniform, shouldn't you have returned it to the women's locker room?"

"I did do that Mr. Williams as I left the uniform in a locker in there. But, as I told you, as I was leaving I thought I heard a funny noise in the boy's locker room and I went in to check it out," Summer continued her lie.

"Forgive me if I don't believe you Ms. Wayne. I saw how you were dressed under your cheerleader skirt with the interesting writing on each of your firm, sexy ass cheeks," Calvin continued gaining the high ground in the conversation with the sexy English teacher.

Pressing further, Calvin continued, "I think we need to go ahead and meet with Mr. Harding about this. Why don't we go to my office and let's call him to discuss what has happened. He may believe your story, but I do not."

"Please Mr. Williams, I am telling you the truth. Let's go into the girl's locker room and I can show you where I placed the cheerleader uniform," Summer pleaded.

"What, so you can say you caught me in the girl's locker room looking through the lockers. I don't think so Ms. Wayne," Calvin replied.

"Oh no Mr. Williams. I was just wanting to show you that I was telling the truth about returning the uniform," said the now concerned teacher.

"Well I am not sure that I can trust you Ms. Wayne. After all, I caught you red handed coming out of the boy's locker room. I would think you would say anything to get out of trouble and you would figure to be believed over a black janitor anyway," Calvin hissed at the teacher knowing full well he had her now.

"Oh Mr. Williams, please let me show you that I put the cheerleader uniform in locker 447 in the girl's locker room so that you can believe me and put an end to your suspicions of me," Summer begged.

"I tell you what Ms. Wayne, give me your pocketbook so that way I will know that you cannot leave the building until we resolve your visit to the boy's locker room. Go into the girl's locker room now, stand directly beside locker 447 and do not open it," replied Calvin.

"Yes sir, Mr. Williams I will do that right now," Summer said as she handed over her pocket book to the massive janitor.

Calvin took the pocketbook from the teacher and watched as she walked down the hall to the entrance to the girl's locker room. He then went into the boy's locker room and discovered that his two women employees had already cleaned the room, which meant that they had also cleaned the girl's locker room. He turned to leave when he looked into the shower area and saw the binding chain as well as the blindfold. "I wonder what the teacher was doing with these things in the boy's locker room," Calvin thought to himself.

Calvin decided that the binding material might come in handy while ******* the English teacher to offer up some incentives to keep him from turning her into Principal Harding. All kinds of thoughts went through his mind, but the first one was to get the teacher dressed in the uniform again.

Summer walked through the almost completely dark girl's locker room. As was the case in the boy's locker room, there was one overhead light on to provide light for security as well as the light emitted by the emergency exit signs over the doors. Summer did not dare turn on any more lights as she wanted to be as inconspicuous as was possible. She did not want to have to be made to wait with bright lights illuminating her this late at night in the girl's locker room.

Calvin purposefully walked around the boy's locker room checking to see if there were any other items that may have been left out for discovery. He was not sure why the chain bindings and blindfold were hung in the shower, but he was sure that the prim English teacher had a part in it.

Summer was standing beside locker 447 as she had been directed. She could feel sweat beginning to form under her nose and on her forehead. She was also getting that funny feeling in her stomach when she found herself in a humiliating situation. "Be calm, you have already given a good reason for your being in the boy's locker room," she said to herself.

Calvin continued to delay going onto the girl's locker room. He kept listening out for the female janitorial staff members because he did not want to get caught by them in the girl's locker room. But, more importantly, he did not want to be interrupted when he went in there to get his piece of Ms. Wayne.

Summer continued to stand beside the row of lockers next to number 447 as she had been directed. She felt very uneasy with the amount of time she was being made to wait by the big janitor. He was quite intimidating and he almost made Summer tremble when he confronted her coming out of the locker room and then saying that she would accuse him of being in the girl's locker room. Summer just wanted to get the explanation over, show him the locker containing the cheerleader uniform and then be allowed go home.

Summer heard the door to the girl's locker room open and then close. She assumed that it was Calvin, but she was not sure. Summer remained silent until she heard the janitor call out, "Ms. Wayne are you in here like I told you to be?"

"Yes Mr. Williams I am standing by locker 447 like you told me to do," replied the timid teacher.

Calvin smiled to himself as he wandered through the locker room smelling the air that was mixed with all sorts of different fragrances used by the girls of the high school. It had been a while since he had been the girl's locker room. He tried to avoid going into the room to avoid any issues with the students or parents. He relied on his female staff to take care of this locker room. But tonight, he was going to use the locker room for his benefit.

"Well, Ms. Wayne I am pleased that you can follow directions quite well," Calvin said as he approached the teacher.

"I just want to show you the contents of this locker, which should prove to you that I am telling the truth. I am uncomfortable with you questioning me like you did as I came out of the boy's locker room," Summer stated trying to take control of the conversation.

"Well Ms. Wayne, I am not sure how you showing me the contents of a locker will prove that you were in the boy's locker room chasing ghost sounds now will it," the big janitor said.

"No Mr. Williams, I do not expect you to believe my story just because of the contents of this locker. But, you should understand that the reason I even happened to be in the locker area was to deliver the cheerleader outfit back to this locker," Summer replied.

"Well, let's just see what is in the locker Ms. Wayne," Calvin said.

Calvin watched as Summer bent over to open the locker. Calvin got a pretty good view of Summer's ass and he could just make out the thin lines of her thong panties through the material of her black skirt. He watched as Summer reached into the locker and saw the cheer leader outfit in her hands as she stood back up.

"You see Mr. Williams, I am telling you the truth about the uniform," Summer said triumphantly.

"Well you know Ms. Wayne, I have already told you that I have seen you in the cheerleader uniform this evening. I saw you as you locked your classroom door, dropped your key and then watched as you walked down the hallway," Calvin replied.

"But, you know what Ms. Wayne, I did not see you carrying the clothes that you have on as you exited your classroom. So where were your clothes Ms. Wayne," Calvin said as he tightened his grip on the teacher.

"You saw me in the hallway Calvin," Summer questioned.

"Call me Mr. Williams when you address me. I am not some stupid janitor Ms. Wayne. I own the company that contracts with the school system. You address me respectfully," Calvin answered angrily.

Calvin immediately saw a change in the teacher's demeanor. He saw how she hung her head and could not look him directly in the eyes. She has some submissive tendencies he could see forming right in front of him.

Stepping closer to the teacher, he held out her purse and he placed it in her hand. Looking into Summer's eyes Calvin noticed the white rhinestone color around the teacher's neck. He stared at the collar until he heard the teacher speak to him.

"Mr. Williams, I am sorry that I addressed impolitely though it was not my intention. I thought that we could be on more friendly terms as we discuss what I was doing down here in the locker area," Summer trying to be as moderate, but strong in her reply.

"Well, I am used to women referring to me as Mr. Williams and I expect that from you given the situation," Calvin once again sternly replied.

"So, Ms. Wayne, where were the clothes that you now have on? They were not in your arms as you left your classroom and your pocketbook is too small for you to have taken them from there," Calvin asked.

Summer still was unable to look up into the janitor's eyes. He towered over her and she was becoming more and more intimidated by him. Summer wanted to resolve the situation and get out of there as fast as possible. She looked up at the janitor and said, "Mr. Williams, my clothes were here in this locker. I had changed down here and then went back into the school building for my meeting for the cheerleader fundraising meeting."

"Ms. Wayne, do you take me for some kind of fool? Why do you think I will believe a flimsy story like that just because you are dressed sexy," Calvin replied.

"I do not believe that you came down here, stripped off your blouse, skirt and put on the cheerleader outfit. Then, after making that change, you want me to believe that you walked back through the school with your tits hanging out of the top and with the tops of your hose clearly showing as you walked," Calvin asked.

Summer felt like she was being boxed into a corner by the big, intimidating janitor. And, the fact that he was the ********** of William Demps, who she had watched practically **** Marsha Edwards only minutes earlier made the situation even more demeaning as well as humiliating. She was getting deeper into a situation that she so desperately wanted to get out of, but Summer did not see a direct path right then.

"Please Mr. Williams, you have to believe me because that is the truth," Summer lied.

"Well let's say for arguments sake that I believe you. I have one question for you Ms. Wayne," Calvin said.

Seeing an opening for an exit out of the situation, Summer replied, "You can ask me anything Mr. Williams."

"That is good Ms. Wayne. So tell me, what are you doing with a dog collar around your neck at school," Calvin asked.

Summer was crest fallen. She had forgotten about the white rhinestone collar and now she was being asked about it by the man who had caught her coming out of the boy's locker room. The man who had seen her in the cheerleader uniform and had seen the magic marker tattoos that her young master had written on her ass cheeks. Summer's eyes were welling up with tears as she knew that she was in a familiar, but unwanted position with another dominate man.

"Mr. Williams, it is not really a dog collar. It is a leather necklace that my husband gave me and I like to wear it every so often," Summer continuing to lie hoping that at some point one would stick and she could get out of there.

"Oh, I see. Well then, why does your collar have a plate that says "Slut" on it then Ms. Wayne," Calvin asked closing in on the woman.

"You know Ms. Wayne, I am thinking that your story is just a bunch of cock and bull. I don't know what boy you were meeting in the locker room, but I am sure that Mr. Harding will be very interested in your story. Let's go up to my office and call him. I cannot afford for him to find out at some later date that you are having sex with one of the students and that he finds out that I caught you, but did not report you immediately," Calvin replied tightening the noose around the teacher's pretty neck.

"Mr. Williams please, please don't do that. I beg you to believe my story because it is the truth. I am not having sex with any of the boys here at the school," Summer replied hoping that the big janitor could not see the lie in her eyes.

"Well then, answer this question. You are an English teacher, yet you walk around dressed like a slut and now I find you walking out of the boy's locker room with a dog collar on that has an engraved plate with "Slut" lettering. What am I to think Ms. Wayne," Calvin asked the reeling teacher.

"The plate was supposed to stay hidden by my hair Mr. Williams," Summer replied tears starting to flow down her cheeks.

"Well Ms. Wayne, I think the collar, your clothes that you have on, the magic marker writing on your ass cheeks and the way your nipples are poking through your red blouse all add up to slut. You have to be fucking one of the students," Calvin said further tightening the noose on his new play thing.

Calvin continued, "Ms. Wayne we have to go ahead and call Mr. Harding. We cannot have a teacher that is a slut influencing the minds of our young people. I cannot have you influencing my stepson either. He has too much to lose even though he says you are his favorite teacher. I can certainly see why now."

"Wait a minute you slut. Had you just finished fucking my stepson in the boy's locker room when I caught you slinking out of the door," Calvin grasping the situation even more tightly.

"NO Mr. Williams, I was not fucking William in the locker room, I promise," Summer replied.

"Well looking at you now, I don't have any reason to believe you. Look at your skirt, it isn't even buttoned up all the way. It is a wonder it is staying up at all. God, you even have make-up on that makes you look like a slut," said Calvin.

Continuing, "I have had enough of this conversation. Let's go Ms. Wayne."

"Please Mr. Williams I was not having sex with William. I cannot afford to have you call Mr. Harding because of such an innocent situation," Summer pleaded.

"Why shouldn't I call the principal and tell him what a slut you are Ms. Wayne," replied Calvin.

"Mr. Williams please don't call him. I promise not to discuss this with anyone, just let me go home," said the trapped teacher.

"I cannot do that Ms. Wayne. I believe you are fucking a student and if Harding finds out that I knew, my company will lose its contract. I cannot afford to take that risk financially for a slut like you Ms. Wayne," Calvin replied.

"Mr. Williams please. Don't call Principal Harding. I cannot afford to be questioned about something that has not happened. Can't I convince you to just forget about it," asked the nervous teacher.

"Well slut, my not calling Mr. Harding will help you, but what protections do I have. I know you are fucking a student, I just do not know who yet. Convince me not to tell Harding about his slut English teacher," Calvin said.

"Mr. Williams, I have done nothing wrong, please don't call Mr. Harding. I don't know how else to convince you," replied the teacher seeking higher ground.

"Well, you are the only one who will benefit from my not calling. What are you willing to do for me to keep me from calling Mr. Harding," Calvin asked.

"Whhhhaaa what do you mean Mr. Williams," Summer replied.

"I mean, what are you willing to do for me to keep me from calling Harding," Calvin replied.

"I still don't understand what you mean Mr. Williams," Summer sheepishly replied.

"I mean, what are you going to do for me to keep me from calling Mr. Harding and telling him what a slut you are. I would have to tell him that I suspect that you are fucking at least one of the boys at the school. Is that clearer for you Ms. Wayne," Calvin said quite strongly.

"Why are you demanding some type of payment from me Mr. Williams? We are only talking about you're not believing the reason for me to be in the boy's locker room," Summer replied hoping to change the conversation back to an escape.

Summer could feel the body heat of the janitor as he moved even closer to her. He had had one of his hands behind his back, which Summer had found quite disturbing. She did not know what he had behind his back, but she was afraid that it was some type of weapon that he might use to threaten her in some way.

"Well Ms. Wayne, I believe that you are fucking a student. And, I believe that you are very interested in some kinky forms of sex because look what I found in the boy's shower," Calvin said as he pressed closer to the now cowering teacher.

The intimidating, black janitor brought his left hand from behind him and showed the English teacher the binding restraints as well as the blindfold. He could see in Summer's eyes that she was being ****** into a corner. He knew right away that she knew about the items and he was wondering if she had been subjected to them in the boy's locker room. "Boy, this is working better than I could have imagined," the janitor thought to himself.

"Well, slut are these yours," Calvin said as he shook the binding items directly in Summer's face, which made water drops splash onto the poor teacher's face and blouse.

Calvin could see Summer's chest rising and falling as she drew shallow breathes. He could see that she did not know what to say because she recognized the items, but she could not bring herself to identify them.

Pressing further the janitor continued his now verbal assault on the teacher, "So, now we are talking about a teacher not only have sex with a student or students, but she also is engaging in some type of bondage right here at school in the locker rooms."

"Are these yours slut," Calvin hissed as he shook the items at her again.

All Summer could think to do was to look away from the wrist restraints and blindfold. It brought back to her mind the picture of William's large cock fucking into and out of the small cheerleader. Summer could almost hear her moans as Marsha's body was wracked in orgasm.

"So, now I think you realize the position you have gotten yourself into Ms. Wayne, or the name on your collar, "Slut", which do you think," Calvin said to the teacher as he pressed his body against Summer.

"Please Mr. Williams, I do not know where those came from. I am not having sex with a student. Please let me leave," Summer pleaded.

"Ok, slut there is the door. Get out of here because I don't have to have you in my office when I call Mr. Harding," Calvin said quite confidently.

Summer knew she was now trapped. The janitor had enough circumstantial facts to get Mr. Harding's attention. She would be called into the principal's office to be ****** to answer many of the same questions that Calvin was asking her now. There would be no way for her to fully convince the principal that her actions were innocent especially given the fact that Calvin had seen her in the cheerleader uniform coming out of her classroom. And, the janitor had surmised correctly that she had had to change clothes in the locker room. Calvin just was not sure if she had changed in the girl's or boy's locker room. Either way she was cornered and Summer knew it.

"Oh God Mr. Williams, what will it take to get you to not call Principal Harding," Summer asked quite submissively.

"Now that is better Ms. Wayne my new slut. You are going to be my little plaything until such time as either I am tired of you or it becomes evident that you are a true slut and I can use you in my business dealings," Calvin replied.

The janitor moved back from the teacher who had accepted her fate. Summer could feel that familiar ache in her stomach when she knew she was with a dominant man and she knew that her body would be taking over her actions because she wanted to fulfill her deep need to please.

"Well, let's start with you following my directions," Calvin stated.

"Strip off your blouse and skirt. I want to see that body of yours," Calvin commanded.

Summer hesitated too long and her hesitation drew the ire of the big black janitor when he said, "Slut, strip off your clothes or I will rip them from that fine body of yours."

Summer lowered her head and raised her hands to the buttons of her red silk blouse. As she unfastened each button, more of her cleavage came into view for her new tormentor. Summer could feel her nipples hardening against the silk fabric, which did not go unnoticed by the janitor.

When Summer reached the button at the top of her still unbuttoned skirt, she tugged on the shirt to pull it free of her skirt. Summer then unbuttoned the last two buttons of her blouse, which let the blouse open to reveal most of her chest, but it still covered her nipples.

"Take it off slut," Calvin hissed.

Summer started to turn around for some modesty, but her action was met with a quick, "Nope" from the janitor. Summer slowly slipped the blouse off of one then the other shoulder and she let it slip down her arms until it fell to the floor. Summer was now standing in front of the janitor with her breasts supported in her black lace shelf bra that did nothing to hide her erect nipples. Her skirt was still unbuttoned at her waist as in her haste to leave the boy's locker room, she had neglected to fasten each button, which is when her current situation started.

Calvin Williams' eyes almost popped out of his head. He had seen pictures of pierced nipples before, but he had never seen a woman's breast with piercings. The gold bar bell piercings made the teacher's nipples stand out proudly from her half dollar areolas. The bars were at the base of the nipples, which would make them stand erect all the time. Summer's bra did nothing to hide her nipples, but it did help to support her breasts and put her nipples on display quite nicely.

"Ok slut, take off your skirt," Calvin ordered.

Because her skirt was partially unbuttoned, all Summer had to do was unfasten one more button and the skirt easily slipped to the floor in a pool around her feet. Summer did not move or even look into the eyes of the intimidating janitor. She just waited for the next inevitable and humiliating instruction. But, she had to wait as her janitor tormentor was taking his time looking at her body. Summer could feel her pussy lips were exposed and the thin strip of material of her thong was pressed between them. That meant that her pussy lip piercings would soon be discovered by Calvin. Summer was deep in thought, not wanting to look at Calvin because she did not want him to see the desire building up inside her.

"Very nice my slut. Turn around and let me take a look at that sexy ass of yours," Calvin said.

Without hesitation, Summer turned around so that her back was now towards Calvin. She suddenly remembered her magic marker tattoos that her young master had placed on each ass cheek earlier in the evening.

"Wow you've got some serious whelps on your ass teacher. Who has been paddling you tonight, I wonder. And, who wrote that on your ass," Calvin questioned.

Summer did not reply. If she did, then she would be admitting to having sex with a student. She felt the better way to go was to avoid answering his question altogether in the hope that he would not press for further information. But, like all of Summer's previous thoughts when it came to dominant men, she was wrong again.

"Tell me slut, who paddled you and then wrote Ms. Wayne Cum Slut on your ass cheeks," Calvin commanded.

"If you must know Mr. Williams, it was my husband this morning. He did that to give me something to remember him by as he went out of town for a couple of days," Summer once again found herself lying to another man about her situation.

"Bend over and place the palm of your hands on that bench there in front of you slut," Calvin ordered.

Summer turned to her right and while facing the row of lockers, slowly lowered herself until she was bent ninety degrees. She placed her hands flat down on the bench. In this position, Summer's ass would be clearly visible to Calvin.

Calvin then ordered, "Spread those legs slut. Just let those black heels slide outwards until you cannot spread them any further."

Summer slowly inched her feet further and further apart. The pressure of the bent position when combined with the stretching of her legs was causing the muscles in her thighs and stomach to begin to burn. Once she had spread her legs as far as she could, Summer slid her hands forward just a little to allow her fingers to slip over the edge of the bench so that she could better support herself, as well as to keep her from falling over.

Standing behind the exposed teacher was having a tremendous effect on the janitor. His cock was now more than semi erect and it was pressing against the material of his khaki slacks. Calvin had his iPhone out and began to take pictures of the slut bent before him. He made sure to focus on each ass cheek as well as the total picture of this woman complying with his demands. He glanced through the first couple of pictures when he noticed something shiny between the woman's legs.

"Put your head down on the bench slut and then grab your ass cheeks with each hand to spread them for me," Calvin ordered.

Summer hesitated because she thought that one of two things would occur. Either she would topple over when she tried to lower her head down to the bench or her feet would slip and she would tumble to the floor. But, her indecision caused her to feel the heat on her ass from a quick, hard slap on each.

Something inside her reacted more submissively when she was spanked. The shear act of being spanked brought back memories of her early years with her husband James who would spank her ass while he fucked her from behind. It had been years since he had aggressively fucked and spanked her, but Summer still remembered how she felt to have her ass spanked while being fucked.

Summer slowly lowered her head down until it rested on the hard wooden bench. The pressure of this position was causing her legs to begin to really burn as her muscles were stretched to their maximums. Summer, once convinced that she was balanced, reached around with both of her hands, grabbed each cheek and then spread them for Calvin's inspection.

"My lord teach, you are a slut. Those are very nice piercings. I bet your hubby sometimes ties those rings together so he doesn't have to worry about you fucking a neighbor or student," Calvin said with a mock laugh.

Summer did not respond. The sheer degrading act of being displayed to another dominant man was having the now normal effect on her. Summer could feel her pussy begin to moisten and she feared that it would not be too long, especially in this position that her juices would begin to flow out of her pussy and down her legs. Summer's legs were beginning to shake due to the exertion of maintaining the spread wide position. Her black, four inch ankle strap heels put additional pressure on her calves as they did nothing to support the spread position.

Calvin walked up behind Summer. She could feel his pants graze across her ass cheeks as he stepped closer to her. She felt his hands on her hips and then his fingers slipped under the thin side straps of her thong. Summer felt the thong being pulled down her hips and down her legs until it was stretched between her thighs so it could not be lowered any further without ripping. "Pull your feet together slut and let's get this thong off of you," Calvin ordered.

Summer slowly slid her feet together, which allowed the thong to slide down her legs to her ankles. But, the new position of her legs pressed together and her head pressed down onto the wooden bench made her hamstrings tighten to where she felt a cramp beginning in each. Summer felt hands around her ankles: first one then the other foot was lifted so that her thong was no longer around her feet. In this position, Calvin Williams' eyes were looking directly into the crack of Summer's ass and he could clearly see her swollen pussy lips. He also now knew that his new slut's pussy, ass hole and crack were cleanly shaven, which he loved in his women.

Summer felt his nose first and then his tongue sneaked between her ass cheeks. The janitor's tongue snaked its way down her ass crack until if found her swollen pussy lips. She felt his tongue first flick the piercings and then it found its way between her pussy lips. Calvin pushed his tongue strongly against the teacher's pussy lips and Summer tried in vain to keep it out. But, he either was too strong or her pussy lips were too weak as the tongue found its way inside her pussy.

Summer felt hands on her hips as she was being pulled back to meet the tongue that was now buried deep in her pussy. Calvin's nose was pressed against the bud of her anus and he worked the tip of his nose against it. Calvin slowly moved Summer backward and forward in rhythm with his tongue's assault on her pussy. Calvin was an expert in sucking a woman's pussy if he said so himself. But this pussy was some of the finest he had ever tasted. His tongue was buried deep inside the English teacher and he could feel her pussy muscles gripping his tongue.

As Calvin's tongue brought her closer to orgasm, Summer began to moan and push harder against the invading tongue. She needed another orgasm and the black janitor was going to give it to her. She loved how he was making her feel at that moment and she did not worry about anything, but achieving the orgasm that her body now craved.

Calvin could feel Summer's urgency in her thrusts back against his tongue and face. He continued to work his tongue in and out of her pussy, but he was mindful of not allowing her to cum until he was ready. As Summer's body began to push even harder back against his tongue, Calvin pushed back against the woman with his hands and was able to free his tongue from her pussy.

"Please don't stop Mr. Williams. I am so close to cumming," Summer pleaded.

"I am not ready for you to cum yet my slut. I have other plans for you at this moment," Calvin replied.

As he stood up, his fully erect cock pushing at the material of his pants and leaving a wet spot right where the head pressed tightly through his silk, bikini briefs underwear. He rubbed his cock a little to help it stand more erect in his pants. Now it was his turn to receive pleasure from this slut teacher.

"Ok slut, sit down on the bench and spread your legs as wide as you can," Calvin told the teacher.

Slowly and carefully, Summer raised herself up to a standing position. With the rush of ***** to her head, she almost toppled over, but she was able to catch herself. She turned around and sat down on the same place where only seconds ago her head was pressed down onto the bench.

When she looked up, she could see the huge bulge in the janitor's pants. She thought to herself if it was the same size as the cock of his stepson, which she had seen in the shower as he powerfully fucked poor Marsha, she may not be able to take the cock into her mouth. Once Summer had spread her legs fully, Calvin moved forward until he was standing directly in front of the teacher with his cock almost at her eye level.

"Unzip my pants slut and take out my cock," Calvin ordered.

Without hesitation, Summer first unfastened the janitor's wide black belt, next she unbuttoned the front opening of his pants. Summer then grabbed the zipper clasp and slowly lowered the zipper. As his pants became loose, they easily slid down his big, powerful thighs and landed with a thud as the big belt buckle hit the tile floor. Next Summer reached up to pull down the janitor's silk underwear.

"Not with your hands slut. Use your teeth," Calvin ordered.

Calvin pressed forward which allowed Summer to place her face against the taunt abdomen of the janitor. She opened her mouth and caught the waist band of the bikini in her teeth and slowly tugged it away from his abdomen. Once she did this, the large head of Calvin's cock sprung free from the confines of the black briefs. The head plopped against Summer's nose. Summer worked her way to the right and the left as she slowly was able to work the underwear over the janitor's hips and over his ass. It was grueling for her to only use her teeth, but she eventually was able to free the entire cock from the briefs.

Summer could see the thick bush surrounding the cock and balls of the janitor. She could smell his dried sweat from his pubic area. She continued using her mouth to work the underwear down past his balls and onto his thighs. At this point, Calvin's huge erection rested comfortably on the top of the teacher's head. His cock ************* jerked in reaction to the close proximity of the woman's mouth.

Calvin looking down and training his iPhone was able to capture the action of the teacher as she used her mouth to lower his underwear. He was able to capture her face completely and there was no doubt as to who was manipulating his underwear releasing his cock. Summer leaned forward and with her head between the massive thighs of the janitor, her newest tormentor, pressed down on the briefs ******* them to fall down his legs. Summer felt that large cock of the janitor resting on her head. She remained bent over with her head between Calvin's legs waiting for his next command.

"Alright my teacher slut, sit back up straight on the bench," Calvin commanded.

Summer backed out from between the thighs of the janitor and sat up straight on the bench. As she rose up from her bent position the janitor's cock slipped by her face and Summer was shocked at the size, girth and weight of the cock. She also noticed that the head of the cock was secreting pre-cum already.

"Now slut, I am going to place my cock on your lips. You are going to lick the head of my cock until it is nice and slippery. Then you are going to cup my balls with one hand and with the other you will guide my cock past your lips and teeth to the back of your throat. You will not bite my cock or you will be sorry," Calvin said as he held the teacher's head in his hands slightly squeezing her temples to add emphasis to his words.

Summer's mouth was only inches from Calvin's cock. He was standing between her legs with the inside of her thighs pressed up against the outside of the massive thighs of the janitor. Calvin drew Summer's head forward and as the tip of his cock touched Summer's lips, he saw her tongue dart between her lips to begin to lick the head of his cock. Calvin watched as Summer gave his cock a warm bath with her saliva. The contrast of the teacher's red lipstick covered lips and her pink tongue circling the head of his cock was captured on his iPhone. He had wrapped his left hand tightly into the teacher's hair while holding the phone to his face with his other hand.

Calvin captured several images of Summer's face with her eyes closed, but her tongue and lips wrapping around his cock. Looking down, Calvin said, "Slut, open your eyes, suck the head of my cock into your mouth. Make me feel like you want my cum."

Calvin pressed his hips forward while pulling the teacher's head forward with his left hand. He felt the head of his cock pop into the teacher's mouth and he pressed forward just a little to give the teacher time to adjust to the cock. Calvin did not want his first blow job from his newest slut to not go well. He was a patient man and he knew that his cock was bigger than normal. He wanted this slut to become used to its size as well as the cum he planned on dumping down the teacher's throat and into her stomach.

When he felt like she had adjusted, Calvin pressed his cock forward into Summer's mouth while using his left hand pulling her head forward. Summer was tightly gripping the base of Calvin's cock trying to push back against his groin to prevent the cock from being ****** down her throat or ripping her lips. She, as instructed, was massaging Calvin's large hairy balls while her face was being slowly fucked by his monster cock.

"Open your eyes slut and look at me," Calvin commanded.

Summer opened her eyes and was met with a flash from the camera, which Calvin held in his right hand. Summer's eyes blinked immediately and tears began running down her cheeks from the exertion she was making to take the cock into her mouth without gagging because of its size. Summer was also breathing heavily through her nostrils as there was no air coming into her mouth.

"Keep your eyes open slut while I let you suck my cock," Calvin ordered.

Slowly Calvin began to work more of his cock into the teacher's mouth. He felt Summer fighting the advance of his cock head as it approached the back of her throat. Summer was sure that at any moment the large cock would be jammed down the back of her throat and probably tearing a hole in her throat cavity. But to her surprise, she felt the cock being pulled back and almost out of her mouth.

"Suck the head slut, lick it and coax my cum down your throat," Calvin directed.

Summer immediately began moving her mouth up and down the cock head. The head had to be at least three inches in length. With her right hand, Summer began to pump the thick shaft hoping to cut short the assault on her mouth. With her left hand, Summer massaged the two large hairy balls trying her best to milk the cum out of the balls and into her mouth to end her humiliating ordeal.

Calvin was quite pleased with the enthusiasm that his slut teacher was showing him and his cock. He had switched the camera settings to video and he was capturing the teacher's efforts to suck the cum right out of his cock. Unfortunately for the teacher, Calvin knew that though a blow job is great, his cum will be deposited deep in the slut's pussy tonight. There will be other times during the day when he would have the English teacher come down to his office for some type of service request and he would let her make payment with a blow job.

Calvin felt his cock harden just a little more intensely signaling that he was heading towards an orgasm. He did not want to pull out of the slut's mouth just yet, so he thought of the times he was going to have with the English teacher in the future. He kept recording her efforts because at his poker meeting on Saturday night, he was going to be sharing the face of his newfound slut with his poker buddies. Calvin imagined having Summer serve as hostess for the night and ultimately being the prize for the big winner for the night. His playing partners were all business clients and she would be an asset to his efforts to get more business. He would have to find a way to make sure her identity remained safe, but that was an issue for another day.

Calvin put the phone back in his shirt pocket. Using both hands, he pulled the teacher's lips from his cock head while she fought to keep it in her mouth. Summer did not release her grip on the base of the cock or on his balls. Summer tried her best to suck the cock head back into her mouth, but she was not successful. She feared what was about to happen to her and she imagined a trip to the hospital with a damaged pussy as the reason.

Calvin kneeled down onto the floor. He grabbed each of Summer's legs by her knees and scooted her ass towards him until it was on the edge of the bench. In that position, his cock was poised directly at the mouth of his slut's pussy. Calvin spread Summer's legs further and rested the back of her knees in the palms of each of his hands. He then inched his cock to the mouth of Summer's pussy and slightly inserted the large head into the mouth of her pussy. He could see the rings in her lips on either side of his cock which was a very good contrast.

"Ok, slut. I want you to relax as I slide my cock into that tight pussy of yours. Don't worry, I am not going to damage your pretty little pussy, but I am going to dump a very large load of hot cum into it," Calvin said with an authoritative voice.

"Please Mr. Williams, don't put that monster in me. Please let me suck your cock," Summer begged.

"There will be time for that my slut teacher. But, tonight, I am burying my cock in that tight pierced pussy of yours," Calvin replied.

"Stop calling me Mr. Williams. From now on, no matter where you see me, you will refer to me as Sir," Calvin commanded.

"Yes Sir," was Summer's response.

With the teacher's legs cradled in his hands, Calvin pulled her pussy towards his cock. At the same time, Calvin pushed his pelvis forward and was able to push the head of his cock into the wet and waiting pussy of the English teacher. He paused for a couple of seconds and then Calvin started to push his cock deeper into the teacher's pussy. He pulled back a little and then pushed his cock back into the ever moistening teacher's pussy. He had to admit that this former prim and proper teacher had the pussy of a young woman. Summer's pussy muscles continued to grab and hold onto the janitor's massive cock. Summer felt her body begin to shiver as the full girth of the monster cock began to stretch her pussy lips as more and more of the cock slipped past the piercings.

Summer looked down between her wide spread legs and watched as Calvin expertly fucked his cock slowly in and out of her pussy. She watched as her pussy lips became more swollen with each thrust of the big black cock. Summer felt familiar feelings in the pit of her stomach as her body approached another orgasm. She watched the cock pull almost out of her pussy and then be pushed deeper with each thrust. Summer did not know how long the cock was, but the girth and width felt like a baseball bat.

Suddenly, when Calvin pushed his cock in another inch, the tip of his cock hit Summer's special place and she erupted in orgasm. She flooded the shaft and her juices ran out of her pussy onto the bench. Calvin could feel the teacher cumming around his cock and he speeded up his thrusts. He was not able to fully insert his cock, but he felt pretty sure that he was burying about nine inches of his cock with each thrust.

"Oh God Sir, you are making me cum," Summer shouted. She no longer cared who might hear her as her body determined her response.

"That's it slut, let me feel that cum. Coat my cock with your pussy juices. Fuck me harder slut," Calvin said to the now thrashing teacher.

Calvin released the teacher's legs so he could grab Summer's ass cheeks so he could work more of his cock into her pussy. He felt Summer's legs slide down his ribs and then she placed black heels squarely on his hips using the leverage to try to get more of his cock into her pussy.

Summer was just coming down from her orgasm, when Calvin was able to push another inch of his cock into the teacher's erupting pussy. That extra inch in her pussy caused Summer to erupt again and this time she began to squirt her juices all over the cock imbedded inside her pussy, his balls and the bench.

"God you are one hot fuck teach. Take all of my cock you slut," Calvin grunted.

"Oh God no sir, I cannot take all of your cock. It is too big," Summer pleaded even as her heels dug into the hips of the janitor.

Calvin got into a rhythm with his new found slut and was able to work ten inches into her without causing too much pain. He began to quicken his pace and he saw Summer's eyes wide open looking into his. He could see both fear and ecstasy on her face, but she would not release her grip on his cock or his hips. "Grab your nipples slut and pull them hard," Calvin ordered.

Summer raised her hands up from their supporting position on the bench and grabbed each nipple as well as the bar bell piercings. She began to twist and pull the nipples as Calvin had demanded. Summer pulled the nipples away from her body and stretched them as far as she could. Once Summer had pulled the nipples as far as they could be pulled, she began to twist each nipple in rhythm with Calvin's pelvic thrusts. "Oh God sir, fuck me deeper," Summer gasped.

Calvin tried his best to accommodate the new slut. He pushed as hard as he could until his cock head hit the very top of Summer's vaginal passage. He knew that he could hit it harder, but he did not want to damage his new found slut. He just kept sliding his cock deep into Summer's pussy always touching the deepest most recesses of her pussy. He felt her begin to shiver and he thrust once again deeply into her pussy when she erupted in a third orgasm.

"Sir, what are you doing to me? I am cumming again," Summer said as her voice tailed off.

"Don't worry my slut. Get ready for your sir's cum," Calvin shouted as he buried his cock a little deeper into Summer and his cum splashed against the inner most region of her pussy that had never been touched by a man's cock. The black dildo that her young master had made her masturbate on earlier in the evening was just as long, but a man who knew how to use a big cock was making her orgasm like never before.

Summer felt her pussy being flooded by the hot jism of her newest tormentor. She tried to pull him deeper with the heels of her black ankle strap shoes. Her nipples were stretched to their full length and her pussy was trying to grab to hold onto the erupting cock. Calvin pushed one last time and then left his cock buried in the slut teacher while he felt her pussy muscles massaging his cock.

After a minute, Calvin started to pull his cock out of his teacher slut. His retreat was met with a moan and a plea to not pull out. But, it was time for more training of his new slut. Calvin and Summer watched as the black cock was pulled all the way out of her pussy. Her legs were still splayed open and she could see cum leaking out of her pussy. She could see her swollen pussy lips and she could feel air rushing into her pussy that was still gaping open from the size and girth of the janitor's cock.

Calvin ****** Summer's legs down off of his hips. He pushed them down until the heels hit the tile floor with a click. He then stood up with his underwear and pants down around his ankles. He pushed his hips forward and grabbing the sides of Summer's head ****** the tip of his cock to her lips.

"Now slut. It is time for you to clean my cock. I cannot have your pussy juices on my cock when I go home tonight. So get busy and lick my cock clean," Calvin ordered.

Summer had no choice but to begin to lick her juices as well as Calvin's cum from his cock. She started with the tip and in a circular motion began to clean her newest tormentor's cock. She tasted his cum as well as her juices. She had never really tasted her juices before, but she found the combination of juices erotic. Calvin could hear the quiet slurping sounds of his new teacher slut. It was a site that he could never get used to, but he thoroughly enjoyed when a slut licked her cum as well as his from his cock. And this teacher slut seemed to be really enjoying her task.

When he was satisfied that his new slut had sufficiently cleaned his cock, Calvin bent over and pulled up his underwear as well as his pants. Then he instructed, "Slut, zip up my pants, button my pants and then fix my belt."

Once Summer had completed this task, she looked up and begged, "Sir, do you agree not to talk to Mr. Harding about finding me coming out of the boy's locker room?"

"I cannot say just yet my slut. We have several more meetings to work out before I will agree to keep my mouth shut," Calvin said.

Continuing, "You have no choice now slut. I have evidence of your bondage activities here at school and even though I cannot prove it yet, I know you are fucking students."

"But, sir, I thought that I had satisfied your demand for payment," Summer pleaded.

"Well it is a good start my slut, but you have more payments to make," Calvin responded.

"Sir, can I please go home now," Summer pleaded.

"Well not just yet my slut," Calvin responded. "We need to make sure you understand the new rules for you."

Calvin continued with his new slut, "Stand-up slut."

Summer did as she was instructed as she felt globs of the cum that her newest tormentor had just deposited into her aching pussy sliding down her legs. She saw that the big janitor had the restraints and blindfold in his hands.

"Put your arms straight out in front of you slut," were Calvin's next instruction. Summer did as she was instructed. She then felt first her right then her left wrist being enclosed by the straps of the restraints that were just used on poor Marsha by Melanie and William Demps. Now, William's ********** was using the bindings on her.

Next she heard Calvin command, "Now move to the pole in the middle of the room."

Summer's heels made the familiar clicking noise as she crossed the floor with the janitor trailing right behind her noticing drips of his cum landing on the floor as the teacher followed his instructions. Once she reached the pole Summer heard, "Slut, face the pole and reach up with your hands to grab the pole." Once she had done this she heard, "Now put your nose against the pole and do not move."

Summer reached up as far as she could to grab the pole and leaned forward until her nose was pressed against the pole. Next she felt the big janitor's body pressed up against her back. She felt his hands on her wrists and then her arms were jerked upwards until she was standing on her the toes of her black ankle strap heels. She felt the chain between her wrists being twisted and then pulled even higher. When her arms were released, Summer found that the chain between the wrist straps had been secured to the pole on a hook that had been molded into the support pole during casting. She could not imagine what purpose the hooks had been conceived in the original design, but they worked perfectly in securing a person's arms above their head.

Next the lights went out for Summer as Calvin placed the blindfold that Melanie had placed on Marsha earlier in the boy's shower. She was now in a familiar position after having been bound basically in the same position at Bill Fraser's adult store earlier in the week. Summer's whole body now shivered at the thought that her janitor master would leave her in this position for discovery by a student or a member of the administrative staff. Or even worse, one of the coaches of the school, especially Gwen Barton, who was known to be a lesbian of the butch variety.

Summer pleaded with her newest tormentor, "Sir, please don't do this to me."

"Listen slut, I wanted to get your attention and to let you know what will happen to you if I ever feel that you have disobeyed any of my instructions," Calvin replied.

"This pole can be used for both pleasure and punishment," he continued. "If you do as you are told, I will be very happy. But, if you displease me from this point forward, this will be all the reminder that you will need."

With that, Summer felt Calvin move away from her. The next thing she heard was the belt buckle on his pants being loosened. Her fear of punishment was realized when she heard the whoosh from the sound of the belt being wielded by the big, black janitor. Summer's ass erupted in fire when the first of the five lashes were applied to the whelps that she had already received earlier in the evening from her young master. Now she was being subjected to reinforcement lashes from her newest dominant man whom she must now serve.

"I promise Sir that I will follow your instructions and demands," Summer said without any coaxing or questioning from the janitor.

Calvin, reaching to rub the fire red ass cheeks of his newest slut, replied, "That is a good slut. Obviously, I will hold you to that commitment."

Calvin then went about detailing to his teacher slut that she should expect a call from him at any point and she was to meet him in his office at the time required of her. She was to go into his office, close the door, strip off all of her clothes except for her heels and hose, which she was now required to wear every day (Calvin of course did not know about Summer's servitude to Master T). Next she was to stand in the corner of that office with her hands raised above her head pressed flat against the wall. Summer was advised that her feet were to be spread as wide as possible and she was not to turn her head until instructed to do so. If she ******** any of these instructions, her punishment would begin with the current position she was in at that moment in the girl's locker room, or worse yet in the boy's locker room.

"Do you understand slut," Calvin asked the teacher.

"Sir, I understand, but I am not able to leave to meet you at just any time. I have classes and student responsibilities. I also have responsibilities outside of school. I would ask that you be compassionate with me sir," the teacher pleaded.

"Well slut, we will see how good of a slut you can be. Once you show me that, I will consider your requests," offered the janitor.

"Slut, I am done with you this evening. I am going to unhook your arms, but you are not allowed to lower them. Once you hear me exit the locker room, you may lower your arms, dress and then leave. You will replace the restraints where you had left them before in the boy's shower. See you tomorrow my slut teacher," Calvin

With those words, Summer's world was now controlled by two people at her school. She had been under the directions of her young master, Todd, and now she would be subject to the directions of Calvin Williams who is the school's janitor as well as the step ****** of the football team's best player, William Demps. Summer was being betrayed by her body from the exertion of the recent binding, the belt lashes, the multiple orgasms since school ended, the stimulation of serving Todd in her classroom, watching the near **** of Marsha Edwards and now her pussy being filled with the cum of the school janitor.

Summer heard the locker room door close and she lowered her arms as she had been instructed. As she lowered her arms, she grabbed the sides of the blindfold and took it from her eyes. She was surprised to find that the room was still dimly lit by the one overhead light as well as by the emergency sign lights. She took off the wrist restraints.

Summer quickly walked back to locker number 447. She picked up her skirt and slid it up her legs. She then pulled on her red silk blouse and quickly buttoned all but the top two buttons, which was a requirement by Master T. Summer bent over to pick up her black lace thong. When she did this, Summer felt a large glob of cum leak out of her stretched pussy and begin to run down her legs. Summer quickly wiped her legs with the thong and then stepped into the now cum soaked garment. She adjusted the thong to make sure that no more cum leaked out of her pussy. She could feel the thin crotch material of her thong become instantly wet, but she did not feel any leakage.

Summer quickly gathered up her purse, restraints, blindfold, headed out of the girl's locker room and into the hallway. She hesitated to make sure that there was no noise coming from the boy's locker room before going in. Having heard none, Summer pulled the heavy wooden door to the locker room open and walked quickly across the tile floor. The clicking of her heels on the floor echoed through-out the vacant locker room. She found her way into the boy's shower to the fourth water column.

Summer reached up and placed the wrist restraints as far up the column as she could, but not exactly in the same place that they were in before, but she did not care. She wrapped the blindfold around the faucets and then began her walk of shame out of the locker room. She got to the door, but before exiting, Summer listened for noise in the corridor. Hearing none and hoping that when she bolted through the door that she would not run into anyone else this evening as she pushed the door open.

Luckily, Summer was able to exit the locker room, turn left and head out of the gym building. When she hit the door to the outside, she was happy that it was not securely locked and she was able to exit the building still undetected. Now the hard part was to navigate through the buildings and come out near the faculty parking lot. She had been in the building since before 8:00 PM. It was now 11:00 PM and it was pitch black dark. She made her way past one of the lower classroom buildings, which housed all of the senior level classes. Her car would be just ahead and too her left.

As she walked briskly up the sidewalk that ran beside all of the class room buildings, she could hear each of her footsteps in rhythm with the echoes coming back to her ears from the buildings. She broached the top of the side walk and saw her car in the lot, but not where she had left it. Her car was now on the front level of the lot facing the street that ran right in front of the school.

Not lingering to ponder how or by whom her car was moved, Summer raced out into the lot. When she reached her car door, she found her car keys in the door with a note attached to them. Whoever had moved her car had also put the top down on her BMW convertible. Summer put her pocketbook on the driver's seat and pulled her keys out of the door lock. She touched the note and knew that it was from her young master.

Summer leaned against the car and opened the folded note:

My Slut,

You were terrific tonight. I appreciate the promptness with which you presented your body to me for **********. You are truly becoming a willing slut. Now, your next test is to strip off your skirt & blouse here in the parking lot. However, because I do not trust you completely yet, you must first place your iPhone on the dash of your car and turn the video record button on. I want you to record your adherence to my requirement. Once you have completed this task, you are free to get into your car and drive home with the top down of course. Once home, you must take a picture of yourself in your driver's seat when you have pulled into your garage to verify that you arrived as required. Once inside your home, you will send both the video and picture to me for verification. Have a safe drive home slut.

Master T

Summer looked around and immediately knew why her young master had selected this particular parking spot. The street lamp cast a bright light on her car and she would be clearly visible to any passing car. Summer knew she had to act quickly. She threw the car keys onto the driver's seat and withdrew her iPhone from her purse. She clicked on the camera logo, slid the touch screen to video and pressed start. Summer then placed the camera on the dash of her car and angled it to take in her strip tease.

Summer immediately unbuttoned the top three buttons on her skirt. As it fell to her feet, she started unbuttoning her red silk blouse. Summer quickly slipped the sleeves of her red silk blouse down her arms. She threw the blouse on the passenger seat, bent down to retrieve her black skirt, tossed it onto the passenger seat and then she got into the car. Summer stopped the recording and played back the images. She was satisfied that her young master would be convinced that she had in fact done as he required. She thought about at least putting the blouse back on, but she could not risk that he might be watching her from some vantage point either at school or along the way to her house.

Summer turned the ignition just as a fire truck screamed past the school followed by an ambulance and police car. Thank goodness she had quickly followed Master T's instructions. Summer put the car in reverse, backed out of the space and then sped out of the school parking lot. Summer navigated home via roads that should be devoid of traffic this late at night. The roads were through quiet neighborhoods where there was only a minimal chance of discovery. She found herself relieved when she drove into garage, closed the garage door and turned off the ignition.

Summer opened the camera option on her phone again and took a quick flash to show that she was still only dressed in her black shelf bra and thong along with her hose, black heels as well as her slut collar. She grabbed up all of her belongings and headed into the sanctuary of her home, ran upstairs, threw her belongings on the floor and collapsed face down on her bed.

The alarm rang out at 5:00 AM for some reason. Her phone rang about five minutes later and it was the voice he hated to hear:

"Hello slut. Don't say anything, just listen. Today, you are to wear your button up blue jean skirt, your white almost shear blouse, your beige lace bra & thong set, beige thigh hi hose and let's wear your red four inch pumps. See you at the donut sales booth this morning. You are to buy two doughnuts and take them to your room. I will give you more instructions then. Don't forget to weigh this morning. Goodbye slut.........................

I apologize again that I did not notice that this Chapter 16 had been rejected and pulled from the Literotica Site. I have reposted to make sure that there is a smooth transition from Chapter 16 to Chapter 17 setting up the story detailed there. Here is a brief snippet from 17:

Summer, laying in the comfort of her Egyptian cotton sheets, began to cry. She did not think her world could get any worse, but her young master was back in town, but that was only part of her issues this morning. She now was subject to calls from the school janitor, Calvin Williams. He had ****** her to please him in the girl's locker room last night and she found that the more dominant he was with her the more submissive and willing to please she became.

Summer's thoughts went back to Calvin and his large cock. Then, she thought about his step ***, William Demps, and how she watched him fuck poor Marsha Edwards in the boy's shower as it had been arranged by Melanie Hart. Summer's hands began to rub her stomach and breasts as her mind carried her back to the erotic events in the locker rooms. Her mind also found its way back to her class room when she was on her desk awaiting the arrival of her young Master T.

Todd Spillers had started all of this and she could not find a way to extricate herself out of the dangerous yet erotic situation in which she finds herself. Summer knew that she was in trouble, but her body now craved the attention as well as domination that she was receiving. She had always tried to please her husband James, but he was not the dominant type. Todd, for a young man, was very dominant and he knew which of her buttons to push.

Summer's fingers found their way to the erect clit now moistened because of her thoughts. Her right hand found the slit between her pussy lips and she stroked herself there until her fingers were soaked with her juices. Summer then ran her fingers up to her even more erect clit and began to circle the small head with her middle two fingers. Her left hand found her breasts where she alternated between each by pulling and twisting.

Summer's hips began to move to meet the demands of the fingers of her right hand. She quickened her pace and increased the pressure she was applying to her nipples. Summer noticed that the piercings in her nipples no longer hurt when twisted or pulled. She did notice that when they were squeezed, there was some residual pain, but she was pleased that she healed quickly from the piercings she only received last Saturday.

Maybe it was the early morning alarm. Or, it could have been hearing her young master's voice so early in the morning. Or, it could be the combination of the mental stimulation she was receiving from flashbacks from last night as well as the early hour and her master's voice. But no matter the reasons, her body was soon rocketing towards the first of what Summer knew would be many orgasms directed by her young master.

Summer finished her bathroom routine and then immediately slipped on her white lace thong panties and her six inch white slut heels. She grabbed her sheer white satin robe, but only draped it over her arm as she walked from her bedroom and down the wooden stairs to the main level of her house.

When Summer reached the main floor, she turned to her left and headed to the front door. She wanted to get the morning paper to read with her coffee. She knew that her day was going to be bad. Summer wanted to at least have a small respite from the pending ************ and manipulations that she would be subjected to at the hands of her young master as well as at the hands of the janitor most likely.

Summer retrieved the paper from her front porch without any issues. She heard her heels clicking on the hardwood flooring echo through-out the main floor of her house as she walked back to the kitchen. She placed the paper on the center island of the kitchen and turned on the Keurig one cup coffee maker. While the water heated, Summer casually thumbed through the morning edition of the city paper. She found that her readings went to the metro section of the paper as that was the area of the paper where local news items were posted. She placed a container of hazelnut coffee into the brew station, pressed start and watched as the hot liquid filled her favorite cup.

Summer took her coffee and paper out onto the back patio of her house where she sat in her favorite patio chair. It was a rather warm morning for September and she felt like a little fresh air would help her get ready for her day. She then thought back to the sexual assault that her best friend Lisa and her husband Steve ****** on her this past Sunday afternoon. She became wet thinking about being ****** to fuck herself with the Corona beer bottle. She was hopeful that her nosey next door neighbor, Mr. John***, had not been home to witness her debauchery.

Summer was dressed only in her white thong and six inch heels as was required by her young master. She was not worried about being seen as her patio was completely private. She saw where the landscape crew had repaired the sprinkler head as well as the lawn that had been damaged by the leaky head. Summer casually sipped at her hazelnut coffee and absentmindedly thumbed through the paper. Her mind was taken back to laying on the lounge chair as Lisa's husband Steve fed his cock into her just pierced pussy. She was amazed at how far she had fallen since sending that stupid picture of herself. And now, she was wondering why in the world she had ever gone to that website. She was bored of course, but why did she do it? Well that was a question for another day.

Summer poured the remnants of her coffee into the shrubby as she headed back inside. She could hear her footsteps as the white heels clicked across the tile floor of the kitchen as her cellphone rang. She looked down and saw the feared number, Master T.

"Hi Master T," Summer said.

"Good morning my slut. How are you feeling today," Todd asked.

"Master T, I am ok, but growing concerned about your continued domination of me. I am your teacher. It is time for you to stop and let me go about my life as a teacher, ****** and wife," Summer meekly replied.

"Well Slut, I will determine when I no longer desire to have you serve me as my slut," Todd angrily said into his phone.

"But, Master T, I have done everything you have asked of me since I sent you that very private picture. Can't you just let it go at that? I am not sure how much longer I can go on this way," cried the poor English teacher.

"Slut, get over it. You are mine to control until I decide I no longer need you to please me," Todd replied. Continuing, "Ok slut, I will give you what you want. I release you. I am hopeful that your husband and ******** will be able to live with a slut like you when they see the attached picture."

The phone went dead.

With that, Summer's phone pinged announcing a text message. As she clicked on the text message, a picture of her lying face down on her desk at school with black thigh hi's, black four inch heels, her white rhinestone collar, pink butt plug clearly visible in her ass and her mouth open showing the cum that Todd had deposited in her mouth. The picture reflected the Ms. WAYNE CUM SLUT that Todd had written across the top of her ass cheeks and on each ass cheek. There was no doubt who she was, what was in her mouth and the message made it clear what she was.

Her phone rang again and Summer quickly answered, "Master T, I am sorry. Please forgive me."

"That is better slut," Todd quickly replied.

"Go upstairs and get on your digital scales. Call me when you determine your weight and you had better weigh 125 pounds or there will be hell to pay," Todd said.

The phone went silent again.

Summer placed her empty coffee cup in the dishwasher, refolded the newspaper like James had shown her before and then she headed upstairs with dread. As she reached the top of the stairs, the home phone began to ring. Summer rushed to the phone in the bedroom and her hello was met with "Hi Mom," from Jacob one of her boys. They exchanged some pleasantries for a couple of minutes and then Summer was shocked.

"Mom, I got a weird message in my email from an unknown email address today," Jacob said. Continuing, "Mom, the message said that there were issues at home that maybe I should call and check on. So, is everything ok mom," Jacob asked.

Summer had to quickly compose herself. She knew immediately that the message had been sent by her young master and it was a specific message to her.

"Oh ***, everything is great here. Well except for your ****** being out of the country until the first of November," Summer said with conviction.

"Well mom, why would someone send me an anonymous message, but not Kevin," Jacob asked.

"I don't know Jacob, but I would not worry about it. Other than missing your ******, I am doing well. When are you two coming home to see me," Summer asked hoping to change the tone and conversation.

"We were thinking about coming home next weekend for Homecoming. I know we are playing Wesley and they beat us when we played, so it would be nice to see the Eagles kick their butts," Jacob replied.

"Oh that would be wonderful Jacob. That is next weekend and I have no plans. It would be great to spoil my two boys all weekend. Let me know as soon as you can if you guys are coming," said Summer.

"Ok mom will do. Thanks for letting me know that you were ok. It must have been an email that my spam detector did not catch. Talk to you soon," Jacob said and hung up the phone.

Sitting on her bed, Summer began to sob incoherently at the thought of her ******** coming home and finding out that their ****** was a submissive slut to a high school student. Further complicating things was the realization that the treatment she received from the school janitor only further strengthened her feelings of submissiveness.

Suddenly, her cell phone rang and once again she found the caller number to be her young master. She answered the phone abruptly, "How dare you write to my ***. I have done everything you have demanded of me and yet you send a menacing not to them. Why?"

"Because you are my slut and you need to fully comprehend that if you do not do as you are instructed, your life as a teacher, ****** and wife will cease to exist for you. I would imagine that the bitches in prison would love to get their hands on you slut. So, you decide, are you going to do as you are told whenever you are told or are you ready to suffer the consequences of your involvement with a high school student," Todd said.

The line went dead again and it left Summer trembling almost uncontrollably. She was now completely trapped in her servitude to her high school master. He had already illustrated to her how easy it will be for him to shatter her world. For now, Summer knew she had to be compliant with any and all instructions given to her by her young master. She hoped that when her husband James came home they could find a way to extricate her from the situation.

Summer quickly shed her white six inch heels and pulled her white lace thong panties down her legs. She padded across the Berber carpet that led to her slate tile floor bathroom. She stepped on her digital scales and saw where her weight was reported at 127 pounds. Oh My God she thought to herself. I have starved myself all week to meet the required five pound weight loss. Summer remembered that she had not been on her treadmill all week, which had been complicated by her night time excursions, the daily tanning trips, body recovery from the ***** she has to which she had been subjected and the general depressed mindset she suffered.

With trembling fingers, Summer punched in her young master's phone number. The phone rang one time. "I see that you have not followed my instructions slut. You have only lost three pounds this week. What do you have to say for yourself slut," Todd asked harshly.

"Master T, I do not understand. I have almost starved myself this week. I can only say that I have not been able to work out utilizing my treadmill and small gym in the basement of my house. I am so sorry Master T. Please do not punish me. I will do everything I can to lose the two extra pounds this weekend. Please Master T," Summer pleaded.

"Well slut, you have been busy this week. I tell you what, we can start working on those two pounds on Saturday morning. But, today, you have to get busy and get to school. Dress as required and I will see you at the cheerleader fundraiser booth," Todd said just before the phone went dead in Summer's ear.

Summer was relieved that she would not suffer immediate punishment from her young master because she did not accurately track her weight loss. But, she swore that her scales had previously registered her weight at 124 pounds only last week. Maybe there was something wrong with the scales. I will have to check on that Summer said to herself.

After hurriedly, showering, washing her hair and shaving the little growth of hair, Summer went about fixing her hair making sure to give it an extra fluff to make it a little wilder than she ordinarily wore it. She wanted to take every precaution this morning. She then applied her make-up as she had been instructed by her young master paying particular attention to her eye shadow making sure to accentuate her hazel eyes. She applied extra foundation, made sure that her cheeks were almost ruby red and then she applied her bright red fuck me now lipstick.

Once satisfied that her hair and make-up would meet her young master's approval, she set her sights on her wardrobe. She quickly looked at the note she had been given last night by Master T. Summer fished her button up blue jean skirt out of the closet, found the almost sheer beige blouse and then took her red four inch red heels out of the box. Summer placed each of these items on the bed and then went to her dresser. Summer pulled out the sheer lace beige thong and matching lace front clasp beige bra. Summer dug into her stocking drawer and pulled out the beige thigh hi's with the wide lace band. These hose also had a sandal foot design that went from toe to the back of her heel. Summer was sure that if anyone was paying attention, they would be able to detect the design of the hose as it was displayed coming out of the back of her heels.

Once dressed, Summer dashed down the stairs, grabbed her school bag, pocketbook and then headed into the garage. The top was still down on her BMW and she did not take the time to close it for this morning's drive. Summer felt like having the wind blow through her hair, which should give it an even sluttier look to please her young master.

Summer's day at school on Friday begins her weekend with a gang bang. Then on Saturday she has a hairstyle change, manicure & pedicure, goes clothes shopping and then takes a trip to an adult theater. Sunday brings her to Marcos' salon for new piercings and tattoos. I will try to get the next story posted before New Year's! Happy Holidays to all of my faithful readers. I really appreciate your comments and VOTES.

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. In just one week, Master T has had each of Summer's nipples pierced, each of her pussy lips is adorned with ring piercings and her left ear has been pierced with a large loop earring that includes three red beads that signifies to Master T that she is his. Summer has been dominated by the school janitor and now has two known masters to deal with on a daily basis. She does not know it, but Summer's weekend will be filled with servitude, tattoos and more degradation, but she doesn't yet know any of this... thanks to my friends for recommendations/suggestions for story lines especially Mike, John and Elly.

It is now Friday morning and Summer is ******** so soundly that she does not hear the alarm at first. The alarm rang out at 5:00 AM for some reason. Her phone rang about five minutes later and it was the voice he hated to hear:

"Hello slut. Don't say anything, just listen. Today, you are to wear your button up blue jean skirt, your beige almost shear blouse, your beige lace bra & thong set, beige thigh hi hose and let's wear your red four inch pumps. See you at the donut sales booth this morning. You are to buy two doughnuts and take them to your room. I will give you more instructions then. Don't forget to weigh this morning. Goodbye slut...

Summer, laying in the comfort of her Egyptian cotton sheets, began to cry. She did not think her world could get any worse, but her young master was back in town, but that was only part of her issues this morning. She now was subject to calls from the school janitor, Calvin Williams. He had ****** her to please him in the girl's locker room last night and she found that the more dominant he was with her the more submissive and willing to please she became.

Summer's thoughts went back to Calvin and his large cock. Then, she thought about his step ***, William Demps, and how she watched him fuck poor Marsha Edwards in the boy's shower as it had been arranged by Melanie Hart. Summer's hands began to rub her stomach and breasts as her mind carried her back to the erotic events in the locker rooms. Her mind also found its way back to her class room when she was on her desk awaiting the arrival of her young Master T.

Todd Spillers had started all of this and she could not find a way to extricate herself out of the dangerous yet erotic situation in which she finds herself. Summer knew that she was in trouble, but her body now craved the attention as well as domination that she was receiving. She had always tried to please her husband James, but he was not the dominant type. Todd, for a young man, was very dominant and he knew which of her buttons to push.

Summer's fingers found their way to the erect clit now moistened because of her thoughts. Her right hand found the slit between her pussy lips and she stroked herself there until her fingers were soaked with her juices. Summer then ran her fingers up to her even more erect clit and began to circle the small head with her middle two fingers. Her left hand found her breasts where she alternated between each by pulling and twisting.

Summer's hips began to move to meet the demands of the fingers of her right hand. She quickened her pace and increased the pressure she was applying to her nipples. Summer noticed that the piercings in her nipples no longer hurt when twisted or pulled. She did notice that when they were squeezed, there was some residual pain, but she was pleased that she healed quickly from the piercings she only received last Saturday.

Maybe it was the early morning alarm. Or, it could have been hearing her young master's voice so early in the morning. Or, it could be the combination of the mental stimulation she was receiving from flashbacks from last night as well as the early hour and her master's voice. But no matter the reasons, her body was soon rocketing towards the first of what Summer knew would be many orgasms directed by her young master.

Summer finished her bathroom routine and then immediately slipped on her white lace thong panties and her six inch white slut heels. She grabbed her sheer white satin robe, but only draped it over her arm as she walked from her bedroom and down the wooden stairs to the main level of her house.

When Summer reached the main floor, she turned to her left and headed to the front door. She wanted to get the morning paper to read with her coffee. She knew that her day was going to be bad. Summer wanted to at least have a small respite from the pending ************ and manipulations that she would be subjected to at the hands of her young master as well as at the hands of the janitor most likely.

Summer retrieved the paper from her front porch without any issues. She heard her heels clicking on the hardwood flooring echo through-out the main floor of her house as she walked back to the kitchen. She placed the paper on the center island of the kitchen and turned on the Keurig one cup coffee maker. While the water heated, Summer casually thumbed through the morning edition of the city paper. She found that her readings went to the metro section of the paper as that was the area of the paper where local news items were posted. She placed a container of hazelnut coffee into the brew station, pressed start and watched as the hot liquid filled her favorite cup.

Summer took her coffee and paper out onto the back patio of her house where she sat in her favorite patio chair. It was a rather warm morning for September and she felt like a little fresh air would help her get ready for her day. She then thought back to the sexual assault that her best friend Lisa and her husband Steve ****** on her this past Sunday afternoon. She became wet thinking about being ****** to fuck herself with the Corona beer bottle. She was hopeful that her nosey next door neighbor, Mr. John***, had not been home to witness her debauchery.

Summer was dressed only in her white thong and six inch heels as was required by her young master. She was not worried about being seen as her patio was completely private. She saw where the landscape crew had repaired the sprinkler head as well as the lawn that had been damaged by the leaky head. Summer casually sipped at her hazelnut coffee and absentmindedly thumbed through the paper. Her mind was taken back to laying on the lounge chair as Lisa's husband Steve fed his cock into her just pierced pussy. She was amazed at how far she had fallen since sending that stupid picture of herself. And now, she was wondering why in the world she had ever gone to that website. She was bored of course, but why did she do it? Well that was a question for another day.

Summer poured the remnants of her coffee into the shrubby as she headed back inside. She could hear her footsteps as the white heels clicked across the tile floor of the kitchen as her cellphone rang. She looked down and saw the feared number, Master T.

"Hi Master T," Summer said.

"Good morning my slut. How are you feeling today," Todd asked.

"Master T, I am ok, but growing concerned about your continued domination of me. I am your teacher. It is time for you to stop and let me go about my life as a teacher, ****** and wife," Summer meekly replied.

"Well Slut, I will determine when I no longer desire to have you serve me as my slut," Todd angrily said into his phone.

"But, Master T, I have done everything you have asked of me since I sent you that very private picture. Can't you just let it go at that? I am not sure how much longer I can go on this way," cried the poor English teacher.

"Slut, get over it. You are mine to control until I decide I no longer need you to please me," Todd replied. Continuing, "Ok slut, I will give you what you want. I release you. I am hopeful that your husband and ******** will be able to live with a slut like you when they see the attached picture."

The phone went dead.

With that, Summer's phone pinged announcing a text message. As she clicked on the text message, a picture of her lying face down on her desk at school with black thigh hi's, black four inch heels, her white rhinestone collar, pink butt plug clearly visible in her ass and her mouth open showing the cum that Todd had deposited in her mouth. The picture reflected the Ms. WAYNE CUM SLUT that Todd had written across the top of her ass cheeks and on each ass cheek. There was no doubt who she was, what was in her mouth and the message made it clear what she was.

Her phone rang again and Summer quickly answered, "Master T, I am sorry. Please forgive me."

"That is better slut," Todd quickly replied.

"Go upstairs and get on your digital scales. Call me when you determine your weight and you had better weigh 125 pounds or there will be hell to pay," Todd said.

The phone went silent again.

Summer placed her empty coffee cup in the dishwasher, refolded the newspaper like James had shown her before and then she headed upstairs with dread. As she reached the top of the stairs, the home phone began to ring. Summer rushed to the phone in the bedroom and her hello was met with "Hi Mom," from Jacob one of her boys. They exchanged some pleasantries for a couple of minutes and then Summer was shocked.

"Mom, I got a weird message in my email from an unknown email address today," Jacob said. Continuing, "Mom, the message said that there were issues at home that maybe I should call and check on. So, is everything ok mom," Jacob asked.

Summer had to quickly compose herself. She knew immediately that the message had been sent by her young master and it was a specific message to her.

"Oh ***, everything is great here. Well except for your ****** being out of the country until the first of November," Summer said with conviction.

"Well mom, why would someone send me an anonymous message, but not Kevin," Jacob asked.

"I don't know Jacob, but I would not worry about it. Other than missing your ******, I am doing well. When are you two coming home to see me," Summer asked hoping to change the tone and conversation.