Teenage Sex Slave

                       Teenage Sex Slave – Chapter 23

       Hearing nothing from the bathroom, yours truly assumed incorrectly that all was well. The silence from where the two ladies were got me interested. Was I missing some new, kinky happening? That got me interested, so down the corridor and into the bathroom I went to discover things had gotten a little out of whack. Ms. Landers was lying on her side facing me eyes open but not blinking. Her belly was bulging meaning she was still holding that monster enema. It took me a few seconds to realize that the nurse was not having an easy time of it getting the butt plug to release from the teacher’s asshole. Ms. Manners might be a big woman, but yours truly was stronger. I pushed her aside, grabbed the bung, twisted it back and forth a couple of times and then tried to yank it from between Ms. Landers’ ass cheeks without success. Then for one of those rare moments I used my brain instead of my brawn.

In a loud voice I told the nurse to grab the teacher’s ass cheeks and pull them apart as much as she could. Her first two attempts were unsuccessful since the area was slippery, no great surprise there. I made her wipe Caroline’s butt cheeks with a towel so she could get a firmer grip the next time. That done I grabbed the bung, twisted and yanked it free with a loud pop followed by a storm of shit and whatever the enema contained that flooded the bathroom floor. I dragged Ms. Landers into the shower stall and turned on the water to flush her clean as she tried to regain her senses. Maxine was still standing in the muck trying to get her act together as well. It was apparent that without my efforts there would have been hell to pay for what almost happened. So ended the enema portion of water sports, but other events in this area were still in the offing for our captive once she regained her wits.

The nurse took out her anger by dragging poor Ms. Landers from the shower and forcing her to begin cleaning up the mess she had made with her tongue. That was really cold I thought, but these two had played these games before and so I just became a spectator. Things did not workout well at all. After a few minutes Ms. Landers began barfing up everything she had swallowed from the mess on the floor. So ended that bright idea. Ms. Manners found a mop and bucket, freed her roommate from the cuffs and put her to work cleaning up the mess she had caused. It was apparent that the old lady wasn’t yet in one piece mentally, which kind of bothered me. By the time she finished mopping up most of the mess she stopped and stood there like a statue. Maxine wasted no time teaching her another lesson. She kicked the old teacher right in the crotch and when she doubled over, she caught a rabbit punch to the back of her neck, driving her to her knees. I winced at the prospect of her breaking a kneecap or something else. That didn’t seem to bother the nurse who kicked her right between the tits, sending her onto her back and causing her head to hit the tile with a sickening thud. I pushed the heavyset woman away from her victim, fearing she might hurt her seriously. Maxine seemed to snap out of whatever had a grip on her, which made life here much better. Caroline on the other hand was in an even deeper funk.

It was amazing the way Maxine handled, or should I say brutalized, her roommate. She literally yanked Ms. Landers to her feet by her hair after she had cuffed her hands behind her back once more. The silver-haired teacher looked dazed and what happened next didn’t help matters at all. She took another knee to her crotch that dropped her like a sack of potatoes. The school nurse screamed at her to begin licking up the residue of what she’d puked up previously. To my amazement the old woman began licking the tiles until they glistened. As she did Maxine followed behind her and if she saw a spot that had been overlooked, her foot would make contact with her captive’s flat, skinny butt, knocking her over onto her side. Twice I was warned that Ms. Landers was able to take what she was getting and more, and I was talking out of turn considering who I was and whom she was. Silence can be golden and so it was for me. Watching the naked, old teacher crawling around on her knees got my blood pressure rising again. Blood was flowing into my prick at a rapid rate, but neither lady saw what was happening. I was tempted to wait until Ms. Landers finished polishing the floor with her tongue before I jumped her bones and ass fucked her right here on the bathroom floor. Unfortunately the nurse finally got a look at my growing cock and warned me in no uncertain terms that any thoughts of nailing her roommate without permission would bring some serious hurt down on my entire family.

The nurse came up with a fancy piece of metal that she substituted for the ball gag that kept Ms. Landers quiet while we did bad things to her skinny frame. She put up quite a struggle before the fixture was jammed into her grill and opened until her mouth was stretched as wide as it could go without breaking her jaw. Lots of strange sounds came from her open mouth, but nothing to get the neighbors worried. Then Maxine and I took turns pissing in her face, aiming at her eyes and then down her throat. My bladder was really full by now and unloading it took a long time. Maxine stood by her roommate and made sure her head didn’t move as I painted her eyes and nose before finishing in her mouth. That fixture made it tough for the old teacher to swallow, which just added to the fun of what we were doing to her. I’d fill her mouth until it started to overflow and then I’d wait while she got rid of that load and was ready for another taste. Maxine was most impressed by my ability to piss down the skinny skank’s throat, making her choke and spew some of it from her nose. I even managed to piss up her nose before my bladder ran dry. That little trick almost made her choke to death.

Maxine wasted no energy or time unloading her bladder down Ms. Landers’ throat from point blank range. Our captor’s face turned a bright red since Maxine’s piss never seemed to stop, making it tough to breath under these conditions. I wondered if Maxine would lend me that fixture so I could try it out on my sister or her plump girlfriend when they got out of hand. She must have read my mind because she started explaining just how dangerous this fixture could be in the wrong hands, Early in her use of it on her roommate she nearly suffocated the old woman on more than one occasion before she figured out exactly what she could do and not do. It seemed like forever before Maxine got done feeding her bladder into Ms. Landers’ belly, which was pooching out nicely and giving me blue balls from wanting to fuck her stupid.

It seems that there were a few more events for Ms. Landers to enter. While I squeezed granny’s sausage tits and rubbed her rounded belly I whispered what I would do to her sooner or later and nibbled on her ear lobe as she made funny noises. Maxine now retrieved a length of rubber tubing, maybe six feet long, and attached one end to the hot water spigot in the tub. The old teacher made louder noises and struggled to escape my grip when she saw what was happening. It was apparent that she’d been given this little treatment in the past. I held granny in an arm bar to prevent her from escaping and Maxine threaded the hose into our captive’s mouth and began forcing it down her throat, blocking most of the air from getting into her lungs.

Then the fun began and it was ugly. Maxine opened the spigot wide and a torrent of hot water began pouring into Ms. Landers’ belly, which quickly began to change shape, becoming rounder and rounder as she struggled like a crazy woman to escape the pain of the hot water and the pressure in her stomach. I started to get worried when granny’s face started turning colors, ending in a pale blue. Maxine smiled and cut off the flow of water long enough to switch to the other spigot. Now cold water was mingling with the hot water, decreasing the temperature, but only increasing the enormous pressure on her bloated belly that made her look as if she was in her sixth month. Suddenly she started to puke up the water filling her guts. That was a bad thing to do since she already was getting close to passing out from the lack of air. Maxine yanked the hose from her throat and I twisted her head so she could empty her belly into the tub. She was unconscious by now and I was getting scared out of my jock by what was happening. Maxine didn’t seem to be concerned in the slightest.

She bragged about doing this to her roommate three times one day when some of her male friends paid them a visit. Ms. Landers had been getting out of hand and so they agreed to teach her a lesson or two. By the time they finished with her she was unconscious from the battering and raping she got during that long day. The one or two lessons turned into the entire book without missing a page. Once they almost killed her because after filling the old teacher to the limit and perhaps even a little more than safety would allow, they took turns fucking her until the contents of her bulging belly were emptied, a process that took almost two hours. No one had noticed that she was out like a light and had been that way for a very long period of time. That and the bluish tinge to her face gave everyone pause until she regained her senses. To celebrate her return to the land of the living, they ass fucked her for another hour until she bled like a stuck pig. Ms. Landers missed a week of school from that little demonstration of Maxine’s power over her, and made a sincere effort not to get on the wrong side of her dominant mistress.

Maxine slapped her roommate across the face half a dozen times to wake her up for more of the same. Her eyes spilled tears and her entire body trembled since she knew what was going to happen once more. The hose went back on the hot water spigot and I put her in a choke hold to keep her still as Maxine took her time threading the hose down the old bag of bones’ throat and into her belly that already started to make some strange noises. This time Maxine took her sweet time and it took many minutes before there was any sign of her belly beginning to grow. Maxine tortured her roommate by turning the water on and off over and over to make the torture last longer than the first time. Ms. Landers passed out suddenly and started choking in her own spit. Maxine hit her in the chest between those long wrinkled tits to wake her up and at the same time clear her chest of any saliva that remained.

The moment our victim’s eyes opened the hot water was turned on full blast to really make it hurt. In a few minutes she was out again and the hose had to be removed to allow her to breath. Our captive proceeded to puke all over herself as well as the floor that she had just cleaned. Maxine called a halt to this punishment but demanded that her roommate get busy and lick up everything she had just upchucked onto the floor. By now the old silver-haired teacher was so disoriented that we could have made her try to walk the ledge that ran around the roof of the apartment house. I got her to stand up and then bend forward while I squeezed her bulging belly to force out the remaining water that spewed into the tub. It bothered me to see some red in what came up, but Maxine shrugged it off as just Caroline being Caroline.

The evil look on the nurse’s face told that that poor Ms. Landers was no where near getting off without something bad happening to her in this bathroom. First there was the matter of all that water she emptied out onto the floor. Someone was going to have to clean it up and it wasn’t the nurse or yours truly doing that chore. Mentally I was substituting my hot and nasty sister for the job, with me as her probation officer. What that meant was her tight asshole was going to get enlarged in a most painful way. My guess is that even though she was a whore, my sister hadn’t given up the back door to any of the losers she was going out with these days. There was a lot of anger in me and butt fucking my dear older sister would just about make up for a few weeks of Spec Ed. The sound of the nurse’s foot making contact with Ms. Landers’ crotch woke me up just in time to see the old woman collapsing onto the floor. Maxine’s foot caught her in the belly this time making the old lady whimper like a little girl. Then she grabbed her roommate by the hair and jerked her to her knees, all the time screaming at her.

I watched as Ms. Landers was dragged by her hair to the toilet, which hadn’t been flushed since our arrival. The old teacher went head first into the bowl as Maxine cursed and threatened her captive with the fires of hell for her behavior. The nurse was showing some muscle in that overstuffed body as she plunged her roommate over and over into the bubbling mess in the toilet. She took a break for a moment to catch her breath but the poor old teacher was still being held under and her struggles were weakening. She looked over and told me to kick Ms. Landers in the ribs, but not to break them. My first few attempts brought only scorn from the nurse, so I hauled off and gave the old bag a killer kick that caused her to swallow a mouthful of filth. I deliberately aimed the next kick to dig into her hip and her whole body shook from the pain. The nurse jerked her roommate’s head from the foul smelling toilet for a brief moment, then plunged it back under while she flushed the contents of the bowl holding Ms. Landers under the entire time. From there our captive went back into the shower stall for an extended cold shower that left her shivering and glassy eyed. I was given the unenviable task of toweling off the waterlogged teacher. I made sure that her wrinkled, bald pussy mound was dry as a desert and took the opportunity to finger fuck her in both lower holes. She hardly noticed what I was doing to her, which kind of made me angry. Maxine thought it was funny that I couldn’t get her roommate hot enough to let me fuck her. With that remark still ringing in my ears, the three of us headed for the bedroom and more fun and games.

While Maxine disappeared into the closet, I took advantage of the situation and tried to get my fist up Ms. Landers’ cunt, but was unsuccessful. Over my knee she went for a major spanking. That flat bottom was soon red as a beet, but I continued. I rearranged that scrawny body so I could spank her pussy. She made no effort to struggle as I turned that bald mound into a red, raw sore. I was getting more irritated by the minute at her lack of reaction. The only thing that saved her was the appearance of the nurse carrying some more toys and the like. Under her direction I tied the old bag of bones to the chair by the bed and made the ropes really dig into her skin. Maxine added some straps to hold her in a very uncomfortable position. Satisfied by the way her captive was restrained; she now added a vibrator that she jammed deep into the old teacher’s cunt. I whistled when she stuffed another one into that stretched pussy, forcing some noise from her gagged victim. Satisfied she crooked her finger in my direction and patted the damp wrinkled sheet.

We got into a sixty-nine with Maxine on top, her pussy grinding up and down my face while she jacked and sucked my cock into a state of readiness. Once that was accomplished she arranged her big body so I was on the bottom and doing all the work. It almost reminded me of past sessions in her little cubicle as she worked on my cock until she could tie it into a knot. The only thing missing was the principal; Ms. Janet Gilder-Haust, who loved to drop in on us and get her sex fix for the day. My sex partner had a large tongue to go along with her large physique, and it moved like a jungle snake. She loved to have me suck her fat wiggler to get her in the mood for some dirty sex, as she liked to describe her needs. There was no way to avoid her hairy pubic mound; it was like being swallowed by an anaconda, not a good way to go. Still in all once that hot, wet, clinging pussy wrapped around my stiff dick it was a fight to the finish with no holds barred.

It had been a long day and yours truly was tired from all the demands that had been made for my services. My partner had plenty of history when it came to what I could deliver when it came to sex, so she backed off a little and let me roll her over so I could be on top. Now things were more favorable for me in this position and I picked up the pace and proceeded to give my heavyset partner a fairly decent ride that she certainly enjoyed. It had been a long day and all I wanted to do was go home and get some sleep without someone demanding my services. Just before we left to get me home, she boxed Ms. Landers’ ears soundly and promised her a lot more once she returned. I got the feeling that my old history teacher wasn’t going to be in attendance come Sunday when yours truly and the rest of my fucked up family had to stand and deliver for Ms. Gilder-Haust and her friends.

                                       (To be continued – jethro jodhpur)