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Chapter 1
I want to thank Aisie Lynn for her fine job of editing my latest foray into writing. Please note that this story involves non-consensual sex and blackmail involving teachers and students. Although all characters are over 18 years old and this story is just a fantasy if this isn’t your cup of tea move on. Chapter one sets up the story, the action really starts in chapter 2. I never delete comments and welcome them all. The only way I know if you like it is by your comments and votes.
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Kim Watson had just arrived home from vacation. It was late summer and school was about to start again. She taught Mathematics at South High School. It was a middle class school in suburbia with a mixed student population of all races and financial backgrounds. Kim loved working at the school; she has worked there for the last 8 years, starting just a couple years after college. She was about 5’5” tall with blond hair falling down to the middle of her back. She was probably the best looking teacher at the school but worked hard to downplay her looks and figure. Still she knew that most of the boys there lusted after her. It was probably because of her 36 D breasts and her slim athletic build.
Kim went on vacation with her best friend because late last school year, her fiancé left her for a co-worker at his brokerage firm. A year ago they had purchased a home and Kim had put up most of the down payment, so the bank put the mortgage in her name. Now that he was gone, Kim’s finances were stretched to the limit to say the least. But the vacation had been planned for almost a year, and she needed to get away and let loose. So Brenda, her college roommate, joined her on the trip to Key West and then to Miami to visit some common friends from the university.
Both Brenda and Kim were ready to let loose and both indulged in things they hadn’t done since they had just turned 21. For most of their time in Key West, they were on the beach either naked or semi naked, working on their tans and getting drunk. They both were unattached and horny, so almost every night it was a different man in each of their beds.
After seven days in Key West, they traveled to Miami to meet up with Janice and Joyce, twins who made up their posse when they were in college. For the next two days the four women tore up South Beach. Each woman tried to outdo the others both in dress and actions, bar hopping wearing next to nothing and picking up every hunk that passed them. It culminated with a party at a condo overlooking the beach. When Kim woke the next morning, she was naked and sore and had no idea of where she was. The hangover was immense and the room was still spinning when she sat up. She didn’t recognize the room and her clothes were nowhere to be found. She looked beside her to see Brenda also naked and still asleep. Kim stood and walked to the door. When she peaked out into the large room, she saw Janice and Joyce sleeping naked on the floor with three men cuddled up next to them.
Oh shit what did we do last night? She thought. Kim slipped past all the naked bodies and walked into the bathroom. When she looked in the mirror, she groaned as there were a few sucker bites on her tits and neck. There were bruises on her wrists and ankles. Her face was covered with dried cum, as well as her bush.
Oh My God, what did I do? She wondered. Kim quickly washed her face and grabbed a towel to cover her body. She ventured back into the large room in search of her clothes. Unfortunately, when she found her dress it was split up the side almost to her tits, and her underwear was nowhere to be found. Leaving the condo was going to be an adventure. Kim slipped on what was left of her dress and started to wake her friends.
As each woman woke, they moaned and groaned. They all had trouble remembering what had happened. After about an hour of searching, they managed to find some clothes, clean up, and dress. They called a car service and rode back to the hotel. As they compared stories and memories, they were able to piece together some of the evening, but they couldn’t recall anything from the last few hours.
That afternoon, Kim and Brenda went to the airport to go home. Kim was glad that whatever happened was in Miami and nowhere close to home. There was no way anyone back home could ever find out what she did while there. The only people that knew her were the twins, and they would never tell.
Kim went to bed as soon as she arrived at home. Her hangover had eased, but she needed sleep. When she woke the next morning, she padded to the kitchen, drank about a gallon of orange juice and devoured a muffin. She settled down at her computer to check her email. After deleting about a hundred useless messages, she narrowed her mail down to about 50 she would need to open. She still wasn’t ready to look at all of them, so she walked up to the bathroom to take a long bath. Her mail would wait till later.
Kim filled the tub with hot water and lots of bubbles and settled down to relax and doze. When finished, she crawled out of the tub and went back to bed. There was nothing she needed to do that couldn’t wait.
Tom Morton lived two doors down from Kim Watson’s house. He was about to start his senior year. He just turned 18, but was dreading starting the new school year. Tom was what the popular s called a geek. He was tall, skinny, and uncomfortable in crowds. His only real friends were Melody Baker and Wendy Miller. Melody lived across the street, and they had been friends for most of their lives. She too was average looking and had only two real friends. Wendy Miller, another senior, who lived a couple of doors on the other side of Miss Watson’s house, had moved in a couple of years ago and soon became fast friends with the other two. Melody and Wendy were not only friends, but sometimes lovers. Between the three of them, they managed to survive an almost invisible existence at school. What they lacked in looks, they made up for by hacking. Every time someone picked on them, they sought their revenge electronically. Even though there was never any proof that they were involved, it was common knowledge that if you fucked with them, you did so at your own peril.
Tom’s father had left his mother when he was seven. He had an affair with his secretary and soon moved out of state. He hadn’t heard from his dad in several years. His mother, Julie, had him when she was 18 and was now 36 years old. She worked hard to provide Tom with a good home and worked to keep her shape. She was only 5’2” tall, but maintained her figure exercising two to three times a week. Her tits, though small, fit well on her small frame. She kept her brown hair in a short bob. She dated rarely as she didn’t think it was proper to have men spend the night.
Julie had trouble refusing anything Tom wanted. When he decided to make an apartment out of the second floor of the detached garage, she worked overtime to earn the money to make it functional. Tom had moved into the room about two years ago and took full advantage of his freedom. Wendy and Melody spent a lot of time there and had pooled their resources to put together a powerful computer system. Over the last couple of months, they had finally added a powerful hub that enabled them to monitor most of the wireless networks around the apartment. Together with their hacking ss, and wireless cams mounted in some of the trees outside their neighbors houses, they could watch, listen, and eavesdrop on just about anyone within sight of the apartment.
This included Kim Watson’s house. When she moved in a year ago, all three of them made it a project to monitor all of her activity. It was pretty boring most of the time, until about 8 months ago when they noticed Kim’s fiancé would bring home his lover during the day while Miss Watson was teaching. All of them enjoyed watching him fuck her in Miss Watson’s bed and even using some of her toys. They watched in fascination as their relationship disintegrated and finally dissolved. They knew that Miss Watson was financially strapped and was barely making ends meet. They were very surprised when she took off on vacation. It was then that they decided to take their voyeuristic hobby to a new level. As soon as she left, Tom and Melody slipped into her house and planted spy cams all over her house. They now could watch her every move.
As soon as Kim arrived at home, all three were in the apartment watching “Kimmy” (as they now called her) walking in and go to bed. When she woke the next morning and signed on to her computer, Tom was waiting. After she cleaned out her mail and went to take her bath, Tom and Melody were perusing what was left. That was when Tom saw a subject on a couple of messages from J&J: “Pictures from last night!” and “Videos of last night”. He quickly opened the files and smiled. Tom grabbed his phone and called Melody and Wendy,
“Get over here now; you aren’t going to believe what Kimmy did on her vacation.”
Ten minutes later, the three of them opened the files and soon were shocked at what was there. In all there were about 100 pictures of Kim, her friend Brenda and two other women drinking, dancing and carousing at several bars. As they continued through the pictures, the women started to flash their tits and grind against each other. Soon the scenery changed from a bar to what looked like an apartment or condo. The women were now almost naked and there were several shots of each of them. The pictures continued and showed a full-fledged orgy with naked bodies everywhere. The best showed Kimmy being spit roasted, on her knees with a cock buried in her cunt and mouth.
Tom, Melody, and Wendy high fived as each had ideas of how to use these pictures and what they could do to the pretty teacher. They then opened the first video. Apparently there was a camera monitoring everything in the condo as it showed everything in high definition. That was when they learned that Kimmy was taking X and was out of control. As the pot and coke was flowing freely, Kimmy was soon licking anything in front of her face, including her friend’s cunts and asses. When Kimmy left the main room with Brenda and four guys, Tom quickly opened the other video. It was from the bed room and he quickly fast forwarded to when the six entered the room. Kimmy and Brenda were so out of it that the four men quickly tied them to the bed and double teamed the two very stoned women. After changing positions and fucking all their holes, they untied them and pushed them together. Soon both were licking cum from their holes until they passed out. The men high fived and grabbed the women’s clothes, walked out of the room.
Melody turned to Tom and said, “What are we going to do with this?”
Tom smiled and looked at Wendy, “I don’t know. What do you think Wendy?”
Wendy, who was so horny her panties were soaked and all she could think of was having the sexy teacher’s face buried in her cunt said, “I think we should make her our slave. She can’t afford to lose her job right now, and if this got out she would probably never teach again.”
Melody screamed and tackled Wendy, kissing her deeply. “My thoughts exactly. How do we want to do it?”
As the two girls looked over at Tom, they noticed his cock tenting in his shorts. “I’m sure you’d like her lips wrapped around your cock, eh Tom?” Melody said.
Tom blushed, but his cock seemed to grow even more at the thought of having the prettiest teacher in school at their beck and call.
“We need to take this slow though. I don’t want her to know it’s us until she surrenders completely and is under our total control. Agreed?” Tom said.
“That works for me.” Said Wendy. “Me too,” said Melody.
“OK, let’s wait till school starts and start taking her apart piece by piece. But first, I want to erase those emails. I don’t want her to know there are any pics until we send them to her. I especially don’t want her to know where they came from. Melody, she only has a cell phone, can you modify her contacts’ numbers and email addresses? We want to control her incoming mail. We get it first then send it to her after we adjust it. I want to set her system up so her mail only comes from us but is invisible to her. When she sends any mail out, I want us to get it first. We will decide what goes out and what it says. I want to isolate her from any contact from her friends and family unless we control it. I’ll modify their email addresses and set up the outgoing mail settings. I want all other traces of her friends gone. If she is like everyone else, she won’t have them backed up anywhere. Unless she really looks, it she won’t even know we control her mail. By the time she figures it out it won’t matter as she’ll be our slave by then.” Tom said
“Sure, I can take care of that. Piece of cake, I can change the numbers so when she calls it rings to us. I can also hack her contact’s phones so her number’s blocked. That way they won’t even know if she called because she dialed it directly.” Melody giggled.
“Great,” Tom said, “Wendy, can you mine for any information about her closest friends and family? I want to know whatever you can find out about them, especially any information on her mother and any siblings. I overheard her talking to Miss Taylor last year and mentioned that her mom and dad divorced a few years back. I don’t want them showing up unless we want it to happen. Try to get some pictures so we’ll know what they look like in case they show up unexpectedly.
“OK sure, but aren’t you taking this to the extreme? I mean, we have the pics and she won’t want them to get out, why all the cloak and dagger?” Wendy asked.
“I want her totally alone when we spring the trap. I want her to have nowhere to turn and no support system. I want her to feel helpless and alone, so as we increase the pressure she succumbs to our demands.” Tom answered. “Who knows, after she submits completely maybe we can trap her mom too.”
“OK no problem, but it will take some time to get this set up.” Wendy said.
“Time we have. I just want to make sure that when we start she’ll have no way out.”
Melody looked at Wendy and smiled. “God I’m horny,” she said as she slid over and kissed Wendy’s neck and slid her hand across her tit. Wendy moaned and lay back on the floor. The three friends had long used each other when the mood hit them. Tom’s mother never checked on them and they regularly spent hours naked and fucking each other. In minutes both girls were naked and were passionately kissing each other. Tom smiled as his cock was so hard it hurt. He soon joined the two young women licking Melody’s cunt and fingering Wendy’s. It didn’t take long before each orgasmed and lay panting and fantasizing about the sexy Miss Kim Watson.
Over the next three days, Melody, Wendy and Tom worked feverishly to accomplish their tasks. When Wendy called and told Tom she finally finished her research, he knew it was time. “Come on over, I’ll call Melody.”
Twenty minutes later, they were sitting in Tom’s apartment sharing their information. Melody was the first to speak. “Okay, there will be no communication with Kimmy without it going through us. All emails go to a mailbox I’ve setup that cannot be traced to us. We decide exactly what gets through to her. Any calls to her will be directed to a disposable cell that goes straight to voicemail. Her contacts have been changed so if she emails out it will go to us, and just to be sure, I slipped into her house yesterday and stole her personal phone book. I even went through her purse while she showered and found a smaller one. Unless she has a number memorized, she won’t be able to call. I hacked her friends’ cells and blocked her number, so they won’t even know if she calls. I have also hacked into her Facebook account and locked her out. Right now she thinks that Facebook is pissed at her and deleted her page. I slipped in a program in her pc so whenever she types Facebook it directs her to a blue screen.”
Wendy was next, “I found out she has only one sister, she is six years younger and is 26. She is blond, very pretty and a bit of a rebel. It seems that Kimmy and her sister Dawn don’t get along. Kimmy didn’t approve of Dawn’s friends, life, style, or much of anything else. She also rubbed it in her face as often as she could. Kimmy’s mother is 46. I guess she had Kimmy when she was 16 by her high school sweetheart. Her mother married Dawn’s father after she got pregnant but it didn’t last. She brought up both daughters by herself. She married her second husband about ten years ago and divorced him last year. It looks like she made out pretty good and spends a lot of time travelling. I made sure that they can’t get to her without us knowing.
Tom smiled as he listened to his friend’s results. “Great we have her now. I’ve been deep inside the school network adjusting her schedule and our classes. I also planted some complaints about her that taken alone would only be a footnote. But I planted them all through her record and only if someone would look closely would incriminate her. That way, if push comes to shove, it will discredit her. When the time comes, we leak out some damaging info and when she reviews her record, she will see the anonymous complaints. She won’t know who to trust. That cuts off any help from other teachers.”
“Okay are we ready to start? I can’t wait till she’s naked and begging to eat my pussy.” Wendy said.
“First we want to eliminate her co-workers. I’ll leak out a rumor that will make her check out her work record. When she does, she will follow a trail I left and it will kinda lead to her closest friends at school. It won’t directly implicate them as submitting the bad reports, but it will keep her from trusting them when things get hairy for her. That should only take a day or so. By next week we will send her the first pictures. Then we’ll see what happens.” Tom detailed.
“Wow, you’ve put a lot of thought in this.” Wendy commented.
“Yeah, ever since we got the pics and videos, I haven’t been able to think about anything else. I already sent out the emails that will start the process. I’m pretty sure that by tomorrow afternoon we’ll see a definite mood change in Kimmy.”
The three of them just sat there for a few minutes before they broke out in laughter.
The next morning they met at the apartment. School was going to start in three days and they hoped that by then their trap would be sprung. They were watching Kimmy as she was showering. All three of them were drooling at the thought of enslaving their teacher.
Kim Watson stepped out of the shower. She had slept late today, knowing that the school year was starting soon. As she walked out of the bathroom, she walked up to her computer and turned it on, letting it boot up. She strolled to her bedroom and picked out a sexy summer dress and pulled it over her head. Kim stretched and headed to the computer to check her emails. Everything seemed normal but one email was from the school server. She opened it and gasped as she read it. It seems that it was an automated message stating that because of the most recent complaint against her, she would be put on probation if she received any more. Kim couldn’t believe her eyes and quickly signed into the school network. She pulled up her file and couldn’t believe her eyes. Scattered throughout her record were several anonymous complaints about her. She printed it off and started to read it closely. The more she read, it became clear that she wasn’t as well liked as she thought. Even though the complaints were unsigned, in each instance there were only certain persons that could have submitted them. Each case led directly back to her closest friends. At first she was furious and started to call each one and to cuss them out. But then she sat back and thought about it. If she did that they would complain again and she would be placed on probation. She finally decided to avoid them till she could figure something out. The three teens watched her closely as their plan was falling into place.
Kim sat in her kitchen thinking about the email. Last year she would go the principle or vice principle, both were good friends, however the principle retired and the vice principle was promoted and was assigned a new school. Their replacements she didn’t know real well and they had a reputation for discipline and following the rules. If she went to them, they would look at her record and it might be worse. She was going to have to work this out by herself.
Kim nibbled at the toast she was having for breakfast. Her thoughts went back to her vacation. That last day was still a mystery. She remembered the early part of the evening but nothing past midnight. Waking up naked and no memory scared her. Kim decided to call the twins and see if they remembered anything else. She opened her purse, grabbed her cell and pushed their speed dial. When the call connected it went straight to voicemail. Kim thought that was odd as they never were away from their phone. Maybe they were at a movie she thought. Kim left a voicemail and told them to call her.
The rest of the day was uneventful as Kim gathered things to take to school. By the early evening, Kim drew a bubble bath, set out some candles and grabbed her latest romance novel and settled down to a quiet evening.
The three amigos as they called themselves sat in Tom’s apartment watching their soon to be slave get naked and start her bath. Tom said, “I’ll bet’ya that she masturbates in the tub.”
“I say she gets out of the tub and goes to her bed.” Wendy added.
“Well I’ll bet she goes to the kitchen and grabs a cucumber and fucks herself in the kitchen!” Melody answered the others’ bets.
“God, are you perverted slut,” Wendy ded.
“I hope you win,” Tom groaned, thinking about the pretty teacher. They all sat around the monitor smoking a joint and laughing and watching Kimmy take her bath.
Kim was thoroughly engrossed in her novel when her hand slipped down her belly and started to lightly caress her folds. The novel was about a woman who was being blackmailed to sexual submission. In the story, the woman was now trapped and was being to do increasingly humiliating things by an unknown blackmailer. Right now the woman was trapped in her own house as he her to masturbate with a cucumber standing in front of her patio door naked.
Kim was now shoving two fingers in her pussy as her head leaned back against the edge of the tub. Her mind fantasizing that it was her in the story.
Tom was smiling and gloating as he said, “What did I tell you?”
“She hasn’t cum yet so shut up,” Melody answered as she punched him in the arm.
The three of them were watching closely when Kim started to get up. “See, she’s going to her bed. Watch.” Wendy added.
Kim grabbed her towel and dried off. She blew out the candles and walked to her room. She dropped her towel and pulled a box out of her closet. She grabbed a pair of handcuffs and a vibrator and lay on her bed.
“There it is! Look our future slave is already a slut. And where is she at?” Wendy bragged.
“On the bed. You suck Wendy,” Tom moaned.
They watched as Kim cuffed her hands in front of her and turned on the vibrator. She teased her nipples and caressed her stomach, her hand sliding the buzzing vibrator down to her core. As Kim was closing in on her orgasm, she visualized the woman in the book. She stopped moving the vibrator and slid out of bed. She walked down stairs and opened the refrigerator and grabbed a large cucumber, she walked to her patio door and started to roughly fuck her cunt, just like in the book. The longer she fucked her cunt the more she dreamed of being d. Kim’s body was now fully aroused; every nerve was tingling as she pushed herself closer and closer to a mighty orgasm.
Melody was the first to say something. “Oh what have we here? Is our slut Kimmy going to the kitchen?”
“Oh my god she is!” Wendy exclaimed as she watched the naked, cuffed teacher rush to the fridge and pull put a large cucumber. Tom, Wendy, and Melody all groaned in unison as Kimmy washed it and walked to the patio door. It was still light out but anyone in the neighboring yards would have a clear view if anyone was out.
After her vacation, Kim was on a hair trigger. Her body seemed to be constantly aroused and she had a strange craving to be humiliated. A tear ran down her cheek as she pushed her tits against the cold glass and shoved the cucumber into her dripping pussy. Kim’s mind shut down all outside stimulus as the only thing was the cucumber buried in the body and the cold glass on the nipples.
Tom got an evil look in his eye and smiled as he pulled out his cell and dialed Kimmy’s number. Just as Kim was about to orgasm, her phone rang. Kim was too far gone to stop as she waited for voicemail to pick up. Her cunt was grabbing to cold vegetable tighter and tighter and as her climax was about to crest, Tom’s voice boomed out of her phone.
“Miss Watson, This is Tom from down the street. I just wanted to let you know I'm going in your back yard. I was flying a drone and I think it landed in your yard.”
Kim freaked as she thought Tom, one of her students was about to see her masturbating with a cucumber. Her body convulsed and the cucumber shot out of her cunt and bounced against the door. Her legs gave out and she collapsed down beside it as her orgasm exploded out from her core and enveloped her entire being. Kim was trembling as she was trying to gain control of her body to get away from the door before Tom walked in.
The three amigos were rolling on the floor laughing at Kimmy crawling on her belly across the kitchen floor leaving a trail of her fluids behind her. Tom looked at Melody and asked, “How did you know what would happen?”
She smiled and said, “I read the book.”
Kim made it to the hall before she could get her legs working and was finally able to stand. She ran to her room and grabbed her robe; she wrapped her body tightly and tried to calm her nerves. Her body was flushed down to her toes and she tried to stop trembling. Kim sat for a minute and then started to giggle. Her body was still aroused as she thought about almost getting caught. She lay back on the bed and opened her robe. She slid her hand down to the junction of her legs that craved attention again. A few minutes later she had three fingers buried and her other hand was pinching her nipples. This time she let the orgasm overtake her without delay and luxuriate in the experience.
About an hour later, Kim slid off the bed and went back to the kitchen. When she walked to the patio door, she gasped as there were two clear imprints of her tits on the door as well as obvious streaks from where she squirted when she came. She looked out the door to see if anyone was around and bent to pick up the cucumber lying on the floor. When she bent to pick it up, her face was directly in front of the drips on the door. She could smell cum and reached out to touch it. “God what’s wrong with me.”
Tom was still watching Kim clean up her mess, while Melody and Wendy were making out on the bed. Tomorrow morning he would send the first picture.
Chapter 2
Kim woke up early, having set her alarm to get ready for the start of the school year. She went through her normal routine. She showered, dressed and ate breakfast. Then she turned on her computer and logged into her email and was surprised that she hadn't heard from her friends. When she perused her mail, deleting the spam, she noticed the subject on one particular email.
"Who knew you were a slut!" Kim didn't recognize the sender, but after her vacation, she felt a twinge of nervousness tighten her stomach. She put the curser over the mail and clicked on it. There was no message, just a large picture of her naked snorting coke off her friend's naked ass.
"OH MY GOD!" She screamed. Kim paged down looking for something to identify who sent it but there wasn't a sender's name. What she found instead sent shivers down her spine, "Owner!" Kim sat for a second gathering her thoughts. She didn't remember snorting anything, let alone off her friend's ass.
Where did the picture come from? Who took it and what did he want? She stared at the picture not sure what to do. Kim grabbed her phone and called Brenda. When Brenda didn't answer she sat there wondering about where she could be. She couldn't remember a time when Brenda hadn't answered her phone.
When the line went dead, Kim jumped back to her computer and forwarded the email to Brenda, Janice, and Joyce, asking if they had gotten one too. She again called both the twins cellphones but they both went to voicemail again. With her problems at school and not knowing who to trust, Kim sat back and waited for someone to call or email her back. So many thoughts were going through her mind.
Who was sending her the picture? How did he or she get it? What does he want? What am I going to do? Why can't I reach my friends? With all these thoughts swirling around in her brain, but no answers to any of them, she brought her hands to her face and began to cry. She knew that this wasn't the end of it either but only the beginning.
Tom was watching as Kim opened her mail and smiled when he saw her reaction. When her emails hit his server he deleted them, knowing the only response would be another picture. He set up his computer to send her a new picture every fifteen minutes, with each successive picture being a little worse than the last. He knew her smart phone was connected to her email account and she would get each message almost immediately. Tom sat back and watched as with each new ding of her phone, Kimmy's fear grew.
By the end of the day, Kim had received over thirty pictures, with her naked in each one, sucking, fucking, licking, and doing drugs. Kim was in a full-fledged panic. By now she was afraid of what whoever was sending these pictures wanted from her. She called her friends over and over but not once getting through.
Kim was now sitting in her darkened living room afraid to move. Her mind was going over each and every one of the pictures. When her phone dinged once again, she jumped. As she reached for her phone with a shaking hand, her body pulsed. It felt like a vice was squeezing her chest and each picture was tightening it more. In spite of her fears, something else was scaring her even more. She slid her hand down between her legs and slipped a finger inside her core. She gasped when she realized her pussy was soaked. She didn't understand how she could be lubricating. How could her body be aroused? Her life was rapidly going down the drain. Nothing about that was arousing.
Kim opened the latest email and was surprised to see there wasn't a picture, but an attached MP4 file. There was only a single sentence.
"I OWN YOUR ASS!"
Kim clicked on the attachment and up popped her viewer. When the video started Kim again dropped her face in her hands and cried. There was her and Brenda, tied up in bed being fucked by four guys. She watched every second, unable to take her eyes off of it until it ended. The men had finished and untied them. When the men finished dressing, two of them gathered her and Brenda's clothes. While the other two turned Kim around and shoved her face into Brenda's sloppy cunt. The two women simply began to lick each other. The men laughed as they walked out of the room.
Kim couldn't take it anymore. She turned off her phone and started to turn off the computer. She didn't want to see anymore. But before she could turn it off, it dinged again. She sat there in shock as it dinged, and dinged, and dinged, and kept dinging. Kim jumped up and unplugged her computer. She felt helpless. That vice she felt before had changed, now it felt like the weight of the world, crushing her spirit, crushing her very soul.
Kim slept on the couch that night. She didn't have the energy to go to bed. When she woke a few hours later she slowly walked to her computer and plugged it back in. When it started up again it wouldn't boot up properly. She was now down to only her phone to communicate with the outside world. She turned on her cell and gasped. Her mail icon said 50 new messages. She clicked on the mail icon and dropped her phone as all of them were from "OWNER".
Kim sat in her robe, her hair a mess, with streaks of dried mascara on her cheeks from crying and her body feeling dirty after seeing all of the pictures and the video. She didn't want to open the mail but knew that if she didn't the OWNERcould ruin her with a click of the mouse. She had to see what he wanted. With each picture she felt more and more helpless. Her friends were nowhere to be found. Her coworkers were trying to get her fired, and the new school administration would fire her in a second if any one of these pictures were made public. But she continued to open each one.
Kim worked through each message till she got to the last one:
Slut,
From now on I own you. If you go to the police, I release the pictures and videos to the internet as well as everyone you know. The police will never be able to trace the origins of any of these messages but you will never work as a teacher again.
Each morning you will check your mail. I will assign you a task to complete. Complete the task and you're safe for the day. Fail and you will be ruined.
Today's task is go to into your room and throw out every pair of pants you own. You're to only wear skirts and dresses. No panties, leggings, or panty hose; nothing between your slut cunt and the world. You are also to eliminate any blouse or top that does not button up. I want see the bags of clothes out by the road for trash pickup tomorrow morning. I also want you to send pics of your closet showing what's left of your wardrobe. You have one hour to complete this task.
OWNER
Kim's body almost collapsed as she read the message. Her chest felt like it was about to implode and her heart was beating so fast she thought it might explode. Kim's hands were shaking and her mind went blank. She sat back and again tried to contact her friends, once more there was no answer. Now she was afraid that they were also being blackmailed and were not allowed to answer her calls. Kim sat for a few more minutes until she looked at the clock. It had already been 30 minutes since she opened the mail giving her the task of the day. 'Oh god when did he send it? I need to do the task!' Her mind screamed at her. In full panic mode she sprinted up the stairs to her room.
Wendy and Tom sat watching as Kim shot off the couch and run up to her room. She tore into her closet and soon clothes were being thrown out onto the floor. Five minutes later, Kim rushed to her dresser and dumped her panty drawer onto the ever growing pile of clothes. Knowing she didn't have much more time, she ran to the bathroom and dumped the clothes hamper on top of everything else. She knew she didn't have to throw everything out from the hamper but she didn't have time to sort it. Kim dashed downstairs and grabbed the box of garbage bags and ran back to her room. Ten minutes later, she was throwing six bags of clothes out by the road. Kim stood panting for a minute thinking she was finished, but then remembered that she needed to send out the pictures of her closet. Kim rushed into her house and up to the closet. She pulled her phone up and gasped. Her closet was almost empty. Hanging there were only about ten dresses and maybe a dozen skirts. She normally wore pullovers tee shirts and sweaters. She only had a handful of button up blouses. She snapped a few pictures and sent them to her OWNER.
As soon as the message was sent, she thought about what she had just gone through and in her head she thought, "Her Owner".
Melody had just arrived as Kimmy was carrying out the bags of clothes. Tom and Wendy were watching intently as Kimmy struggled to finish in under an hour. When the email arrived with her closet pictures, they screamed and hugged. Kimmy had taken her first step towards slavery.
"What's next," Wendy asked?
"Well, I'm going to acknowledge her mail and attach a picture of her bagging her clothes." Tom answered. "When she sees the pic, she'll know we have eyes on her. This will scare the hell out of her but she will remember it and it will make her obey."
Tom reached for the key board and composed the mail. As soon as he sent it, Kim's phone dinged. Kim looked at the display and opened the mail. She read the message, and then opened the attachment. When she saw the pic, her legs lost all strength and she dropped to the floor.
"He can see me!"
Kim slowly got up from the floor. She looked closely at the picture and tried to figure out where the camera was. She finally narrowed it down to an area but never actually found it. A few minutes later, she slowly walked to her room and went to bed, making sure she was covered completely.
The next morning she woke early. After going to bed early the night before it was just after daylight when she peaked out from under the covers. Kim looked around the room trying to see if she could locate any cameras but nothing looked out of place. She climbed out of bed and rushed to the bathroom to clean up. But when she sat on the toilet she blushed, "Oh god what if he has a camera in here?" She whispered.
She finished using the toilet and jumped up and turned out the light, hoping that he couldn't see her now. A few minutes later, Kim rushed to her room, grabbed a dress and slipped it on. Feeling a little better after her shower and clean clothes, she walked downstairs and looked for something to eat. Then her computer dinged.
Kim jumped when she heard the mail notification, "I've got to remember to turn it off each night." She thought.
Kim slowly walked to the computer like a condemned woman on the way to the gallows. Sure enough there were two messages from her owner.
I'm starting to think of him as my owner. Oh god what if it's a woman? Kim shoved the curser over the message that had "Open me first" In the subject line.
Slut,
To answer your question, yes, we have cameras all through your house. Microphones too. We can see and hear everything. Oh and they also have night vision, so it doesn't matter if you leave the lights on or not. Don't try to find them or disable them. If you do, you know what will happen. Now a few rules for you to live by.
1. From now on you're to be naked at home, no exceptions. You will be given instructions on what to wear at school each day.
2. Pick out your favorite pair of slut heels. Make sure they are at least 4" high. That is all you're to wear at home.
3. Never turn off your computer. Turn up the volume so you can hear the message sounder anywhere in the house.
4. Answer every email within ten minutes of receiving it. Failure to do this means a punishment.
5. Punishments double for each offence.
6. Each morning open your daily task at 6 am. You must complete each task in the time allotted. Failure means punishment.
7. You must remove any hair below your neck.
These rules are to be strictly followed or you will be punished. Other rules will be added at my discretion. You are not to speak to anyone about this unless you are given permission. Today you are to buy a burner smart phone and send us the number. Keep this phone with you at all times. You must answer it within two rings.
Your Owner
Kim read the message and a shiver ran down her spine. She felt like the walls were closing in on her. Now that she knew they had cameras everywhere, it was as if she was in jail, with no privacy.
She started to cry as she closed the first message and opened the second, "Today's Task" in the subject.
Slut,
In addition to the burner phone, today you are to complete the following task
:
1. There is a thrift store three blocks from you on Prospect St. Go there at noon and buy some clothes to supplement your wardrobe. You are to buy only the following:
1. Skirts no longer than four inches above the knee.
2. Dresses no longer than four inches above the knee and buttons up the front.
3. Blouses long and short sleeve. Button up, sheer as possible.
4. Shoes, heels, four inches and higher.
5. Evening dresses, 6 inches above the knee, sleeveless, and halter tops, and v-neck that extends to your navel.
2. Visit a local pet store and pick out a nice dog collar and leash. Wear it out of the store and always outside of school. Keep it with you at all times.
3. Purchase two dog dishes and have them monogrammed with "Slave Kimmy"
You have until 4:00 to finish these tasks. You must purchase at least 10 skirts, and blouses, 10 work dresses, 5 evening dresses, and 4 pairs of shoes. If you need to go to more than one store that is allowed. At 4:00 you must be naked and kneeling in the middle of the living room with your new clothes beside you. Do not disappoint me slut.
Your Owner.
Kim read and re-read the message. Her money was already tight; she would have to cut back somewhere to cover buying everything. She started to cry as everything was hitting her hard. She was losing the battle for control. Kim staggered to the kitchen and grabbed her phone and tried her friends once again.
"Please, please, please answer" she begged, but no one did.
Kim sat at her desk hoping her friends would call her back. She never felt so alone or out of control. She was in a daze when the computer dinged again. She jumped up, hoping it was one of her friends, but when she opened her mail, again it was from her Owner. She slowly clicked on the message and read:
Slut,
What don't you understand about always naked at home? You need to learn that we know exactly what you are doing and can see everything. Open the attach picture, it has been downloaded to your school website. It will stay there till you comply with the rules. Your rules have also been modified. You have 5 minutes to get naked and wearing your slut heels. You also have to open all blinds, curtains, ds or anything that covers any window. They will remain open until further notice. If you don't finish this task in the required time the picture remains on the website for one hour for each second you're late. Better hurry slut!
Your OWNER
Kim clicked on the picture, it was her naked with her face covered in cum. She screamed, jerked off her robe and ran up to her closet. She tore into the more than thirty shoe boxes looking for her highest heels. As she rarely wore high heels, they were buried deep in her closet and she was panicking as she knew every second mattered. When she found them, she slipped them on and ran to the window. Now a race, she dashed from room to room opening blinds and curtains. By the time she got downstairs, she had less than a minute to finish the final six windows. No longer just opening the blinds but just grabbing them and ripping them off the windows. She couldn't afford to be late. When the last blind came down, Kim dropped to her knees in front of the computer. "Please take down the picture. I completed the task." She begged. It was strange to be talking to no one, hoping that whoever was watching would remove the picture.
Tom and Wendy watched and laughed as they watched Kimmy run naked around the house opening her blinds. Wendy was on her phone talking to Melody who was watching from her house as the naked teacher was clearly visible in her windows. She slid her hand to her core and stroked her clit.
"It won't be long till you are doing this for me slut." She said as she headed out the door to her job at the thrift store.
When the computer dinged again, Kim rushed to open the mail.
Slut,
It took you long enough, but you made it in time. I will take the picture down but remember, your next punishment will be worse.
Your OWNER
Kim sat back with a sigh of relief, but remembered her task for the day. She looked at the clock and realized that she only had 30 minutes to get to the thrift store. Kim slowly stood and walked to her room. She looked at what was left of her clothes. She picked out a skirt and blouse to wear and having only bras, she grabbed one out of the drawer and started to put it on. But Kim remembered her rules and walked to the bathroom to fix her hair and makeup. Ten minutes later, Kim walked downstairs and to the door. She stopped, dressed and took a deep breath. Her mind cleared a bit and she opened the door and walked out to her car and got in. She was on autopilot when she got to the local convenience store. Kim purchased a burner phone and emailed the number to her "Owner". Each time that thought went through her mind it rang a little more true.
Melody sat behind the register waiting for Kimmy to arrive. Her pussy was soaked thinking about how she was going to humiliate her teacher and soon to be slave. When she saw "Kimmy's" car pull up she smiled and texted her friends.
"She's here but it's 12:01. She's late!"
Kim had never been in this store before, she wasn't sure what to expect. The lack of panties and her slut heels already had her blushing. Even though she knew no one would know her that didn't stop her body from still being flushed. She took a deep breath and walked through the door.
Melody stayed behind the counter watching as Kimmy was looking around the store. She could tell her teacher was blushing and very nervous.
'She's going to be blushing a lot more by the time I'm finished with her.' She thought
DING! Kim jumped and looked down into her purse surprised that her phone had gone off. Once the initial shock had worn off she hurriedly rummaged through the purse until she found her phone and pulled it out. 'Please let it is one of my friends,' she thought to herself. But it wasn't one of her friends; instead she saw an emailed titled, "YOU WERE LATE!"
Kim instantly went weak in the knees and out of panic and fear quickly looked around the store. 'How did he know? Is he watching me now?' But there was no one in the thrift store that Kim could see besides herself and the sales girl. She glanced back down at her phone, and using one of her shaky fingers, opened the new email.
SLUT,
YOU'RE NOT VERY GOOD AT FOLLOWING ORDERS ARE YOU? YOU WERE LATE, SO YOU MUST BE PUNISHED! TAKE YOUR PHONE TO THE SALES GIRL, GIVE IT TO HER AND SHOW HER THIS EMAIL. YOU WILL DO WHATEVER SHE TELLS YOU TO DO. TELL HER WHAT YOU ARE THERE TO BUY, AND LET HER PICK OUT YOUR CLOTHES. YOU WILL FOLLOW ALL HER INSTRUCTIONS TO THE LETTER. IF YOU FAIL TO FOLLOW EVEN ONE COMMAND, THE PUNISHMENT WILL GET WORSE. SHE WILL KEEP YOUR PHONE UNTIL YOU ARE DONE SHOPPING TO TAKE PICTURES AND SEND THEM TO ME OR TELL ME IF YOU ARE DISOBEYING. DON'T DISAPPOINT ME SLUT!
YOUR OWNER
Melody watched all the color drain from Kimmy's face. Whatever Tom had told her to do it must have been good. She watched Kimmy turn every shade of red, and watched her struggle with the indecision over what to do.
After a minute or so, Melody got up and walked to the nervous teacher staring at her phone like the longer she looked at it the less real it would be.
"Miss Watson, I never knew you shopped here. What is it you're looking for?"
Kim looked up, startled out of her disbelief by Melody. When she realized that it was one of her students she went white as a ghost again. When the color did come back it was a brilliant red that started at her neck and spread up through her cheeks stopping at her ears.
"Ohhhhh... Ahhhh...Hi Melody, I... I ... just need a few things and money is a little tight. I thought I would check this store out."
"Well if it's cheap you want, this is the place. What exactly are you looking for?" Melody asked innocently, getting more and more curious about the new instructions Kimmy was given.
Kim was looking at the floor and fidgeting with her phone. She didn't want to give her phone to her student, but she couldn't see any way out of this. If she didn't do as she was told the next punishment would be worse.
Melody watched her teacher resign herself to whatever decision she had been to make.
Without looking at Melody she slowly raised her hand holding the phone and quietly, in almost a whisper said, "I'm supposed to give you this. Please take it and read it."
Melody took the phone and read through the email quickly. She smiled and began to giggle. Tom never ceased to surprise her.
Kim heard Melody giggle and then heard her say, "Why Miss Watson, you have been a naughty girl. Who knew you were such a slut!"
Kim's face got more red, the color of a cooked lobster, but she said nothing, just kept looking at the floor. "So what do you need to buy Miss Watson?"
Kim wanted to fade into the paint on the walls. She couldn't imagine being any more embarrassed and humiliated then she currently was. "I'm looking for some skirts, blouses, dresses and shoes," she said timidly.
"Wow, that's a lot, what happened to your wardrobe? Usually people only buy one or two things; it sounds like you're replacing your entire collection of clothes." Melody was playing the role of innocent school girl. She figured it would embarrass her teacher even more.
Kim gasped when she heard Melody. "I guess you could say that." She whispered her voice disappearing quickly.
"Well let's get started. What do you need? What size do you wear?"
Kim blushed again and couldn't look her student in the eye as she whispered, "I need to buy 10 skirts and blouses, 10 work dresses, 5 evening dresses, and four pair of shoes."
"Wow, that's a lot. You are desperate Miss Watson."
"I...I...I need to get this done quickly. I wear a size 6, can you help me?"
"Sure teach, follow me. But I think you should call me... Hmmmm... Miss Melody."
Kim nodded slightly, feeling as low as she had ever felt in her life. Then realizing that her student was just standing in front of her looking at her she quickly said, "Yes Miss Melody.
"Ok, that’s better." Melody moved back down the aisle, "Most of the skirts and dresses in your size are back here. There's not much of a***ion but I think we can fix you up." Melody beamed as she led the nervous, blushing teacher towards the back of the store. "How much time do you have?"
"I need to be back to my house by 4:00. I can't be late." Kim said quietly.
"Can't be late? Ohhhh you have been a bad girl!" Melody teased and watched for Kimmy's reaction.
Kim gasped and blushed even more when she heard what Melody said. She simply nodded and waited until her student handed her a couple of skirts.
Melody grabbed a couple of short skirts and a shear white pullover blouse and handed them to Kim.
"I can't wear a pullover blouse. It needs to be button up."
"Why not, it's not against school policy? This will go with just about everything." Melody demanded.
"I'm not allowed," Kim blurted out before she realized what she said.
"OOOOHHH not allowed, that sounds like fun!"
On a normal day, Kim would have put the arrogant student in her place. However, in her present situation she just had to nod. She handed the blouse back to Melody and waited till she gave her a button up blouse.
Melody could hardly contain her excitement, but took a deep breath and with a firm voice ordered her teacher, "Okay bad girl, drop your skirt and try one of these on, the top too."
Kim's eyes almost popped out of her head "We’re not going to the dressing room Miss Melody?"
"If you have to be back by 4, we don't have time for you to walk to the front of the store to change. We're the only ones here so do it right here, now!"
When Kim started to balk, Melody just gave her a hard look and pointed at her skirt. "Do I need to send an email to your owner?"
Kim quickly jumped to life shaking her head violently. "Please no Miss Melody. I won't question you again." Kim reached behind her and unzipped the skirt and dropped it to the floor.
"That's better! Oh my, who knew you were such a slut, no panties!" exclaimed Melody when seeing that Kimmy had no underwear on. "Take off the top too. Are you wearing a bra?"
Kim would have crawled into a hole if there was one available, but did as she was told and took off her blouse too. She then grabbed a skirt that Melody handed her and pulled it up her legs. Her only thoughts were to cover her most private area. As soon as the skirt was fastened, Kim realized that it was way too short. It barely came to mid-thigh and was very tight.
"That looks good on you; I can't wait to see you at school wearing it. Now try on this one."
Kim didn't say anything but took off the skirt and put on the second. It was even worse than the first one. It was only about 3" below her dripping pussy.
"OOOH I like that one too. Here try on this dress." Melody handed Kim a slinky evening dress that was strapless.
Kim blushed again and removed the skirt. When she stepped into the dress, Melody barked.
"Jeesh Miss Watson, you can't wear a bra with this dress. Take it off and hand it here."
Kim didn't think things could get worse, but when Melody demanded her bra, she almost collapsed down to the floor. Her legs were like rubber and her head was spinning. But it was her body's reaction that shocked the trembling teacher. She never in her life was more aroused that at that moment.
"Well, give it here." Melody said again with more authority.
Kim had no resistance left, reached behind her and unsnapped the bra. She slid it down her arms and handed it to Melody. She was now naked except her heels. The dress was lying at her feet.
"Wake up teach, or do you like to stand around a store naked; God how did you get to be a teacher?"
Kim jumped at Melody's words and bent over and slid the dress over her hips. When she finally fastened the dress, she looked more like a prostitute than a teacher. Her tits were barely contained and the hem just covered her crotch.
Melody walked over to the blushing teacher and ran her hands over the dress, making sure she touched her everywhere. Kim, in spite of her mind screaming at being felt up, was getting even more excited. Her nipples were about to poke holes in the bodice and her cunt was starting to leak down her legs.
"Miss Watson, get control of yourself. I'm not that kind of girl. Look at you, I think you're about to have an orgasm stripping in front of me."
Kim was devastated hearing what Melody said. She lost control of her legs and dropped to her knees and started to cry. "I'm sorry Melody; I don't understand what's happening to me. Please don't say anything. I'll maintain control of myself. Please help me get the clothes. I can't be late getting home."
"Well I guess I can keep my mouth shut, but you need to do whatever I tell you till we finish." Melody said as she stroked the kneeling teacher cheek with her hand.
"Thank you Miss Melody. I'll do what I'm told." Kim answered.
Melody giggled and decided to push things. Okay, let's get you some new shoes. Crawl over to the shoe department and let's see if we have anything that fits you."
Kim started to get up, but Melody pushed her back down. "I said crawl, didn't you say you would do what you're told?"
"Yes Miss Melody, I'm sorry." Kim answered and started to crawl down the aisle. Melody's cunt gushed and she was glad she was wearing black pants today.
Over the next three hours, Melody had Kim crawling all over the store naked as she picked out garment after garment for the submissive teacher to try on. Kim no longer complained about the length or the material and the fit of anything Melody handed her. Finally Melody gathered all the clothes in the keep pile and walked up to the counter. Kim just knelt on the floor, by now she just did as Melody instructed.
"Well Kimmy, are you going to pay for these?"
"Yes Miss Melody." She answered and crawled towards the counter.
"God I've never met such a slut. Get dressed Kimmy. You can't go home naked. Kim's head dropped and tears flowed down her cheeks. "Please Miss Melody, please don't tell anyone about this."
"Well since you addressed me properly, I'll keep your secret. But if you forget and don't address me properly, I just might have to tell everyone."
"Thank you Miss Melody, I won't forget to address you with the proper respect." Kim answered and cowered on the floor.
By the time, Melody finally finished ringing up all the clothes it was almost 4:00. Kim was watching the clock and knew that it was going to be close. When Melody finally finished, Kim handed her a credit card and rushed out the door. Before she realized it she was sitting in her car naked. She hadn't even dressed. With no time to waste, she started the car and drove home naked.
When she pulled into her driveway, Kim grabbed the four large bags and ran to her door. Just as the time said 4:00, Kim dropped to her knees with her new clothes scattered around her. "Owner I'm back and finished my tasks." Kim said with a shaky voice.
Chapter 3
Kim waited on her knees until the computer dinged with a message. She quickly opened the message and gasped.
SLUT,
WHERE IS YOUR COLLAR, LEASH AND MONOGRAMMED BOWLS?
Owner.
Kim stared at the computer and started to cry. "Please don't release the pictures. I forgot and getting the clothes took much longer than I anticipated. I'll get them tomorrow, please forgive me," she pleaded to an empty room. Kim felt even more foolish talking to herself and begging for forgiveness. Before she could do anything else her computer dinged again. Slowly she opened the message:
Slut,
Not completing a task is not acceptable. You must now complete your first task and an additional one. Now open your bags and pick out the shortest skirt and the sheerest blouse. Put them on, no bra. The blouse won't be buttoned but tied below your tits. Then you must leave the bottom two buttons open on the skirt.
You will go to the Colony Pet Store on Elm St. Make sure you try on several collars and leashes, then ask which one looks best from someone. Have the clerk make up your new bowls and pay for everything. Answer any questions truthfully. You never know, it might be me asking them. If you don't answer truthfully you will be punished.
After finishing at the pet store, wear the collar and leash out and go to the Adult store on High street. It's the one down the road from the school. You are to purchase the following items:
2 pairs of handcuffs
2 pairs of leg shackles, one 6", one 12"
3 anal plugs, 1 medium, 1 large, 1 extra-large.
3 vibrators, of different sizes, nothing less than 8" long and 2" wide.
3 wireless vibrators, 1 egg, 1 butterfly, 1 anal
1 riding crop
2 floggers
3 sets of nipple clips, 1 with alligator clips, one with adjustable clamps, and one with a clit clip too.
I blindfold
1 whip
4 canes each a different thickness.
2 gags, 1 ball, 1 ring
You are to ask the clerk for help picking out these items and anything else they might suggest. If they ask why, you will tell them you are a slave and your owner told you to purchase everything. When you have finished with your purchase, offer to blow or eat the clerk as a thank you. You must wear a set of nipple clips, anal plug, collar and leash when you leave. When you get home, lay everything out on the living room floor and wait on your knees for your next command. You have 2 hours to complete these tasks.
Your Owner
Kim couldn't breathe; just going out wearing what was ordered was humiliating enough, but to do what was expected was beyond comprehension. For almost ten minutes she simply sat there and cried. When her brain started to work again, she slowly stood and dumped the bags from the Thrift Store on the floor and rooted through them until she found what was required for her to wear.
Five minutes later, Kim was standing at her front door. Her blouse was so shear that you could easily see her nipples and not only that, but because of how it was tied, her tits threatened to fall out at any moment. The skirt was so short that when she left the bottom two buttons open, every step exposed her cunt. Stealing herself, she opened the door and walked to her car.
Kim sat in her car for a minute. She was so humiliated being dressed this way out in public. Her body totally exposed and to go to the pet store down the street?
Oh my god what if a student is working there? How will I explain how I'm dressing and what I'm buying? I will be ruined for sure.
All these questions were swirling around in her head, but her body was experiencing something entirely different. Without even realizing it her right hand drifted to her rock hard nipples and started to lightly caress them. She moaned as the sensations shot straight to her crotch. Her left hand slipped beneath her skirt and slid up her slit. Kim groaned as her fingers felt the wetness and her clit pulsed. She closed her eyes as her fingers dipped into her core and her body trembled with arousal. It only took a moment before she climaxed and soaked her hand.
Kim sat in her car oblivious to the outside world as her body shook from the massive climax. Panicking she quickly looked around to see if anyone was watching the nearly naked teacher masturbate in her driveway.
What is wrong with me? Why am I doing this out here? It's bad enough that someone is blackmailing me and me to humiliate myself. But to do this to myself...
Kim was slowly gaining control of her body as the climax slowly dissipated. Her mind once again taking charge, she started the car and headed towards the pet shop.
Wendy answered her phone at work. It was Tom calling. "Wendy, Kimmy is on her way, have lots of fun."
Wendy giggled and put her phone back in her purse. The shop wasn't busy and she didn't expect anyone to stop by, as closing time was in 45 minutes. She watched out the window and smiled when she saw Kimmy pull up out front. She almost laughed out loud when she saw how the teacher was dressed. She looked like a hooker.
Kim sat in her car for a minute, but knew she didn't have any time to waste. She got out of the car and walked into the pet store.
"May I help you?" Wendy asked, "Oh Miss Watson, I didn't know you had a pet? What are you looking for?"
Kim tried to talk but her voice was gone. She finally whispered, "I need a dog collar, leash and two dog bowls monogramed."
"I'm sorry, did you say dog collars and dog dishes? Do you have a dog?"
"No Wendy, I don't"
"Then why do you need them? Are they a gift? What size do you need?"
Kim blushed down her chest, she looked down at the floor and quietly stated, "No, they're for me."
"Wow who would have thought that Miss Watson was so kinky? Sure I can help, follow me. Oh what do you want on the bowls?"
"Please put Slave Kimmy on them" She answered.
"OOOH, I thought you were going to a party or something dressed like you are, but you're just a slut slave. This is going to be fun. I can't wait to get back to school and tell everyone."
"OOOHHH GGGOODD NNNOOO, PLEASE DON'T DO THAT!" Kim screamed. "Please keep this between us. I'll pay you. Whatever you want?" Kim begged.
"Oh I like this, my own naked slut teacher begging to do anything I want. Okay, I won't tell anyone, but you owe me. I'll make a copy of the security tape just in case you forget to honor my request. Now follow me back to the dog area and let's see what fits on that pretty neck."
Kim could only agree, "Yes Wendy, I won't forget."
"It's Miss Wendy from now on and don't forget it."
"Yes Miss Wendy."
Wendy was having the time of her life. Here was her teacher, dressed like a slut, and begging to do anything for her. She smiled as she handed Kimmy three different collars. "Here try these and let's see which looks best."
Kim was lost, could this day get any worse. Here she was standing in a pet store, dressed like a whore. She was giving into one of her students and buying a dog collar. She couldn't respond to Wendy but simply nodded her head and grabbed the collars. The first one was a narrow strap, bright pink, with rhinestones and a couple of rings. The second was Black about an inch and a half wide with large studs all around it. It even came with a small lock. The third one was white, 1" wide and a ring.
Kim wrapped the pink one around her neck. Wendy chuckled at how silly she looked. Kim knew that no one would take her seriously when she was wearing it. Wendy nodded and giggled at the blushing teacher. Kim took off the pick collar and tried on the black one. It felt heavy around her neck and being so wide, even loose it felt like she was .
Wendy looked at Kim's face when she fastened the black collar around her neck. Wendy watched as her teacher's entire body slumped as soon as she finished buckling it.
'Oh god, that's the one. She feels like a slave when she puts it on. I can see it in her eyes.' Wendy mused.
"Now put on the white one Kimmy."
Kim cringed when she heard what Wendy called her. Normally she would have lit into anyone who called her that. Kim hated that bastardization of her name. It always embarrassed her when someone called her that.
But she didn't want to piss Miss Wendy off, so she just nodded and put the white one on, she actually breathed a sigh of relief when she took off the black one. That collar scared her. The others were bad enough, but the black one made her feel like a slave.
When the white one was secure Kim looked at Wendy and asked. "Miss Wendy, which collar do you like?"
"OOOHH I get to choose? That's fun. I like them all; I especially like the black one though. What do you think, Kimmy?"
Kim cringed again but bit her tongue, "I can't tell, you choose, Please?"
"Sure, I think you should buy all three. It depends on what you're wearing as to which collar to wear. With these three you should have all your bases covered. I mean basic black in school, really?" Wendy the fashionista said.
Kim gasped as the white collar suddenly got tighter. The mention of wearing a collar 24 / 7 immediately came to mind. "Yes Miss Wendy, I'll take all three."
"Great, here are the matching leashes. Why don't we clip on the leash then get your bowls ready." Wendy said as she pushed past the humiliated teacher blushing in the aisle.
Kim's mind stopped working for a few seconds as it hit her she was in real trouble. In just 24 hours or so she was humiliating herself in front of some of her students. There wasn't anyone around her telling her to do this. It was only her word that she was being in the pet store. As a shiver went up her spine, she turned and followed Miss Wendy to the back.
Ten minutes later, they were at the checkout. Kim couldn't look Wendy in the eyes, it was too embarrassing. She only wanted to get out of there and finish the worst day of her life.
Wendy watched as Kimmy walked out the door and called Tom. "She's on her way to pick up the toys."
Kim knew the adult store which her owner told her to go. It was very close to her school and the chances of someone seeing her walking in were pretty good. Kim was afraid to pull into the lot and drove by the store a couple of times before she worked up the courage to pull in. When she did, she pulled all the way to the back so no one would recognize her car. Kim sat slumped down in the seat and peeked out the windows, praying no one saw her.
After a couple of minutes she realized that it was Sunday evening and most everyone was home and the street was deserted. Kim opened the door, stepped out of the car, straightened her clothes as best she could and walked quickly to the door.
When Kim walked in the door, she was surprised. It was clean with wide aisles, and didn't smell bad. She exhaled as soon as she noticed that other than the clerk, no one else was there. Kim looked at the clerk, and was surprised it was a woman. She relaxed a bit and walked to the counter.
"Could you help me?" Kim asked.
"Sure what do you want slut?" Helen stated. It was obvious this woman was not here on her own volition.
Kim blushed and set the list on the counter. She couldn't speak but noticed her name tag, Helen.
Helen smiled and looked into Kim's eyes. "You're fucked, or you fucked up. Well slave, did your master send you in here? Or is it Mistress?"
Kim couldn't speak, her voice was gone, she simply nodded.
"Judging by the way you're dressed and how far down you're blushing you aren't trained yet. Don't worry honey, it's just starting. Soon this might be the highlight of your day, buying new toys to play with and all. Relax and you'll be out of here shortly."
Tears streamed down Kim's face as she listened to Helen. Every statement scared her more and more. By the time Helen had everything on the list Kim was defeated. She simply paid for everything, when she remembered the last task.
"Miss Helen, may I eat you out as a tip?"
"No, maybe next time and there will be a next time, I'll guarantee it."
Kim felt as if she was about to throw up because her stomach was heaving so badly. She grabbed the bags and ran out the door. She got to the trunk, dropped to her knees and vomited. She was alone, afraid, and out of control. There was No Way Out.
When Kim finished vomiting behind her car she slowly stood up. She grabbed the bags, opened the trunk and tossed them in. Twenty minutes later she walked into her house. She stepped into the living room, opened all the bags and spread everything out around her. She slipped out of her blouse and skirt and knelt down with everything around her. Almost immediately the computer dinged.
Kim's body trembled as she reached for the mouse and opened the mail.
Slut,
It appears that, this time, you finished your tasks in the allotted amount of time, however, in the future always strip before you enter your front door. Tomorrow is the first day of school. To prepare, here are a few rules for you to follow. Failure to follow any rule will result in a punishment.
1. You must always do as instructed by your owner. No exceptions.
2. You will never cum without permission.
3. You will not use the bathroom without permission.
4. You will use an enema each morning to clean out your ass.
5. From now on unless otherwise instructed, you will have your ass plugged outside of school. You will take the plug out when you get to your room at school, and insert it back in before you leave the room at the end of the day.
6. When removing your plug, you will clean it with your mouth.
7. You may only remove your collar when at school. It must be around your neck all other times.
8. You may wear anything you wish from you new wardrobe unless otherwise directed by your owner.
9. Your daily task will be delivered at 6:00 am each morning. You should be waiting for it.
10. You will from now on at the top of each hour you are not at school, masturbate for 10 minutes. You will not cum.
11. You will receive a list of punishments. When a punishment is due, you will pick one from the list and tell your owner of your choice. Once you have completed the punishment it will be eliminated as a choice for future punishments.
You should memorize each rule as you will be required to recite it on demand. If you fail, you will be punished. The rest of your evening is free. Don't forget to follow all rules.
Your Owner
Kim could only sit and look at her rules. They only rein the feeling of helplessness. She slowly picked up her toys and new clothes scattered about the living room floor. She carried everything to her room and started to put things up. Kim remembered rule five. She grabbed the smallest plug and groaned. Kim had never had anything up her ass. She'd never even let her ex-husband to touch her ass. Now she had to put this enormous thing in her virgin hole, knowing that if she waited any longer her owner would punish her. She walked to the bathroom to find something to lubricate the plug and her rear passage. Having never done this before, she covered her fingers on her right hand and slid it back to her ass. She coated her ring and slowly inserted a finger. It took a couple of minutes to relax as she pushed it deeper and deeper. When her ass was well coated, she added another finger, and then another. She knew that the plug, over two inches wide at the widest point, would be difficult to get in. Hoping that her preparations were enough, she brought the plug back behind her and pointed it at her brown ring. At first is wasn't too bad and she breathed a sigh of relief. But the further in it went, the more pain. Kim was panting as the plug reached its widest point. The pain was almost unbearable and it wasn't going any further. Kim didn't know what to do. The plug was at a point where the pain kept her from relaxing enough to push it any deeper. Still kneeling on the floor, Kim straightened her legs and sat down hard on the floor. She screamed as her own body weight violently shoved the large plug the final inch into her ass. Kim cried at the pain and her body trembled as her rectum never felt so full. Kim was sure she had damaged her ass, but after a couple of minutes the throbbing slowed and she was able to breathe again.
By then it was very late so she fixed herself something to eat and settled down for the night. Just before she went to bed, she walked into the bathroom and started to pee. She started to sit on the toilet but remembered she had to ask for permission. Feeling very foolish she stood and said out loud, "Please may I go to the bathroom?" She stood there not knowing what else to do. She stood there for at least 10 minutes before she walked back down to the computer to email her owner for permission. Again she waited and now her need to go was even more urgent. Kim sat down in front of the computer, praying for her owner to send her a message.
It was now eleven o'clock and Kim really had to pee, bad. But she had to masturbate for ten minutes. She had masturbated each hour for the last few hours, but now needing to pee so badly she wasn't sure she would be able to keep from peeing when she touched her core. The accumulative effect of masturbating each hour was very noticeable. Her body was staying aroused a little longer after each session. She had just calmed down from the last hour and now she had to do it again.
Kim dropped her hand down past her stomach and touched her cunt. Her entire body jumped as soon as she touched her clit. Her bladder pulsed and a little piss dripped down her crack and over her ass. Kim was breathing hard and her cunt was on a hair trigger. She gritted her teeth and slid her finger down her labia and felt the copious amount of liquid now streaming out of her core. Trying to do anything in her power to keep from having an orgasm she slowly slid her finger deep inside her body and followed rule 10.
Kim was just able to finish her ten minutes without climaxing. 'God I don't think I'll be able to keep from climaxing next time.' She thought.
It was then the computer dinged. Kim jumped and opened it as quick as she could, praying for permission to relieve herself.
Slut,
You asked for permission to use the toilet. Sorry not until tomorrow morning. From now on, you will relieve your bladder when you clean your ass. If you piss your bed you will be punished. One more thing, you must use a vibrator when masturbating from now on.
Your Owner
Kim was on her knees begging for her owner to have mercy. "Please Master it's the first day, have mercy and let me use the bathroom. I'm begging you, I'll do anything you wish just let me pee." If anyone had been walking by at the time and looked into Kim's window, they would have been treated to a unique sight. Kim was on her knees, her hands clasped in front of her looking like she was praying, but naked and wearing a dog collar, leash, butt plug, and talking to no one.
Tom, Wendy, and Melody were watching their teacher humiliate herself begging to be allowed to pee. "How long are you going to wait Tom?" Melody asked.
"I'm thinking when she curls up in a fetal position on the floor I'll give in."
"You are evil but I love it." Wendy chimed in.
"Let's work up a set of punishments for her to choose. Remember the ones outside school should be much more humiliating. Here is my first thought. She has to take a picture of her cunt or her tits during each class and send it to us." Tom said.
"I like it, how about she has to drive to and from work naked and dress in the parking lot for a week." Wendy added.
"Good, here's one; she has to visit a glory hole and suck off ten cocks and wear their spunk till she showers the next day." Melody suggested.
"Wow you guys are good. Let's write everything down and send it to her with her task tomorrow morning." Tom said as he grabbed a piece of paper and started to write them down."
15 minutes later it was ready to send. There would only be five punishments on the first list. When she completes the first one, another would be added.
Tom prepared the email:
Slut,
You will fail at following one of the rules eventually. So in order to give you some control you will have the choice of which punishment you want. Here is a list of punishments to choose. When you have finished one punishment you will receive a revised list dropping the one and adding another.
1. You will strip naked in your classroom, use your phone and record yourself masturbating at your desk, while screaming out how you want to be a slave to the students and how you want them to use you. You will then send it to me and download it to your computer under the file 'My Fantasies'.
2. You will drive to and from work naked, dressing and undressing in the school parking lot for the next week. You will again film each trip and save to your fantasy file as well as send me a copy.
3. You will have someone paddle your ass for twenty swats. This does not have to happen at school. You will also record it and send it to me as well as save it in your new file.
4. You will go back the adult store and visit the glory hole and suck off ten men. You will wear any spunk you don't swallow till the next day when you shower.
5. You will visit a titty bar and dance on amateur night.
Remember even if the punishment does not state to video it; you must send me proof and save a copy to your fantasy file.
Enjoy your day slut.
Your Owner.
Kim was now lying on the floor as her body was screaming to relieve her bladder. Her arousal was skyrocketing and her mind was clouded. Finally she surrendered and curled up in a fetal position to wait for the inevitable. A few minutes later her computer dinged. Hoping against hope that her owner was about to give her relief, she jumped up and opened the mail. When she read the message, she broke down and cried, thinking about which punishment she was going to endure after she couldn't hold it any longer and pissed all over the floor.
Just when she was about to give up, her computer dinged again indicating another message. She opened the message and screamed as she ran to the bathroom. There are times when you really have to go and when it happens it's almost like an orgasm. Kim though was already aroused after masturbating all evening and with the full bladder, did orgasm. It was obvious and Tom and his cohorts knew it. He smiled as he wondered what punishment Kimmy would choose.
By the time Kim recovered from pissing and the massive orgasm, it was almost 12:00. She groaned as she knew that she had to masturbate again, but in the back of her head was the list of punishments. Kim slowly stood and didn't hear the computer ding, dragged her exhausted and still very aroused body to the bedroom, grabbed a vibrator and waited for midnight.
Kim's first night under the new house rules was probably the worst night of her life. At the top of each hour her iPhone alarm sounded and she continued to arouse her body. Each time it was more difficult to calm down and go back to sleep. By the time her alarm rang to get up, she hadn't even been able to go back to sleep from the last session. Now exhausted she practically crawled into the bathroom and pulled the anal plug out of her body. She didn't have an enema bag but tried to get out any waste in her intestines. She pissed and hoped that she would be able to get through the day without having to go again. Finally she stepped into the shower and cleaned up a best she could. When she stepped out of the shower, she glanced at the clock and gasped. It was already 6:00 and she needed to be at the computer. She ran downstairs and knelt before it still soaking wet from her shower. As soon as it dinged, she frantically opened the mail. Kim moaned when she read it.
Slut
Your task for the day is as follows. At the start of each odd numbered period you will unbutton one button on your skirt or blouse. By the end of the day you will have opened 5 buttons. You will sit on your desk for at least half of each class and never cross your legs. You will not re-button any button after it has been unfastened.
Also you broke rule 2 last night. I expect you to inform me before you leave for school which punishment you will do.
Your Owner
Kim sat looking at the mail. The morning wouldn't be bad, but by the 5th period she would be showing way too much for a teacher and by the 9th period, she was sure her students would be able to see her privates. She groaned and opened the punishment email from last night.
Kim read and re-read the list several times. None of the options were good. However anything at school was out of the question. That left the very unappealing options of stripping at a bar or sucking a bunch of cocks. The least objectionable option was driving to school and home naked. If she left early there would be only a few people on the drive in, and waiting for a while after school would allow most everyone to leave before she had to strip in the parking lot. The choice was clear, that was what she would do.
Twenty minutes later, Kim carried her clothes for the day downstairs and fixed her some toast and coffee. She quietly ate and then walked to the computer and sent out what punishment she had chosen.
When she finally opened the door and walked out on her porch, the sun was up but still no one was around. After scanning the street, she made a mad dash for the car and jumped in. When her ass hit the seat, she remembered the plug still embedded in her ass. She knew she would have to stop by a store on the way home to pick up an enema bag. 'I better ask my Owner if I can stop before I do it. I don't want another punishment.'
Kim placed her phone in the holder on the dash, pointed it at her and started the video. She slumped a bit and headed off to school. It was going to be a long day.
Chapter 4
Kim arrived at work a nervous wreck. Driving naked scared her to death. Although there was little traffic, being naked both scared and aroused her exhausted body. Sitting in the teacher's parking lot, she was surprised at the number of cars already there. She grabbed her skirt and blouse and dressed without getting out of her car. After she finished dressing she opened the white collar and put it in her purse.
'God I hate that thing I feel like I'm every time I put it on,' Kim thought.
Kim looked around checking to see if anyone might have seen her but it appeared that no one was around. Stepping out of the car she straightened her skirt and tucked her blouse in and walked to the door. Walking in the high heels was an adventure. She never wore heels much and never ones so high. It only took a few minutes before her feet and calves started to hurt.
After entering the school, Kim walked down the hall and past the main office. Her heels clicking echoed on the hard floors announcing her arrival. Just after she passed the office, Helen and office assistant walked out into the hall and saw Kim.
"Oh My God what is Kim Watson wearing?" She said quietly looking at the short skirt barely extending to mid-thigh, and a blouse that was quite sheer. You couldn't actually see beneath it but her bra was visible. When she noticed the stilettos she had to say something.
"Good Morning Kim, how are you? Going out after work?" Helen said with a touch of sarcasm.
Kim jumped when she heard her name and turned to see who it was. "Oh Good Morning Helen, you startled me. I'm good, a little tired I didn't sleep well last night. No I just was going home. I did some shopping over the weekend and decided to wear a new outfit."
Helen looked at the obviously nervous teacher and smiled, "A little risky for school don't you think? I'm sure all the boys are going to love it."
Kim just nodded and turned to go to her room when she heard Helen comment. "What a slut, I wonder if she's fucking a student."
Kim kept walking and hurried to her room. As soon as she arrived she dropped into her chair and cried. 'God what am I going to do? By the end of the day I'll be exposing all I have to the last class.'
Kim sat quietly arranging her desk and preparing for classes when her phone vibrated indicating an email. She groaned but opened it anyway. It was from her owner.
Slave
Here is the revised list of punishments. One thing to keep in mind, if you are being punished and break a rule, the next punishment is chosen by me. You only get to choose which punishment when you are not being punished.
1. You will strip naked in your classroom, use your phone and record yourself masturbating at your desk, while screaming out how you want to be a slave to the students and how you want them to use you. You will then send it to me and download it to your computer under the file 'My Fantasies'.
2. You will seduce the first person you speak with. Male or female, student or adult. You will again film and save to your fantasy file as well as send me a copy.
3. You will have someone paddle your ass for twenty swats. This does not have to happen at school. You will also record it and send it to me as well as save it in your new file.
4. You will go back the adult store and visit the glory hole and suck off ten men. You will wear any spunk you don't swallow till the next day when you shower.
5. You will visit a titty bar and dance on amateur night.
You better be good, you might not like what I choose.
Your Owner
Kim read the new list and cringed. Now there weren't any punishments she wanted to do. Choosing the next one was going to be hard. Kim made up her mind that she was going to follow all the rules.
Tom smiled when he sent her the revised list. Wendy already had a plan to force her to break a rule. She was going to slip her a water pill in her coffee this morning. By early afternoon, she will have no choice but to go to the bathroom and take a piss. It was going to be fun watching her squirm trying to not go.
Wendy entered the school just after seven. She headed to her locker which was down the hall from Kimmy's room. When she saw the light on she smiled and walked into the room.
Kim jumped when the door opened. When she saw Wendy she gasped. After visiting the pet store yesterday, Wendy was the last person she wanted to meet.
"Good Morning Miss Watson, you look great today. I love the new look."
Kim blushed and could only mumble, "Good Morning Wendy, thank you."
"Oh so now today it's Wendy, yesterday it was Miss Wendy. I just wanted to see which color collar you're wearing."
"I'm not wearing a collar today Miss Wendy."
"Just checking I guess you're not being punished anymore?"
Kim just wanted to crawl into a hole, just shook her head and walked to the back of the room to hang a new poster on the wall. As soon as she had her back turned, Wendy dropped two water pills into her coffee. "I have to go Miss Watson, I'll see you later." Wendy said and turned to leave the room. "I can't wait till you are being punished again and have to wear one of your new collars to school."
Kim gasped and turned to say something but Wendy had already left. 'God what have I gotten into. If this goes any further I'm ruined.'
Twenty minutes later the bell rang to start classes. Kim was standing at her desk and slowly opened a button on her skirt. It showed more leg but not enough to raise any comments.
The day started out pretty good. Kim made it through the first two classes with no problem. Now was the start of the third period and she opened a button on her blouse. Again is wasn't too bad, the blouse opened to just above her breasts and showed a little cleavage but nothing too over the top. However Kim knew that the next button would show a lot more. As Kim waited for the students to settle down when she felt the first urge to pee. 'Oh god not now, it's way too early to have to go.'
Melody talked to a couple of friends who also had Miss Watson in the morning. Wendy and Tom had her in the fifth and seventh period. Melody had her for ninth. She asked for her friends to watch Miss Watson closely and tell her how she was dressed. Melody wanted to catch her slave disobeying.
By the fifth period, Kim was very nervous. If she unbuttoned the next button on her blouse, it would open to between her breasts. If she opened a skirt button, she would almost expose her pussy when she sat on the desk. Now the need to pee was serious. It was just the fifth period and she still had four more periods to go. Knowing that she still had three more buttons to open before the day ended, she popped the next button on her blouse and waited for the students to arrive.
Wendy was one of the first to arrive at Miss Watson's fifth period class. As soon as she walked through the door she smiled. Miss Watson was standing at her desk and her blouse was open to the middle of her breasts. So far in fact you could see her bra. She walked confidently up to the nervous teacher and smiled, "Wow, I thought you looked good this morning, but I love it even more now. Are you sure you're not being punished?" She watched the teacher's reaction and noticed that Kimmy was having trouble standing still. She knew right then that the pills were doing their job.
"Please Miss Wendy, keep your voice down. What happened yesterday was not supposed to carry over to here. Please don't embarrass me anymore." Kim pleaded.
"Oh Miss Watson, I didn't mean to embarrass you, but if you're going to open your blouse that far, you should probably take off the bra. That looks tacky." Wendy answered and took her seat.
Kim was still blushing as the other students walked into the classroom and took their seats. Each student noticing the open blouse and giggling among themselves, soon all were whispering about how Miss Watson was dressed. Kim heard the whispers and knew she had to gain control of the class. She thought about just having them read, but there was a test coming up at the end of the week and she had to review the material. "Okay everyone take your seats. Today we are going to review for the test."
Kim immediately had everyone's attention. She turned to her desk and grabbed her notes and proceeded to sit on her desk. Making sure she didn't cross her legs. With only one button open, as long as she didn't move around too much, she should be able to keep from exposing her privates to the front row. However with her need to pee it was hard not to squirm trying to hold off going to the restroom.
Kim sat on the desk going over the material for the next ten minutes or so, till Wendy raised her hand.
"Yes Miss Wendy," Kim asked blushing.
"Yes Miss Watson, I seemed to have lost my place and I can't find what you are talking about. Would you mind showing me?"
Kim, already blushing for calling her Miss Wendy, nodded and slid off the desk. When she did her skirt caught on the edge and slid up almost to her crotch giving anyone looking a peek at her naked cunt. Kim quickly slid her skirt down and walked over to Wendy's desk. She leaned over and pointed out where she was in the lesson; when she realized that by bending down she was showing almost the entire class her bra. Caught off guard and not sure what to do, she slowly stood up and walked back to her desk and sat back down. This time she was so concerned about now showing her bra, she didn't pay attention to her skirt. It was now much higher than it was before and Kim had to keep her hands in her lap to keep from exposing herself again. But the movements only increased her need to pee. Kim was sweating trying keep her composure and not expose her body while trying to keep from pissing all over her desk.
Wendy almost squealed with excitement when Kimmy struggled to keep her modesty. She wondered which button she would open when Tom's class started. By the time the class was over, Kim was sweating profusely and her blouse was starting to stick to her skin. This only increased how shear it was and increased the exposure of her tits.
As Wendy walked past the struggling teacher she remarked, "Miss Watson, why don't you go to the restroom if you have to pee. Everyone watching you knows you have to go?"
Kim blushed again and simply said, "I can't."
Wendy laughed and walked out the door. As soon as she hit the hall, she pulled out her phone and texted Tom, 'Kimmy is a basket case, god I wish I had her ninth period class.'
Kim gave up any hope at doing a review for the Friday test during sixth period. Her mind was constantly on her bladder and not pissing herself. She assigned a reading assignment and sat on her desk. Not trusting herself to get off the desk, she sat there the entire period and squirmed trying to hold off the inevitable. By the time the period was over, her skirt had ridden up almost to her core and it was everything she could do to not expose her pussy.
When the bell rang for the start of seventh period, Kim was literally shaking trying to keep from losing control of her bladder. She didn't even get up when the students left. She was panicking wondering how she was going to get through the next two periods. She knew that she wasn't going to make it. Now it was how to get to the restroom without having an accident.
In spite of her growing need to pee, she looked down and nervously opened another button on her blouse. It was now open well below her bra and past her tits. With her sweating over the last hour or so, the blouse simply fell open and threatened to expose most of her chest. Kim gave up trying to keep it closed and just crossed her arms over her chest. But this posed another problem. She had been sitting on her desk for over an hour and now her skirt was way too high on her legs. With her arms covering her tits, she had nothing left to keep from exposing her pussy. Kim waited for the next class to arrive when her pussy pulsed. 'Oh no I can't be getting excited, not now.' But sitting on her desk barely dressed and having to pee so bad the humiliation was causing an orgasm to build.
Tom walked into Miss Watson's room. He gasped when he saw her. Her eyes were wide and her body was shaking. Sweat was pouring down her neck and her blouse was hardly covering her tits. He stood watching her struggle to keep covered as her ass was wiggling on the desk. Tom knew that the water pills had done their job and she would have to surrender to her body's needs soon.
"Hello Miss Watson, are you feeling Okay? You look a little flustered."
Kim could barely answer. "Hi Tom, I'm okay, it must be something I ate for lunch. Please take a seat."
Tom walked to the front row of desks and sat down directly in front of the distressed teacher. Just as class started Helen walked into the room and gasped at how the teacher was dressed. She couldn't believe a teacher would sit in front of the class with her blouse open and her skirt almost up to her waist.
"Miss Watson, Mr. Murphy would like you to stop by his office when you can." She said out loud while looking closer at Kim. "Miss Watson, I don't know why you're dressed like this but there must be a good reason. Unless you can explain it to me after school, I'm going to have to report you." She whispered to Kim.
"Thank you Helen, I will stop by your office before I visit Mr. Murphy."
Helen knew something was up, she didn't know what but she was sure that Kim was in trouble and she wanted to take advantage.
Tom listened to the exchange and smiled. He knew that Kim couldn't report to the office with all the buttons that would be open by the end of the day. He also watched as Kimmy was squirming on the desk and knew she would have to go to the restroom soon. That would be two rules broken. It was going to be a fun evening.
Kim just sat and looked out over the classroom with a blank look in her eyes. The entire class was silent watching their teacher closely. Kim slowly slid off the desk, dropping her arms exposing her bra encased tits. Her skirt was sliding up even further exposing her slit to the front row, her mind only thinking of getting to the restroom to pee. Even though she was exposing everything she had, the thought of losing control of her bladder and pissing herself was out of the question.
"Please excuse me. I'll be right back." Kim stated with a shaky voice as she turned and walked out of the room. As soon as she hit the hall, she took off on a dead run, running as fast as her heels would allow. She ran to the end of the hall and into the girl's restroom. Pulling up her skirt not wanting to waste any time when she finally got to the stall.
When Kim burst into the restroom, she was surprised that there were several girls in there and all three stalls were full. She screamed as she was now standing in the middle of the room with her skirt up to her waist and her cunt fully exposed. Every girl in the room turned to look at who had burst in and started to laugh at the obviously distressed nearly naked teacher.
Kim started to cry and pound on each stall, "Please someone get out I need to go." She screamed. But the entire room fell silent and no one moved.
"Please someone help me!" She pleaded.
It was then that Melody took charge, "Sure Miss Watson, just step over to the sink and I'm sure someone will be out soon." As she gently pushed the teacher towards the sink till she was looking at herself in the mirror.
What Kim saw shocked her, her blouse was open to well below her tits. Her bra was fully exposed and her skirt was around her waist exposing her naked cunt. "Oh God," she cried and tried to pull herself together.
But Melody wouldn't let her, "Miss Watson if you want a stall stay exactly as you are and I will make someone get out. If you do anything else no one will move.
Kim's hands stopped where they were and she stood facing the mirror. Her body still exposed and her bladder getting closer to a release. "Please Miss Melody; I can't hold it any longer."
Just as she said that a door opened to a stall and Kim rushed inside and slammed the door. Kim sat on the toilet groaning as her bladder exploded. The feeling of relief was coursing through her body. Melody and the other girls stood outside the stall laughing at the teacher's misery. When the flow finally stopped, Kim just sat there wondering what she was going to say to the girls outside the stall door. What she didn't know was Melody had quietly pushed everyone out the main door and she was the only one left. When Kim finally got the nerve to open the door, she almost cried in relief. However Melody was still standing there leaning against the sink.
"Boy Miss Watson, you really had to go. I'll bet you're glad the halls were empty when you came in here. I'm sure that running down the hall flashing your pussy would have made front page news."
Kim couldn't even look at Melody, after this weekend buying clothes from her at the thrift store and now flashing her pussy in the bathroom, Melody could ruin her with just a word. "Yes Miss Melody," Was all she could say.
"Don't worry about it teach, I'll keep the girls quiet here, but in the future maybe you shouldn't wait so long? Oh and by the way, I'm not going to be here on Friday, maybe you could work something out about the test?"
Kim knew she was trapped. If she didn't help Melody she could get her fired or even worse. "Yes Miss Melody, I'm sure we can work something out." Kim whispered.
Melody looked at the defeated teacher and smiled knowing that it wouldn't be long till she was kneeling at her feet. "You better get back to class, you've been gone a while."
"Yes Miss Melody."
Kim made it through the seventh period without too much flashing of her body. But her mind was going a mile a minute knowing that she had broken a rule. She didn't know if her owner knew it yet but she expected that it was a forgone conclusion. When eighth period started, her sweating had stopped and her blouse was no longer stuck to her skin. She was able to keep her tits covered and when sitting on her desk she kept her hands in her lap and didn't flash her pussy but a couple of times. When the bell rang for ninth period, Kim started to panic again. Unbuttoning the blouse was out of the question, it would be open down to her navel and there was no way to keep it closed. Her only option was to unbutton another button on her skirt. However when she did, her skirt was unbuttoned up to her crotch. When she sat on the desk, the skirt fell open and exposed her pussy. But at least she could keep her hands in her lap and keep herself covered from most of the class. Only the front row would get a show.
Melody strolled into Kim's room, trying not to smile too much. She wondered which button Kimmy opened. When she saw the skirt, she sat down right in front of Miss Watson, who was sitting on her desk. Kim figured that the fewer times she got up and down off the desk the fewer times she would flash the class. When Melody sat down in front of her she groaned and knew she was giving her more ammunition to use against her.
Ninth period seemed to drag on forever as Kim struggled to keep her modesty. When the bell finally rang, Kim sighed in relief and watched the students file out of the room. It was then Kim realized that she had to go to Helen's office, followed by Mr. Murphy's office. She stood for a minute and looked at her clothes. There was no way she could leave the room and walk the halls. Her bra covered tits and bare pussy would be on display for all to see. When she started the day, she thought that she would wait till everyone left before she ventured out of her room. Now that was impossible. What made it worse was she would have to break another rule and she would owe another punishment.
Kim knew her fate was sealed, so she buttoned her blouse up to the top and her skirt completely and walked the walk of the damned to the office. She was trapped and there was No Way Out.
Kim arrived at Helen's office and knocked softly, hoping that she wasn't there. But Helen after delivering the message could hardly wait till Miss Watson arrived.
"Come in Miss Watson."
Kim slowly opened the door and walked in, "I'm here Helen."
"I can see that and I see you've put your clothes in order. Please tell me why you were flashing your students today?"
"I'm sorry Helen, but..."
"Stop right there Kimmy, you will use my proper name from now on. It's Ms. Miller."
"Yes Ms. Miller, I'm sorry but I made a mistake with my new clothes. I should have worn something different today."
"But tell me why no panties?"
"I had an accident on the way to school and didn't have time to go back home and get another pair. It won't happen again Ms Miller."
"You know I could report you."
"Yes Ms. Miller."
"But I'll make a deal with you. You come over to my house this weekend and are a good girl, we will keep this between us. However if you're not a good girl and disobey I'll have to report you to Mr. Murphy."
"Yes Ms. Miller, I will be there and I will be a good girl."
"Okay, here is my address, be there a 10:00 on Saturday. Now get out of here and report to Mr. Murphy."
Kim grabbed the piece of paper, nodded and walked out the door. She was afraid of what Mr. Murphy wanted. Kim walked the few steps to Mr. Murphy's office and knocked.
"Come in." a voice called.
"Hello Mr. Murphy, you asked me to stop by?"
"Yes Miss Watson," Bill Murphy said as he looked the nervous teacher up and down. He was surprised at her attire but said nothing. "We are having a problem with coverage on detentions. I need you to cover one day a week down the hall in room 312. That is where we have all the students report for detention. You will supervise them for the 30 minutes they are to be there. Is that a problem?"
Kim breathed a sigh of relief and said, "No sir, No problem at all. What day do I have to cover?"
"I managed to cover all the days but Friday, so that will be your day for the foreseeable future."
"Yes sir I will do it. Is there anything else?"
"Yes you might want to wear slacks that day. Some of the s are a little rough."
"Yes sir," Kim answered and walked out of his office. Once she cleared the office and walked down the hall, she looked around her and saw no one. So as she walked back to her room, she opened the buttons on her blouse and skirt, hoping that her owner didn't notice her breaking the rules.
Tom, Melody, and Wendy were hiding behind some lockers as Kimmy walked back to her room. Each trying not to laugh as they debated which punishment they would levy on the defeated teacher.
Kim waited for about 45 minutes before she ventured out of her room again. By then there was no one in the school but the janitors and a few service people. She walked out to her car and sat down and cried. Today was the worse day of her life and now she had to drive home naked in rush hour traffic. Kim looked around her and she was alone in the parking lot. She finished unbuttoning her blouse and skirt and placed them on the seat beside her. She then unfastened her bra and put it with everything else. The very last thing she did was to pull out the white dog collar and leash. She hated to wear it. It made her feel less than human. But as bad as this collar made her feel, the black one was worse, way worse. It made her feel like a slave. Kim buckled it around her neck, not tightly but securely. Even though she could put her finger between the collar and her neck, she felt like it was her. The leash falling between her tits and down to her core felt like slave chains.
Kim was nervous driving as her windows were not darkened, so she took every side street to get home. It took her almost an hour where it normally took only about twenty minutes. But no one saw her and she made it without getting arrested. Finally sitting in her drive, she grabbed her clothes and ran to her door. As soon as she shut the door she collapsed on the floor and started to cry. It was then she heard he computer ding. Kim's entire body trembled as she was afraid to read the latest message from her owner. Kim not wanting to keep him waiting crawled to her office and opened her mail. As soon as she read it she gasped...
Chapter 5
Tom watched as Kimmy jumped out of the car and ran to her door. When she rushed in and dropped to the floor he hit the send button. Seconds later her computer dinged. He watched in fascination when Kimmy didn't stand up but crawled naked to her computer. He smiled as he knew that she was accepting that she was now owned. When she opened her mail and she gasped he knew they got her punishment right.
Kim stared at the message. She barely got through the day today and tomorrow was going to be even worse. Kim never felt so alone. 'Why haven't my friends called? I feel so alone. I don't know what to do but do as I'm told.' Kim sat on the floor and read the message again.
Slave,
You've failed again. You didn't complete your task. You were not allowed to button your blouse and skirt once they were opened. You also broke rule 3. You are not allowed to piss without permission. You obviously need training and discipline to follow all rules regardless of anything else. You will learn. Because you failed twice today, I have decided to not use your punishment list but something that fits the failure.
Here are your punishments:
1. Seeing as you can't wear your clothes as directed, you will throw out all your bras. You are no longer allowed to wear a bra.
2. Because you can't hold your water and do not ask permission, you lose toilet privileges. You will do your business in the back yard. Each morning you will crawl out your back door and to the back fence. You will dig a hole in the garden, do your business then bury it. If you need to pee, you go out to the middle of the yard and piss there. If you splash yourself or need to clean up, use the garden hose. If you are allowed to go while away from home, you will not sit on the seat but squat above it. This will continue until you've proved you can control your body and learn to ask for permission for anything.
3. You will only play with you cunt for 10 minutes on the hour from the time you leave school till midnight each night and from 6 am till you leave for school. You will need your sleep to do your tasks.
Your task tomorrow will arrive at 6 am. DO NOT BE LATE!
Your Owner
Kim couldn't believe what she'd read. 'Going to the bathroom outside, god any of the neighbors can see me, and not wearing a bra everyone will know. Most of the new blouses are semi-shear to almost transparent. At least I don't have to masturbate all night though.' Kim sat for a minute when her phone alarm went off. It was time to masturbate. Kim had forgotten about that. She rushed up the stairs and grabbed her vibrator. For the next 10 minutes she furiously fucked her cunt. Her body was out of control. Everything that happened today, although humiliating, excited her terribly. Now all she could think of was shoving the vibrator deeper and deeper into her core. Her body over ruling her brain; her body needed relief. If her mind doesn't stop her hands, she would be punished even more.
It took Kim almost 20 minutes to get control over her body once again. But now she was even more aroused and desperately needed an orgasm. As soon as she managed to gain control over her arms and legs, Kim crawled to the kitchen. She needed to eat something. It felt like forever since she ate last. She was kneeling in front of the open refrigerator when she realized she was still on her knees. She blushed because no one told her to crawl, she could just as easily been walking. Kim slowly stood and touched her collar; she looked around as if she expected her owner to send a message to keep crawling like a slave should. When her computer didn't ding, she grabbed some leftover meatloaf and fixed herself a sandwich. By the time she finished eating, her phone went off again and Kim grabbed her vibrator and started the process again.
Kim groaned as she finished masturbating for the fifth time tonight. Her mind was a jumbled mess. The only thing going through her mind was how to please her owner and pray he would let her have an orgasm: the same orgasm that was lurking just beneath the surface for what seemed days. She lay in bed trying to calm down her body before she had to do it again. She finally drifted off into a restless sleep with erotic dreams filling her head.
If was now 5 am, and Kim was lying in bed with her body still aroused. Her cunt was leaking down her ass and soaking her sheets. She hadn't slept well as her dreams were filled with all the humiliating things she had been to do. Kim finally gave up trying to sleep and walked to the bathroom. She stared at the toilet, wishing she could sit down and take a relaxing shit. Instead she rinsed her mouth and washed her face, hoping it would revive her. She turned and walked downstairs and towards the back door.
Kim opened the door and stuck her head out. Her leash was dangling between her tits. She was looking all around for any signs of life. Both homes on either side were dark and it appeared that everyone was still asleep. Kim stepped out on the stoop and dropped to her knees. She carefully crawled out into the yard till she was in clear view for any of her neighbors. Crawling was difficult as the leash hanging from her collar kept getting in the way. Kim's heart was racing and it sent directly to her clit that was pulsing with every beat, driving her arousal higher and higher. By the time she reached the garden by the fence, she wasn't sure if she could go without orgasming.
Kim paused by the fence before she started to dig her hole. She looked closely all around her before she started. It took a little longer than she expected. The ground was pretty hard and mud was caked under her nails so she grabbed a stick to help her dig. 'I need to bring a shovel out here next time. This takes too long.' Finally she had a hole big enough and squatted over it. Up till now, Kim's mind was occupied with just getting to this point without being seen. Now the humiliation hit her full force. She felt like an animal, less than human, crawling naked outside wearing a slave collar and shitting in a hole. Kim's entire body shook and her mind went into shock. It spite of her mind's difficulty handling the situation, her body was exploding with sensations. Just her being naked and defecating outside, the possibility of being caught, and knowing that her owner could and probably will be making her do even more depraved acts, pushed her arousal to heights she'd never experienced before. As Kim's bowels released, her body pulsed as she struggled to keep from orgasming. Kim's foggy mind was now only concentrating on her task, but deep in the recesses of her brain something clicked and her fear of being caught dissipated and pleasure flowed out from her mind. Kim never felt more alive and the feeling was washing over her like a wave. It touched her every cell and with it bringing a calm state of being. Kim was accepting her station; to survive, she only had to obey.
Kim finished her business and buried her waste. No longer worried what her neighbors thought, she crawled to the garden hose and rinsed her legs and hands off. Her body tingling with accomplishment, she crawled to the back door and into her house. Once inside she stood and walked to her office to wait for today's task.
When six o'clock arrived, her cell alarm dinged and Kim automatically started to masturbate. She no longer had to run to her room to get a vibrator; she had placed several around the house so one was always in reach. About five minutes later Kim was oblivious to the world when her computer dinged. Without stopping her task and not wanting to, she opened her mail.
Slut Kimmy,
You did well this morning slave. You followed your directions perfectly. So to show you I am a good owner, I will give you a reward. You only have to drive to school naked. You may now dress for your trip home. I wouldn't want you to get busted for indecent exposure.
Your task for today is as follows:
You will dress as normal, no panties and no bra. You will insert your anal plug and also a wireless egg in your sloppy cunt. When you get to school, you will leave the control in locker 521 just down from your room. It has a broken lock so opening it will be no problem. You will take your cell phone and take a picture of your cunt during class each odd numbered periods, and your tits on the even numbered periods. You will send me each picture and save them to your folder when you get home. Enjoy your day teacher slut.
Your Owner,
Kim read the message twice, making sure she understood exactly what she needed to do. Surprisingly she didn't feel apprehension at doing the task. Her mind was working on how she was going to do it and her body was already flushing with excitement. She smiled and walked up to take her shower, all the while envisioning exposing her body in class without getting caught.
It wasn't too long till Kim was ready to go to work. Today she decided to wear the pink collar and leash. Kim hadn't touched the black one since she bought it. That collar scared her as she was afraid if she ever put it on she would never be able to take it off. She had her clothes on hangers and her lunch packed. Her ass was plugged and the wireless egg was firmly embedded in her cunt. Kim's body was already on a hair trigger and her mind was craving the exposure. She opened the front door and strolled out to her car. She didn't look to see if anyone noticed her: her mind was thinking about the day ahead.
By the time she pulled into the parking lot, her seat was getting wet from her dripping pussy. 'Maybe I shouldn't sit on my skirt today. I'd probably soak it by third period.' Kim couldn't help laughing out loud.
Looking around finally, to see if any coworkers were around and seeing none, she actually stepped out of the car dressed, removed her collar and leash and put them in her purse. Finally she grabbed her things and walked into the door and down the hall.
The rest of the morning went fairly normally. First period she sat at her desk assigned an assignment and waited till everyone was hard at work. She slid her chair back, spread her legs and snapped an upskirt picture making sure she got some of the white board behind her. Just in case she turned slightly and took another getting the wall clock behind her. She had to suppress a smile and had a feeling of accomplishment when the picture was sent. 'One down and eight to go this is going to be a fun day.'
Second period Kim again assigned the same assignment but decided to walk to the back of the room. When she was behind her class, and watching them closely, she turned to the back wall and pretended to adjust something on the wall. With a final glance at the students again, she pulled up her top and snapped a pic. Quickly pulling it down and turning around to see if anyone noticed, she smiled. No one had moved. She glanced at the phone and gasped. It was perfect, it showed both her tits and half the class behind her. Just looking at it almost caused her to climax. She walked back to her desk and sent it to her owner.
Third period was a little different. It started just like the first two periods, but before she could say anything, the egg came to life. Kim jumped as soon as it started and gasped. The entire class jumped with her and the confused looks on their faces caused Kim to blush and her nipples to harden. Now her body was threatening to explode and she needed to function, at least enough to give them the assignment. But just as her body adjusted to the vibrations, it got worse, the vibrations intensified and now she wondered how long she would be able to keep from climaxing.
Kim stood in front of the class, not saying a word and her mind and body was concentrating on only one thing. Right before she surrendered and let the orgasm take over, the egg stopped. This time she moaned but realized that her entire class was staring at her in amazement.
Kim quickly gained control and laughed it off saying that she spaced out for a minute. Soon the class was working diligently, but now each student was sneaking peeks at their teacher. Kim knew that this picture was going to be much harder to take. The answer came to her quickly. She opened a book of riddles and began to write on the board. As soon as the last student finished the assignment Kim called attention to the board. "Everyone, look at what I just wrote on the board. If you can solve the riddle it's worth 10 extra points on your grade. There was general commotion as the students read the riddle and tried to work on the solution. Kim sat on her desk with her back to the class. She spread her legs and palmed her phone. Without moving any more that necessary, she snapped a pic and prayed for what it might show. Kim stood and faced the class. She glanced at the screen on her phone and moaned quietly. It was perfect. It had showed her entire pussy in high def. You could see the moisture and her swollen lips. But the best part of the picture; was that just above her leg was about a third of the class, and they appeared to be looking directly at her back. If this picture ever got out she would surely go straight to jail. Kim instead of being humiliated, felt pride and lust from her perverted act. She clicked send on her phone. She was now helping with her own submission.
As the class ended, Kim opened a couple of buttons on both her blouse and skirt. 'It will be much easier now,' she though, justifying her actions to herself.
Kimmy sat at her desk; it was now the seventh period. So far she had exposed herself in each of the previous periods. Each period she got a little more risky. At first she was scared and nervous, but when the egg started a couple of periods ago she lost all her inhibitions. She sat at her desk waiting for the students to settle down and do the work she just assigned. Her plan for this period was to take her skirt off and take a picture naked from the waist down. Kim's body was fully aroused and just the thought of being almost naked in class just might push her over edge.
Tom sat in his seat stealing glances at his slave teacher. He loved each pictures she had sent him so far and he wondered what she was going to do now. As the classroom fell silent and everyone was working away. Tom noticed that Kimmy's hand was now in her lap. He waited for a second before he turned on the egg. He started at three the highest he had it all day. When he heard a slight groan from in front of him, he slowly slid his hand into his pocket and turned up the intensity. It was now at a level 5. He again stole a glance at his slave and smiled as she was staring out into space with her mouth open and her tongue licking her lips. He noticed that her lower body seemed to be rocking back and forth. He wondered if she would be able to keep from climaxing and again breaking another rule.
Kim looked around the room making sure all the s were engrossed in their work. As soon as she was satisfied no one was watching her, she slid her right hand down to her lap. A couple of periods ago, she'd opened up a couple of buttons to make it easier to take pictures, and it excited her to expose her legs. Her fingers were slowly opening button after button, working her way to the top. Just as she reached the last button, her entire lower body exposed, the egg went off. Kim groaned quietly and opened her legs, slightly relieving the pressure and holding off a climax. Her hand was again sliding up to the last button when the egg's vibrations increased. Not just a little increase but a lot. Her cunt was pulsing and leaking down her slit and over her ass. She knew that unless she moved her skirt she would have a large wet spot on the back. Kim looked around the room again checking to see if anyone was noticing. Not seeing anything out of the ordinary, she quickly opened the last button and her skirt fell open. Although she was naked from the waist down, Kim wanted this picture to be special and quietly raised her ass off the chair and pulled her skirt out.
Kim sat back down and the touch of her bare ass on the chair sent a shot straight from her cunt to her brain. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the experience of being almost naked and teaching a class. With the egg continuing to vibrate and the feeling of her naked ass on the chair Kim gasped and her cunt started to pulse, sending waves of pleasure up and down her body.
Tom was glancing up at his slave more and more. He watched her reactions to the increased vibration levels and her subtle movements and knew she was about to take the picture. He wondered how far she would go. Tom glances grew to more constant looks, only looking down when she looked his way. But at the moment, Kimmy was staring off into space with a flushed look of lust on her face. He thought about increasing the vibration level again, when he noticed her palming her cell phone. He knew that now was the time to strike. When her hand slipped off to the side he knew she was taking the picture, He stood and walked to her desk.
Kim sat at her desk looking out at her class but not seeing anything. Her body was on the razor's edge, any additional stimulus would push her over the cliff and she would orgasm in front of everyone. She sat like that for a minute till she could control herself. She focused again and looked around the room again to see if any students were watching her. As she looked around her hand with the phone slipped off to the side and she pushed the button to capture her nudity, when Tom stood up and walked up to her desk. Kim was so shocked she didn't move. Her skirt was on the floor beside her chair, and her entire lower body was nude. With the phone in one hand and the other holding onto the desk staving off an orgasm her mind went blank. There was no way to explain this. She knew that in seconds her career, her reputation, and maybe even her freedom was about to be stripped away from her.
When Tom stood and walked to Kimmy's desk, he smiled at the expression on her face. It was a mix between abject fear, embarrassment, and lust. Because he was in the front row, it took only a second before he was beside her desk. He looked down on the frightened teacher, everything below her blouse was exposed. He noticed that she tried to speak but nothing came out. He looked at her and watched as she trembled fearing the worse.
"Miss Watson, I do like your outfit today," he said as he moved a little closer to her and stood on her skirt. He watched as she glanced down and knew that she was helpless. There was no way she could cover her body.
"Thank you," she said quietly. She wasn't able to look him in the eye. He looked closely at her face and watched the beads of sweat start sliding down her face. He glanced down further and watched rivers of sweat that were rolling down her neck and between her tits. She finally looked up at him. "Yes, Tom what can I do for you?" Both of them knew exactly that she wasn't asking about his assignment but what he wanted to keep quiet.
Tom bent down next to the blushing teacher and with one hand, pointed at their text book. However with the other hand, he slid it down her front and started to open the bottom buttons on her blouse. Kim didn't move a muscle but looked only at the book, pretending to look at what he was indicating. But as each button opened, Kim's body jumped. When he got to the last button below the desktop, she thought he would quit. But Tom pushed on opening up the next button. There were only two more buttons left unfastened. Kim looked around the room praying no one was noticing, but just in case she grabbed the book and raised it up hiding his hand opening her blouse.
Kim looked at Tom as he opened more and more of her blouse. She was helpless as he was standing on her skirt and there was no place she could hide. When his hand was above the desk and not slowing down, she raised her book to try to hide. She watched as he opened another button. Now there was only one button keeping her from exposing her entire body to her class. A tear ran down her cheek when Tom pulled his arm back and smiled. He slid his hand in his pocket and pulled his phone out and snapped a picture. She tried to keep from showing anything but looked down at her body. The blouse had slid open with an inverted VEE opening up from her tits down. She looked naked and knew that was what he photographed. It took everything she had to keep from freaking out right then.
Tom looked down at the helpless teacher, leaned down and whispered, "You have a fine body Kimmy, you should show it off more often. Maybe you could invite me over and give me a private show?"
Kim looked up at him and nodded as she pulled her blouse closed and as discreetly as possible started to button her blouse. She watched as Tom headed back to his desk and took a deep breath. She wasn't sure if she got a picture for her owner yet so she turned sideways at her desk, opened her legs and snapped the pic. In one continuous motion she leaned down to pick up her skirt but it wasn't there. She looked around and it was then that she noticed that Tom when he walked back to his desk he kicked her skirt about four feet away.
Kim almost screamed in frustration as now she had to get out of her chair to retrieve her skirt. Not only that but any of the three s on that side of the desk will now see her ass when she did. Luckily she glanced at them and they were still engrossed in the work. She dropped to her knees and crawled the few feet to her skirt and slipped back into her chair.
Kim relaxed for a moment till she looked up at the clock. The period was just about over and the bell would ring any second. Kim didn't have the luxury of being discreet now, she had to get covered. She quickly slid her skirt under her ass and started to button it. She only had the first button fastened when the bell went off. There was a mad scramble for the door and Kim slid up close as she could to the desk, hoping that would be good enough. Thankfully the egg stopped vibrating and her arousal level dropped, but in its place was fear. It wasn't the fear of being caught, but the fear that she was losing control of her mind and body. Kim watched the door waiting for the classroom to clear when she looked and Tom was still sitting at his desk.
Tom watched Kimmy as her emotions showed plainly on her face, changing rapidly from fear to excitement to humiliation, to resignation and finally surrender when she saw him still at his desk.
"Y...Y...Yes Tom?" she stuttered.
"Kimmy, I never would have guessed you get off on stripping in class. You are full of surprises."
"Please Tom please keep this between us. I know how it looks but I really had no choice. Please don't tell anyone. Maybe there's something I can do for you?"
"You know where my house is and I assume you know that I live above the garage in the back yard. How about you stop by tonight at 11 and we can discuss what you can do."
"Okay I can do that."
"Good but after seeing you today, I think you should come over naked." Tom added as he turned and walked out the door, not giving her a chance to speak. Kim sat there for a moment but by then, the next class had started to arrive. Kim looked down and her blouse still had three buttons open and only one was fastened on her skirt. Kim worked to finish dressing as the students walked to their desks. By the time the bell rang to start class, Kim was fully dressed again. Now her only problem was the ever growing wet spot growing on the back of her skirt.
The last few periods flew by, with Kim snapping a profile picture of her tits and the class for eighth period and another profile picture from the back of the room with both her tits and cunt exposed. Melody watched and smiled when she glanced back as Kimmy took it. Melody grabbed the remote and turned it to ten the moment Kim snapped the pic.
Kim was in the back of the room with everyone facing the front working. Kim not wanting to waste time quickly opened a couple of buttons on her blouse, exposed a tit, pulled up her skirt and snapped the required picture. Just as she pushed the button, the egg sprang to life with an intensity never before experienced. Kim groaned and quickly tried to cover her body before anyone could look back. Her entire body flushed and her knees grew weak, threatening to give way. It took all of her concentration to remain standing and not exploding with an enormous orgasm.
Melody almost giggled out loud watching her slave teacher struggle to keep her act together till the end of the day.
When the final bell rang and the classroom cleared, Kim sat at her desk and cried. The tears weren't from shame or because of her slavery, but from not being able to orgasm. The task of exposing her body in class was so exciting that she was actually looking forward to tomorrow's task if only her owner would grant her a release.
Kim left soon after the bell rang. Now that she didn't have to drive home naked she could go with everyone else. She got to her car, she opened her purse, pulled out the pink collar and fastened it around her neck. Kim started the car and drove to the local CVS. She needed an enema bag. She hated to put the plug in her mouth each morning when she was allowed to relieve herself. Not having it covered in her own excrement would be nice.
Kim got home just after four and stripped at the door. She didn't even look to see if anyone was looking. What just a couple of days ago would have shocked and scared her now was no big deal. Kim smiled at how much she had changed.
She walked into her kitchen when she heard her computer ding. She walked confidently to her office, knowing she completed her task and thinking she might get rewarded. Kim opened the mail and read the latest from her owner.
Slave Kimmy,
You did well today. The pictures were well done. You completed your task as instructed. However you obviously haven't memorized your rules yet. You've broken rule 7, always wear your collar outside of school, and you will be punished. I am amending rule 7 to you will wear one of your collars 24/7. As long as you have a collar on at all times, I won't have you go back to the pet shop and have tags made up with Slave Kimmy, or Cum Slut Kimmy. You will also rotate your collars each day.
However that is not your punishment. Your punishment is number 2 on the revised list. The next person you speak with you must seduce and film it. Now to make it interesting, you are not allowed to call anyone on the phone. So there will be no calling an old boyfriend for a booty call. I know that a student witnessed you almost naked in class today. I assume you have to go meet him somewhere tonight. You cannot use him for your punishment. You must speak to someone else before you go to meet him. Now to help you find someone, I think you should go to the local recreation center. I'm sure someone there knows you and will speak to you. However, if you find someone else before you make it there you can skip it. It's now just after four o'clock. You are to follow all rules and edge each hour no matter where you are. So just after you finish edging at six, go in search of who you will be fucking.
Your Owner,
Kim, felt as if she'd been kicked in the gut. She touched the pink collar and moaned. Now that she had to wear the collars at school made it seem even tighter, it took her breath away and the leash felt like it weighed twenty pounds. Her shoulders slumped as her self-esteem dropped to a new low.
Kim waited till her phone's alarm chimed and grabbed a vibrator and started to masturbate as ordered. Her body was still not over the last time she finished her task. It didn't take long before she was pounding her cunt driving her arousal to never before reached heights. When the time to quit hit, it took everything she had to stop, her body and mind was craving relief.
Kim went to her closet and picked out a skirt and top to wear and stepped out on her porch. She slipped on her clothes and walked out to her car. Just as she opened the car door, she heard a voice behind her. Kim froze not recognizing who it was. She turned to see who called her name and groaned; it was Wendy.
"Miss Watson, how was your day? You seemed to be a little flushed during my class." Wendy said as she crossed the street and walked up to the nervous teacher.
"Hello Miss Wendy," Kim answered, "It was fine, I guess the classroom was a little warm today."
"OOOHHH I love the collar. Are you being punished again?" Wendy commented as she walked up to Kim and pulled on the leash.
"Thanks, I'm glad you like it. Yes I'm being punished again. But please I'm begging you don't tell anyone."
"I might but then again I might not. Tell me what your punishment is and I'll keep your secret, it will be safe for now."
Kim gasped, it was going to be hard enough to seduce Wendy anyways, but if she told her she might make it impossible to complete her punishment and her owner could release everything.
"Please Miss Wendy, I can't tell you. How about you come inside with me and I'll make you some tea?"
"I don't think so. I'm not going anywhere till you tell me what you have to do." Wendy stated firmly as she pulled on the leash Kim to bow her head.
Kim cringed but could not see any way out of it, "I have to seduce the first person I speak with, film it and send it to my owner."
"Oh my, am I the first person?"
"Yes Miss Wendy."
"Well I guess you'd better start sucking up to me. I'll tell you what. If you drop to your knees, and beg me nicely, I'll let you crawl back into your house and worship my body and maybe even let you seduce me."
Kim was defeated. She was about to have sex with one of her students. There was no way out. She dropped to her knees and said, "Please, please, please Miss Wendy let me worship your body and satisfy your every desire. Please use me as you see fit to bring you satisfaction. Please Miss Wendy use this worthless slut to fill your fantasies."
Wendy smiled and tugged on the leash. Kim turned and crawled after her student, now Mistress, towards her front door.
Chapter 6
Kim crawled back into her house. She had stripped naked again on her porch. Since school started, it seemed like she was naked more than clothed. Now she was crawling after one of her students, getting ready to seduce her for her owner and each day was worse. Not only is she being blackmailed by an unknown person. He or she is her into ever increasingly humiliating situations. But Wendy would also have control over her after tonight. And don't forget Tom. She still had to show up at his house naked later tonight.
Kim dropped her head and followed Wendy's shoes into her own house. When Kim crawled past the door, Wendy pushed it closed and laughed. "Wow who would have guessed, Miss Watson is a slut slave, and now she needs me. I think tonight is going to be a great night."
Kim cringed as Wendy's words cut through her like a sharp knife. That and the closing of the door caused her chest feel like there was an enormous weight crushing her spirit and crippling her mind. She looked up at the suddenly dominate young woman towering over her.
"Please Miss Wendy?"
"Please, please what Kimmy?"
"Please may I pleasure you Miss Wendy?" Kim breathed, her body falling deeper into submission with each word.
Wendy laughed at the submissive teacher cowering at her feet. Begging to "Pleasure Me" was so pathetic. "God you are pathetic teach. Didn't your parents teach you anything? You can't just crawl up to me and beg to lick my pussy. Have some class slut." Wendy spat out at Kimmy kneeling and looking at the floor.
"If you want some of this pussy, you're going to have to ask permission, and not from me either. My mother is very particular at who I'm allowed to date. You have to go to my house and ask her for permission to date my ass. I might suggest you dress first. She might get the wrong impression if you show up on your knees naked."
Kim gasped as her head shot up and looked at Wendy. "Oh god Miss Wendy, I can't do that. How could I ever ask if I can date you? God she would think I'm some kind of molester."
"Hey but isn't that exactly what you are? Who knows she might surprise you. Besides I hope you're smarter than that. I'm sure you can figure out something to talk her into letting me go with you. If not I'm afraid your owner isn't going to be happy. So let's go upstairs and find you something to wear. Then we can walk over to my house and you can ask Mommy if I can let you 'pleasure me'." Wendy beamed as she bent over and grabbed Kimmy's leash and headed for the stairs.
Kim's mind was locked, it could only think of what Miss Wendy just said. Offering no resistance, she simply crawled after the girl that controlled her future. If she didn't seduce her, her owner would punish her or even worse, release the pictures and video.
Wendy confidently walked into Kim's room. To Kim it seemed like she already knew where everything was. But Kim just knelt on the floor in the middle of the room. Soon Wendy walked out of her closet with some clothes. "Here let's see how these look." She called out tossing the skirt and blouse on the floor in front of her.
Kim looked at the garments, she wondered if her owner would punish her if she dressed as Miss Wendy ordered. The thought of another punishment send waves of fear down her spine, but as soon as it hit her cunt, out coursed waves of arousal straight to her brain. Kim stared blankly at the clothes until Wendy barked. "Get dressed slut, we haven't got all day."
Kim jumped but quickly grabbed the blouse and slipped it on, then slid the skirt up her legs and fastened the top.
"Stand up and let's take a look," Wendy ordered as she watched Kimmy jump to her command.
Kim stood in front of her student and looked down at the floor. Then she noticed what Wendy had picked out for her to wear. Wendy had laid out a plain white button down oxford shirt, and a red plaid skirt that barely reached mid-thigh. Kim realized that she would look like a school girl wanna be. It was almost more humiliating wearing this than being naked.
Wendy wasn't done yet. She tugged on Kimmy's leash and pulled her to her vanity bench. Kim sat on the bench and waited for instructions. Wendy grabbed a brush and started to work on Kim's hair. In a few minutes she pulled her face up and started to do Kim's makeup too. Ten minutes later, she leaned back and looked at the results and giggled, "Perfect."
Kim grabbed Kim's leash and pulled her to her feet. She reached out and started to unbutton her shirt. When all the buttons were open, she grabbed the shirt tails and tied them together just below Kim's tits.
Wendy stepped back and admired her work. Suddenly she rushed back into the closet and rummaged till she walked out with a pair of stiletto heels. "Put these on Kimmy."
Kim gasped, she hadn't seen those shoes in several years. She had forgotten she even had them. She had bought them for a Halloween costume. They had six inch heels and hurt like hell, but grabbed the shoes and slipped them on. Wendy smiled and pulled Kimmy over to a full length mirror mounted on the inside of the closet.
Kim's legs almost gave way when she saw her reflection. Standing in the mirror wasn't a successful young teacher, but a slutty school girl wearing a dog collar and leash, complete with pigtails, who looked more like a whore than a student. "Please Miss Wendy, I can't go talk to your mother dressed like this." She pleaded with her student and shoved her face in her hands and started to cry, her pigtails on either side of her face.
"Stop crying teach, you'll ruin your makeup. Now let's get going mom is going out tonight." Wendy grabbed the leash and pulled the slave out of the room and down the stairs.
Brenda Miller sat in her living room waiting for her daughter to return home. Brenda was only 38 years old and still in good shape. She was divorced from Wendy's dad and had been for several years. She got the house and pretty good alimony until recently. When Wendy hit 18 the support and alimony stopped. Wendy was now getting weekly checks from her dad and was using it to control the house. Brenda remembered when Bill her ex called her and told her she was cut off and what he was doing for Wendy. It wasn't long after that when one day Wendy walked into her bed room and took over the house. Brenda had not found work and they were in danger of losing everything. Brenda remembered her exact words, "I'm in charge now. If you don't want to be homeless you will do everything I say. If that's unacceptable then you're out on your ass.
It was now four months later and Wendy controlled everything. She controlled the checking accounts, owned the house, taken over the master bedroom and Brenda was sleeping in a small room in the basement. She even controlled what she wore and just last week she was to be naked around the house. As each day passed Brenda fell a little deeper into submission to her daughter. She wondered when Wendy would tell her friends about her new status as her daughter's submissive.
Brenda blushed as she sat waiting. She was glad she was allowed to wear something today. Wendy told her that she was bringing her teacher over and what she was to do. Brenda trembled at the thought of fucking this up. Wendy made it clear that her new room just might be out in the kennel with the dogs if she fucked up.
Brenda peeked out the window and gasped when she saw Wendy and her teacher dressed like a slutty school girl walk across the street. 'Oh my god what happened to Miss Watson?'
Brenda turned and picked up a magazine, pretending to read when they walked in. Wendy smiled a vicious smile at her making it plain the repercussions of not doing as instructed.
Brenda stood as soon as she saw Kim, "Oh my Kim what in the world are you wearing." Brenda demanded as she walked over to the nervous teacher. "What are you doing here with Wendy?"
Kim had trouble finding her voice, "A...A...A I need Wendy to help me with a project. It might take a while and she wanted me to ask you for permission to stay out a little later tonight." Kim stuttered.
"Well it is a school night, but what kind of project has you dressed like ...like this?"
"I...I...I haven't done laundry for a while and I just threw this on. Please excuse my dress. I'm sorry if I offended you."
"Well look at you, your tits are falling out of your blouse, your skirt is up to your ass and those heels. If I didn't know better I'd think you're trying to seduce my little girl. Is that what you're doing?" Brenda was now in character and glaring at Kim.
Kim was now cowering and didn't have an answer as her mind was locking up. Simply looked down and shook her head.
Brenda looked at Wendy who nodded to keep it up. She stepped closer to Kim, reached out and pinched her nipple, causing Kim to squeal.
"Please Ms Miller I'm sorry please let go, I'll change if that makes you happy. Please I really need her help."
Brenda smiled as this was exactly what Wendy said would happen. So Brenda followed the instructions Wendy demanded her and said, "Well dressed like a catholic school girl slut won't cut it around here. If you want her to help you, I'm going to insist you change into something different. Something that suits you and lets everyone recognize exactly who you are."
Kim was now afraid of what was happening. Ms Miller was standing right beside her and still pinching her nipple. The pain was shooting down her body and exploding in her core. Brenda grabbed Kim's collar and pulled her face up to within an inch of hers and scowled, "Get out of those clothes and dress like the molesting slut you are, WHORE!"
Kim gasped but quickly untied her shirt and dropped it to the floor. Her skirt quickly followed it. Now she was standing in the middle of Wendy's living room naked while her mother was trying to pull her nipple off her tit.
"Please Ms Miller, I've taken my clothes off please let my nipple go." She begged.
Brenda smiled an evil smile, turned to Wendy and said, "Do you think you can find this slut something to wear?"
"Sure Mommy, I can handle that, and while I'm doing that, go into the kitchen and dress as normal. I will be back in a while. I'll call you if I need you."
Brenda nodded and walked out of the room. Kimmy didn't notice but just before she was out of sight, her dress slid off her shoulders.
Wendy laughed at Kimmy standing naked and afraid wearing only her collar and heels. Wendy clipped on her leash and pulled her up the stairs. Fifteen minutes later Wendy walked back into the living room with Kimmy in tow. Kim was now wearing a halter top that consisted of two small triangles of sheer material that barely covered her nipples. The skirt was more like a belt, seeing as it was only six inches wide. Kim had to push it so low to cover her ass that it sat below her hip bones and was constantly sliding down her legs. The collar and heels finished the prostitute look. Wendy kept the pigtails as it made her look so much younger. Kim was afraid Miss Wendy's mother would come back out and see her that she looked up at her student and begged, "Please Mistress let's get out of here."
Wendy did a double take when Kim called her Mistress. She looked at the submissive teacher and realized that she didn't even know she did it. Wendy wondered if it was a slip of the tongue or if she would do it again.
Wendy thought about exposing her mother's submission but decided to wait until Kimmy finally accepted her slavery. She pulled on the leash and walked out the front door, pulling Kim behind her.
Kim followed Wendy off the porch and almost died of humiliation. The school girl outfit was bad enough, but at least she was covered. Her slut clothes left nothing to the imagination. Kim just looked at the street not wanting to know if anyone watched them go to her house. As soon as they arrived at her door, Wendy opened it and started to walk in but Kim stopped. Wendy turned and looked at her teacher as she removed her clothes and followed her in. She smiled as her training was taking root. You might as well crawl slave. What else does your owner have you do?
"Kim dropped to her knees when her cell alarm chirped. Kim groaned and crawled to an end table, grabbed a vibrator and started to masturbate. Kim could hardly talk as she plunged the vibrator deep into her cunt while telling Mistress Wendy her rules. Wendy listened as the teacher couldn't resist obeying and telling her everything she asked. Kim was no longer able to speak as only gibberish was spewing out her mouth as her mind and body was concentrating on not orgasming before the chime sounded to quit.
Kim collapsed to the floor when her phone finally signaled to stop. Her body was so close to rapture she screamed in frustration. Wendy dropped her hand down and lightly stroked Kim's face. "Don't worry slave, you will compete your task. She then walked over to the couch, pulled up her skirt and opened her legs. "Come slave, make me happy."
Kim squealed and crawled over and shoved her face into Wendy's core and feasted on her essence. Nothing in the world tasted so good. She was happy and felt at home on her knees and serving her Mistress.
Kim was feasting on Wendy's sweet tasting pussy when she remembered she was to record her punishment. She pulled back and quietly asked, "Mistress Wendy, may I speak?"
Wendy smiled when she heard how Kimmy addressed her, "Yes slut speak."
"Mistress Wendy, my owner requires me to record me seducing you. Please may I start my cell camera and record me pleasuring you?" She said without looking up. Her submission was really taking hold of her mind and looking up at her betters was a sign of defiance.
"Go ahead slut and do what your owner requires, but you will do as I tell you when we start."
"Yes Mistress," Kim answered as she crawled to her purse and pulled out her cell. It took a minute or so before she had it placed to get everything on the couch. "I'm ready to start Mistress."
"Slut, I can't have a video out there showing me dominating you. I have my reputation to think of. So here is what is going to happen. I want you to go and put on the outfit you had on at school today. When you start the video I want you to walk into the frame and order me to open my legs and let you eat my pussy. You will tell me that unless I do this you will flunk me and make me eat your ass. If I cry or try to stop you I want you to force me let you have your way with me. I want it to show you are the aggressor by yourself on me. I want the video showing you being your true self a pedophile."
Kim gasped and she collapsed to the floor, "Please Mistress Wendy don't make me do this. If the video would ever be seen by anyone I would end up in prison. Please have mercy on this slut slave."
Wendy looked down at the cowering slut grasping at her feet. Lavishing kisses on her toes and laughed, "Kimmy you don't have a choice. If you don't do this you fail your task, if you do it you are forever more a slave to your owner and me." Wendy calmly stated as she wiggled her toes in Kimmy's mouth. It took a few minutes before she noticed Kimmy's shoulders slump and knew she had surrendered.
Kim slowly looked up at the dominate student above her and whispered, "Yes Mistress, I will do as you command." Kim rose to her knees and crawled out to the porch to retrieve her outfit from earlier today. When she returned she was dressed. Wendy watched as her slave went into the bathroom and cleaned up her face. When she returned she looked just like at school. Kim went to the phone and started to record.
Wendy sat on the couch and put a scared look on her face, waiting for Kimmy to make her entrance.
Kim stood out of camera range and gathered her thoughts. Her mind was still getting a grasp of what she was to do. Up until now, every task hadn't involved anyone else except for exposing her body. Now she was going to actively participate in videoing her own demise. She wiped a tear away from her cheek and walked into frame.
"Wendy, I noticed that you had trouble with the last assignment. I will fix that but in return you will do what I want." Kim said as forcefully as she could.
Wendy cowered on the couch, "What do you want me to do Miss Watson?"
"You will pull up that cute skirt, pull your panties down your legs and open up and invite me to eat you."
"Oh God Miss Watson, I'm not a lesbian, please don't do this. I'll study harder please don't me."
Kim surprised herself and stepped in front of the cowering young woman on her couch. She smiled and swung her hand and smacked Wendy across her face. "You don't have a choice; I'm in charge now do as you're told."
Wendy was surprised with the slap, but quickly recovered and pulled up her skirt. In seconds her panties were on the floor and her legs spread wide. Kim smiled as she dropped to her knees and pushed Wendy's legs back against her chest, exposing all Wendy's treasures. She admired how beautiful her Mistress's cunt and asshole looked. She gently stroked her fingers up and down the students slit, taking time to caress her clit.
Wendy was fully into her submissive role and pleaded again and again for her teacher to stop. But deep inside her body Wendy was out of control. As soon as her teachers tongue touched her cunt, Wendy let out a loud gasp and grabbed her teacher's head. "Oh God Miss Watson, what are you doing to me. Oh please don't, please stop, this is wrong." Wendy pleaded over and over while secretly opening her legs wider to allow her slut easier access.
Kim was lavishing licks all over the teen's cunt when she dipped her head down and licked Wendy's sphincter. Wendy moaned as she felt her slave teacher pushing her long tongue deep in her anal passage. Kim stayed there for a while longer till she worked her way back up till she found Wendy's clit protruding out from its hood. Kim sucked the sensitive bud into her mouth rapidly brushing it with her tongue. Kim heard Wendy's moans grow louder and bit down on her bud.
The reaction was immediate as Wendy screamed out in pleasure and her cunt exploded sending her essence all over the kneeling teacher. Kim however didn't stop as she lapped up any secretions and shoved her tongue deep into the orgasming student.
Wendy was out of control and didn't know where she was as her entire world was centered on her core. Kim noticed that her orgasm was waning and attacked her clit again. Latching onto it and biting down hard. Wendy's entire body went rigid as another orgasm hit her again harder than the last one. Wendy's arms were useless as well as her legs. The only thing that mattered was the mouth clamped on her cunt. Just as her orgasm peaked, Wendy's bladder released and piss shot down Kimmy's throat.
It took a couple of seconds before Kim realized that her student was pissing in her mouth, but the fear of moving kept her in place as she drank her Mistress's fluids.
Kim's mind was disgusted at what her body was doing, the foul liquid was filling her stomach, but she couldn't stop drinking it. Kim's body was different; it was embracing the disgusting task and driving her arousal closer and closer to a massive orgasm. All the edging and no relief for the last few days had perverted her body and every humiliating task, each disgusting thing only fed her body's need for an orgasm. Kim dropped her hand down and pulled up her skirt and shoved two fingers into her dripping cunt rapidly stroking her core and driving her body to the orgasm she craved. As the golden stream slowly decreased, Kim's hand sped up not caring about any rules of not climaxing without permission. She was out of control and didn't care of the consequences. When Wendy dropped her legs and trapped the teacher's head deep in her crotch, Kim attacked her clit again driving Wendy to her third orgasm in ten minutes. Kim's hand was a blur dancing in and out of her cunt when her body finally exploded in a massive orgasm, causing her to pass out on the floor.
Wendy was almost comatose from Kimmy's feast on her body, but still was able to look down at the unconscious slave teacher. She smiled and looked up at the camera knowing that Tom and probably Melody were watching. She knew that it wouldn't be long till their teacher was totally in their control and accepting her slavery.
Wendy stood and stepped over Kimmy still lying on the floor. She walked to the kitchen and grabbed a glass of water. Wendy returned to the living room and poured the cold water over her. Kim woke with a start and tried to understand what had just happened to her. When she realized that she had lost control and had an orgasm, she started to cry. 'God my owner is going to be pissed. Oh god what will he do to me.'
Wendy stood over her slave and barked, "Slut did you just orgasm? I thought you said that wasn't allowed. I guess you're going to be punished again." She smiled down at the cowering slut. "Not only that you're dressed, I thought you weren't allowed to wear clothes in the house. God you need to be trained."
Kim could only look at the floor, her life was no longer her own. She simply nodded and whispered, "Yes Mistress Wendy."
Wendy pulled her panties up her legs and walked to the door. Just before she left she called out over her shoulder, "Hey slut, maybe you should stop by the pet store. You could buy a kennel and maybe make your owner happy."
Kim didn't say anything but cringed at the thought of being kept in a kennel. She watched as Wendy walked out the door and looked around the room. Kim crawled over to her phone and stopped recording. Without even getting up she crawled to her office and sent the video to her owner as well as saving it to her directory per her owner's instructions. 'Oh if anyone would see what's in here I would surly go to jail.' Kim knelt for a few minutes gathering her thoughts then headed for the bathroom to take a shower. She still had to go to Tom's apartment. It was 9:30 and Wendy's seduction took almost two hours.
Kim walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower, her cunt was tender from the of the last few days, but deep inside her mind she relived her time with Wendy as her body flushed and her arousal grew. Kim didn't understand how she could be getting horny again after everything she just went through, but in seconds her cunt was gushing again and it was everything she could do not to touch herself.
Kim finished her shower and walked into the kitchen. She needed to eat to keep up her strength. She hadn't had anything to eat since early this morning. Kim fixed a sandwich and chips, walked to her office and opened the video file from her time with Wendy. Kim gasped as unless you were there before the taping you would never know that Wendy was an active participant. The video was very clear, Kim had d her student. Kim's body didn't react as she would have thought. She wasn't ashamed or appalled at what it depicted but was excited and aroused. It was the hottest video she had ever seen and she was now accepting she was a slut. Kim closed the video and walked to her room and lay down on the bed. After her long day she drifted off into a deep sleep.
Kim woke with a start, "Oh God what time is it? How long was I out? I didn't masturbate on time." She screamed to no one. She glanced at the clock and noticed that it was 10:30. She wasn't late for Tom but she was late for masturbating. She grabbed a large vibrator out of her night stand and shoved it deep in her cunt praying that this would please her owner. Instead of the 15 minutes that was required, Kim kept it up for 25 minutes, hoping that it would please her owner and keep from another punishment. By the time she finished her body was again on the edge of an orgasmic chasm. Her nipples were hard as rocks and juices running down her legs. With no time to clean up, she walked to the back door and through the back yards to Tom's garage apartment.
Kim stood at the door for a minute, thinking about everything that had happened. Normally she would have been appalled at running around the neighborhood naked, fucking her students, and her body. But she never felt more alive in all her life. Instead of dreading submitting to another student, her body pulsed with excitement as she wondered what he would do to her. She smiled and knocked on the door.
Tom had witnessed almost everything that had happened to Kim. The only thing he didn't see was when she visited Wendy's house. But when they returned was worth all their planning. Their teacher was no longer resisting at all, in fact she was cooperating with her own slavery. Tom almost came in his pants when Kimmy's body exploded in the biggest orgasm he had ever seen. He watched her shower and eat while she watched the video of her Wendy. He smiled as he watched her lay down and went to sleep. He was just about to open the video himself when he remembered the UPS delivery man had delivered his package. He rushed out to the front door and brought it back to his apartment. He knew that this would seal Kimmy's fate and she would relinquish all control over her body as soon as he ordered her to put it on.
For the next hour, Tom played with the contents of the package. He charged the batteries, programmed the cell modem and the Wi-Fi module. He attached the accessories and read the manual. By the time Kimmy knocked, Tom had programmed the unit to do everything he wanted. Tomorrow was going to be a lot of fun as their slut Kimmy was about to learn all her new toy could do.
Tom put away his new toy and walked down the stairs to the door. He smiled when he opened it and saw his teacher standing there naked looking down at the floor.
"I'm here as ordered Tom." Kim said quietly trying to keep her body under control.
"It's Master Tom to you Miss Watson." He demanded.
"Yes Master Tom, I'm sorry."
"Tell me Miss Watson," he said talking down to the shaking teacher, "What in the world were you thinking taking off your skirt in class? Do you get off exposing your body to s? Or is it the possibility of getting caught?"
Kim didn't know how to respond, "Master Tom, I got myself in trouble and I was to strip in class. I didn't want to get caught and I didn't want to expose myself to the class."
" huh, well that didn't work out to well did it? You're lucky I caught you or you could be in jail right now. Now drop to your knees and crawl inside before my mother catches you naked at my door."
Kim dropped down and followed Master Tom up to his apartment, with each step her body getting ever more aroused. By the time she got to the top step, her cunt was pulsing with excitement and her mind racing at what her newest Master would do to her.
Chapter 7
Kim stood in the living room of Tom's apartment nervously rocking from foot to foot. Her body was pulsing with excitement and her pussy was juicing down her legs. She knew she should have felt embarrassment and revulsion, but instead it was the excitement of what might happen. She cautiously looked up at her student and noticed his lustful look as he was checking out her naked body. His look sent even more shivers down her spine. Kim stood quietly until Tom spoke again.
"Well Miss Watson, I see you arrived on time and properly dressed. Are you prepared to be a Good Girl and convince me to keep your nudity at school our secret?"
"Oh Yes Master Tom," Kim gushed, "I'll do my best to be a Good Girl. Please just tell me what you would like me to do?"
Tom almost came in his shorts as he heard his beautiful naked teacher answer his question. "Well let's get started shall we? How about you kneel down and spread your legs. I want to see all of your charms displayed like the slut you are."
Kim blushed at his command but quickly dropped to her knees and spread her legs wide, opening up her labia and exposing her arousal. There was nothing she could do but kneel in front of him while her cunt dripped on the floor.
"My you are a slut; you're dripping all over my floor."
Kim cringed at hearing herself referred to as a slut, but in the back of her mind she knew he was right. She looked down at his feet and quietly whispered, "Yes Master Tom I am a slut. I'm your slut if you would have me." Kim moaned as the words spilled out of her mouth. She had never thought of herself as a slut before, but after the last few days, and especially after her evening with Mistress Wendy, she accepted that she is exactly that. Briefly a thought passed through her mind that she should try to escape and end the and let her owner release all the pictures and videos. But that thought passed quickly as she now knew that even if there weren't pictures she didn't want to go back to what she was before. She had changed and now she craved everything her owner and now her Mistress' were doing to her. The orgasms, the humiliations, the exposure, and even the possibility of whoring out to anyone they wanted she would gladly do.
As these thoughts passed through her head, she slowly looked up at the dominating student standing over her and said with conviction, "Please Master Tom, take this horny slut slave and use her as you wish."
Tom tried to keep a straight face. He needed to show no emotion, he needed to stay in control and in charge. But inside, his mind was screaming at hearing her pledge of submission. His cock was hard as a rock and pointing out at her beneath his shorts. A large wet spot was growing and his cock was throbbing. He knew he wouldn't last long so he simply said, "Suck my cock slave."
"Oh yes Master," Kim gushed excitedly and practically ripped his shorts down his legs. His cock springing up and down almost brushing her face, Kim grabbed it and pulled it to her waiting mouth, extended her tongue and lavished wet kisses up and down the large shaft. When she reached his testicles she licked his sack and one by one sucked each into her warm mouth. Bathing each with her tongue and relishing his taste.
Tom was having an out of body experience as his slave teacher making passionate love to his throbbing cock. Tom knew that it wouldn't be long before the orgasm that was building deep in his core came bubbling to the surface so he grabbed her head and pulled it to his shaft and shoved it deep into her welcoming mouth. Tom let out a massive moan that seemed to come from somewhere deep inside his body.
Kim had sucked a few cocks in her life, but this wasn't a blow job, it was passionately making love with her mouth on the most beautiful cock she had ever seen. She could feel his excitement pulsing from somewhere deep inside his body and into her mouth. When she felt it expand and his balls jerk she knew she would be rewarded with his essence. When the first blast hit the back of her throat she was surprised at the force as it shot into her throat. She backed up just a bit as she wanted to taste his cum and savor his flavor.
Kim kept milking Tom's spewing cock savoring his sperm and filling her mouth as fast as she could swallow. Spurt after spurt spewed into her mouth and throat till she wondered if it would ever stop. When his cock slowly stopped shooting in her, she licked and sucked the last of his seed and didn't stop till he pushed her head away from his now very sensitive organ.
Tom's legs almost gave out when his orgasm hit. All day since he caught her almost naked in class, it was all he could think of, and his body had been on the verge of an orgasm since he left class. Now his body was pumping it all into the submissive teacher's mouth. Tom wasn't aware of anything around him as his whole world centered on his cock. When his body slowly started to come down from the best orgasm of his life, he felt the slut still sucking on his unit. But after his release his cock was so sensitive it was almost painful and he roughly shoved her away and looked down at her face.
Tom was surprised to see her expression. He expected to see revulsion, or fear, or something other than the smile and lust clearly evident in her eyes and mouth.
"Did this slut slave teacher make you happy Master?" Kim breathed with a smile. Praying he was pleased with her performance and hoping he would take her and fuck her into oblivion. She didn't care about her owner's rules. She would take any punishment he deemed proper for orgasming. Her body was in charge and her mind was following like the submissive slave she was.
Tom finally was back in control and smiled down at the slave by his feet. "Yes Miss Watson, you did a good job proving that you are a perfect slut. Now crawl over to my bed and lay down on your back. I want to inspect my slave teacher."
Kim practically jumped off the floor and ran to the bed. She lies on her back and spread her legs wide. To show her submission she extended her arms to the corners and was now spread eagle waiting for her new Master to inspect her body, praying it would please him. The only thing on her mind was to please her Master to use her in any way he wished.
Tom was surprised at how submissive Miss Watson had become in only a few days. He was pretty certain that his plan would work when he intercepted the pictures and video from her friends, but he thought she would resist and it would take at least a couple of weeks. But here she was, naked on his bed, begging to serve him. Their trap worked, it worked so well she was accepting new Masters and Mistresses without question. She didn't even know that the three Amigos were her owners already. But was submitting and trying to follow her owner's rules too. He wondered when she finally found out who was her owner if she would rejoice or flip out.
All Tom knew was that he didn't want her to know he was her owner just yet. It was way too much fun pushing her into more humiliating things, till she craved the orgasms when he finally allowed her relief.
Tom crawled on the bed between her legs. He grabbed her ankles and pushed them up to her chest. "Hold your legs and don't let go." He commanded.
Kim grabbed her thighs and pulled back even further, her cunt flowering open and leaking down her crack and over the exposed plug filling her ass.
"What have we here slut?" Tom questioned as he grabbed the plug and moved it around.
Kim moaned and answered as best she could as her body reacted to the stimulus, "My owner requires me to have my ass plugged at all times, Master Tom. If it's not in my ass it must be in my mouth." Kim didn't hold back anything.
"Your owner, who owns you slut," Tom demanded.
Kim blushed not from embarrassment but from arousal as she told her new Master of how she became an owned slut. Her mind trying to keep from telling too much, but her mouth spilled everything.
"Tell me slut, why were you a bad girl at school today?"
Kim hesitated for a moment she wasn't sure how to answer. But finally she quietly stated, "It was because I was caught. I was ordered to send a picture of my cunt and tits during each class today, but I wasn't supposed to get caught."
"You don't think it was because you were almost naked in class?"
"Master Tom, my owner expects me to complete my tasks without getting into trouble. Because you caught me, he now has to share me with you. He doesn't know just yet but I'm sure he will have a punishment for me."
"Well first you have to be punished by me for your bad behavior in class." Tom said as he reached over to the side of the bed and pulled out a riding crop. Kim's eyes were wide as saucers when she saw the crop. With her legs pulled back as they are her cunt and ass was not only exposed but the skin was tight and there would be no give to the blows.
"Yes Master," was all she could say. She closed her eyes and waited for the first blow. Tom smiled as he looked down at her. "Open your eyes and look at me. I want you to count each swat and ask for another."
"Yes Master."
Tom's cock was quickly recovering from his orgasm as his brain was relishing the idea of spanking Miss Watson's naked ass. Before he could begin, his cock was at full staff.
He brought back his arm and brought down the crop, landing just above her cunt and below her navel. Kim gasped and her body shook, but her eyes never left Tom's.
"One, thank you Master, May I have another?"
The second shot landed across her legs just above her crotch leaving a mark that was turning rapidly red.
Again Kim moaned out, "Two, thank you Master, May I have another?"
Tom watched as his slut teacher struggled to keep eye contact as he sent three shots lower across her ass, each marking her ass with a stripe.
Kim grunted and gasped trying to maintain her composure but spit out, "five, thank you Master, May I have another?"
Tom wanted to see if he could break her eye contact as he lined up his next shot. When he brought the crop down, it landed directly on her wide open and exposed cunt. Her lips guarding her opening vibrated with the blow. Kim screamed as the pain shot out from her core and out to her entire body as she started to convulse. But she only briefly closed her eyes before locking them back on Tom's face.
"Six, thank you Master, May I have another?" She struggled to complete her response as her ass and cunt was on fire.
Tom wanted to up the ante, so he grabbed the plug and roughly pulled it out of her ass. Again Kim grunted from the pain from the plug leaving her rear passage. But her reaction after realizing what he did, she simply opened her mouth for him to insert the nasty plug.
Tom knew she hadn't been able to use her enema yet and the plug was downright nasty. Her shit covered it and he just couldn't do it. He grabbed a towel lying nearby and wrapped the plug up and smiled.
Kim waited for him to insert the plug into her mouth and was surprised he didn't. "Please Master, my owner requires the plug to always be in my body. If it's not in my ass it must be in my mouth." She pleaded.
"Well your Owner isn't here and I'm in control now."
Tom grabbed the crop and punctuated his statement with a blow directly on her dilated sphincter. Kim tried to keep from screaming but a long wail escaped her mouth and her eyes closed. "Seven, thank you Master, May I have another?"
Tom's body was out of control and he couldn't wait any longer. He grabbed his cock and shoved it deep into his teacher in one long motion. Kim's eyes shot open as she felt the large cock plunge into her core. Her body welcomed the cock and her cunt gripping it like a clamp. Her mouth was open as a silent scream escaped as a whisper.
"OH GOD THANK YOU MASTER!" She shouted over and over again as Tom's cock stroked like a piston in and out of her welcoming cunt.
Tom was in ecstasy as he was finally fucking his teacher and it was beyond anything he could imagine. He knew that in spite of just orgasming he wasn't going to last long, but it didn't matter. The only thing going through his head was shoving his cock as deep into her as he could as fast as he could.
Kim's body was out of her control. Deep inside her the accumulative effects of her day was taking over and her body was about to explode. Her mind had no control and even if she wanted to there was no way she was going to be able to stop the climax boiling out from every pore of her being.
Tom continued to pound his slut teacher again and again till somewhere deep inside him a gate opened and everything inside him shot out from his cock and into the slut. Tom's mind and body ceased to function as he collapsed on top of her as a massive amount of cum filled her core.
Kim's body was on a razor's edge when she felt the first volley shoot into her cunt, her body reacted and her own orgasm exploded enveloping her being as never before. Her fluids shot out from around his cock and soaked his sheets.
It was almost five minutes before either could move; both were totally spent and gasping for breath. It was Tom that moved first rolling off his slut teacher and lying beside her still gasping for air.
Kim hands were still tightly gripping her legs, holding them still up by her tits when she regained some control. She released her grip and her legs fell uselessly down to the bed. Kim's mind slowly started to work again and she rolled over and wrapped her body around her Master. "Thank you Master, did your slave please you? Will you keep out secret if I continue to serve you?" She quietly asked him.
Tom smiled and kissed her deeply probing her mouth with his tongue before pulling back, "Yes slave your secret is safe for now."
Kim held him tighter and was afraid to let go, she never felt more comfortable in her own mind and body before. "Is there anything else I can do for you Master?" Hoping he would take her again.
"No slave, you need to go home and settle up with your Owner. Tomorrow we will decide what else you need to do to keep our secret."
"Yes Master," Kim answered, all the while thinking all the things he might have her do, while her body was again getting aroused. 'God my body is out of control. I can't be getting aroused again. What is happening to me?' She thought but then it hit her, 'I'm a slut!'
Kim crawled off the bed and grabbed the plug out of the towel. Knowing that Tom wouldn't make her put it in her mouth, but her owner required her to do it. So with her back to him, she brought it up to her mouth and licked the nasty plug clean before she pushed it back in place. Kim at first thought she might throw up, but in spite of the nasty taste, her mind was at ease, she was following her rules.
Tom couldn't move after the amazing fuck, but watched his slave grab her only possession. He started to say something when she turned her back. However he wanted to see what she was going to do and gasped when he watched her clean the plug and push it back into her ass. He knew she knew that there was no way her "Owner" would know if she followed the rules, but she did as ordered. He smiled and knew that there was no resistance left in her mind.
Kim walked down the stairs and it felt like her feet didn't touch the ground. When she stepped outside the real world came crashing down on her. Her long day was now over. As she walked home she thought about what had transpired, she took pictures of her body during each class, ending up almost naked. She seduced a female student, and was caught by another student naked in class. She fucked both of them and had massive orgasms. She had broken several rules and now she was about to enter her own home and face her owner. She shivered just thinking about what he would do to her. But the only thing her mind was thinking of was how her body was already becoming aroused at the thought.
Kim arrived at her back door and again the thought occurred to her, there was No Way Out, but this time she didn't want one.
Kim slowly walked through her kitchen. Her body was exhausted and her mind confused. The entire day was spent obeying her owner. She couldn't even remember if she even taught her classes. From the time she woke till now her mind and body were under constant attack, a sexual attack. Now finally home alone she could barely walk she was so tired.
Kim wasn't hungry but knew she couldn't survive on cum alone, stopped to make a sandwich. Ten minutes later, she was curled up in bed, watching TV and nibbling on her dinner. She knew she should take a shower but her Master's smell was intoxicating. She padded to the bathroom to brush her teeth when she started to sit on the toilet she froze. "Oh God I have to pee, please Sir I'm begging please may I pee." She called out praying her owner was listening. "I'm so sorry I failed to follow all my rules today but I lost all control. Please sir may I go. You already have plenty to punish me for. I'll be a good girl, Please Sir?" Kim was begging now, her bladder felt like it was about to burst.
"Ding"
Kim heard her computer signal a message. While begging her owner, Kim had slid down her vanity and was sitting on the bathroom floor trying to stave off the inevitable. She jumped up and ran to her computer and opened her latest message.
Slut slave:
I heard you and I know all about your day. Yes you have broken some rules and I will address that tomorrow. You will learn control! Now you wish to go relieve yourself. I will grant it on one condition. You will fill your new enema bag with two quarts of warm soapy water. You will fill your rectum and hold it for 15 minutes. Then crawl out to the garden dig a hole and evacuate your bowels and bladder. Refill the hole, return to the house and take a shower. Remember, you need to be awake at 6 for your daily task and learn of your first punishment.
Your Owner
Kim almost cried with relief and shouted out "Oh thank you sir." She jumped up and ran to the bathroom to give herself an enema. It took her almost ten minutes to figure out how to work the bottle, fill it and start the process. As her bowels slowly started to fill, Kim discovered that the pressure to pee was infinitely more difficult when her bowels were filled with water. She looked up at the bottle and moaned as it was not quite half empty. Now every second her need to go was worse. The thought of finishing the bottle and waiting an additional 15 minutes was out of the question.
Kim was now writhing on the floor as cramps were tying her stomach up in knots. Each minute got worse as the warm water migrated deeper and deeper into her body. Finally the bottle was empty and Kim pulled the hose from her ass. Suddenly a new problem came into view. Her ass was starting to leak. Knowing she couldn't hold it back any longer, she stepped into the shower and grabbed her anal plug. Praying she could do this, she grabbed the plug with both hands, lined it up with her brown ring and shoved as hard as she could and pushed the large intruder into her ass, stopping all leaks.
Kim screamed as the plug shot into her ass. The pain was enormous. But because of wearing the plug for the last couple of days, it wasn't as bad as it could have been. In fact, Kim had kind of gotten used to it and felt strangely calm with it in. The cramps even started to level out as her body absorbed and adjusted to the two quarts of water.
Kim did not want to take any chances; hurried to her patio door and decided to wait there so when the 15 minutes were up she could be outside in a flash.
Tom watched from his apartment. The several cameras positioned around her yard gave him multiple HD quality views of Kim humiliation. He leaned back in his chair and watched everything on his big screen. He saw her by the door and knew the time was just about over when she slid the door open and rapidly crawls out to the garden. As soon as she finished her task, she looked around and started to make her way back to her house. Although he didn't order her, she crawled back into the house when she finished. 'God who knew she was a natural submissive.'
Kim made it back to the kitchen and walked upstairs to take a shower. Her body was exhausted and she felt so dirty she needed the shower and some sleep.
Twenty minutes later, Kim drifted off to sleep, dreaming about fucking her entire class.
Her alarm went off much too early, but she wanted to get a quick start. She was nervous of what her owner had for her to do today. She grabbed the enema bag and quickly filled it, shoved the nozzle into her ass and opened the valve. The last thing she ever wanted to do again was lick clean a shit covered butt plug. If putting up with an enema everyday stopped it she would happily do it. This time she only used a quart and didn't wait for 15 minutes. Soon Kim had showered, grabbed a piece of toast and was waiting by the computer for it to ding.
At exactly six o'clock the message sounder rang. Kim's shaking hand clicked on her mail and opened her latest message.
Slut Kimmy:
Yesterday you impressed me with your creativity. The pictures turned out well. I especially enjoyed the seventh period picture where you were naked from the waist down. Tell me did Tom enjoy it? I'm sure he did. However as I count it you've broken a few rules.
1. Wearing clothes in the house 2 times
2. Climaxing without permission 2 times
3. Not wearing your anal plug 1 time
By my count that is 5 punishments. As you are still being punished I will choose your next 5 punishments.
But first your daily task, on your front porch you will find a box. Inside that box is your task for the day. You are to follow the instructions in the box. Hopefully you can complete this task without breaking any more rules. By the way, did you notice the new greeting? That is your slave name now. At school you will instruct your classes to call you Miss Kimmy and your co-workers just Kimmy. Outside of school you will answer to and introduce yourself as Kimmy Slut, no exceptions. I will text your punishment later today. Enjoy your naked ride to work.
Your Owner
Kim sat on the floor reading her latest message. She didn't even know what her task was but she was crying hard. Kim had worked hard to earn respect from her students and co-workers. When she was a little girl, several of her classmates made fun of her name for some reason. They kept it up till she lost control and peed her panties in class. For the next few years it was 'Kimmy Pimmy peed her panties'. Kim hated that name it brought back very bad memories. It was those memories of being so helpless and humiliated she had long fought to bury. Now her Owner was her to be that helpless little girl to everyone she met.
Kim slowly got to her feet and walked to her front door. She opened it and saw a medium size brown box, sealed with tape and sitting by the steps. Not even looking to see if anyone was watching stepped out, picked it up and brought it back inside her home.
Kim carried it to the kitchen table and opened it. Inside was a shining metal belt of some sort and three envelopes, marked 1, 2, and 3. Kim grabbed the belt and pulled it from the box. As soon as it cleared the box she knew it was a chastity belt. She held it in her hands and looked it over closely. It was a hinged circular belt about 2 inches wide with some sort of lining. It wasn't leather or rubber but it padded the belt. On one end a single tab, the other a matching slot. In the middle of one half of the belt was another shining belt much shorter and formed to fit between her legs. Attached to this belt were two dildos, one noticeably longer than the other, the shorter one was a thick shaped cone anal plug.
Kim shivered when thought of being impaled all day all the time. She started to pull out the envelopes and notice the post-it. "Open each envelope in order and complete each task before moving to the next."
Kim's mind was going a mile a minute. Her mind thinking of what her Owner could do with this belt, but her body was already tingling with excitement knowing what was waiting for her.
She opened the first envelope.
Slut Kimmy,
You will take the belt and adjust the attachments and place it on your body. When the tabs are inserted, push the emblem one the front of the belt. Lie on the floor and wait till it's time to open the next envelope.
Kimmy looked again at the belt. It didn't look special, she wondered why the strange instructions. Kim smiled and latched it around her waist. She looked into the box and found a small tube of lube. She opened the tube and coated both of the dildos, pulled the crotch belt between her legs and lined up the dildos with her holes. As each accessory touched and then entered her orifices she gasped as they certainly felt larger than they looked. She pulled the belt tighter and tighter, pushing the dildos deeper and deeper. Kimmy snapped crotch strap belt and pushed the emblem. She heard a click and the belt felt like it was coming alive. Kimmy quickly lay down as the belt moved, shifted, and contoured to her body. Soon the belt felt like a second skin. Kimmy couldn't even slip so much as a finger nail between it and her body.
She started to get up when the dildos came to life. First the anal plug started to grow both longer and wider. Kimmy started to pant as her rectum was being stretched to capacity. She was calming down after it stopped when the dildo in her cunt started to move. It seemed to be alive and it wiggled up and down probing her entire inner sanctum. Kimmy was already on the verge of an orgasm and she had only been wearing it for less than 5 minutes.
Kimmy lay on the floor calming her excited body and adjusting to her new intruders. She finally sat up and reached for the second envelope. When she tore it open and there was only a memory stick. Kimmy inserted the stick into her computer and an install program started. Kimmy watched and waited for it to finish running. Soon picture of the belt appeared and the sound started. Congratulations on your purchase of the best chastity belt in the world. Please be aware your Owner has already completed the initial programming of your unit. What we will do now is finish and test out each feature. Please relax as the setup will continue. Kim stared at the screen as page after page flashed in front of her. Each one was covering different things. Kimmy watched as the computer connected via Bluetooth and the dildos vibrated briefly. Then it called up the modem program and called a number. The dildos again vibrated. Then it was her network connection page, soon the dildos came to life again. Kim was getting worried now. It appeared that the belt was now connected to her computer, the internet and by a phone. She started to inspect the belt closer now looking for some kind of release. As she ran her hands all over the belt surface, a warning appeared on the screen. "Remove your hands from the belt. Any attempt to remove this belt will result in severe punishment."
Kimmy dropped her hands and stared at the screen. It knew what she was doing. Her mind was a little more scared and her body's arousal jumped a bit.
Soon a screen appeared with the words "Function Test" across it with several boxes below it. Suddenly the dildo in her cunt started to vibrate, but this time the vibrations changed. Over the next ten minutes the dildo pulsed, vibrated, moved twisted, spun, and grew inside her body. Each time her body threatened to climax, it would stop. It remained still for a minute or so before starting up again. Over and over it repeated the cycle till Kimmy was ready to scream in frustration. The first box checked off then the anal plug started. The same cycles as the other dildo moving, twisting, and growing. Again each time her climax approached it stopped. Soon the second box checked off. The next function the dildo in her cunt started up again, only this time it wasn't comfortable but hurt and what was worse it was hurting more and more. Kimmy dropped down to the floor as the pain was now paralyzing her body as it felt like an electrical prod was shocking her intestines. When the dildo started to ease off, the anal plug started and her ass felt like it was on fire. Kimmy was now screaming as hot searing pain was radiating out from her rectum. Kimmy was now on her stomach holding her buns trying anything to relieve the burning sensation in her rear passage. She wasn't sure she would be able to stand it much longer when the vibrator started in her cunt. Kimmy's body was now confused and her ass was screaming in pain, but her cunt was rapidly pushing to an orgasm. Pain, pleasure, pain, pleasure, on and on it went till Kimmy was begging the cursed belt to have mercy. She finally slipped off into darkness and was lost in a mixture of sensations that never seemed to end.
Kimmy opened her eyes and stared at the wheels on her chair. It took her a few seconds to realize where she was and why. Her hand slid down her body to see if it was a dream. But the belt was still firmly attached to her body. Kim sat up and looked at the screen. Most of the boxes were checked when her cell buzzed. She grabbed it and read the text message.
"Go upstairs and grab a pants hanger with clips. Attach each clip to a nipple and return back here. You have 30 seconds."
Kimmy gasped, now she was a slave to her computer. Her body was still recovering from the initial tests and her legs were barely functioning, but she staggered down the hall and stumbled up the stairs. She tripped on the last step and crawled into her room and to her closet. She jumped up and grabbed the first hanger that fit her needs. She took a deep breath and attached to each nipple a clip. The pain was instantaneous and shot though out her body. Knowing she didn't have much time she started back downstairs. Just as she hit the bottom and turned towards her office, both invaders inside her body went off and her legs gave out from the pain. Kimmy's legs pushed her on her belly as she crawled slowly to the office. The pain was increasing and she was afraid that she would pass out before she could make it. With the last bit of strength she finally managed to slide through the door and scream. "Please stop I'm back, please stop I'm sorry Master." The pain kept up for a few moments and then started to diminish. Kimmy was still lying on the ground crying, tears flowing down her cheeks. Through blurred vision she looked at the monitor. "You have learned your first lesson slave. If you don't complete your task you will receive pain. Don't forget it Kimmy Slut."
The next screen flashed "Initial Setup complete. Take your clothes and go to work. Take envelope number three. You will be notified when to open it."
Kim slowly stood and walked to her room. She picked out a skirt and blouse and headed for the door. Just before she opened it she remembered she had to change her collar. She was to wear a collar 24/7 and she was to rotate the three collars. She unbuckled the white collar and grabbed the black one. Kimmy dreaded having to wear this one. It was wide, thick and made her feel like a slave. As soon as it was buckled in spite of her efforts her shoulders slumped a little more. She opened the door and stepped out on her porch. This time she looked up and down the street. Being naked was one thing, but wearing the chastity belt and black slave collar was different. It was more humiliating. Kim didn't see anyone and rushed out and jumped into her car. It was going to be a long day.
Chapter 8
Kimmy drove to the school. She slumped down in the seat as she was leaving later than usual and traffic was much heavier. When she pulled into the parking lot there were several more cars and two cars followed her in. Not wanting to be seen dressing, she pulled to the far side away from the door. As soon as she stopped the car, she grabbed her top and put it on. As least she didn't appear naked any longer. As she was trying to put on the skirt she saw Alice Smith walking towards her. She was another teacher in the math department. Kimmy was starting to panic as she was getting closer to her car. Kimmy finally managed to get it buttoned and smoothed it down. Just before Alice got to her, Kimmy opened her door, it blocking Alice's view, jumped out of the car and finished pulling it down.
"Kim, why are you parking all the way over here?" Alice gasped as her eyes were drawn to the black collar attached to the obviously nervous teacher.
"Good Morning Alice, please call me Kimmy. I decided to try to walk more and every step helps." Kim answered as she stepped from behind the car door and shut it. She heard Alice gasp and looked down at her clothes. Kimmy groaned when she looked down and realized that she didn't button the skirt up properly. She had missed the top two buttons and now one side of her skirt was almost exposing her most private area.
"Kimmy, did you not look in the mirror before you left? God you're showing everything you have and what's with the collar? That's very strange thing to wear to teach s. "
"Oh God, I'm sorry. I was running late and didn't notice." Kim quickly turned around and started to unbutton her skirt, being careful not to show the chastity belt to her co-worker. When she finally turned to face Alice again, she had a strange look on her face.
"I don't want to pry but why are you dressed like that. I mean the skirt is too short, the blouse is very shear and I can tell you're not wearing a bra. Are you trying to get written up? The new administration is very strict and you could lose your job."
"I guess you're right. I have a date right after school and didn't want to change. I might have made a mistake."
"Well, I would suggest you stay in your room and don't wander the halls. It's bad enough that your classes will see you without broadcasting to the entire student population." Alice turned and walked away. She didn't want to be seen with Kimmy dressed like a slut.
Kimmy was blushing and trying not to breakdown and cry. Her body was already on sensory overload. She slowly walked towards the door. Soon it became apparent that the dildos in her body didn't need to be on to affect her arousal. After just a few steps her cunt was dripping and her body flushed. By the time she got to the door, she had to stop and wait for a minute for her body to calm down. Now all she had to do was walk across the entire school and up two flights of stairs to her room, praying she didn't orgasm at least once before she arrived.
Although it took her almost 15 minutes to get to her room, she managed to make it without climaxing and even better, she didn't pass anyone and have to explain her outfit. As soon as she sat down her cell buzzed. She pulled it out and read the text.
'You are to stand for each class and walk around the room'
Kimmy just sat there looking at the text. It was hard enough to get to her room, now she had to stand and walk during each class. It was going to be a very long day.
The text didn't say she had to stand when there wasn't a class, so Kimmy concentrated on calming her body down before her first class. When the bell rang, her heart jumped and her body reacted as her cunt pulsed. She stood and waited for the students to arrive.
The first class went surprisingly well. Even though her students gave her strange looks staring directly at her slave collar. She soon discovered that standing was okay and walking excited her, but if she walked slowly she was able to maintain control. When the bell rang to end the first period, Kimmy sat down quickly to work on calming her body once again.
Second period started off well with several students commenting about her new look, but about ten minutes before the end of class, the anal plug started to vibrate. Kimmy didn't want it to be heard and quickly walked to the front of the class. Feeling her body starting to betray her, she assigned some problems and stood waiting for the end of the period. As she looked over the class, one of the students in the back of the class raised his hand. "Miss Watson come back here and explain this problem to me, I don't understand it?"
Kimmy took a deep breath; this was the first student to use her name. She didn't know if her owner was in this class and said, "Class I have an announcement, from now on please address me as Miss Kimmy in school. I think a little less formality is better. Yes Bill I'll be right there."
Kimmy slowly walked down the row as each student watched her closely. When she arrived at his desk, he pointed at a problem. Kimmy, in order to read the fine print, had to bend over to see what he needed.
Bill was shocked when Miss Kimmy bent down to look at his paper. He had a clear view of the black collar. He looked past it and down her blouse and her bra less tits. His cock shot up like a rocket and his eyes were locked on her fabulous tits. Kimmy looked at his face and blushed knowing what she was showing. But if she called him out she would draw more attention to her dress and would make the situation worse. Her only recourse was to answer his question and head back to her desk.
As soon as she finished with Bill, Martin who sat on the other side of the aisle put up his hand. He had been treated to a wonderful view of Miss Kimmy's legs almost up to her ass. He also noticed that when she walked down the aisle her tits bounced freely. He had to sneak a peek.
Kimmy moaned quietly and turned to answer Martin's question. But he wouldn't let her off that easy and finally she had to bend over again to look at the problem on his page. Again she knew she was exposing her tits, but she had no other choice. When she finished with Martin, Kimmy hurried to the front of the room praying that the bell would ring before there were any more questions. Luckily it did and she sat down at her desk to again calm her body.
The students quickly filed out of the room and Kimmy was trying to not climax when the other dildo started to vibrate. Kim gasped as now it was serious if this keeps up for more than a minute she was going to orgasm just as the next class arrived.
Kimmy was holding on to her desk and students were walking past her when both vibrators stopped. She breathed a sigh of relief when the bell rang. Kimmy slowly stood and started the class. She managed to get through third period and the vibrators were quiet. It was when fourth period started when things started to get out of hand. Word had spread that Miss Kimmy wasn't wearing a bra and when she bent over you could see all her tits. Kimmy tried to maintain control but soon it was one question after another. By the end of the period she had exposed her tits to almost every guy in class and even a few of the girls.
By the time she got to Wendy's class, it was the talk of the school, and every class was the same, question after question. Kimmy tried to maintain control, but after the fourth period both vibrators vibrated her body the entire time between classes. She now got no relief and her body's excitement level kept climbing. Now as she exposed her tits to her students, instead of embarrassment it only added to her excitement.
Wendy walked into her fifth period class with Miss Kimmy. The first thing she noticed was her nipples were threatening to poke holes in her blouse. She was also flushed and panting slightly. Wendy walked up to her and grinned. Kimmy, are you being punished again? I love the collar, black suits you." She whispered.
"No Miss Wendy, I'm just trying to get through the day without breaking any rules." Kimmy answered quietly.
"Well if not climaxing in front of the class is a rule, I'm not sure you're going to make it. Look at your legs, you're dripping down to your knees and you smell like pussy."
"Oh god no, I can't let that happen," she groaned. As soon as the class sat down, Kimmy called up an honor student to the front of the room. "Helen, please watch over the class while I run an errand. Class I want you to do the problems on page 45, numbers 1 through 25. I'll be right back," As she rushed to the door and headed for the nearest restroom.
By the time she walked into the stall and sat down, it was everything she could do not to orgasm. It was then her phone buzzed again.
'Anytime you enter a restroom, you must strip completely including shoes and stay naked till you leave, you have 15 seconds to strip.'
Kimmy knew she didn't have time to waste and pulled her blouse over her head and her skirt down her legs. In seconds she was sitting on the toilet naked holding her clothes in front of her. Kimmy felt a tear slide down her cheek and tried to calm her body knowing that so far she was lucky no one else was in the room.
It took Kimmy almost ten minutes to calm herself till she wasn't on the brink of an enormous orgasm. She concentrated on cleaning her legs up and dabbed perfume on her cunt to cover her smell. Knowing that at any minute someone would walk into the restroom, Kimmy quickly dressed and headed back to her class. As with the last period, she spent it going from student to student flashing her tits. When the bell finally rang she collapsed into her chair praying that the infernal belt locked on her body would give her a reprieve.
When the last finally left the room and her belt was quiet, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. Kimmy made it through sixth period and as with the last few classes she answered all questions and flashed her tits. But this time she was under control and actually kind of enjoyed making the boys cock's hard and uncomfortable sitting at their desks.
By the time Kimmy finished with Tom's class Kimmy was starting to sashay down the aisles knowing her tits were bouncing and her skirt fluttering. The belt remained off but the exposure kept her on the brink of an orgasm. When ninth period finally finished, Melody walked up to Kimmy's desk and smiled down at her.
"Kimmy, I like the new you and I know every guy in school got a look at your tits today. I wonder if the principle would like to know what you did today."
"Please Miss Melody, don't tell him I know I may have stepped over the line some today, but please let it stay right here."
"I don't know, stepped might be an understatement. If I didn't know better I think you enjoyed flashing everything you have to us."
"Please I'm begging you don't do this, is there anything I can do to persuade you to not tell the principle?"
"Well now that you put it that way, how about stopping by my house after school and we can work something out."
"Yes Miss Melody, I should be there by 4."
"It will be great see you, and I do mean see all of you." Melody said as she strolled out of class.
Kimmy buried her face in her hands and cried. Now she was going to be a slave to another student. She was now a slave to every student on her street. Each day she seemed to fall further and further under someone's control. First her owner, then Wendy, then Tom, then this cursed belt, and now Melody. At this rate she would be the town slave by the time school got out next spring. She sat quietly for a few minutes before she gathered her things and headed for her car.
Kimmy drove slowly home. She was in no hurry to get there. All that meant was she had to go to Melody's house and follow her every command. If she didn't she would tell the principle about her day. It wouldn't take much to confirm her story. Someone else might have already told on her. But if not, she had to keep Melody from telling. Kimmy pulled into the driveway and walked up to her door. She glanced around, seeing no one; she stripped and walked in the door. Kimmy stood by the door and wondered why she wasn't instructed to open the third envelope. She walked to the kitchen and poured herself a drink. She had a feeling it was going to be a long night and a little liquid courage just might help.
Kim glanced at the clock and saw she only had a few minutes to get across the street to Melody's house. She gulped down the drink and poured another. She pounded the second drink and headed for the door when her phone buzzed. She glanced down and read the text.
"Open envelope 3'
Kim moaned but pulled the envelope out of her purse. She waited a moment before she tore it open.
Kimmy Slut,
You are to drive to 8901 Clark Ave. Make sure you are there at 10:00. You are to tell them your name. They are expecting you. You are to follow their instructions. Do not fail or hesitate.
Your Owner
Kimmy felt a little nauseous after downing the two shots and then reading the task, her stomach turned and she thought she might throw up. Kimmy had no idea of what was to happen, but she was certain she would be humiliated. She stood still and waited for a minute and settled her stomach. She took a deep breath, walked out on the porch, dressed, and strolled across the street. Kimmy stepped up to the door and knocked.
Melody was so excited about finally getting a piece of Kimmy. Both Wendy and Tom both used her yesterday. Now it was her turn and she was going to take full advantage of her opportunity. She watched as Kimmy dressed on her porch and headed towards her house. She waited till she heard the knock and rushed to the door. She looked at the frightened teacher cowering on her porch. She smiled at her and said, "Calm down Kimmy, I'm not going to you. You're just going to do what you do best. Be a slut. Now get out of those clothes and step inside. We're going to have lots of fun."
Kimmy cringed when she heard to strip, but Melody's smile and calm demeanor settled her down. She smiled back at her student, pulled her blouse over her head and dropped her skirt. Now naked on her neighbor's porch, she looked around and stepped through the door. Melody looked the slave over and commented, "Nice belt slut, can't keep your hands out of it? Is that why your owner put it there?"
She could only blush and nod. Her voice was gone. Kimmy looked around, the house was nicely decorated, and very clean. She listened carefully to hear if anyone else was around but heard nothing. She followed Melody through the hall and to a door. Melody opened it and walked down the stairs to a large room. Kimmy looked around the room and gasped. It was nothing like anything she had ever seen before. It almost looked like she had walked into another century. It looked like a medieval dungeon. With stone tables complete with rings on the corners, chains on the walls, and a series of hoists everywhere. But what scared her the most; was the entire wall at the end of the room. It was covered in all manner of whips, crops, canes, shackles, plugs, and dildos. She started to run back upstairs but when she turned she ran into Melody's mother, Ginger Baker. Kimmy gasped and tried to cover her tits and pussy, but it was already too late.
"My, my, my what have we here. Miss Kimmy Watson is standing naked in my playroom. Now why in the world would you be down here naked with my daughter? Are you a pedophile? Preying on your students?"
Kimmy turned white as a sheet and dropped to her knees, "Please forgive me Mrs Baker. I'm sorry please I'll leave please..."
"Oh shut up slut. I know why you're here, and right now you're going to do everything we tell you, aren't you slut?" Mrs Baker shouted.
"Yes Mistress." Kimmy head dropped and she cast her eyes at the floor. Her submissive mind was taking hold as she waited to be told what to do.
"Mom you were supposed to wait till I had some fun first. You said you'd wait till I called you."
"I couldn't, when she walked into the house naked, god she's so beautiful I couldn't help it."
"Well don't just stand there help me get the slut strung up. I can't wait to try out the new toys."
It took the two women a few minutes before Kimmy was now chained with her hands high above her head. Her feet attached to rings on the floor. They pulled the chains so tight, she had to stand on her toes to touch the floor. She was blindfolded and there was a ring gag holding her mouth open.
Kimmy's mind was screaming, she couldn't see and every little noise caused her to jump. Then it was silent not a noise to be heard. She strained to hear anything but hearing nothing a thought went through her head that maybe they left. It was the swoosh followed by the crack of the crop landing on her left tit that echoed off the walls. Kimmy let out a scream as the pain exploded across her chest. Then the second crack sounded and shortly later a third. Kimmy's chest was on fire and her body was trying to move anywhere to get away from the viscous blows.
Soon both Ginger and Melody were swinging away, laughing at Kimmy's struggles trying to get away and pleading to do anything to please her new mistresses. The two sadistic women played for about ten minutes before dropping the hysterical teacher to the floor.
"Please Mistress Melody please let me serve you. Please Mistress Ginger let me pleasure you, please don't hit me anymore. I'll do anything you wish."
Melody couldn't wait any longer and commanded her slave to crawl to her voice and feast on her core. Kimmy waited for someone to release her feet and hurried to the sound of Melody's voice, crawling face first into her knees. She stopped for a second but recovered quickly and slid between her legs and planted her face deep in the junction of her legs. She lapped at the sweet tasting cunt and lavished kiss after kiss up and down her slit. It didn't take long before Melody grabbed her ears and started to fuck her face. Kimmy was trying to please her Mistress but there was little she could do. It was Melody shoving her cunt all over her face and using her nose to tickle her clit.
What Kimmy didn't know was Ginger was stepping into a harness and dangling from it was a large dildo. As soon as she finished she knelt beside Melody and waited till she was finished using the slave. When Melody let go of Kimmy's head, Ginger grabbed a handful of hair and pulled her mouth to the large dildo sticking out from her body. Kimmy tried to scream as the intrusion took her totally by surprise and even though the ring kept her mouth open she wasn't ready for anything close to this size. Kim actually thought that her Mistress had shoved a baseball bat into her mouth. The mother daughter team constantly took turns on the helpless teacher slave till they couldn't stand any longer and Kimmy was almost comatose on the floor. Melody's body was totally sated as she looked down at Kimmy. She knew what was in the third envelope, she actually wrote it. But looking down at the quivering mass of female flesh at her feet, she knew there was no way she could finish the day. She walked over to the phone and called Tom.
Tom took the call from Melody and told Wendy what she said. "I knew as soon as her mother got involved it would go bad. Why did she have to include her?" Wendy spat, "she's going to ruin everything." They turned to the camera and watched as Melody and her mother half carried the teacher to her house and tossed her on her bed. Tomorrow's another day. Tom thought about what was planned and decided to give their slave a break.
Kimmy woke the next morning to her alarm screaming at her. Her entire body hurt and the demon belt was vibrating slowly. As she slowly became aware of where she was, her first thoughts were, 'Oh God I didn't complete my task. I can't take any more punishments.' A feeling of despair fell over her like a dark cloud. She had no control over anything. Everyone was her superior and she felt like she wasn't going to survive.
Kimmy crawled out of bed and noticed a cord attached to her belt. It ran to an outlet. She wondered if she should unplug it of if she would be punished. Kimmy saw her cell on the night stand and picked it up. There was a text from the belt.
'Charging complete, detach the cable. Take the cable with you at all times.'
Kimmy unplugged it and coiled it up and carried it downstairs to her computer. When she made it to the office, she dropped to her knees and waited for the message sounder with her task.
At exactly six AM her message arrived. She was afraid of what it might say but the thought of being punished by the demon belt made sure she opened it.
Kimmy Slut,
Yesterday was a very difficult day for you. I am impressed how well you held up at school. I know about your adventure at Melody's house and watched them bring you home. In spite of you not finishing your final task for the day, I am giving you a pass. You will not be punished for not completing your task. In fact I want you to call in sick today at school. The last few days have been obviously difficult on your body. So today's task is to rest and recover. Because you have demonstrated your ability to control your bodily functions, you have earned the right to use the indoor toilet facilities. As long as you continue to demonstrate control you may use the bathroom.
Today you are to rest, shower, eat, and go to the store to purchase anything you need. If your services are required you will be texted. Do not hesitate to follow any directions and make me sorry to give you this treat.
Your Owner.
Kimmy almost collapsed on the floor after reading her message. "Oh thank you owner, I will strive to please you in any way you wish. Thank you for today. Your slave appreciates your generosity."
Kim slowly stood and made her way to the phone and called in sick. Five minutes later she was back in her bed. She lay down and was out in seconds. Her brain filled with erotic dreams.
Tom was still pissed at Melody and her mother for the way they treated Kimmy. He wasn't into hurting anyone especially their submissive teacher, and he felt that Melody d her needlessly. Tom walked to his cell and called Melody's cell.
"Hey," Melody answered, "what's up?"
"What's up is what the fuck do you think you're doing to our slave? You practically had to carry her home last night. What the fuck did you do to her?" Tom was having trouble keeping his anger in check.
"We just had some fun is all? She might be a little sore today but nothing permanent. Besides you should have seen her rushing around trying to do everything we told her to keep from getting spanked. It was hilarious. She has a very talented tongue. So what's the problem?"
"The problem is you're not the only one in control. We are still training her and neither Wendy nor I want her beaten or d."
"Oh and having her exposing her body to every guy at school is isn't , or having her wear that chastity belt isn't , or having her come to your apartment naked and fucking you isn't ? Be real, I have just as much invested in this as you do. Just because you don't want to spank that fine looking ass and have her beg to be humiliated isn't your thing doesn't mean I can't do it. Besides I guarantee that she won't hesitate any more. All you have to do is tell her you'll send her to my house and she will beg to do whatever you want."
"Look I know your family is a bit kinky and love the S & M scene, but you can't her so much you have to carry her home. What would one of the neighbors do if they saw you dragging her almost naked ass across the street? If they had called the cops this whole thing would go up in smoke and we would be going to jail."
"Okay I guess you're right, but I waited so long to get my hands on her, and when my mom got involved we kind of lost control." Melody conceded. "I make sure to take it easier next time."
"Yeah about your mom, the first time was supposed to be just you and Kimmy. How did she find out about it anyway?"
"Well she gets up pretty early and saw Kimmy get in her car naked earlier this week. She started to watch her house and saw her stripping on her front porch before she entered her front door. When she watched Kimmy go to Wendy's house and strip outside her door she knew something was up. She knew that I would know what was going on and she called me out. If I hadn't told her everything she was going to bust Kimmy and take her as her slave. I had to let her play with her or she would have taken her away from us. I'm sorry but she is very persuasive."
"Well we need to do something to rein her back. I don't want her beaten to a pulp. If she wants to play she has to play by our rules, agreed?"
"I'll work it out with her but we need to set the rules so everyone plays the same."
"Okay, let's meet after school, you, me, and Wendy and decide how to proceed."
"That works, should mom come over too?"
"No just us three, we can call her after we finish and she can come over then."
"Okay see you at school, bye."
Tom ended the call and pulled up his security app on his phone. He checked on Kimmy and saw she was still passed out in bed. He started his car and drove to school.
School was pretty normal but the buzz was everyone wondered where Miss Kimmy was and why she wasn't at school. Tom decided that they needed to do something or their slave was going to be fired and that was the last thing they wanted. He sent a message to Wendy and Melody to meet during lunch behind the gymnasium.
The rest of the morning went pretty quick for Tom. He was thinking about what they should do with their slave teacher. He hadn't thought all this through. His plan was to enslave her; he didn't think about what to do with her now she was their slave. He was in deep thought as he walked down the empty hallway heading out behind the gymnasium. When he turned a corner and almost ran over Miss Andrews. Next to Kimmy she was the only other hot teacher in school.
Mia Andrews was an eleventh grade English teacher. She had only been at the school for a few days. She was fresh out of college and was new to the area. She was still learning her way around the school and wasn't quite comfortable yet. She was checking her cell when suddenly there was a large boy running into to her. She was momentarily stunned and was losing her balance when he caught her.
"Oh I'm sorry Miss Andrews," he said as he grabbed her to keep her from falling.
Mia grunted and looked up at the boy before she realized he was holding her up with his arm around her chest. "Oh," she gasped and turned to get out of his grasp. What she didn't notice was his finger caught on her blouse and the top three buttons popped off. Tom got a full on view of her sheer lace bra. Mia was still a little stunned when she looked down and saw her blouse wide open. She blushed down her chest and tried to cover her body. She pulled her blouse tight across her chest and looked down at the floor.
Tom watched in fascination at the range of emotions that swept across the young teacher in a matter of an instant. First there was shock, then fear, embarrassment, surprise, arousal, and then finally submission. He knew she was aroused as her nipples were threatening to pop through her blouse. Her lowered head Tom recognized from Kimmy. Whenever she accepted a command her body took on the same pose.
"Are you okay Miss Andrews?" He asked as he started to brush her off.
"Yes I'm fine thank you." But she didn't stop him from touching her. She just turned and headed down the hall.
Tom thought about it for a minute and an evil thought went through his brain. He smiled and walked a little quicker to his meeting. He mind thinking about a new plan.
Tom was the last to arrive at the meeting. Wendy and Melody were already there and talking loudly. "What's up girls?"
"What the fuck do you think's up, asshole," Melody spat back.
"Wow take it easy Mel, just keep your voice down. We don't need anyone else to hear." Tom spoke calmly. "Wendy, I already talked to Melody and she agrees that we need to back off at least a little. But she can play with her anyway she wants. Okay?"
"Well you do too, have you heard all the talk. By tomorrow absolutely everyone will know about her tits."
"That might be true, but there is no real proof. So let's move on and decide how we want to go forward. I say we back off on some of her dress, give her back her bra. That will stop that, but she still needs to be plugged. Agreed?" Tom Continued.
"Yeah Okay I can live with that," Wendy said. Melody nodded her head and asked, "What about after school? What can we do then?"
"I say we come up with tasks for her after school. We can have a lot more fun after school. There's no dress code." Melody suggested.
"Okay but when do we let her know we're her Masters?" Wendy asked.
"Well about that, I think that only one teacher isn't enough for the three of us. I say we put our slave to work to get us another slave." Tom looked at their faces to see their reactions. Both girls stared at him for a moment before bursting out laughing.
"What the fuck are you talking about? We're having problems handling one slave let alone two. Beside who do you have in mind?" Wendy whispered like she was afraid someone would hear.
"None other than Miss Mia Andrews," Tom said with confidence.
"Miss Andrews, isn't she that new English teacher? She's hot, but why her?"
Tom smiled and looked at his two friends. "She is new to the school, and the city. She hasn't had time to make any friends, and lives alone. I heard her talking the other day and she mentioned she wasn't seeing anyone."
"Well that might be true but what makes you think she would submit?"
"I just ran into her in the hall, I accidentally got my hand caught in her blouse and popped three buttons. When she noticed, she didn't yell but almost apologized and dropped her head. She looked just like Kimmy when she submits. I know if we do it right we can use Kimmy to lure her into a trap. We have the right bait."
"Okay smart ass how do you propose to do this?" Melody said now intrigued.
"Well first let's get Kimmy some new clothes and make sure she is presentable for school tomorrow. Then tonight we send her to the tattoo parlor and have her pierced and marked. Tomorrow we give her the task to make friends with Miss Andrews. She will need to make a date for drinks. From there we have her. We simply have Kimmy spike her drink, take her home and fuck the shit out of her. By the time she wakes up she won't have a choice but to submit to Kimmy's on line master. Just think of the fun we can have with two sexy slaves." Tom outlined.
"Melody, do you work this afternoon?" Tom asked and she nodded. "Good, I'll have the slave come over and you add some slightly longer skirts. You can also play with her for a few, but remember she has to make it to the parlor later."
"Okay I'll take care of her and she'll be there on time."
The three sat there until the bell rang for the next period. They stood and walked away each in deep thought about what they were going to do.
Tom checked again on Kimmy and saw she was up and eating in the kitchen. She was naked, plugged, and collared. He smiled and sent the first text.
Kimmy slept till almost ten o'clock. Her body was still sore and stiff. She ambled into the bathroom and took a shower. The warm water felt wonderful and by the time she finished she felt much better. She thought back at her time with Melody and shivered. Melody and her mom scared her. She was absolutely certain that whatever Melody orders she would do without question. Kimmy finished her shower and went downstairs to the kitchen. She fixed some scrambled eggs and bacon for breakfast. Kim didn't realize it had been a long time since she'd eaten and it tasted wonderful. Just before she finished her cell buzzed. Kimmy jumped when it went off. She slowly reached over and read the message.
Kimmy turned white as a sheet, she was to go to the thrift store and buy some more clothes. Now that Melody was one of her Mistresses to have her pick out clothes sent shivers down her spine.
Kimmy slid down to the floor and cried. Her body was still very sore from last night. Now she was to report to the thrift store at 3:45. In spite of the fear and pain, there was no thought of not doing exactly what she was told.
Again Kimmy's phone buzzed, this time it was her belt texting her.
'REPORT TO THE COMPUTER FOR INSTRUCTIONS.'
She sat there for a few moments when the dildos planted inside her started to tingle. Kim jumped up and ran to the computer. She automatically dropped to her knees and stared at the monitor. "I'm here," Kimmy said to no one, praying the tingle deep inside her body didn't get worse.
The screen saver disappeared and text started to fill the screen.
'Maintenance schedule instructions:
1. Always take the power cord with you. Failure will be painful.
2. When bedding down for the night plug your belt and charge it.
3. Your belt will provide notices when charging is required.
a. You will be shocked at 10% for ten seconds when the battery level reaches 30%.
b. At 25% you will be shocked at 25% for ten seconds and repeat every 15 minutes
c. At 22% the level will be increased to 50% for ten seconds and again every 10 minutes
d. At 20% the level is now 75% for ten seconds and again every 5 minutes
4. Always make sure you are near a power outlet. You will be notified periodically to plug in the belt. You have ten seconds before a 15 second shock at 20%. Each subsequent miss the power increases by 5%.
5. Each of your plugs can be removed. You will be texted the instructions at the proper time.'
Kimmy read and re-read the instructions. She knew how powerful the shocks could be and never wanted to test their strength. Kimmy stood and headed back to the kitchen to clean up. Her body was still aching and her mind was going over her instructions.
At 3:30 Kimmy had her outfit by the door and was ready to go shopping. Her hands could hardly turn the knob to go out. She took a deep breath, grabbed her clothes and stepped out on her porch to dress. Kimmy didn't even think anything about being naked on her porch any longer. She didn't even look to see if anyone was around. Being naked was normal now around the house. She pulled up the short plaid pleated skirt over her hips and smoothed it down. It was as least eight inches above her knees. She pushed it down a bit but in order to keep from flashing the ass till the skirt rode well below her navel. Deciding that this option was probably the best, she pulled the white, short sleeve scoop neck tee over her head. It was at least a size too small and didn't even come close to covering her belly. It stretched over her tits and detailed every inch. To say it left nothing to the imagination was an understatement. With the 4" sling back pumps and pink collar it finished the look of a slutty catholic school girl.
Kimmy locked the door and headed for her car. She glanced at first Melody's and then Wendy's homes. She wanted to avoid running into Mistress Ginger. But if Mistress Wendy stopped her she would be late for her task. Kimmy wanted to make sure that didn't happen and quickly jumped into the car and backed out of the driveway. A tear ran down Kim's face as she approached the store. Mistress Melody scared her, but it wasn't because she was afraid of her beatings. It was because she opened up something inside her that scared her. As last night progressed, the line between pain and pleasure became blurred. By the end of the evening, she'd climaxed more from the pain than from the pleasure. Kimmy was afraid of what Mistress Melody might turn her into.
When she arrived at the thrift store, Kimmy sat in her car for a minute. Her hands were shaking and her body was flushed. Her mind was trying to grasp her new reality of being a slave. Any thoughts of breaking away were long gone. The initial video was bad enough but after submitting to first Wendy, then Tom and now Melody sealed her fate and she knew there was no way out. She took a couple of deep breaths and tried to calm her nerves, but it wasn't nervousness that was coursing through her body but arousal. Kim's hand slipped up under her top and she pinched her nipple. The quick burst of pain shot straight to her cunt. It was pulsing as Kimmy's mind was dreaming of what her Mistress was going to do to her.
Melody watched as she noticed Kimmy's pull up and park. Her hand was already in her pants stroking her clit. She was very excited to see how the slave would act in front of her after last night. Melody stood just out of sight when Kimmy walked through the door and nervously look around. She stayed out of sight as her slave took slow steps towards the back of the store. Melody smiled and stayed concealed until she passed her before she stepped out. "Well slave I see you're on time."
Kimmy's knees almost buckled when she heard Melody's voice behind her. She quickly turned to face her and dropped to her knees. Looking only at the floor she said in barely above a whisper, "Yes Mistress Melody, what can this slave do to please you?" It was the phrase that was drilled into her head last night between spankings.
"I see you remembered your lessons from last night. What else did you learn?"
"Oh Mistress Melody, This slave learned to never speak to its betters in the first person. It is never look into her Master or Mistress's eyes. It should never speak unless directed. And most important of all this slave is to always obey any command."
As she heard Kimmy recite each of her rules, Melody's body's arousal rose and her nipples hardened. By the time she finished Melody was ready to her in the store. But Tom's words reminded her that they needed to back off some in order to keep their slave. Her other thoughts were about Miss Andrews would soon be beside the slave kneeling on the floor.
"Very good slave, now stand up and let's get you some more clothes. We need to update your wardrobe so you don't get fired from school. It's too much fun watching you squirm each day." Melody said as she grabbed Kimmy's arm and pulled her to the back of the store.
Kimmy put up no resistance and cringed when her Mistress grabbed her, but followed quietly behind her. Melody had already been busy picking out Kimmy's new clothes. She had several skirts and blouses sitting on a table between the changing rooms. "Get out of those slut clothes and try these on. I want to see how you look."
Kimmy didn't even hesitate as she dropped her skirt and top on the floor. She started to take off her heels when she heard, "Leave those on, they make your ass stick out."
Kimmy grabbed the first skirt and noticed that it was much longer than any of her other skirts, but the material was a bright red satin like fabric and it fit like a glove. It was actually pretty but it would be obvious that she wasn't wearing anything under it. Kimmy grabbed a top and pulled it over her head. It was a white scoop neck short sleeve tee shirt top. It was her size but it still hugged her tits. She looked down and with her body very aroused her nipples were in plain view. She turned towards her Mistress and waited for the next order. "Oh I like that on you. You won't be flashing your slutty cunt but don't get excited. Take it off and put it over here and try on the next one."
Kimmy peeled off the outfit and tried on the next one. It was very different. It was loose and looked like it was from the fifties. It was not flattering and Kimmy felt almost more humiliated wearing this. She looked down at it and felt like she was a bag lady just off the street.
"Oh you'll need that one too; we can't have you dressing like a slut every day. Plus we can hang almost anything off your nipples and cunt and no one will know." Melody giggled.
On and on they continued for the next hour and a half Kimmy tried on outfit after outfit. Some they kept the others were discarded. By the time they finished Kimmy had another 15 outfits. All were acceptable for wearing at school. Some of them pushed the limits of the dress code but nothing blatant.
Kimmy had relaxed as the afternoon progressed. Her Mistress didn't show any signs of anger nor did she discipline her. Kimmy was actually starting to enjoy the new clothes. They were all much better than what she had at home. It was right at the end when Kimmy's phone buzzed. She gasped as she noticed Mistress Melody heard the buzz.
"Who is texting you slave?"
"It's my owner Mistress, or at least my owner's belt." Kim answered.
"Then you better read it and do what it says slave."
"Yes Mistress," Kimmy said and pulled out her phone and read the text. Her eyes were wide as saucers as the content of the text became clear.
"Well slave what did it say?"
"Mistress, I'm to go to 8901 Clark Ave and follow their instructions." She answered as her body started to shake again.
"Well let's pick out something special for you to wear." Melody said barely keeping a straight face.
Kimmy said nothing but remained on her knees naked. She waited for her Mistress to tell her what to do. Melody couldn't help but drool at the submissive slave teacher in front of her. In spite of what Tom told her, she needed to increase her dominance over her slave.
"Okay slave, head on the floor and stick your ass up in the air," Melody ordered. Kimmy dropped her head down and raised her ass. The bruises inflicted last night were clearly visible. She knew what was going to happen but instead of fear her body was getting aroused. 'God what's wrong with me? Why am I so excited?' went through her mind as she braced herself for another spanking.
Melody watched as her slave did as ordered. She smiled as she grabbed a yardstick from behind the table. Melody walked up to the naked ass pointing up at her and caressed it tenderly. Kimmy in spite of everything couldn't keep a moan from escaping her mouth. As her Mistress kept caressing her hips, then sliding her fingers up and down beside the belt that covered her ass, Kimmy's moans grew louder and she started to push back against the light touches.
CRACK, the sound echoed off the walls and pain shot out from her ass. Kimmy gasped but quickly said, "Thank you Mistress, may I have another?"
Melody laughed and brought down another viscous smack on the defenseless ass.
"OOOHHH Thank you Mistress, may I have another?"
CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, came three more blows to the naked slave as the red strips started to cover her ass.
"OOOHHH GGOOODDD T...T...Thank you Mistress, may I have another?" Kimmy's body was reacting to the spanking and her cunt was starting to leak around her belt down her legs. Trying her best to control her body Kimmy tried to concentrate on holding perfectly still. But her body would not be denied and started to push back against each blow. She prayed that her Mistress would stop soon or she knew she would soon orgasm from being spanked. Just the thought of it pushed her deeper into submission.
Melody watched in fascination as her slave was surrendering to the pain. She knew that as soon as she orgasmed her control over the slave was complete.
CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, Melody pounded the slave's ass, but as the last blow landed, her slave collapsed to the ground and her body convulsed. She watched closely as Kimmy's orgasm exploded and her cunt gushed.
Kimmy tried to maintain control but after the last blow her cunt exploded and her mind followed. She lost all control and could only spout gibberish, as a massive orgasm exploded. She fell to the floor and wave after wave of pleasure coursed throughout her body. It was when her mind took over and the humiliation hit as she realized she had an orgasm from pain alone. Kimmy's mind and body slid from ecstasy, to despair and back over and over till she could only writhe on the floor in her own fluids. It was at that exact moment she knew her life was forever changed and there would be no coming back.
Chapter 9
Kimmy lay on the floor her body was still coming down from the massive pain induced orgasm. She looked up at Melody and whispered, "Thank you Mistress."
Melody looked down at her slave and smiled. She knelt down and lightly caressed her face. Her own body was right on the verge of a climax, but all she could think of was how much she loved her slave teacher.
"You're welcome slave. Let's get you dressed. I don't want you to miss your appointment." She reached over and grabbed a dress for Kimmy to wear. Kimmy was still mostly out of it and couldn't dress herself, so Melody helped her up and walked her to the restroom. By the time they arrived, Kimmy was regaining her senses and was functioning again.
"Clean yourself up and get dressed. I'll gather your new clothes and clean up the store. You made quite a mess. When you've finished meet me at the counter." Melody instructed as she walked out the door.
Kimmy just nodded and sat on the toilet. Her mind was still jumbled and her body was still tingling. She reached over and grabbed some paper towels and started to clean her cum from her legs. It took Kimmy a few minutes to finish and dress. She walked out and headed towards the counter.
Ten minutes later Kimmy was sitting in her car staring into space. She was trying to grasp what had just happened. Before today, she was afraid of Melody. But after what had happened, she wanted more. Her mind slipped back to her evening with Melody and her mother Ginger. She wondered when she could visit them again. Kimmy started the car and headed for her next stop.
It only took a few minutes to arrive at the address her owner instructed. She didn't know what to expect but as soon as she saw the sign her body pulsed and her nipples hardened. Kimmy pulled into the parking lot and took a deep breath. She looked at the sign again, "Dark Desires, Tattoo and Piercing Parlor". Her phone buzzed as the text message arrived.
Kimmy knew she should be afraid of what it said, but after the last week or so her body and mind was no longer resisting. She pulled up the text and smiled.
Slave Kimmy,
You are to go inside and identify yourself. You are a slave now and I want you to choose a symbol of your slavery. It can be a tattoo or a piercing. It is your choice. But it must be permanent and it must show in some way your acceptance of your slavery.
Your Owner
Kimmy walked into the parlor. She had never been in such a store before and was surprised how clean it was and well-lit. The walls were covered in designs of all sorts, from tiny to some so large it would cover an entire back. At the back of the shop was a long glass counter filled with rings, jewelry and items to be inserted into a body. Behind the counter stood a large man. He was covered in tattoos. He had a large beard and was very intimidating. Kimmy slowly walked up to the counter and in a tiny voice said, "I'm Kimmy Watson, I believe you are expecting me?"
His response surprised her, "Oh Kimmy, yes I am." His smile filled his face as he looked at the nervous woman standing in front of him. She was dressed in a short summer dress and high heels. She looked like she was about to freak out. "Please don't be nervous. I won't bite. My name is Dan. What can I do for you?"
Kimmy relaxed a bit. His appearance was intimidating but his voice and body language was friendly. She let out the breath she had been holding since she walked in and stepped closer.
"I need to choose something to decorate my body." Kimmy said quietly.
Dan looked at the woman standing in front of him. He had seen this before, but usually when it happened, the master brought in the slave.
"Okay I can do this, but I'm not about to do this unless I'm convinced you aren't doing this under duress. So let's talk a bit."
Kimmy relaxed when she heard him. Her mind was battling back and forth. She knew that doing this would solidify her slavery. Part of her wanted to run and part of her wanted to accept what she now was. She smiled and said, "Thank you I appreciated that."
"Good, now what are you looking for." He asked with a big smile.
"I need either a tattoo of piercing to show my owner." Kimmy blurted out.
"Owner huh, are you sure about that?"
Kimmy hesitated for a minute before she answered, "Yes I'm sure."
"Well you don't sound sure. Are you being into this? I can help, do you want me to call someone?"
Kimmy relaxed even more as she heard Dan speak. She shook her head and cleared her throat, "thank you but no, I not being . But I'm not sure what I want. Could you help me pick?"
"Sure I can help, what do you want a piercing or tat?"
"Well I want something that says I'm owned but doesn't scream slave, does that make sense?"
"Well you could pierce your nipples or belly button. We could even go lower if you want. We have lots to choose from, from small to large. If you want a tattoo we could place it where no one will see unless you undress. The choices there are endless. From bold to subtle. How about we look at the jewelry. Then look at the choices of designs for tattoo and where we could put them?"
Kimmy was relaxed now and Dan was friendly and informative. For the next hour he walked her around the store explaining each and everything and what it would entail. By the time they were finished, Kimmy was laughing and cutting up with him. They finally narrowed down her choices to four options. No longer was Kimmy dreading doing this but now it was how many things she would do.
Two hours later, Kimmy walked out the store, her body never felt more alive. She giggled when she remember Dan's expression when he saw her chastity belt. He asked lots of questions about it. Although he knew about it, Tom had left a key so if she decided to pierce her lips he could get to it. He had no idea of how high tech it was.
Kimmy was surprised when he told her he had the key. She even declined when he told her he would remove it if she wanted. Kimmy sat in her car and smiled. This time when her phone buzzed she quickly grabbed it and read the message.
Slave Kimmy
You did well slave, your owner is proud of you. As a reward you have two options before you return home.
1. You can go back to the adult store and visit with the Helen behind the counter. I'm sure she can fulfill any fantasy you might have.
2. Or you can go to the fetish store on route 10 and buy a new slut outfit and advertise your status as a slave.
With either option your belt will guarantee complete satisfaction.
Your Master
Kimmy sat there for a few minutes thinking about the options. She slid her hand down and touched her new additions. Her body was on fire and she needed relief. She wanted to buy a new slut dress but her finances were tight and she wasn't sure if she could afford to buy any more new clothes. Then she remembered Helen behind the counter at the adult store and what she told her.
"Soon this might be the highlight of your day, there will be a next time, and I'll guarantee it."
Kimmy smiled and drove down the street hoping that Helen was working. Kimmy arrived at the Adult Emporium about 20 minutes later. This time she didn't park in the back of the lot. There was a spot open right beside the door. She didn't even look around to see if anyone she recognized would see her walk in. It no longer mattered. She was a slut slave teacher. She walked into the store and quickly glanced around the room. There were probably six men browsing the aisles and Helen was behind the counter. Kimmy walked up to her and smiled.
Helen watched the slave enter the store. The security cameras outside showed her parking her car. When Kimmy walked up to her Helen was amazed at the transformation in the slave. It was only a week or two ago that this same woman came in and was scared and shaking all over. Helen had seen this before but never so quickly. She waited till the slave spoke before she acknowledged her.
"Miss Helen, I've come back."
"And what does the slave want from me."
Kimmy didn't know what to say. She stood there for a moment before she blurted out, "My owner told me if I came by the store to see you I would get satisfaction. Would you help me Miss Helen?"
"Your owner said that did he? Just exactly what kind of satisfaction are you looking for?"
"Please Miss Helen, I have been a good girl and I'm being rewarded. I will do as you command Miss Helen."
"Oh I see, you've changed a lot since your last time in here. Take off your clothes and let me see you slut."
Kimmy practically ripped off the dress and her heels and was now standing in front of the store naked except for her chastity belt. She lowered her head and put her hands behind her back. Kimmy waited for further instructions as her body was starting to pulse with excitement.
"Turn around and let me see you."
Kimmy slowly turned exposing her entire body to the tall woman behind the counter. When Helen saw the marks on the slut's ass she knew they were fresh. But what intrigued her was the chastity belt. She had seen them on line but never in person. Helen walked around the counter, dropped down to her knees and looked it over closely. "How long have you worn the belt slave?"
"Only a few days. It is my owner now as much as my online owner. It controls my life 24/7. It gives me pleasure and punishment and I can never get away from it. It's almost a part of me now."
Helen noticed the new additions on the slave's body. Just above her right tit was a new tattoo of a pair of hand cuffs. It looked fresh. Helen looked down her body till she came to her belly button. Now decorating it was a ring with a delicate chain dangling about 4 inches. Attached to the chain was a charm. It was silver and stated one word, "OWNED". On each ear was a large hoop earring. Dangling in the middle of each hoop was a large S. Helen couldn't help asking, "And the "S"?
It stands for slut or slave whichever you wish." Kimmy answered.
"Who gave you your marks on your ass?"
"That was from my Mistress Melody. She is my student as school and she has taught me to love pain." Kimmy said without hesitation. Even Kimmy wondered why she was being so open to the woman.
"Mistress Melody, the belt and your online owners, that's quite a few to obey. So now you want me to satisfy your desires and I correct?"
"Yes Miss Helen. Please use me and my belt will give me satisfaction."
Helen reached out and snapped a leash on Kimmy's collar. "Follow me slave, I think it's time you proved how big a slut you are. She ordered Kimmy down on her knees and led her to the back of the store to a doorway and down a hall towards a row of video booths. Kimmy thought she was being led to a glory hole. But instead of a booth, Helen opened another door to a small room with a bench and a pillow the middle. She told Kimmy to kneel next to the bench on the pillow.
"Now slave, you are going to be the house slut. For the next hour or so you will service anyone who enters. Seeing as you have only one hole available you probably won't need the bench. I will come get you later. Just remember I don't like messes. You will clean up any spunk that hits the floor. So unless you like licking the floor you should swallow all you can." Helen turned and opened the door.
Kimmy's body was already aroused. Just the thought of giving blowjobs to strangers, naked in a porn shop fed her need for humiliation she never knew she had till her owners had claimed her. Just a few days ago she was a respectable high school teacher. Now she was a slave to an unknown owner, and three of her students.
It was only a few seconds till the door opened again and several men strolled into the room. None of them were attractive. If fact most of them were disgusting. Kimmy should have been revolted but the nastiness only fed her humiliation and her arousal. She opened her mouth as the first man stepped up to her and pulled his cock out of his pants.
Kimmy wasted no time licking the nasty cock. It smelled of urine and was uncircumcised and only about 5 inches long. She licked the shaft then sucked it into her mouth. As soon as it hit the back of her throat her belt went off. When he pulled it back the belt stopped. Kimmy sucked it back in and the belt started again, vibrating her dripping cunt. Over and over the cock fucked her mouth. On each down stroke the belt vibrated, stopping on each upstroke. It didn't take long till the cock spewed its seed down her throat.
The next man stepped up and the first thing Kimmy noticed it was noticeably longer. Kimmy quickly took it into her mouth, wanting it to push deep into her and down her throat. This cock pushed further down her throat and when it did, the vibrators in her ass and cunt started. She moaned as she fucked her face with the long cock. It didn't take a rocket scientist to realize, the longer the cock the more her belt vibrated her orifices. Kimmy was now sucking the cocks deep into her mouth and holding them there till her need for air overcame her need for pleasure. By the third cock Kimmy had her first orgasm. By the sixth cock her orgasms were constant. By the tenth cock her brain shut down as her body was overcome with pleasure. She no longer cared if she swallowed their seed as her mouth was hardly functioning. It was nothing more than a gaping cunt on the front of her face.
Kimmy didn't have any idea how long she was kneeling in the grimy floor. It was only when Helen walked up to her and told her it was over did Kimmy start to realize what she was doing. Her body was still vibrating from the last orgasm. She smiled at Helen and whispered "Thank you Miss Helen."
Helen helped Kimmy to her feet and led her to the restroom down the hall. She sat her on the toilet and handed her a wet towel to wipe her face. It took Helen almost 30 minutes before Kimmy could stand and be coherent.
"Okay slut, it's time for you to go. I want to close the store and go home. She pulled the slave out of the bathroom and towards the front door. Kimmy offered no resistance but followed the woman to and out of the door. Helen shut the door and Kimmy stood there for a minute or so. She was naked and still had cum on her tits. This time Kimmy didn't care about clothing. Her body was sated and she felt more a peace with her body and mind than at any time in her life. She strolled to her car and drove home.
The drive home was uneventful. It was late and there wasn't much traffic. Kimmy pulled into her drive and walked to her door. She didn't need to strip so she walked right in. Kimmy shut the front door and leaned against it. But something caught her attention. The lights were on and she heard something in the living room. A moment of panic hit her and she slowly walked towards the sounds. As soon as she entered the room her mouth flew open. Sitting in her house was Tom, Wendy, and Melody. Oh my god Master, I mean Mistress, she didn't know what to do. She knew she was to report to the computer but her student Masters were there and she was confused.
"Please Master Tom, Mistress Wendy and Mistress Melody, did I do something wrong? I'm sorry but I must report to my Owner. I'll be right back. She started to turn when Tom spoke.
"Slut stand still, I want to see how you are declaring your slavery."
Kimmy stood and stared at him for a few moments before she turned and showed tat, and piercings."
Very nice slave, the owned charm is a nice touch. Now kneel down before me slave." Tom ordered.
"Please Master Tom, I must report in to my owner. Please sir if I don't I will be punished."
Tom stared at Kimmy, pleading in front of him. He smiled and in a strong voice, "Slave, I am your owner."
"Yes Master I know I belong to all of you, but my real owner only communicates with me through the belt and computer. Please I will be punished if I don't report to the computer as soon as I get in. I promise I will be right back."
"Stop slave, you ARE reporting to your owner. Now stay right where you are."
Kimmy stopped and looked at Tom as he pulled something out of his pocket that looked like a TV remote. She watched as he pushed a few buttons and Kimmy's belt came to live. The vibrator in buried in her cunt jumped to life and vibrations filled her box. Then the plug also started to move, only it was pain and the pain and vibrations were increasing in intensity. Her eyes got wide and her body was struggling to handle the two sensations. The pain the pleasure each equally intense and both were driving her to another orgasm. Kimmy dropped to her knees and crawled to Tom's feet and started to kiss his feet.
"Oh Master, Please let this lowly slave serve you." She called out while lavishing her tongue all over his shoes. Kimmy didn't notice Melody standing up and walking behind her till she felt the crop landing on her raised ass. The additional pain shoved her over the edge and her body exploded spewing her fluids all over the floor.
"Oh thank you Mistress Melody. She hadn't even looked behind her but just knew it was Mistress Melody. She was the only one of her owners who knew how to give her the pain she now craved.
Kimmy was now writhing on the floor as Tom, Wendy and Melody all surrounded the barely conscious slave on the floor. Kimmy was relishing in all the attention and each touch only added to her body's arousal. For the next half hour the three Amigos worked her over till she passed out from pleasure.
It was almost 30 minutes before Kimmy started to come to. She looked around her and tried to comprehend what had happened. She sat up on the floor and looked at each of them. She wasn't sure if she was allowed to speak so she sat silent and waited for one of them to speak. It was Tom that spoke first.
"So slave I know you have questions. Feel free to speak."
Kimmy looked at him for a few moments before she asked, "All of this was you?"
"Yes slave, we've been watching you for a long time. When you went on vacation we put our plan in action. We wanted more than to just watch you, so when your friends sent you the video we intercepted it. You know the rest."
Kimmy listened to what he said then asked, "What is going to happen now?"
"We are still your owners and we will be enjoying you in any way we want. But from now on you will be deciding on your daily task. Your instructions are only to make us happy. You will each morning send us an email about what task you will complete. If it makes up happy and you complete it you will be rewarded. If it doesn't make us happy or you fail to complete your task you will be punished. So from now on you will choose how you will be humiliated."
Kimmy groaned but it wasn't a groan of frustration but of desire. Her Masters were giving her control while still keeping her a slave. Her cunt pulsed with arousal.
"Now I going to release your belt and you have the choice of what you want to do."
Kimmy felt a click and her chastity belt fell off her body. For the first time in days she was free from the control of the belt.
"Okay slave what is it you desire."
"Please Master I want to be fucked by your wonderful cock. I want to shove my tongue deep inside my Mistress's cunts. I want to please each and every one of you till you can't cum anymore." Kimmy turned around and stuck her ass in the air at Tom. "Please Master take possession of your slave."
Again the three students attacked the slut teacher and for the next hour it was a mass of naked flesh writhing on the floor exploring each other's bodies. When they could no longer move from exhaustion and all were barely able to move, Tom started to pick up the chastity belt.
Kimmy watched for a few seconds before she asked, "Master what are you going to do with the belt?"
I'm taking it back to my apartment, Why?"
"Master, will you put it back on me? I've come to depend on its control and I need to have it on. Please sir, lock it on me and take total control over my body."
All three, Tom, Melody and Wendy's mouths flew open; never did they expect their teacher to accept her submission so completely.
Tom smiled and handed the belt back to the slave and watched as she locked in on her body.
Kimmy sat quietly for a minute before she spoke. "Now after everything I can now put 2 and 2 together. I thought my owner was exposing me to all my students. I was sure I was going to jail. But now thinking back on everything it was only you three that I was submitting to all through this. I was never in any danger of losing my life or job. Thank you for revealing to me my true nature."
"Please tell me how I can please you Master?" Kimmy pleaded.
Tom smiled and said, "Well slut, we do have a project for you. We feel that you need company, so we want you to bring us another teacher. We want another slave!
Kimmy looked at her Owners and broke out in a big smile. "Of course Master, I think I would like that."
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