Standard warnings apply (i.e if your too young, too gullible, or it's plain out illegal don't read any further). The story is fictional as are the people it's about. Enjoy.

Gaining Mary

The halls were empty now, all the students having left for the day. Mary was in no hurry to go, however.

Her stepmother had gone on another week long business trip and she had no real friends to hang out with so she decided to snoop around the deserted school.

There was not much of interest, a few open lockers with the usual junk inside. She was stealing a lighter when she heard what sounded like voices from down the hall.

At first she panicked fearing punishment for being caught on School grounds after hours.

Then, however the words, "Now take the rest of it off" drifted down the hall to her ears followed by a finale whimper.

Any fears that were left were destroyed by the overwhelming thrill of possibly catching a couple of fellow students making out in a classroom.

"You know what to do next" Said the male voice in a stern tone.

She crept as quietly as she could in the direction of the sound and soon was standing outside the room. Carefully she peeked around the partially open door and was so stunned her jaw almost hit the floor.

There on hands and knees, completely naked, was her literature teacher Ms. Hurmtee. Standing behind her was a stern looking but incredibly handsome man Mary had never seen before. Neither of them was facing the door.

"Please..." she whimpered

"Louder slut." he demanded.

"PLEASE PUNISH THIS SLUT!" Hurmtee shouted, probably louder than she intended.

The yard stick in his hand was a blur #SWISH# CRACK! Landing hard on her rump.

The teacher let out a shriek, lost her balance falling to her elbows, and buried her face in her hands.

"Well?"

With a sniffle the shaking woman slowly moved back into position "Master, thank you for punishing this slut."

"And...?" he said holding the ruler up to the light as though admiring a fine sword.

"Oh god..." she moaned then louder, "and this slut wishes her Master would continue the punishment at his pleasure."

"Very well." He smiled and began swinging.

Mary was mesmerized, she couldn't move. The thought of running for help never even crossed her mind. In fact she was getting rather excited, her own breathing becoming nearly as ragged as her teachers. She watched his arm swing steadily, like a metronome of pain, covering Hurmtee from the top of her ass to mid thigh with an almost perfectly parallel array of welts.

For a full five minutes he whipped the poor woman. The man showed no sign of exertion, neither his rhythm nor strength of swing wavered the entire time.

Finally he stopped. Ms. Hurmtee collapsed onto the floor her whole body shaking as she cried.

"Do you think you've had enough?" he asked using the yardstick to poke at her bright red ass.

Her only response was to snivel pitifully as she struggled to get back into position.

"No answer? Hmm well then I guess we'll just have to ask the audience."

Mary almost had time to wonder what he was talking about but suddenly she found him staring straight into her eyes. His gaze seemed to consume her in a way that made her knees week.

The spell was broken when he spoke. "You can come in."

Though the tone was friendly, it seemed more a command than a statement of her abilities. Even though she was terrified of what may happen, the idea of fleeing was nowhere to be found in her thoughts. Mary stood up straight put her backpack over her shoulder and, shaking only slightly with nerves, walked into the classroom.

Only then did the teacher finally see her. Ms. Hurmtee fell back to a seated fetal position as she began shrieking, "Oh MYGOD! -YOU SWORE --- NO ONE! I M RUINED..."

"Quiet. Slut."

Mary watched in awe as he punctuated the end of each word with a swat from the yardstick without ever taking his eyes off Mary.

Once the woman had quieted down to silent sobs and a little sniffling he spoke again, "So what is your name?"

"M-Mary." she said, alternately staring at her naked (and to be honest, exceptionally hot) teacher and the man that had just beaten her with a ruler.

"Lovely name for a lovely girl" he said with a smile, "Mary, I assume you already know Jessica over here (pointing to the huddled teacher). You may call me Nathan."

Mary waved hello somewhat lamely not knowing what to say and half smiled.

Nathan gestured to a nearly desk, "Would you like to have a seat, Mary?"

"Uh ok?" she shrugged sitting on the table part rather than the built in seat. It was a strange sort of thrill to be standing, fully clothed, in the same room as a nude, humiliated adult.

Nathan pulled Ms. Hurmtee's chair from behind her desk, crossed his feet, and used the still fetal teachers shoulder as a footrest. He looked her over critically. She was maybe 5'5", wavy black hair down to her shoulder. A pixie like face made her much younger than she probably was. It was hard to tell breast size through the loose shirt (and he wasn't in the mood to peak with his powers) but he would guess maybe a 34B, 36 at most. "She does have a cute little ass though" He thought looking at her blue jean encased bottom.

"So, Mary, do you believe Jessica has been punished enough?"

The girl appeared to think for a moment and Nathan was having too much fun to cheat and read her mind.

"Well...I don't know what she's being punished for so how can I know if she has been punished enough?"

Nathan laughed and clapped his hands appreciatively, "Excellent point!"

Nathan could not believe his luck. Not only did she manage to sneak up on him, but upon seeing him beating her teacher, she actually stayed to watch (and from the look of it get a little excited about it). Now here she sits calmly discussing further punishment for the older woman.

''We'll just have to inform you then won't we?" he said, taking his feet from the teacher's shoulders, "Stand up slut!"

He had to suppress a laugh when Mary almost jumped to her feet at his command. She managed so catch herself but saw him watching and blushed furiously.

"This girl's a natural!'' he thought, then out loud, "Slut you're going to explain to Mary what you did to deserve punishment."

Jessica almost refused but the look on his face reminded her of what happened the last time she refused. Bowing her head miserably she replied, "Yes Master."

Nathan figured he might get board hearing the story he'd experienced first hand so to entertain himself he decided to have the nude teacher sit on his lap as she told the story. That is, of course, after she undid his pants and stroked his cock until it was stiff enough for her to get a proper seat. (He knew that having a dick in her hand let alone her cunt was totally repulsive to her, it's what made it fun)

The look of revulsion on Jessica Hurmtee's face as she was made to take his rod into her pussy was making Mary squirm in excitement. Reading about women being punished and enslaved online was one thing but to see it happening to someone she knew was almost enough to make her cum.

Once Nathan had the nude woman's hands firmly tied behind her she was allowed to begin her tale.

"I am and always have been a lesbian. There was never any "curiosity" or possible bisexuality, even when I was young I was only attracted to girls."

"But that's not why I'm punishing you is it?" Nathan asked, cruelly twisting her breasts.

"Ow! No! You're tormenting me because I'm also a chronic pedophile!"

Mary was stunned. She hadn't known what would have made her teacher submit to such treatment but this certainly wasn't it!

Jessica went on to explain that as she grew up her taste in girls didn't. Her first time was with a girl two years younger than her that she was baby-sitting. Overwhelmed with curiosity she slipped the younger girl some sleeping pills and when the girl barely conscious Jessica stripped her down and got her first taste of another girl's pussy. From then on she was addicted, screwing younger girls whenever she could and usually against their will. By the time she had gotten her first teaching job (not surprisingly at a private all girls junior high) her methods were nearly perfect.

"Figuring out their schedules was easy. I would pick from girls that would be staying out late and alone due to detentions, sports or whatever. Once they were out of sight of any one I'd drug them, didn't even have to sneak up usually I was their teacher after all wasn't I?

"I'd drag the sleeping girl to an empty room or closet blindfold and tie them up, then give them the antidote. When they woke up, I'd fuck them with a strapon and force them to eat my pussy. Once I'd cum, they'd get drugged again, then I'd clean them up and leave them somewhere near were I found them."

Mary interrupted, "Didn't they remember seeing you right before they passed out? Or recognize your voice when raping them?"

For a moment a smile of pride overcame her disgust at Nathan's fucking, "No, I said I was good at it. The particular drugs I used tend to screw with a person's memories near the time they're injected, especially with three doses in quick succession. Their whole day was a blur. As for my voice, I wore a special device that distorted my voice. I called it my rape necklace."

"The first year I would only do one or two a month, and never the same girl. Then, since it was so easy I did more, almost one a week. I started rotating through my favorites; there were about twelve or so. I got brave, started recording my sessions, digital camera, video, whatever….

"The third year I became obsessed with one girl in particular. Sara was so perfect……" Ms. Hurmtee drifted off dreamily, until a sharp tug on her hair brought her back to the present.

"Yowch! She was hard to get….never did anything alone, never snuck out. Half way through the year I was so desperate I gave her detentions, just to give myself an opportunity. I took her but it all went wrong.

"I was naked, having just given her the antidote and was donning the strapon when the classroom door opened. It was one of Sara's friends, out looking for her when she hadn't shown up for dinner. I was terrified and so was this new girl. I recovered first and used my one remaining dose of knockout drug on her. Thinking I was now safe, I fucked them both, made Sara lick both mine and her friend's pussy. When I came down from my orgasm I realized my problem. I had used the last of my knockout serum on her friend and wouldn't be able to get more for days.

Panicking I tied the girls, naked in a sixty nine, cleaned my juices off them and told Sara not to scream (lying about having a gun), grabbed my cameras and ran. The girls were found the next morning by a janitor that heard their screams. The police came and did an investigation, found a picture of another girl I'd raped lying where my camera bag had been. It must have fallen out.

"The scandal was tremendous, they found more pictures that I'd though had been well hidden on the school network. I was terrified, certain they'd track it back to me. They didn't though, no prints, the network hadn't tracked who put the pictures there so the case was pretty much dropped. Being that most of the kids were from rich families, it was hushed up from the news.

"I quit working at the school pretending that, like several other teachers that were leaving, I was afraid for my safety. In truth knowing my desires would make it too dangerous to stay. I thought I had made a clean getaway. I was wrong. Ahhh!"

At that point Nathan shoved her off his dick. She fell hard onto the floor, but he still had a hold on her hair. Using it, he spun the teacher around so her face was in his crotch. "And that" he said slapping her twice across the face, "is where I come in." He then shot a massive load of jizz all over Jessica's face.

Mary was breathing hard now; she gave a quiet whimper with each jet of sperm that shot from Nathan's large member. This sick woman's story was disgusting but watching her suffer such degradation made Mary want to switch places with her.

Nathan explained that Sara's parents, while by no means the richest of people, had a very powerful friend that owed them a favor. That friend was, of course, Nathan. He was asked to find out who had raped their under aged daughter and make that person suffer appropriately. It did not take him long to find out who was responsible (being able to read the girls' drug clouded memories was the key, but he didn't tell Mary that.) and then track down the recently unemployed teacher.

He had found Ms. Hurmtee the previous winter, just after she had accepted a position at Mary's school for the following school year. Finding her stash of home made child porn, he destroyed everything in which she was not easily identifiable and then duplicated what remained for use in confronting her.

When Jessica was presented with his evidence she did not even try to deny it, simply breaking down to tears.

"I made her an offer," Nathan smiled, forcing Hurmtee to clean her own juices from his rod, "She could either turn herself in taking the law's punishments for her crimes. After, what I would make certain was a VERY public trial; she would serve her undoubtedly long prison term in the most squalid prison I could find where she could be sure to suffer every humiliation her fellow inmates could imagine. OR she could spend the summers with Sara's Father, suffering whatever punishments he deemed fit. Then she could return to her new teaching job with relative freedom, save for serving my desires whenever I happened to be in the area."

He kicked the teacher away and as she lay sobbing quietly on the floor, he zipped up his pants.

Mary's breath caught at this first unhindered look at Nathan's penis, she licked her lips.

"So Mary, Do you think she has suffered enough?"

"What did Sara's dad do with her all summer?"

"Well I'm sure he fucked her a few times, once he realized she'd hate it. The rest of the time though…well he owns a pretty large kennel, breeding and training dogs and the like. Let's just say she became intimately familiar with the canine reproductive system."

"Eeww! Sick!"

Digging the heel of his shoe into Hurmtee's cunt, "Is that enough, you think?"

"For what that bitch did to those little girls?" Mary gave an evil smile he had seen quite often, usually in the mirror, "No way in hell, she's lucky you let her live."

He smiled back, "My thoughts exactly, however I don't have time for anything else tonight. I'll be continuing her punishment after school again tomorrow. Wear a skirt and be here at three sharp if you're interested."

Hurmtee let out a groan as Mary's face lit up, "Really? I can watch again?"

"If you're on time and behave properly, I might even let you help. Now Ms. Hurmtee is going to be a responsible teacher and give her student a ride home."

Knowing it was a command Jessica got unsteadily to her feet, reaching for her clothes. Her hand was slapped away.

"Ah-ah, Mary will give you your clothes back AFTER you have walked her to her front door." He held out her car key.

Having long since lost the strength to disobey him, she took the keys and head bowed in shame, slowly shuffled to the door.

Mary was handed the bag of her teacher's clothes. Leaning close he whispered in her ear, "Make sure she takes the long way, and treat yourself to dinner with whatever cash she has. If she doesn't follow you're directions or give you a hard time, remind her that I WILL find out and make her suffer."

She was still thrilling with the power she'd been given over her teacher when Nathan gave her a firm swat on the ass to move her out the door. The sting in her butt triggered a small orgasmic wave that made her shudder.

The two women rode in silence, Jessica only pleading for her clothes once when they first got to the school exit.

"You're going to disobey him already?" Mary sneered, "Now start walking or do I go back in there and tell your Master you won't follow his orders?"

Jessica blanched, "You'd tell him? Why won't you help me?"

"Because, you're a sick bitch that deserves much worse." And it makes me horny as all hell, Mary added to herself.

They drove in a strained silence except for Mary providing vague directions to her home thus forcing the teacher to drive around most of their town while completely nude. Fortunately for the teacher it had been a rainy day and nobody was out walking the usually busy streets.

At one point Mary asked, "What did you do there?"

"Where?"

"At the kennel, what was it like?"

"I had to keep the cages and runs clean, including mine. No clothes or shovels or anything."

"Is that all? Nathan talked like you fucked them, the dogs I mean."

Tears began rolling down her cheeks as the all too recent memories flooded her mind, "Eventually, yes. I had no choice. They put me in a shock collar and locked it in place. They loved using it…..making me….disgusting…."

"How many did you do?"

"I don't know….passed out a lot, lost count."

Soon after that they arrived at Mary's home. Ms. Hurmtee refused to get out of the car, while nobody was outside there were occasional cars that passed by as well as the neighboring houses where anybody might see her. She demanded her clothes back.

"Get out here now and walk me to the door like you were told or drive home naked and face Nathan tomorrow when I tell him!" Mary further made her point by using a lighter she'd stolen from a locker to ignite Hurmtee's panties.

She got out of the car so fast she tripped on the safety belt. Mary extinguished the now ruined panties and began walking up to the front door at, to Jessica appeared to be an, exceptionally slow pace.

''Well thanks for the ride. It was fun, see you tomorrow." Mary smiled as she shut the door.

"Wait! My clothes!"

"Oh, right. I forgot!" Mary lied, ''Here you go!"

She flung the pile of clothes as hard as she could, causing the items to scatter across the rain soaked sidewalk and yard. By sheer luck Ms. Hurmtee's favorite blouse was driven into a particularly gooey mud puddle when her shoes landed.

Laughing Mary watched for a moment as the naked woman scramble after her clothes. Finally she slammed the door shut locked it and ran to her room.

She actually managed to get onto her bed and take her pants off before she could no longer resist, her hand dove for her soft folds hidden beneath her already wet panties. Two screaming orgasms later she finally calmed down enough to realize she was hungry, and ordered a pizza.

Going down stairs she intended to pass the time by watching some TV. The mundane antics of even her favorite show could not hold her interest, however, not in light of what she had seen at school today. Lost in the memories of seeing her beautiful teacher humiliated by such a gorgeous man, her fingers slowly worked their magic between her legs without her even realizing it.

The next day at school seemed no different from any before. Until, of course, she got to her literature class. Ms. Hurmtee seemed nervous and wouldn't look in Mary's direction through the whole class.

Mary herself was quite distracted the whole day as was notices by the few friends she did have. She tried not to get distracted yet could not help but constantly wonder what she would be witness to today after school.

The last bell finally rang and the halls were flooded both by students and their teachers, everyone rushing to get home.

Nobody had ever noticed Mary sneaking into the girl's bathroom to hide and today was no exception. She waited impatiently for the janitor to check the restroom empty before locking it for the night.

Finally she heard the door squeak open followed by the board "Everyone out? 'M lockin' the door."

The door creaked shut and there was the loud echo of a key in a lock. Mary crept out of her stall and smiled. Mr. Dilly was a nice enough old man (even the school bullies liked him too much to play pranks on) but liked to joke that anyone fool enough to get locked in a school bathroom got what they deserved. So he tended not to look very hard then locking up.

She wasn't worried about being locked in, either. One of the first things she had done when deciding to stay after school and raid lockers was to jam the bathroom lock so that she could get out.

Stepping into the hall she looked at her watch and panicked. She had less than a minute to get to Ms. Hurmtee's classroom! Forgetting entirely about trying to remain quiet she took off at a run, she needed to get nearly to the other end of the school. Turning the last corner at full speed she slipped and nearly fell. Cursing she slowed, her shoes were over a year old but she'd only worn these saddle shoes once for a school play and the bottoms were quite slick. They hardly even fit her anymore but she had been told to wear a skirt and, for reasons she couldn't explain, she wanted to impress Nathan. So she had dressed in the white blouse, pleated plaid skirt, etc. of the stereotypical school-girl that she had worn only for the play.

"If the stares I got during class were any indication, this'll definitely impress him" She smiled smoothing the skirt's front. She walked into the classroom with seconds to spare.

Ms. Hurmtee was sitting with her feet propped on top of her desk, her panties pulled to her knees and her skirt bunched around her waist so only her bare ass was on the chair. Her eyes had been closed as she used both hands to play with her pussy but opened them with a start as Mary entered the room.

"Oh, I thought you were Him." She said, hesitated then returned to masturbating.

Mary looked around the room crestfallen, "Nathan? He's not here? He said three…"

"He requires his sluts to be punctual even if he isn't."

Slowly she walked over to the desk, "Why are you jerking off? I thought he disgusted you?"

Hurmtee glared at the teen, "He does. Everything he makes me do is repulsive. I have to wait for him like this, exposed and jerking off without cumming."

"Oh," Mary smiled, "I bet that's why he's late then….to see if you'll keep it up. With me watching."

If it was possible the teacher's look of hatred intensified.

"Well?" Mary sat on the desk looking her teacher in the eyes, "Keep going. Open your blouse too."

"Why?"

"'Cause I want to watch your tits jiggle. You're the slave here; from now on you don't get to ask why."

The older woman didn't move.

"And because I can still tell Nathan you wouldn't listen last night. What do you think he'll do to you?"

Hurmtee groaned and unbuttoned her shirt and tentatively began stroking herself once again. Trying to forget her situation she gave in to the sensation her fingers were providing, her eyes closed. She tried to remember Sara, pretend it was the young girl serving her. She felt something, her blouse moved, her eyes flew open.

"There, much better." Mary smiled, having flung the teachers shirt wide to reveal her braless bosom, "No more closing your eyes either, I can bet what you're imagining you perv. Keep looking into my eyes or we'll see how much trouble I can make for you with Nathan!"

Cursing under her breath she obeyed, continuing to use both hands to play with herself. Though her body reacted with a moistening cunt and hardening nipples she felt no real pleasure. She couldn't even focus on the image of her beloved Sara while forced to stare at the smirking face of her student.

"Very interesting."

Mary started, looking towards the voice. It was Nathan. How had he gotten in? There had been no noise, and the door was still shut from when she had entered. Had she been that absorbed in her teacher's humiliation? That must be it, she thought and dismissed it all together.

"You saw? I thought…" Mary started to panic, no matter what she'd told her teacher Nathan had technically not given her any authority over the other woman beyond the ride home the night before.

"That you would make use of a prime opportunity?" He smile at her, "Nicely handled, though a bit crude, perhaps."

Mary blushed furiously at the compliment.

"Slut, four fingers, alternating hands." he said in what Mary was beginning to think of as his command voice.

Hurmtee whimpered and began trying to force all the fingers of one hand into her pussy.

"Now Mary lets have a look at you."

Quickly she stood before him and did a slow pirouette with her arms above her head so he could take in the whole outfit.

"Do you like it?" She asked nervously, "I know you only said a skirt but, well, I really don't have many. Except this old costume."

Nathan circled her slowly looking over every inch of her.

"Nice though I'm guessing it's a couple years old." he said, noting the blouse buttons straining to contain her well developed C-cup.

"It was for a play a few years ago. I didn't realize I'd grown so... much." She gestured to indicate her boobs, "What are you going to do to her today?"

They both turned to watch Jessica grunt with effort as she pistoned first one hand then the other into her wet, too small hole. Nathan held his hand up with two fingers extended. Hurmtee, apparently familiar with this signal, groaned and started to work both sets of fingers into herself at the same time.

"Tit abuse and an ass fucking or two."

Mary took her seat and watched with rapt attention as her teacher was put through her paces.

First she was made to remove the remainder of her clothing, fold each item neatly, then kneel before Mary and beg her to, "Hold this unworthy slut's while she receives the beating she deserves."

Much to Nathan's delight Mary made her teacher grovel pitifully before accepting each item. She placed the last item of clothing in her backpack and ordered, "Kiss my feet."

Hurmtee hesitated only a moment before complying.

"Now crawl over to your master and beg him for what you deserve!"

She shuffled on her hands and knees over to Nathan where, kneeling, she presented herself, hands behind her head, tits pushed out and legs spread wide. He circled her slowly, correcting her posture with light taps from a riding crop.

"You'd be amazed how long it took her to learn proper posture." He said, in a matter-of-fact tone, "For a teacher she's amazingly slow on the uptake. Even with a shock collar and sleep deprivation."

Mary half smiled and found herself thinking she'd learn to do anything he wanted willingly, no...eagerly.

"Well on with the show." He reached into a duffle bag Mary was sure hadn't been there a moment ago and withdrew two small plastic bags. They were clothes pins. He held them out before the kneeling woman.

"Here slut, I thought you might be getting tired of simply being naked while entertaining me…I mean us." He corrected himself, smiling at Mary. "So I brought you some decorations."

The brunet took the bags with a questioning look at her tormentor.

Nathan rolled his eyes, "There are two bags. You have two tits. Do the math."

Jessica seemed to deflate somehow as she tore open the first bag with a miserable, "Yes sir."

"They're plastic ones, not wood?" Mary asked after noticing.

"Well, your porn sights amateurs like the wood ones but they have a smooth grip surface. Plastic ones usually have ridges or teeth and tend to hold better"

Hurmtee let out a painful, "Ahhhr" as she placed the first pin on her left nipple.

"And, as our slut is finding out, they have much stronger springs."

Mary laughed, they watched in silence for a few moments as Hurmtee continued to 'decorate' Mary absently stroked her own breast wondering if her mom kept any clothespins in the house.

"You'd better put them on secure, it's ten lashes with the crop for each pin that comes off before I tell you to remove them."

Soon both bags were empty and Ms. Hurmtee's boobs were so covered with the plastic clips that there was hardly any flesh visible. She had tried to avoid it but due to the sheer number of pins even the sensitive underside of her breasts were coated. To test how securely they had been mounted the teacher was made to stand and shake her chest like a music video dancer. All the while her student was giggling and making helpful suggestions; "Shake those money makers!", "Make 'em bounce up and down!", "Can you do circles?"

After fifteen minutes of this Jessica was gasping for breath, finally being allowed to stop. She glanced down, there were five clothes pins lying on the floor. She looked up pitifully into Nathan's eyes.

Before she could speak, beg not to be whipped, he picked up the clips and smiled, "That's fifty lashes so far."

He started for the teacher's chair, intent on using the whore's mouth to get him nice and hard before reaming her ass.

"Um, you're not just let her leave them off….are you?"

He stopped and turned to Mary. She must have thought he was mad because she continued, "Sir, I mean. Not telling you ..to do. I just thought…other places…"

He smiled, she was just so damn perfect! "No. No, you're quite right. Can't let the tramps jewelry go to waste! On your back slut, cunt facing Mary."

Jessica complied, knowing from long painful experience to keep her legs spread wide. She could guess what was coming as she laced her fingers behind her head, keeping her elbows on the floor. Stretching like this moved her breast, causing one of pins to slip almost completely off. She closed her eyes and ground her teeth in preparation for the pain. It didn't come, instead there was a feather light caress at her labia. This teasing continued and despite herself Jessica began to relax. It had been so long since anything done to her down there felt good that, though she hadn't even been penetrated her hips were grinding in time with the touches. Then there was an uncomfortable pressure and tugging at her pussy lips, then a sharp pain that made her cry out. Three more sharp pains followed and she knew without looking that her cunt was now decorated just like her boobs.

The pain started to ease into merely a dull throb and her breathing slowed as she became accustom to it's presence. Apparently that is what Nathan was waiting for because it was at that moment he took hold of her clit. Gripping it firmly he wrenched it as far out as he could and clamped on the fifth clothes pin.

She let out a shriek, tears running freely from her eyes. Instinctively she reached to sooth her violated love button but he caught her wrists.

"That'll be another twenty lashes for not holding position." He slapped her hard across the face twice, "Now on your knees, I want a blowjob."

Struggling she rolled onto her knees, being careful to keep her thighs apart so as not to help the clips crush her labia. Her hands were bound wrist to elbow behind her back after she had been turned to the side so that Mary could see her profile. The chair from behind her desk was placed in front of her. Nathan dropped his pants, freeing his cock, and sat down.

"Get to work slut. We both know you need the practice."

Jessica hesitated, sure she had done this hundreds of times (several hundred if you counted all the dogs she'd been forced to suck off) but she was 100% lesbian. Even the musky scent of his crotch was almost enough to make her want to puke. She looked pleadingly at Mary but could tell from the expectant look on the girls face there was no help to be found there.

"Are you trying to make it harder on yourself? Maybe you're starting to like all the pain? Should we switch to humiliation…PUBLIC humiliation?"

"No, sir." She mumbled, crawling forward to gingerly take his member into her mouth.

She tried. Going through all the motions she had learned over her summer in the kennels. Her tongue worked over his shaft even as she fought her stomach's attempts to purge itself. It took her almost five minutes to get him hard, and even that was probably only because he knew she hated it.

"God but you're horrible at this." He grabbed a handful of hair with each hand pulled her down hard on his shaft, smothering her in his crotch, "You haven't been practicing have you?"

She tried to answer but could only gag and sputter trying to breath.

He threw her head back and she gasped deeply gulping down the air, large amounts of drool pouring from her slack jaw. "Have you?"

"N-no (gasp), Sir." Her eyes were watering, her face crimson.

"We'll have to do something about that." He snarled, "Now get back to work"

Chest still heaving for breath Jessica bent back to her task.

Mary watched all this with rapt attention. She was a virgin herself, Nathan's being the first dick she had seen in real life, but she had seen several porn films and even learned to deep throat the vibrator her mom kept hidden in the closet. So it would have been obvious to her, even if Nathan hadn't been berating the woman, that Ms. Hurmtee gave terrible head.

Still, it was entertaining to see the woman struggle so she continued to watch. Mary's eyes drifted momentarily to the desk where Nathan had sat while the teacher 'decorated' herself. The riding crop still lay there. An evil though crept into Mary's mind, what if…just if she could make the blowjob better for him? Would he be mad at her for beating his slave? Maybe, but he'd seemed pleased when she humiliated the woman earlier. If it did please him though….

Mary stopped herself, she'd cum if she kept thinking like that. Smiling evilly she quietly got to her feet, picked up the crop and gave it an experimental swing.

Ms. Hurmtee, her immediate world focused on Nathan's groin, never even heard Mary move. Nathan himself had his eyes closed and was guiding Jessica's head with his hands barely registered the noise. Then both heard the very familiar swish and crack of a riding crop on female flesh.

Next were the sensations, for Jessica it was the sharp sting and spreading warmth of the crop biting the tender flesh of her ass. For Nathan it was wondrous massage Jessica's throat provided as she screamed around his dick.

His eyes flew open in time to see Mary in mid-swing. Another loud *CRACK*, another muffled scream, and Jessica struggling to free herself from these unseen attacks. Nathan held her in place however.

Mary looked up and noticed him watching. She smiled nervously and shrugged. "I just though maybe I could…motivate her," She waved at the wand, "Until she made you cum."

He stared at her, his face impassive. Was it possible for a girl this young to be this perfect? She had all the right instincts, apparently limitless potential. Almost like some of his 'project' girls only better, a quick scan of her mind showed it completely unaltered. Not programmed, not forced, not taught, simply a girl that was naturally kinky.

His silence must have been worrying her, she bit her lip apprehensively. In the schoolgirl outfit it was impossibly cute. Nathan smiled and nodded. She grinned, giving an excited hop, and recommenced whipping the round globes of her teacher's ass.

Nathan watched her, she swings certainly did not have the even metronome rhythm of his. Nor did she seem to pick a specific target other than the general area of the exposed butt. She also lacked any real form that would allow her the maximum speed. What ever she lacked, however, she more than made up for in energy and enthusiasm.

Jessica whimpered and twitched in time with the cracks of the whip. She managed to keep his rod in her mouth only just.

He grabbed her hair and forced her to look him in the eyes, "The only way she's stopping, slut, is if you make me cum. I suggest you get going before you have to spend the rest of the week standing up!"

She realized that even if she managed to outlast Mary's whipping Nathan would only come up with an even worse way to punish her. So she bent to her task, trying to focus on pleasing the cock in her mouth rather than the mounting pain in her buttocks. It's amazing what proper motivation can do, Jessica felt his body tense and his hot seed pumping down her throat in half the time it usually took her.

"Grrreeahh! Yes!" Nathan growled pulling her off him by the hair. He held her face less than an inch from the head of his penis as he continued to cum. A jet of semen splashed across the bridge of her nose and into her eyes before she could react.

Even with her eyes closed, burning from the salty jizz Jessica could feel several more globs splash across her forehead and eyes. Finally he wiped his penis off on her lips and released her, she fell back to sit on her heels. It was uncomfortable but she knew better than to move without permission.

"That was wonderful Mary, you did very well."

"Thank you Nathan…Sir"

"Slut, open your eyes. Show Mary the lovely results of her work."

Hurmtee obeyed and instantly felt a large warm blob of semen drip into her left eye.

"Well what do you think, Mary?"

The girl took a moment to fully appreciate the sight before her. Here was this beautiful woman, a respected teacher, kneeling naked before her. Her breasts covered in painful clips, a man's cum oozing down her face to mix wit tears from her puffy red eyes. Tears that Mary, herself had helped make the woman cry. Mary's first thought was, "Very sexy, a beautiful whore." And she told Nathan so. Her second thought, which she kept to herself, was, "God I wish that was ME!"

"Now I think it's time to take those clothes pins off of her. Would you like to do it, Mary?"

"Yea sure!" She smiled and started to reach for the teacher's breast.

Nathan caught her hand, "No, no. Not like that."

Both women looked at him confused. "What but how?" Mary asked.

"You still have the riding crop don't you?"

Hurmtee groaned as Mary's face lit up, "Really? Cool!"

She took position in front of her teacher, lifted her arm in a high arch. The whole time Jessica was shaking her slime coated face pleading, "Nononono, pleeeaassee Master! Don't let her…."

"Shut up bitch. You'd better not move or I'll use the cat-o-nine on you till your tits are purple."

She stopped her pleading but the next second let out a shriek as the whip came crashing down on her right tit. As before, Mary had not really aimed any further than which tit but there were so many pins present the sheer force of the blow was enough to dislodge three of them. She swung again, this time aiming for the other breast and managed to knock off two.

Hurmtee tried to curl into a fetal position and protect herself but two hard face slaps and a whispered word from Nathan (The only word of which Mary heard was 'electricity') had her once again kneeling rigidly upright. Still though her body shuddered with barely contained sobs.

"Mary, I'm guessing you never used one of those before today?" Nathan pointed to the crop in her hands.

She looked at the whip, "um, no." She said, blushing as though admitting to something embarrassing.

"There's a technique to it, to sting the target more. It's easier on your arm too." He said gently massaging her shoulder. The contact sent jolts of electric pleasure to her groin. "I could show you."

It took several attempts but she finally managed to breathe the word, "Please?"

Smiling, he took her right hand in his, adjusting her grip. Moving behind her his left arm snaked around her waist and pulled, shifting her into a better angle from which to strike. Mary let out a soft gasp, he had never put his dick back in his pants and she could now feel his rigid prick pushing into the cleft of her ass through her skirt.

In the back of her mind, behind the haze of pain, the thought struck Jessica how her two tormentors now looked like a couple in a romantic dance. They looked so RIGHT together. These thoughts were washed away by a new torrent of pain.

Now guided by Nathan's experience and powered by Mary's desire to impress him the whip seemed to take a vicious life of its own. One by one the clothes pins of her right breast were struck, first lightly to make them bounce painfully, then again much harder forcibly removing it from the flesh it gripped so tightly.

By the time Jessica's right tit was bare both women were panting heavily. Jessica because she was still crying though had few actual tears left and Mary from shear sexual excitement.

"Here, feel how warm and tender it is." Nathan took her left hand, moving it to cup the sensitive flesh that was still red from the beating.

Mary's knees went weak as she was guided into fondling her teacher. She began squeezing and tweaking the soft mound on her own as his arm once again wrapped around her waist. Unconsciously she began grinding her hips into Nathan's. He stood firm allowing the girl to work his hard member between her butt cheeks, even through the skirt.

Ms. Hurmtee let out a yelp.

"Not so hard, you'll rip it off." He whispered in Mary's ear.

She froze and her eyes flew open and she looked to her hand. She was clutching a large hand full of Jessica's 34C so tightly her knuckles were turning white.

"Oh, I…" She started, quickly releasing her hold. A bright red handprint formed on the mauled tit with small curved marks where Mary's nails had bit into the flesh.

"You got carried away, but that's alright. Like using the whip, you have to learn patience and control."

"Yes, sir."

"Now do you think you can handle the other one by yourself?"

"I think so." She said, instantly regretting having said so as in response he released his hold on her and stepped off to the side for a better view.

"Right, go ahead then. No rush."

She smiled at him, turned, taking a deep breath, aimed for the clip directly on Jessica's nipple, and swung. Twenty minutes later both of Hurmtee's boobs were bare of clothes pins, covered in welts, and being mauled none too gently by Mary.

There was a shrill beeping that stopped almost as soon as it started. All three looked around the room confused. The sound repeated and Mary laughed.

"It's my phone!" She ran to her school bag, producing a cell phone from its depths.

Ms. Hurmtee looked questioningly to Nathan. He glared at her, putting a finger to his lips for silence.

"Hi, mom?......You're back already?... Just tonight then…..I'm at the uh" She looked nervously at Nathan, who shrugged, "the mall with a friend….Ok I'll be home for dinner, then. Bye."

She hung up the phone tossing it into her bag once again.

"I'm supposed to be home in two hours." She gestured to the wall clock.

"Plenty of time. Want to help get her ready for her ass reaming?" He held out a roll thick clothesline.

Mary took the rope happily, "What should I do?"

Nathan explained the plan and Mary went to her task, untying Hurmtee's arms from behind her back. By that time, a harness had been attached forcing the teacher's mouth to stretch obscenely around the white rubber ball.

Jessica was given 30 seconds to stretch her arms in an attempt to return their circulation while a black studded collar and leash were locked in place around her neck. When the time was up Mary followed his directions on how Nathan wanted the woman's wrists bound.

"Stand and present yourself, slut." He ordered.

---

Almost falling over the bound woman got to her feet and stood rigid, her feet shoulder width apart. She could imagine the sight she presented with her bound arms seeming to hug large bruised breasts that were still an angry crimson from their beating. Her face, while shiny from nearly dried semen and tears, was framed by the leather straps holding the gag in place while clothespins still dangled from her pussy. In truth, it wasn't the most extreme bondage she had ever had to endure but it was humiliating. Especially being forced to endure such treatment in front of a student.

Even though a young girl was involved, she wasn't enjoying this at all. This wasn't like those porn stories on the net where the victim develops or has a secret love for what's happening to her. No, Jessica had never gotten the slightest bit of enjoyment from bondage. Even when binding her young rape victims, tying them up had been only a means to an end not a part of the pleasure.

Mary knew none of this (and even if she had it probably would have only served to make her hornier) as she led the other woman by her leash. They stopped with Ms. Hurmtee standing a few inches from the edge of her own desk.

---

"There's something I saw on the net I'd like to try if it's OK to hurt her tits more, that is." She said in a rush, having finally worked up the courage to make a request.

Nathan was forced to smile once again in pleasant surprise, "Sure, let's see what you've got."

Mary gave an excited hop and giggle as she turned back to her victim. Hurmtee was made to bend over the desk until her nipples touched its cold surface. Mary eyed the area critically, ordered her teacher to stand straight once again, and then began rummaging through the desk drawers.

"Ah-ha!" She exclaimed, apparently finding what she was looking for.

He had a pretty good idea what she had in mind even before she held up the large box of thumb tacks. After all, Nathan had been in the business of tormenting women for a very, very long time.

Mary dumped out the entire box onto the desk where Hurmtee's nipples had touched. She ran her hand through the mass of pointy metal until she felt they were sufficiently spread to cover the majority of the older woman's large chest and that most of the tacks were lying point up.

Grinning evilly, she used the remainder of the rope to tie Jessica's already bound hands to the legs on the far side of the desk. This forced her to bend at the hips and stretch across the table but if she arched her back and stood tip toe she could avoid pricking anything save the very tip of her nipples.

Mary frowned, "It didn't work out right…dumb idea I guess."

"No, I like it." Nathan caressed her shoulder length black hair, "Just needs a little effort to make it work. Watch."

He stood behind Ms. Hurmtee, grabbed her firmly by the hips and pulled her hard towards him. She let out a shriek that was barely muffled by the gag as the movement altered her balance and making her chest fall toward the pins. However she managed to prop herself up by her bound wrists preventing the whole of her breast from being perforated. As it was she could feel the prick and scratch of a dozen pins at both areolas.

"Now get up there and sit on her arms, near the elbow." Nathan commanded, threading the leash through a D ring high on the gags harness.

Mary complied, straddling the older woman's arms. Thrilling to the thought that her crotch was mere inches from the nose of a woman that would probably like nothing more than to eat her pussy. Though she fought Mary's weight was too much and the teacher collapsed, several dozen more pins biting into the already over sensitized flesh of her boobs.

---

Jessica let out a disparaging howl as, at the same moment Nathan drove his huge rigid pole into her unlubricated ass. He pulls on the leash, forcing her to look up at Mary who smiles down at her. Her body shudders under the force of his pounding, as always there is a small amount of pleasure that simple biology will not let her deny. This pleasure though is overridden by the seemingly million pricks of pain in her chest and the sheer ferocity of her sodomy. She glances down, only able to move her eyes, as Mary straddles her arms the too short skirt rides up, providing a generous view of her 'camel toe'. The girl was obviously horny, as evident by the large wet spot on her underwear.

---

Mary saw her teacher eyeing her crotch and decided to tease her some more. She bunched up her skirt revealing even more of her sheer panties. Slowly she rocked her hips, grinding against the bound arms, moving slowly closer to Hurmtee's gagged face. She stopped so close the mesmerized teacher was nearly cross-eyed from focusing on her.

The vibrations shaking through the older woman's body as a result of the ass reaming felt wonderful as Mary felt it between her legs, "What the hell!" She thought, "I'm so horny I'll explode if I don't." She reached down and began stroking herself gently through the fabric of her panties.

It didn't take much to set her off. The orgasm that exploded through her was intense. She wanted to cry out, but at the same time was embarrassed and struggled to stay silent. The result was as choked, hyperventilating moan as she crested. Blushing she looked but thankfully Nathan was too preoccupied at the moment to notice. She continued to stroke herself but was careful not to push herself over the edge again.

---

"The little bitch came! Right in front of my face!" Thought Jessica, even if she hadn't watched the girls body tense suddenly or see the panties that were so wet with woman juice they were nearly transparent. No, she could SMELL it, at this distance there was no avoiding it. She remembered that smell, and the taste. Oh, the TASTE of girl cum! She was addicted to it, both the scent and flavor. The addiction couldn't have been stronger if it was heroin. Memories came rushing back, all the dozens of girls she'd had, and the pleasure they'd given her (willingly or not). She couldn't control herself; even over all the pain she was becoming aroused. Her tongue fought valiantly against the ball gag, trying to catch just a drop of that glistening juice.

Nathan groaned, body tensing, beginning to dump his seed into her bowels. In Ms. Hurmtee's mind, however, it was one of the few willing young lovers she'd had riding her with a strapon. Her pussy clenched. He reached around, took hold and ripped the five remaining clothespins from her labia and clit. To her, one of her less willing 'lovers' was being rebellious and nibbling just a little too hard, it still felt good though.

Then, without planning it, without even glancing at each other Nathan and Mary acted as one. He placed a hand on each shoulder blade and shoving the teacher down with all his might, driving nearly all of the thumbtacks into her tortured boobs. Mary hooked one finger under her panties and pulled them to the side, flashing her tender cunt as her other hand smeared some of her pussy juice under the woman's nose.

The smell, the pussy shot, and the pain were just too much. Ms. Hurmtee's body shuddered in orgasm, and then collapsed as she passed out.

---

"Wow, First time she's ever cum from being ass raped." Nathan laughed, stuffing his still semi-hard dick back in his pants, "She must like having you here."

Mary grinned evilly, "Maybe. So now what?"

"Now we start getting her ready to take you home." Nathan began rummaging through his bag.

"Home?" She thought bewildered for a moment then saw the clock. It was only 45 minutes until the time she had promised to be home. She would be happy to see her step-mother, of course but what she found herself wanting more than anything was to stay with Nathan. This realization both stunned her and sent a thrill of happiness coursing through her. She was startled from her happy musing's of the possible future by a loud squealing emanating from Ms. Hurmtee.

Mary looked up just in time to see the end of something 3" thick, black, and quite rigid disappear between the globes of Jessica's ass.

---

Jessica hadn't felt the needle stab her right buttock but whatever it injected her with quickly roused her from the bliss of unconsciousness, She was still exhausted from all of the strain but knew, from experience, nothing short of a severe blow to the head would put her to sleep for the next several hours. The name was unknown to her but she was certain she had been subject to this drug before. It was designed to keep its subjects awake and their bodies extremely sensitive, to EVERYTHING. Her suspicions were confirmed as every ache and pain she was feeling doubled in intensity, it was as though she could feel every single one of the thumbtacks that had pierced the flesh of her breast. The air burned on her severely beaten ass.

There was a pressure between her ass cheeks, it hadn't really dawned on her until then that she was no longer being sodomized. "He's going to fuck me again?" she thought ruefully but then realized this anal invader was much more rigid and somewhat larger than Nathan's huge manhood, "Or is it the girl this time? Has he given her a strapon?"

She shook her head and tried not to let herself care, relax and let it happen. It would be over sooner this way she thought as the cold, hard whatever it was slipped past her unresisting sphincter. Her two tormentors were talking about something, more torments probably, she tried not to listen. The thing being forced into her was apparently ribbed as she could feel it rubbing her insides in an almost pleasant way. Then she panicked, at first she hadn't notice but it was definitely getting wider! It seemed to go on forever, too!

Jessica let out a squeal to put pigs to shame as the intruder seemed to rearrange her bowels by force for it's own accommodation. Suddenly it narrowed, with an almost audible pop the widest part slid into her. There was a kind or ratcheting sound as she felt the widest part, right inside her anus, expanded even further.

---

"Untie her now, please."

Mary obeyed without a thought, "What was that you put in her?"

"A butt plug. A very special, 1.5 foot long, 3 inch wide, locking butt plug." He held up what looked like a house key.

"Locking?"

"Yes, once fully inserted and locked it's too wide for the victim's body to force out." He smacked the teacher's butt playfully, "Which I'm sure she's discovering just now."

The mixed look of concentration and constipations on Hurmtee's obscenely gagged face was one of the funniest things Mary thought she'd ever seen.

Jessica's newly freed hands flew to her ass, scrabbling for something to grab on the plug in order to rip it from her body.

"Oh and without the key," He dangled it before the woman's pleading eyes, "there's not nearly enough to grab for removing it. Here, catch."

Mary caught the chain, stunned. The questions were barely forming in her mind when He answered them.

"You were impressive today. Prompt, obedient, and inventive." Nathan went on to explain that, as a reward he was putting her in charge of Ms. Hurmtee, at least until tomorrow. The keys on the chain she was to keep with her at all times, one was for the butt plug, the other for the collar and leash. She could remove them if she wanted but they must be in place the next afternoon when they would meet and torment the teacher once more. As he explained Ms. Hurmtee was pulling the thumbtacks from her breast, one at a time as ordered.

"What do you do for lunch normally? Would anyone notice you weren't there?"

"Eat lunch, usually by myself or with a couple friends. I doubt anyone important would care."

"Good, then you'll eat here, sitting at Ms. Hurmtee's desk, with her kneeling at your feet like a good slut puppy." He seemed to think for a moment, "She'll be naked from the waist down of course and you'll be holding her leash."

Mary's face lit up, "Cool!"

"Oh, and afterwards you'll be administering the punishments she earned earlier. Seventy strokes all together, more if she disobeys on the way home. Can you handle all of that?"

"I'd rather die than disappoint you!" She thought dreamily, out loud she said, "Definitely."

"Good. She will keep the whip in her top desk drawer." They both turned to look at Jessica. To the both of them she was a beautiful, erotic sight. Her hair was sweaty and disheveled, kept back only by the harness gag that no doubt had her jaw aching by now. Tears had caused what little makeup she wore to run and the dried cum gave her face an unnatural sheen. Due, almost certainly to the butt plug, her posture was strained as if she didn't want to (or quite possibly, couldn't) stand up straight. Her tits were a bright crimson red all over with splotches of darker red where the whip had bitten especially hard. Of course there were also the seemingly hundreds of little dots where the thumbtacks had punctured her flesh.

It was a happy surprise to Mary how little bleeding had resulted from all of the tacks, she liked seeing women sexually tortured on the net but blood sports had always turned her off. For one ridiculous moment she imagined connecting all the dots to see what pattern they made.

As she led her teacher out the door by her leash Nathan whispered in her ear, "Take the gag off of her before she drops you off. Keep it as a souvenir if you like. The only clothes she gets back is her blouse and panties."

---

Once again Jessica was humiliated, yesterday she had been made to walk out to her car naked in the company of one of her students. It would have been very difficult to explain had anyone seen but she felt that would have been easy compared to today. Today she was with the same student, and just as naked save for a harness gag and a collar. Said collar did of course have a leash attached the other end of which was held by the young girl. Naturally, the young girl was dressed in a slutty, way too tight schoolgirl uniform.

"Of course!" She thought hysterically, "What else would you expect to see in the parking lot of a respectable high school at six o'clock in the evening?"

When they first stepped outside she tried to cover herself, only partly out of modesty it was a very cool evening. Mary had looked her up and down once and shrugged, "OK, 75 and another five strokes for each step you take while covered."

Jessica froze on the spot. The little bitch! Nathan wouldn't let her, would he?

The girl rounded on her, "It'll be one HUNDRED seventy five if I get home late because of you!"

She looked at Mary in disbelief, Nathan wouldn't let her do that, would he?

Seeming to read her mind she continued, "I'm in charge of you now remember?"

Miserably she nodded and moved her hands to her side.

---

The ride home was fairly boring for Mary. To keep herself occupied she played with herself through her underwear but soon realized she couldn't walk into her house smelling like sex. She thought for a moment, then her lips curled wickedly. She began smacking her nude 'chauffer' with the loose end of her leash.

The first strike caught Jessica by surprise, the car swerving wildly as she jerked in pain.

"Keep you're mind on your driving. Imagine what would happen if we got pulled over!" Mary's voice became sarcastic, "Oh officer I don't know! She asked me to stay after class…I got really sleepy and woke up in her car and she was naked!!! Her hand was in my-my panties!"

So it was that Ms. Hurmtee struggled to drive normally while naked and having random parts of her body beaten with a leather leash. So focused was she on the road and ignoring the pain that Mary had to slap her hard across the face to get her to pull over to the curb.

She was confused until the girl explained, exasperatedly, "My mom's home you idiot. Do you think I want her to see me dropped of by a naked slut like you? I can walk from here."

She began undoing the straps to the harness gag and with some difficulty wrenched it from the woman's mouth.

Jessica rubbed her aching jaw, tenderly working it open and shut as though unsure it would still work properly. She saw the gag being stuffed into Mary's school bag, on top of her clothes.

"May I have my clothes now?...Please?" She asked tenetively, not wanting to upset the teen.

"No, not yet. Kiss me first."

---

Jessica's mind reeled. Kiss her? The girl was a bit old for her own tastes but still pretty. Under other circumstances, i.e. sans sexual abuse to herself, she would not have minded such an invitation. This however was not an invitation but a command, she could see it in Mary's eyes.

"Kiss you? Why?" She dared to ask suspiciously.

"That's 80 strokes. I told you, you're the slave you don't get to ask 'why'." Jessica squealed as Mary's nails dug into her areola, "Now kiss me like you were kissing Nathan."

Giving in hopelessly she leaned over and pulled the girl into an open mouth kiss. Just as she had been taught her tongue teased the other's gently while simultaneously running her hands firmly up and down the girls back and pulling her in close. She felt Mary begin to return the kiss and patiently waited for her to break the kiss (she had learned the long, painful results of ending a kiss before her master wished it). The kiss seemed to go on forever, in reality maybe only 2 minutes, the whole while Hurmtee kept thinking, "This isn't nearly as fun when I'm being forced to do it.", in reference to the slight tingling in her pussy that was a result of contact with this young tender flesh.

--

Mary found herself enjoying the kiss immensely but forced herself to break off before giving her teacher any pleasure in it. Quickly she got out of the car throwing the older woman's blouse and panties back in.

"Before you bitch Nathan decided that's all you get back." She said sternly holding the door open, "Now go home. I'll see you at school tomorrow."

She started to slam the door when Jessica spoke, "Please…"

Impatiently she caught the door, "What?"

"At least let me take off the collar, please? I can't show up wearing this!" Hurmtee held up her leash, "I'll wear it during lunch I swear, just don't make me while I'm teaching!"

"You will wear it and you will teach tomorrow, knowing I hold these." She dangled the keys she wore as a necklace, "Deal with it bitch."

Mary rushed into the house, shouted "Hi mom!", and rushed up to her bathroom before her stepmother could see how she was dressed. She quickly stripped, throwing her soaked panties under her pillow for later, and put on clothes more like she usually wore.

She found Anna in the kitchen, looking oddly sexy in the remnants of her business suit. Even barefoot, as she was now, Anna was nearly 5'11". Her straight naturally blond hair hung between her shoulder blades, only slightly tangled from being worn 'up' all day, framed a face that could easily be mistaken for that of a runway model. In her youth she had been very athletic, a member of the Track and swim teams until her 36D bosom bloomed making such activities impractical. Her body had retained its shape, hard toned muscle softening slightly into a softer more supple form.

For the last year or so Mary had found secret pleasure in sneaking glimpses of Anna's body whenever possible. These opportunities were quite frequent since it was just the two girls Anna thought nothing of walking around the house in next to nothing.

Catching an eyeful of her stepmother's firm breast through her half buttoned blouse Mary could understand why her father, a widower since Mary's birth, had married her. Barely 2 years after their marriage her father had been killed in a car accident, leaving Mary with a mother that was only 11 years her senior.

Mary wasn't resentful though, Anna was young enough to be like a friend and away for work often enough not to smother her with attempts at being a 'good mom'. The last two days with Nathan was giving Mary nasty, half incomplete thoughts as to what else Anna could be.

"I'm sorry about this trip, honey. I know I'd promised to stick around a while after this last one, take you shopping and all." The blond waived vaguely as she hung up the phone. "It's just that my boss, Ms. Pelty, says I'm doing wonders on these conferences and is talking about promotions."

"That's cool, I guess. What's for dinner?"

Anna frowned a moment, "Not much in the way of food, unless you feel like waffles?"

"Order in?"

"Pizza?"

"Cheesy movie?"

"Deal." They said in unison laughing.

They had a relatively normal evening, filling each other in on what was going on at work and school. Mary of course omitting her recent after school extra curricular activities.

Finally the started cleaning up and heading for bed.

"Oh, hey I almost forgot!" Mary lied, "Do we have any clothes pins?"

Anna looked puzzled, "Clothespins? Why?"

"It's for…for school a special project." Well that's sort of true she told herself. Then an idea struck, "Oh and some candles."

"If we do they'd be in the kitchen closet."

"I'll just get them ready so I don't have to rush in the morning. Sleep good.

"Good night." Anna called as she went upstairs.

Mary rummaged through the closet and several cupboards before finding a handful of clothespins and a couple small candles.

She took her findings, rushed up to her room, and stripped. Getting ready for bed as quickly as she could Mary finished brushing her teeth and, deciding not to brush it, ran her fingers through her hair. Her hands didn't stop with her hair, they ran down her neck, across the breasts that she constantly wished would get bigger. Gently they trailed down taunt tummy to tangle her fingers in her neatly trimmed bush.

"Not yet." She moaned, resisting the urge to play with herself. She wished she could get her hands on her mother's vibrator but knew not to risk it while she was home. "Heck unless she got laid on the trip she's probably using it anyway."

Reentering her room she picked up two of the clothes pins then began rolling her nipples between the thumb and forefinger of each hand. She closed her eyes and imagined her lover doing was doing it. Mary smiled when she realized for the first time her imaginary lover had a face, it was Nathan. Breathing heavily and believing her nipples were as erect as they could get she stopped. Taking firm grip of her right nipple she stretched it straight out until the pain made her wince, then placed the clothespins at the nipples base. After doing the same thing to the other side she paused, reveling in the ache they caused, and thought a moment. Going to her underwear drawer she managed to find one of the few sports bra's she owned (Her bust line really didn't require one when working out.).

Mary readjusted the clothespins so they laid parallel to her body and pulled on the bra. It was a snug fit without the pins which, in addition to pinching her nipples, were being relentlessly crushed into her boobs. She smiled at the lumpy bulges they made in the garment. She shook her chest experimentally, nothing jiggled loose.

"Good, don't want them falling off in the middle of the night!" She laughed.

She crawled into bed wearing nothing else and began idly playing between her legs, working slowly to enjoy the mounting discomfort in her chest. Her eyes wandered coming to rest on the candles. A wicked thought crossed her lust hazed mind. Mary grabbed the longest one, maybe 8 inches and two of her fingers wide at its thickest. Rolling onto her side she spit wetly on the base of the candle and pulled it under her blankets.

Fumbling slightly she had to stop playing with her clit to spread her ass cheeks. It took only seconds to find the rosebud of her anus with the candle, it took slightly longer to work up the courage to shove it in.

"I wish he were here to MAKE me do it!" She thought imagining a time when Nathan would be sodomizing her unwilling body. Well she tried to imagine it but couldn't conceive a way that would make her unwilling. Finally she shamed herself into it, "Why would he ever want me if I couldn't even fuck myself for him?" and she shoved.

"Nnngggahhh!!!....Oooohhh" she knew how very small the candle was, especially compared to Nathan's manhood but to her virgin butt hole it felt like a baseball bat was invading her. Once the wide part was past her sphincter it was quite easy to slide in. She stopped at what she guessed was probably half it's length when she encountered some resistance. She did not want to break it off inside herself.

Exceptionally aroused now she fumbled around in her schoolbag for the gag. Hands shaking with excitement she tried to don it but found the ball much too large for her cute little mouth. Frustrated she threw it back in the bag, "Just as well I guess, what if mom saw it in the morning before I woke up?"

She buried her face in her pillow to muffle the moans and resumed masturbating with a hand in her cunt while the other pumped the candle in her ass. In the morning she woke with both hands still gently caressing her labia and a broken half candle under her pillow.

She got out of bed to find her mom had already had already left on her trip. It took several tries before she could get enough of a grip on the remaining piece of the candle in her butt. She finally did manage to pull it out and gave herself a small orgasm in doing so. While showering she tried to figure out what to wear today. She really didn't have anything as kinky as the too small schoolgirl outfit left but wanted to continue impressing Nathan.

Digging through her underwear drawer Mary remembered what was hidden in the 'secret' pouch of her old stuffed bear. She rushed over and pulled out the two items. They were a matching pair of strapless demi-bra and thong panties. Both were lace, made out of a shimmering sky blue material with black highlights. The bra was a pushup type to enhance her minimal bust line. It had a catch in the front and Mary liked to think that in combination with the panties they sent the message that the woman wearing them hoped that wouldn't be the case for long.

"Certainly true in my case." She thought slipping on the thong. It felt wonderful, she didn't get to wear them often for fear her mom finding them in the laundry.

Bra on she finished her outfit with extremely low hip hugger jeans that seemed painted on (in fact they had a concealed zipper up each calf to make putting them on easier). Next was a sea green halter top that matched her eyes.

Finished she looked herself over in the mirror. The severe French braid left her neck and shoulders bare to reveal the single spaghetti strap over each shoulder, the chain bearing the keys disappeared between her enhanced cleavage. Unless she were to lean over extremely far it didn't look like she was wearing a bra at all. The halter ended just below her belly button leaving almost 3 inches of her gently curved stomach bare before her jeans dangerously low waistline. They were so low, in fact, that it took a concerted effort to keep the top of her thong from showing and even then, they only stayed hidden until she moved again.

"Perfect!" She giggled, threw her lunch and a few other things into her backpack and headed to school.

--

Mary walked to her locker enjoying the stare from the boys, glares from the girls and the double takes of both as they realized that it was "plain old" Mary Collins dressed to kill. A few of the teachers glowered disapprovingly but there were many other girls that pushed the dress code even further every day so she had no fear of getting into trouble.

"What the heck?" She had opened her locker to find a small package, wrapped in gold paper stuck to the inside door.

There was a post-it note stuck to it, "Open now. ~N"

The package pulled easily from the door. It was perhaps half the size of a cigarette pack and made no noise when shaken. She assumed '~N' was Nathan as she excitedly unwrapped the package.

It appeared to be a remote, like a car alarm. There were two buttons and a small thumbwheel set into the side. The note folded around it cleared her confusion.

"MARY,

I THOUGHT CLASSES MIGHT BE A LITTLE BOORING FOR YOU SO HERE IS AN ENTERTAINMENT. THIS IS THE REMOTE CONTROL FOR MS. HURMTEE'S ANAL INVADER. I NEGLECTED TO MENTION LAST NIGHT IT WAS A VIBRATOR TOO. IT'S OPERATION SHOULD BE FAIRLY OBVIOUS; ON, OFF, AND INTENSITY. USE IT RADOMLY THROUGHOUT THE DAY, IT WORKS FROM ANYWHERE IN THE SCHOOL. DO NOT USE THE TWO HIGHEST SETTINGS; I DO NOT WHISH HER PERMANENTLY DAMAGED.

~N"

--

Mary hardly paid attention in her classes that day. She was constantly fiddling with thee remote imagining the effect it was having on Ms. Hurmtee. She didn't want the teacher getting too used to the sensations and figuring her pain wracked orgasms in the middle of class while funny would not be beneficial in the long run. At most she would hit the on switch twice in a class period. She even skipped an entire class, mostly because it would have been hard to explain carrying a remote while playing basket ball in gym class

Finally lunch came Mary rushed to out of her last class so quickly she had to wait several minutes for Ms. Hurmtee's last class to let out when the last student had left the classroom. Mary strode into the room, forcing herself into a confidant strut though she was extremely nervous about getting caught doing what they were about to do. 'I'm sorry but I'm very bu-"Jessica started hearing someone enter the room but then looked up from her papers. -sy. She finished quietly

Mary looked her teacher over. Conservative heeled shoes, black pleated slacks and a thick knit sweater with a high turtle neck that still reached her chin even though it was rolled down at least two turns

Mary shut the door and locked it, "Are you wearing it bitch. The collar I mean."

Jessica's hands were shaking, "Of-of course, they're locked what would I have done?"

"You might have been dumb enough to call a locksmith. Now shoes off and drop the pants. Panties too"

"I-I would have but…" in truth she had tried to call but the two times she picked up a phone to try some how Nathan was already on the line saying she would be punished for this if she kept it up. "Please take the plug out! Just for a few minutes, please!! I have to go so bad it hurts!"

"If there's time after I eat and give you your beating I'll think about it. So take as long as you want getting naked."

Nervously she stood kicked of her shoes and loosened her belt. It was with great difficulty she stood to remove the pants. She hadn't been lying about needing the bathroom and was beginning to cramp around the too long plug. Not seeing any point in delaying the inevitable she pulled the panties and slacks down as one. Jessica was bent over, stepping out of her clothing when the thing violating her ass came to life once again. She nearly fell over.

"Does that help take your mind off needing the 'little slut's room' Ms. Hurmtee?"

--

It took Jessica a moment to respond, "Nathan must have made this especially for me." She thought ruefully as the plug throbbed, sending vibrations to all the right places to make her wet while shaking hard enough to hurt.

She tried to catch her breath mumbling, "Yes Master…Mistre..Mary"

"Mistress? You almost called me mistress?" Mary sounded surprised, "I like it, that's what you'll call me from now on. When we're alone."

"Damn that bitch!" Jessica though kicking her pants away to stand nude from the waist down.

"Now slut, you should take better care of your clothes! Kneel and fold them neatly, then you will offer them and your leash to me!

"Yes mistress." Jessica knelt down silently praying for lunch to end soon.

--

Mary ate quickly wanting as much time as possible to torment her teacher. Once finished she purposely brushed the crumbs from the desk directly into her teachers face.

"Time to get on with your punishment." Mary dangled the harness gag before Jessica's eyes.

"Mistress…please no not the gag! I'll be good I swear!"

"Listen slut, I don't think either of us believes you could stay quiet for the full 80 lashes." She shrugged disinterestedly, "But then, maybe you WANT everyone walking by to hear you scream, maybe they'd break the door down to see your bare ass beaten and plugged?"

Jessica was quiet a moment, maybe that would be good, end this torment. It would be humiliating but then it would be over. Right? "No it wouldn't. Nathan would just make it worse for you." She thought to her self.

"I'll wear it." She said flatly

Mary yanked harshly on the collar, "Were you talking to someone slut?"

Jessica knew what she had to say, countless torture sessions over the summer the 'right' way to speak. "Mistress, please gag this slut so that she will not embarrass herself with her weakness." She spread her mouth wide, as if inviting the gag to take its place.

It took a good bit of force to get the ball behind Hurmtee's teeth. Mary ended up having to put one hand flat at the back of her head and the other on the gag, squeezing with all her might, before the ball slid into place with an audible "Pop".

"Hell with a ball that size I think the straps are kind of a mood point don't you?"

"Mph mifprtff"

"Oh, well then, if you insist!" She mocked, as if understanding every word. Mary began buckling the straps down as tight as she could, ignoring the pleading whimper's of her victim.

Using the leash Mary led her teacher to bend over the desk much as she had done the night before.

"I'm not tying you down so if you don't stay in position well….we'll just find ways of making it more 'interesting' for you" and with that she began to whale on the exposed ass. It was difficult but she remembered Nathan's instructions about control and picking a target.

Stopping after twenty strokes to rest her arm she fondled Jessica's buttocks to feel the warmth radiating from the reddening flesh. Jessica's outstretched body was wracked with sobs, probably from a combination of pain and humiliation Mary guessed. Starting again she tried her left arm but it felt uncomfortable so after five strokes she switched back.

Again she stopped after twenty, stroking her target gently. Giving in to temptation Mary traced the ass crack and gently followed the outline of Jessica's labia. The older woman shivered in response.

"Like that did you slut?" Mary said in mock disgust, "Probably getting you all horny you fucking pervert. Here let me help"

She started the vibrator on it's third highest setting (The maximum she was allowed to use by Nathan) and resumed whipping Ms. Hurmtee's increasingly welt covered butt. Despite the severity of the beating the vibrator was having a definite effect. The glistening wetness between her thighs drew Mary's eye from the target of Jessica's ass. She actually lost count while licking her lips.

Guessing she was somewhere near twenty for the third time Mary stopped. She stared at the pussy that was moistening against its owners will. A small war was raging in Mary's mind.

Sucking her bottom lip she moaned, "Oh what the hell, I forgot to bring desert anyway." She fell quietly to her knees and inhaled deeply, catching her first ever whiff of another woman's pussy. Tentatively her tongue stuck out and probed one of the protruding cuntlips….

--

Jessica was holding the edge of her desk in a white knuckled grip of death trying not to move. Trying not to shield herself, knowing that would only make things worse. In a way she was relieved for the gag. It kept her from crying out and drawing the school's attention of course, but it also made it impossible for her to be made to count each stroke out loud. It was one of Nathan's favorite punishments, forcing her to keep track.

There was no way she would have been able to this time. Nathan was cruel, certainly, but he was methodical, patient. This young girl however was hardly anything but relentlessly vicious. The gentle touch at her cunt had been more of a shock than the whip's sting. It was gone almost as quickly as it had started.

Now, though, there was a different sensation. A familiar sensation. Something warm and wet. Probing weakly, inexperienced between her nether lips. Was it possible? Mary was eating her out?

"God it's been so long!" She though "Too long without a little lover down there!"

She was frozen in place, wanting to grind her hips into the gentle mouth attacking her but fearing it would end if she so much as moved a muscle. She shivered, between the vibrator in her ass and Mary's wonderfully inexperienced mouth. An orgasm was building and it was wonderful. Jessica had hardly cum at all since Nathan found her and rarely from something so near the fantasies she used to live out.

She was on the edge. She screamed in combined rage and pain as the riding crop bit her once again, pleasure once again denied her.

--

The taste was different from her own, slightly bitter, but wondrous. Mary very nearly lost herself to the older woman's flavor. It took an effort of will to break away and resumed the teacher's punishment. Catching her breath she realized how close she had come to bringing Jessica off. An icy chill of fear ran down her spine, Nathan hadn't forbidden her from making Hurmtee cum, technically. It was supposed to be punishment, what would he say if Mary had made her feel GOOD?

Fear of what he might do, or more importantly not do to her drove her into a rage. The remaining twenty lashes were much harsher than any she had delivered so far and almost certainly guaranteed Jessica would be avoiding her chair for the rest of the day

"Oh wow!" Mary exclaimed glancing from her watch to the wall clock, "Never even heard the bell"

She yanked on the leash, pulling Ms. Hurmtee up. "Looks like you have about a minute to get ready for class, whore."

She threw the whip to the far end of the class, her pants in the other and walked out of the room leaving the door wide open.

Mary was so exited from leaving her teacher in such a predicament (though she had lied about the time, just to make her panic) that she completely forgot to wipe the pussy juice from her face until she was already seated in her next class. Trying to be discreet she licked as much of it up as she could, wiping the rest off with her hand and then sucking said fingers. It was halfway through class before she thought to turn the anal vibrator off.

To Be continued…

Next: After School

Eventually Mary's stepmother and schoolmates will fall victim to James. Any comments, questions, suggestions are always welcome at impossiblecl@netscape.net

Finally school ended for the day. Instead of hiding in the bathroom this time Mary went directly to Ms. Hurmtee's classroom. Jessica tensed as the girl walked in but continued grading papers, saying nothing. Mary sat quietly in a desk directly in front of her teacher for a few minutes.

"When do you start getting ready?"

Jessica sighed, looked at her clock, "In about half an hour, when everyone's gone."

Mary nodded thoughtfully, stood up, walked over to the door, shutting and locking it. "You'll get ready now and keep me entertained until he gets here."

"I don't think…" Hurmtee started to protest.

"Get naked or I scream rape." Mary whipped off her shirt and pulled one cup of her bra down to expose her tit. Walking close, "Wouldn't that be fun? People rushing in to see you with a half naked, crying student?"

Jessica went red with rage but then seemed to deflate. "Alright…" She sighed miserably and began taking her clothes off. Once fully nude, folded clothes sitting on the floor by her desk, she stood defiantly waiting for her next order, she had to obey this girl she didn't have to make it easy for her.

In the mean time Mary had stripped off her skirt and shoes. Standing there in nothing but her underwear she adjusted the bra, tucking her pert breast back into it. Looking up she scowled, "Don't act like you don't know what's going on! Hands behind your head! Legs spread!" Mary smacked the taller woman, "Present yourself properly!"

Grudgingly Hurmtee got into the all too familiar position, waiting for the inevitable. What would it be? More beatings with the crop? Something even more unpleasant using the thumb tacks? She found herself almost wishing it was Nathan instead. He may be cruel but by now there was a certain reliability, she was pretty certain nothing he did would kill her or leave unexplainable mark in obvious places. That is unless of course she disobeyed. This girl though had only the faintest ideas on torture, who knew what she would want to do?

Mary's finger traced the collar around her teacher's neck, "It looks good on you, whore." She raked her fingernails down the teacher's chest, leaving four red stripes down the top of each breast.

"Kneel" when Jessica did not respond quick enough Mary took hold of her nipples and pulled her down, enjoying the high squeal of pain it produced.

Hurmtee fell heavily to her knees, once the stars of pain cleared from her eyes she realized she was level with the sky blue panties.

"Kiss my panties."

Not believing her luck Jessica obeyed, hungrily planting kisses up and down the girl's groin. By smell alone she could tell the girl was getting hot and tried to work her way down to where she was sure the panties would be getting damp. Just as she got close, however, the girl turned.

"Kiss my ass!" She giggled at her own pun.

Hurmtee gladly obeyed, especially when she was ordered to trace the panties with her tongue.

"Just what is going on here?"

Mary jumped with a start. Jessica's blood turned to ice in her veins, sick despair hit her gut like a sledge hammer. Unlike Mary, she had known Nathan would be upset that she had managed to get that close to a young girls pussy and that she would be severely punished for it. Her only hope was that she would get to see Mary punished as well, it had been her orders after all.

"Nathan! I…um …we were waiting…and" her arms flailed around alternately as though pointing out the explanation and failed attempts to hide her near nudity. She was VERY aware of how little clothing she was wearing and his nearness mixed in a good amount of lust with the embarrassment that made her blush, "And I didn't think you'd mind me using her."

"Yes, using her, that's fine. Pleasing her however…is not." He leaned in close so only Mary could hear. "I'm disappointed Mary. You know I'll have to punish you now, don't you?"

Not trusting her voice, the girl nodded, feeling wonderfully weak and helpless.

"And you! You fucking slut!" He turned viciously towards the kneeling teacher, "You know you are not allowed near young cunt!"

He slapped her face so hard she fell over, "Thought you could take advantage of an inexperienced mistress?"

Grabbing a hand full of her hair, slapping her again, he knelt on her lower abdomen. The increased pressure of his weight on her cramping bowels almost hurt worse than the slaps.

"S-s-sorry. I'm sorry master!" she cried.

"No, you're not…not yet." Yanking her to her feet he began slapping her breasts as hard as his bare hands could manage, stopping only when both mounds of flesh were a throbbing deep red. After the first few smacks Mary joined in, using it as an opportunity to practice with the riding crop on Hurmtee's ass. This drew an approving nod from Nathan.

"Go lead her to the courtyard and remove the plug. Bring her straight back when she's done."

Mary quickly grabbed the leash and started dragging her teacher to the door, "Yes sir."

The school's courtyard was a small grassy area with a path two trees, several benches and was surrounded on three sides by the school itself. In nicer weather it was used by seniors for study hall. Never letting go of the leash (not that she expected the nude teacher to run anywhere) Mary knelt behind her charge and used the key to unlock the huge anal invader.

She only pulled it out part way however, "I don't want you exploding all over me, slut. Take it out yourself."

It was a struggle but Jessica did as she was told. At least she could do it gently rather than having one of her tormentors rip it from her. Her body's needs overcame her shame and embarrassment as she voided her bowels with a long wet farting sound.

"Tissue?" she asked, not knowing what to expect.

"Oh, of course!" Mary said airily, holding out something in her hand, "We wouldn't want the slut to be all dirty!"

With great trepidation Hurmtee took what was offered. The cloth fell partially open in her hand before she recognized it, her bra and panties. She looked up.

"Use them." Mary commanded with an evil grin.

Simply unable to find the strength to argue the teacher obeyed, leaving the soiled clothing bearing her embroidered initials there in the middle of the path.

When they arrived back at the classroom Jessica was made to kneel as a spreader bar was locked between her thighs. Nathan held up a strap of leather, "Braid this into a high ponytail, near her crown."

Mary had done this before, at least in theory but the strap of leather was notably thicker than the ribbon she had learned with. So she struggled, doing the best she could, comforted by the fact that it didn't matter if she hurt her subject.

Meanwhile Nathan was busy with Jessica's tits. Very rough thin twine was being wrapped tightly around their base causing them to bulge like balloons. Once they were tied off he gave them an experimental slap, they bounced a bit but the twine didn't loosen.

"Like twin punching bags." He paused, an amused look on his face, "Ah, thought for another time. Open wide."

Hurmtee obediently opened her mouth, knowing there was no other option for her. A spreader gag was locked in place behind her molars, keeping her mouth gaping and vulnerable. Mary finished braiding at almost the same time.

Nathan inspected the work, nodding in approval then ordered her to spread the thumbtacks across the desk as she had the other day. As she did so he bound Jessica's arms behind her back, wrist to elbow. He then shoved her on her stomach and began tying the ponytail to the center of the spreader bar. When he was finished she was arched back so much her toes were almost able to touch the back of her head.

Tears of pain were mixing with the drool of her perpetually open mouth as Ms. Hurmtee was carried to and set down upon her desk. A desk which had, thanks to the extra box of tacks Mary had brought, been turned into a veritable bed of nails. The strangled squeal she let out sent shivers of excitement directly to her young student's clit.

"Mary, do you know what 'Fisting' is?"

"Uh-huh," She nodded vigorously, book reports weren't the only thing she'd been researching on the net recently.

"Good, I want to see how much of your arm can fit up this whore's cunt while I widen her throat." He dropped his pants and stood before the weeping teacher, his rock hard prick brushing her lips, "Do not be gentle."

As Nathan began pounding at the woman's mouth Mary fingered the exposed cunt. Sliding four fingers of her dainty hand into it's damp folds was hardly a challenge. Not surprising given the fact Hurmtee could fit half of her own hand in there. Mary shrugged, lined her thumb up along her palm and shoved as hard as she could.

=

Jessica was suffocating on Nathan's cock. The world blurred, fading, the thumbtacks pricking her body felt almost electric, it was giving Jessica flashback of her first week at the kennels. They had mixed poison ivy with her bedding straw. Her arms had been bound painfully behind her back, elbows and wrists together. Made to crawl on her knees, nipples rubbing on the rough concrete as her only balance she had to lick the doggie waste from the floor. It had taken many long beatings and electrocution sessions for her to control her vomit reflex.

Air rushed into her lungs in ragged gasps but was quickly lost again as she screamed. Something tore in her vaginal wall. Something too big was filling her, too quickly. Grunting she tried to force it out.

"Oohh! Cool she's squeezing my hand!"

"Good, now make a fist and punch it in and out. Use your arm as a dick, fuck her with it." He ordered, plunging his own dick down the teacher's defenseless throat.

"Punch? Fist? Ohhshiiitttt.." Jessica thought as the world faded away again.

She was in one of the kennels training fields. Tied down on hands and knees, her bruised tits were just brushing the ground. The nearby anthill was coming alive at the scent of the honey coating her chest. Someone had sprayed her groin with some musk from one of the bitches in heat and were now leading the first dog to her.

"Ok Sara, you can look at your surprise now."

Jessica watched the small brunet remove the blindfold. It was Sara! Her prefect little girl!

"Daddy! That's Ms. Hurmtee from school!"

"Yes it is darling." The man patted his daughter's head, "She's the one that did those things bad things to you at school."

The girl gasped, clapping her hands to her mouth.

"It's ok, honey. She's you puppy doll now." He stroked the girls hair, "We can do anything to her you want, all summer."

"Anything?"

"Yes, anything."

The fourteen year old was quite for a minute, watching the cocker spaniel vigorously hump the bound woman. "First I wanna see her breed with ALL the doggies, even the girls!!" It was a very long night, and following day for Ms. Hurmtee as it was a rather large kennel.

In her mind it was the series of mastiffs that were tearing into her, not her young student buried nearly up to the elbow in her cunt.

=

Mary adjusted her panties and looked nervously back at the school, "You're leaving her like that?"

"You have a problem leaving your teacher naked, bruised and hogtied in her own class room?" He held the car door open for her.

Cocking her head slightly she smiled, "No, that's cool. What I really like is taking her clothes, keys and car."

"Then why ask?"

"What if someone finds her? How will she get home?"

"I didn't tie her that tightly, she'll be able to wriggle loose. After that, well she's not completely stupid, she'll figure something out."

They drove in silence to her house, Mary squirming occasionally at the excitement of being driven through town in only her underwear as well as the likely prospect of getting fucked by Nathan tonight.

She had thought it would be no big deal but when it came time for her to make the walk from the car to her front door she found herself terrified. They made it to the door and he looked at her expectantly.

Mary returned his look.

"I assume it is locked?"

She gasped, gently slapping her forehead. "Yes," She groaned miserably.

"Your bag is in the trunk," Nathan hit the remote, opening the trunk. He tried to suppress a smile as he watched her rush to the car, ducking behind a bush as a car sped past..

When she returned her face was flushed and she was breathing a little heavily but she was smiling. She retrieved the keys and opened the door, half skipping as she entered. Turning to shut the door Mary found he was still standing in the doorway.

She looked at him, confused. He simply raised an eyebrow, "Manners?"

Blushing again, "S-sorry, please come in."

Though slightly flustered, anxious at the thought of giving her virginity to him, she gave Nathan a quick tour of the house. They sat at the kitchen table, he wanted nothing but she sipped nervously at a glass of water.

"Do you know why I came with you today?"

She nearly dropped her glass, "No." "God please say it was so you could fuck me!" She thought to herself.

He smiled, guessing her thoughts without looking at them. It was plain enough in her eyes. "I have to punish you. You made a mistake, admittedly without knowing it, but still a mistake."

Mary was speechless, simply staring at him. The hint of tears formed in her eyes.

"Ms. Hurmtee has done nothing to deserve the reward you gave her. She knew better and so was punished." He brushed a stray hair off her forehead, "You didn't think, letting your desires control you too much else I'm sure you would have realized your mistake."

"I-i-I'm sorry! Nathan, sir I…"

"Shhh. Patience, that's the one thing you have to learn and what I should punish you for lacking. However," He sighed, "I have no right to punish you. You are not my property. You have entered my world of your own will. I did not seek to take you, nor have I claimed you. So you have a choice."

She was almost too afraid to ask, "Choice?"

"My brave girl," he thought happily. "You can choose to accept punishment and be allowed to remain and learn. Or you may choose not to be punished and return to life as you knew it three days ago. It was luck you found me last time; I guarantee it would never happen again."

Go back to life as a normal girl? No sexually tormenting her deviant teacher? Not being able to be near Nathan, no chance of ever fucking him? Serving him? These ideas scared her more than she would have imagined possible. She couldn't go back!

"NO! Please, punish me! Hurt me!" She dropped to her knees in front of him eyes welling with tears, "Make me yours! Please I'll do anything…"

Gently he placed a finger to her lips, "Shh…You just had to say 'yes'. We'll see if you still want to be mine after you've been punished. Now go shower and get ready for bed like you normally would."

"Yes sir." She mumbled getting to her feet, running up the stairs while tearing off what little she wore.

While she showered Nathan went through Mary's school bag. There were the usual items, pens, pencil's, tablets, calculator, hair clips and other such things one would find in a teen girls bookbag. There was also the harness gag they'd used on Hurmtee, as well as two empty thumbtack boxes.

"The little minx!" He laughed, remembering how odd it seemed there were so many scattered across the teacher's desk. Then he found the candles, "Like the idea of hot wax does she?"

She was sitting on the edge of her bed in a faded pink pullover night shirt, nervously playing with her damp locks. So preoccupied with imagining what might be about to happen to her that she never heard Nathan approach. He knocked lightly on her door as a courtesy before walking in. This caught Mary so by surprise that she jumped and half fell off of her bed.

Recovering her balance she stood, bobbing slightly wanting to kneel before him yet not sure if it was the right thing to do. Instead she sucked her bottom lip clasping her hands alternately behind and in front of her.

He set both her school bag and his own duffle bag of equipment beside her bed. Standing behind and a little to one side of her Nathan ran a finger through her hair. "You are ready, I assume?"

The nearness of him made her shiver, next to him she felt so tiny and helpless. It was wonderful. "Yes, sir."

"Then it is time for your punishment." He sat on her bed, patting his thigh, "Come on, over my knee like the naughty little girl you are."

He was going to spank her!?! Like a little kid? This was not at all what she had hoped for, even as a punishment but still found it sort of exciting. Quickly she did as ordered, stretching across his lap, belly down. As she wriggled around trying to find a semi comfortable way to balance she felt his hardening manhood poke her side. Smiling she wiggled some more, teasing his rod with her soft tummy.

He apparently liked it as Mary could feel his hips grind in time with her movements. After only a few seconds though he stopped. "That's quite enough you little tease." He reprimanded, though not sounding truly upset, "Now pull up your nightshirt."

Moving so quickly she nearly fell off of his lap Mary pulled the hem of her night shirt until it was bunched around her ribs. Nathan lightly caressed the sea-green cotton panties that were stretched taunt over the curves of her ass.

"This is your last chance." He murmured, a finger strayed down to an increasingly damp portion of her underwear.

Mary's back arched, trying to follow the hand, "Oh God! I'm sorry! Punish me! Please!" A tear of need rolled down her cheek, "Please…."

A resounding ''crack" echoed through the house. For three full minutes Nathan administered a bear handed spanking. He was not overly harsh though, not wanting to scare her away.

Still, by the time he'd finished she was in tears, her face as red as her ass surely was but she was smiling.

''There, you've been punished." He said, gathering her into his arms for a hug.

She snuggled into his embrace eagerly but frowned slightly.

"Something the matter?"

"Will it's just...." embarrassment added to the crimson of her face, "that's all?"

Though having long ago come to believe it impossible Nathan felt the stirrings of more than simple lust for a girl. "As far as your punishment, yes, but I'm not done playing with you yet."

Her body trembled in what Nathan was sure was a small orgasm.

"Now, do have any toys you use to masturbate with?"

"y-yes, sir."

He lifted her to her feet, "Go get it."

She half skipped half ran out of the room to return a minute later with her stepmother's vibrator.

"You don't keep your toy in your room?"

Eyes downcast Mary smiled, "'S not mine."

"Sister's?" he asked, already knowing precisely to whom the vibrator belonged.

"No, my mom's"

"Very naughty," he laughed, taking the vibrator from her, "Take your night shirt off and get on your bed.

She practically tore the garment off but was so anxious she got her right hand tangled in it for a few seconds. Embarrassed she tossed it over to her closet she jumped into bed. She felt her nipples hardening in the cool air as she fidgeted, trying to figure out what to do with her arms other than cover herself. To her relief Nathan provided the answer.

"Hands together, over your head."

She complied, surprised at just how nervous she was. There were goose bumps covering her body and she was trying not to shake, but her pussy felt like a running faucet at the same time.

"Oh! Hmm…" She moaned as he began wrapping the rope around her wrists. It wasn't overly tight but certainly would not let her loose either.

"I'm not going to gag you. If I do something you can't handle say so and I will free you." He had tied the rope to her head board and now grabbed her ankles, pulling her to the edge of the bed, stretching her arms taunt. "We'll see how you do tonight and tomorrow I will decide if you are worth making my slave."

Her breathing was fast and shallow, "Yes….please…" Mary's mind was flashing with all the things she had imagined/hoped he might to her and found herself terrified and aroused in equal parts. Would he fuck her? Would she have the strength to endure what he did do?

Seeing these thoughts in her mind and the need in her face he continued, letting his words torment her as he worked on her physical body, "Try to enjoy having the choice to end your suffering, because if you become mine it will not be a frequent thing."

Her ankles were tied to the edge of the bed keeping her feet spread wide. From his bag he produced a soft flogger and began with her inner thighs. Both the flogger and the force of his strokes were intended so sensitize the skin of his victim, awaken the nerve endings as it were rather than produce large amounts of pain. Mary inhaled sharply with each smack but did not scream not even when he targeted her nipples nor her panty covered clit.

When he finished every inch of her skin from knees to neck was a uniform shade of red. She was breathing heavily, hips squirming, the wet spot of her panties nearly dripping. Nathan looked into her eyes and could see only lust. He looked deeper, into the part of the mind detached from the body's desires, and was not surprised to find some fear but was pleased to also find the excitement that fear brought her.

Bending down he took one nipple in each hand, rolling it between thumb and forefinger with increasing pressure as he pulled them up from her body. He watched the struggle on her face, she managed to hold back the scream until he had nearly lifted her off the bed by her nipples. He cut her off with a kiss, spearing his tongue into her like a weapons.

Mary tried to inhale him, using her tongue to fondle his. The pain was still there but seemed pale compared to the joy of taking any part of him within her. Her thighs quivered with a small orgasm. Suddenly he was gone, she fell back to the bed gasping as the blood rushed back to her abused nipples. She tensed sharply as something very cold and wet touched her right breast. Opening eyes she hadn't realized were closed Mary looked down to see an ice cube tracing the edge of her areola. First her right, then left, then back again. By the time the cube was half melted her nipples were so painfully hard she would have bet she could cut diamonds with them.

The ice left her breasts, traced the valley between them to her soft tummy. He circled her belly button once before slipping his hand beneath the waist of her panties. Never letting his eyes leave hers Nathan let her mind guide his hand to where she was most terrified the ice would go. He found her clit, holding the sliver of ice there until it melted. He watched the goose bumps race across her body as she sucked her bottom lip.

When the first cube was gone, two more found then entrance to her virgin hole. One slid neatly between her nether lips, the other held in place over her clit by the tightness of her underwear, the former producing a high pitched squeal from his victim.

With a flourish Nathan produced the next tool of torture, "I found these in your bag…along with some empty thumbtack boxes I might add you evil little thing…and wondered why such an innocent little school girl would bring them to school."

He twirled the long candle deftly in his fingers while the other hand produced a lighter, "Then I had an idea," flame sprung from the lighter, the candle ceased spinning, it's wick in the flame. The candle caught, Mary's eyes were locked on it following as it moved, "Was I right?"

"Yieeee!" Was her answer as the first drop of melted wax landed squarely on her rock hard nipple. Three more drops and three more yelps came before she could gasp out "Y-y-yess….ohh gggoddd!"

"I thought so." He said with an evil laugh and produced another candle, lighting it on the first. With no particular pattern he used the candles dripping wax on her sensitive skin, especially inner thighs, breast, and belly.

Gasping and moaning with every drop of molten wax to touch her flesh Mary's struggles were building a heat of their own. The ice cubes were melting but much too slowly. Everywhere was hot, burning with attention but her pussy was so achingly cold and lonely. If only he'd touch her there! One touch was surely all it would take and she'd explode in orgasm. She wanted to beg for that touch, beg to be fucked. Instead she fought to stay silent, she didn't think herself capable of coherent speech and didn't want him to think it was a plea for him to stop.

A full quarter of each candle had been used when Nathan stopped and began kissing and nibbling his way from her neck to her groin. He'd bite only hard enough to leave light teeth marks and was careful not to disturb the hardening wax. A pair of locking nipple clamps joined by a chain were attached to her breast. The same twine that had bound Ms. Hurmtee's tits connected the center of the chain to the top of her headboard. It was pulled so tightly that even arching her back relieved the tension on Mary's breasts slightly.

Mary's mind had all but shut down, short circuited by arousal, pain and wondrous frustration. She was freezing inside, but he skin was hot and alive with sensation from the wax. She had always liked tweaking her nipples but having it done so harshly, pulled so far by someone else….it hurt terribly and she wished it would go on forever.

Something cool, like lotion was smeared across her tits. She looked down to watch him rub the clear gel in. "oohh." She cooed at the gentle massage of her stretched tits. Only for a second did she wonder why he was wearing rubber glove before she felt it.

The sensation started slowly, a few pin pricks here and there, little phantom itches like those your mind creates when your hands are to busy to scratch. Gradually it built to a maddening itch not unlike the tag on the collar of a new shirt, only worse because it was her whole chest.

Mary began to squirm in what she knew was a vain attempt to free her hands and sooth the itching. Even when he moved the crotch of her panties aside to smear the gel irritant on her nether lips she didn't ask him to stop. Even when the sensations drove tears to her eyes, her whole body tense and sweating she begged not for release but rather, "F-f-fuck…mmerr…me..Please fuck me!"

Nathan knelt upon the bed, lovingly smoothed the damp hair from her brow and kissed her deeply on the mouth. Purring like a kitten Mary's body shuddered as she felt her pussy being filled by him.

The purr of pleasure quickly became a growl of frustration when the thing filling her womb began to gently vibrate. It wasn't him! It was only her mom's dildo! However the fire it was stoking in her pleasure zone, on top of everything else, overrode whatever anger she might have felt.

Need overcame her, hips acting on their own accord began to grind against the intruder but there was nothing to push against. He had let go, leaving the clenching walls of her vagina the only thing holding the toy in place. For a moment he watched her struggles, humping the air while trying to free her arms (though whether it was to fuck herself with the toy or deal with her irritated bits even she didn't know).

Chuckling happily to himself Nathan produced a polaroid camera and began snapping away. Either by sheer luck or long experience and timing he managed to get a clear shot the very instant her expression went from agonizing need to horrified surprise. He had coated the dildo with an especially thick layer of the gel and it had taken a moment for the irritant to mix with her juices and effect her most sensitive flesh.

"Frustrating isn't it?" He smiled, knowing she was enjoying it, "Well I have to go take care of some things so…"

He leaned over seeming to reach for the rope binding her arms. She tensed thinking she was about to be released and unsure how to feel about it but then he kept reaching. He turned the clock radio over on its face.

"I'm going to leave you like this for a while, I'll be back. Maybe." He turned and walked out the door without a backward glance, "Don't wait up."

Mary was left alone in the dark, tits stretched to the max, itching like crazy in her most sensitive places. The maddening it included the tender flesh that gripped the vibrator that was running too low to bring her over the edge. She was certain he'd done that on purpose, just like hiding the face of her only clock. He was torturing her mind as well as body. She loved it…at first but moments went by and he didn't return. So she assumed it was another test and willed herself strong enough to endure the torment for his pleasure. The night crept slowly by and she began to worry…he had said 'maybe'….

The night dragged on for Mary as she lay there in increasing discomfort and frustration. Uselessly her hips thrust against the air but found nothing to drive the vibrator any deeper. For a time she tried to occupy herself by trying to lick her nipples but even stretched as they were she could not quite reach.

Finally she gave up, her mind in turmoil. Her tits were sore from being stretched. There was a maddening itch in and around her pussy as well as her breast that she could do nothing about. Neither could she do anything to help or hinder the dildo attacking her womb.

All of this and she was scared. Not scared that Nathan, her tormentor, would leave her trapped like this to be found who knows when. Rather she was terrified that he had left her like this and would never return to torture her this way again.

Also, not that she would admit it, even if she were fully conscious of it, it was terrifying to realize just how much suffering like this turned her on. She had never been a cruel girl but sexually tormenting her teacher was the most fun she'd ever had. Neither had she looked at another pretty girl as anything other than perhaps someone to be jealous of but now strange, naughty thought floated through her head in the locker room. More than anything, though, she wanted Nathan. Wanted to suffer for him, scream for him, serve him, fuck him, and please him.

Nathan saw all of this in Mary's mind as she dozed fitfully. He smiled, her developing needs and desires were so contrary to everything she had been taught it would doubtlessly make her an emotional wreck if she stopped reacting on instinct and thought about it. He had seen it many times before, both in potential slaves as well as other aspects of life, a person with needs, talents or desires so contrary to their beliefs they could never be happy.

That's what made Mary such a treasure in his eyes. It would be so simple for him to slip into her mind and remake it into whatever suited him. He had done so to countless other women. Or he could do it more traditionally, through torture and cruelty break her and retrain her into a subservient thing. This too he had done innumerable times.

"No," he whispered to himself, she was so close and willing to become that perfection he saw within. He was determined not to tamper with her mind but nurture her instincts.

Soothing her mind to a restful sleep he gently took a warm sponge and cleaned away the irritant from her breast and pussy lips. Tossing her soaked panties aside and withdrew the vibrator, turning it off. He held the toy just below her nose as he tenderly fingered her clit. Whether from her own scent or impending orgasm he didn't know but when she opened her mouth in a gasp for air he slid the vibrator in. Much to his delight she began to suck on it as the orgasm swept over her.

Slipping a pair of Ben-Wa balls into her cunt he untied the twine holding her nipple chain to the headboard, adjusted the chains clamps to a safe pressure and left her to sleep peacefully the rest of the night.

=

Mary woke to the sound of her alarm clock, feeling more rested than she could ever remember. She moved to sit up and was startled to find that she could. For a split second the thought she had imagined the previous night but then noticed she still work the nipple chain. Also there were faint traces where the rope had been tied around her wrists.

There was a note next to the alarm clock. It read:

Mary,

Last night you did well. Today is your final test. Your instructions are as follows:

1. Your pussy is to be shaved bare.

2. You are to wear the outfit I have provided including the nipple chain from last night, nothing more or less.

3. When sitting there is to be nothing between the chair and your ass.

4. You will masturbate as much as necessary to leave pussy juice on every chair you sit in.

5. The balls in your pussy are known as "Ben-Wa". They are to remain in you at all times. Orgasms are forbidden.

6. You will eat lunch in the cafeteria like a normal student.

7. Ms. Hurmtee has her own orders do nothing to interfere with them .

Signed,

Nathan

She read the note three times, heart pounding in her chest. Many of the orders excited her, some confused her. Numbers 3 and 4 scared her a little. How was she supposed to get away with frigging herself in all her classes?

Looking at the clock brought the realization that she needed to start getting ready or risk being late. She hopped out of bed trotting to her bathroom.

"Oh god!" The sensation caused by the balls moving as she did made Mary stop so quickly she nearly fell over. She tried walking again, this time more slowly. The sensation was still there, building slowly even more frustrating than the previous night's vibrator. Especially since she doubted she could run fast enough to bring herself off using them. "Walking to class is going to be interesting."

Using a pair of scissors she trimmed her downy bush as closely as she could then grabbed her leg razor and got into the shower. Slowly, with extreme care she began shaving her sensitive nether region. Nervously, and awkward from lack of experience, she pulled her puffy little lips this way and that until she could be sure not a trace of hair remained.

The outfit was a simple pleated skirt (just barely long enough for school regulations) and a flimsy sleeveless blouse made of thin silk. Fully dressed she took a few minutes to experiment. The skirts length would not make rule 3 too difficult. On the other hand the blouse while loose fitting the way it hung would clearly display her nipples if they were aroused (which the chain's clamps would ensure). Plus its top two buttons had been cut off, already having a low neckline and overlarge arm holes this ensured that if she did anything but sit perfectly still and straight it would become blatantly obvious she had no bra on.

School was relatively uneventful, save for the two times she got carried away playing with herself and began to whimper out loud.

"S-sorry, uh stomach ache." She muttered to the staring eyes.

Other than that nobody seemed to notice she kept on hand between her legs in each class.

Even Ms. Hurmtee's class went relatively normal, as far as Mary knew or could tell the teacher was not under any form of bondage or torment, not even a collar. She couldn't help wondering, however, how the older woman had gotten through her predicament the previous night.

The bell rang, Mary began gathering her things while sucking her own juices from her fingers. She was trying to figure out how she would be able to rush to the other end of the school in time for class without cumming from the balls in her pussy.

"Mary, would you stay a moment?"

Shocked out of her musings Mary, panicked. Was she in trouble? Was this school related or something to do with Nathan? "Y-yes Ms. Hurmtee."

As she walked up to the desk the Hurmtee was pulling a medium sized package from her desk. "You mistakenly left this under your desk yesterday, Mary. I thought it might be important."

Mary took the package hesitantly, "I….uhhmm…."

Talking through a forced smile Hurmtee went on, "For heavens sake…it's from him read the damn note."

"Oh!" She smiled, tucking the package under he arm she ran off. She had to stop several times to stop from cumming in the middle of the hall.

She could tell that by now word of her outfit, and probable lack of a bra, had spread to most of the boys in the school. Every now and then she'd catch one trying to look down her shirt, or staring at the little bumps in her shirt that identified her nipples. Knowing she was being watched excited Mary but was frustrating at the same time, now she had to be extra careful not to get carried away while jerking herself off.

As her fingers slid in and out of her wet hole she read the note attached to the package. It was simple and direct:

Change into this immediately after school. I assume you will understand the look I want .

It was a relief when the final bell rang. She had been so distracted all day it was a wonder she hadn't been given detention.

"Of course, I do have to stay after school though!" She smiled to herself, rushing off to her hideout bathroom.

Slamming the door shut behind her Mary immediately tore into the package. The contents took her breath away. With her heart pounding, hands shaking she tore off her clothes.

=

Mary looked herself over. The black, strapless bustier had 'wonderbra' cups that made her cleavage much more impressive than usual. "You could almost believe they were D's!" She laughed.

The gentle curve of her taunt belly was visible above the black lace thong. The lace pattern was thin enough to make clear her lack of bush, its straps riding high on her hips. The straps of the matching garter belt framed the pale globes of her ripe bum. Her stockings were a spider-web pattern.

She wobbled slightly on the shiny black heels as she turned to check her makeup. The shoes were difficult to get use to but the effect of the makeup was stunning. Mary didn't look at all like herself. She was now, pale with accentuated cheek bones, dark purple eye shadow, and matching lipstick. Following through with the look provided by the outfit she messed her hair up stylishly like a gothic club dancer.

Checking her reflection one last time Mary hurried off to Hurmtee's class room, tottering on the unfamiliar shoes.

The door was closed but not locked, Mary walked in with her heart pounding in combined anticipation of what was to come and exhilaration from having walked the length of the school in her underwear.

Nathan was at the teachers desk, leaning back in the chair, feet propped up. He was wearing only silk pants like pajama bottoms.

Hurmtee was in a slave harness made of leather straps and D rings. She was writing "I AM A LESBIAN SLUT AND PEDOPHILE" over and over on the chalk board. It was rather sloppy writing as she had to hold the chalk in her mouth due to the mono glove binding her arms behind her.

"Ah, and the star of the evening arrives!" Nathan clapped his hands and hopped to his feet. Hurmtee tensed but continued her task.

Mary blushed, "Did I do alright?" She struck a pose, nearly toppling over having forgotten about the high heels.

Nathan laughed, steadying the girl. "Very good, hardly would have recognized you, if the outfit hadn't been my choice. Did you enjoy yourself last night?"

"Oh yes!" She nodded vigorously, but then cast her eyes down, "But…why? Why didn't you fuck me?"

"I hadn't decided to make you mine yet." He said, kissing her forehead.

"But..but I'd….do anything you want…." She whimpered.

"Would you?" he smiled, "if you are to be with me you must obey me above all others. You will be loyal to me alone. Can you do that?"

Mary was so horny, so excited, she needed him more than anything she could ever imagine, "Yes..anything…just PLEASE…"

"Even if I wanted you to hurt a friend?" Nathan had moved away from her now, behind Hurmtee's desk again.

Confused an a little worried, Mary began to fidget. "What?"

"If I told you I wanted to watch you rape one of your friends. Do you think you could do it?"

Mary was shocked, the thought was evil, naughty, slightly arousing but (much to her surprise) not revolting, "I….ahhh…."

"Because that's what you're going to do…" He opened the closet behind Hurmtee's desk, "If you seriously want to become my slave."

Nathan hefted a limp bundle from the closet, carrying it to the front of the class room. He set it down on the floor, it was a young girl perhaps a year older than Mary. The girl was wearing only her underwear and a blindfold. Nathan began undoing the knots around her ankles keeping the blond girl hogtied but left her arms bound at her back.

"That's Anna McKeen!" Mary gasped, finally recognizing the bound girl.

The gag was removed from the apparently unconscious girl, drool ran down her cheek, "I do believe you're right. Anna here snuck out to hang with some of her friends last night. They got separated and she spent the night here in Hurmtee's closet."

Anna's legs were attached to a spreader bar and she was rolled onto her back. "You knew her I believe?"

It never occurred to her to ask how he knew that, Mary just nodded, "Yea, we were pretty close in elementary and Junior High….." She could feel her pussy clenching around the Ben Wa balls.

"Good, Ms. Hurmtee…my bag please."

Carefully the teacher set down the chalk, making a face as she tried to spit away the taste. Slowly she made her way to the corner, the one foot hobbling chain slowing her progress, to retrieve his bag. Having no hands free she had to pick it up and carry it with her mouth. Luckily for her it wasn't very heavy today. Setting the bag at his feet she knelt quietly awaiting her next orders.

Nathan pulled several items out of the bag, a video camera, digital camera and a wooden box that was somewhat bigger than a shoe box.

=

Jessica recognized that box, she'd had to stifle a gasp when she saw it. For years its contents had brought her countless pleasures, it was where she had kept her 'rape supplies'. Her mind automatically flashed back to the last time she had seen it. It was not a pleasant memory.

Jessica was kneeling in the vet's office of the kennel, having just undergone her weekly bee venom tit injection, when she was told Sara's mother had returned from her trip and wanted to "meet that worthless shit sack that hurt my daughter".

An older woman walked in, her hair black and wavy like Sara's. The woman had never been gorgeous by any means but wasn't bad looking for a housewife with a young daughter.

"So you're it the one that did all those things to the little girls? Don't deny it, I've seen the pictures."

Jessica was in no position to argue, the ring gag that had nearly broken her jaw to don didn't let her do much more than drool.

"This is what you used isn't it?" She tapped the box Hurmtee had kept her toys in. "Can you imagine how those girls felt? Probably not. I'm going to show you though."

She opened the box, removing the strapon. "Do you like it? Beadwork is a hobby of mine." The shaft of the dildo had been covered with strips of rough sand paper, glued to the spaces between those strips were hundreds of craft beads. They were all different colors and came in a dozen different shapes; stars, triangles, cubes, spirals etc.

"Now I'm not a lesbian whore like you," She said, dropping her slacks and donning the sex toy over her conservative panties, "But it's a step I'm willing to take to teach you a lesson for hurting my little girl."

Hurmtee couldn't move, still being strapped in place for the injections, as the angry mother walked around to her rear. There was no build up, no snide comments, and certainly no lube. The modified dildo simply plunged into Jessica's cunt with all the force her tormentor could muster. Not normally the one doing the penetrating portion of sex Sara's mother simply rocked her hips back and forth in a mechanical exaggeration of what her husband did in their love making.

It went on for hours, neither getting any sexual pleasure from the experience but the mother was quite proud that for the next day or so Hurmtee was nearly paralyzed with internal pain.

=

Nathan opened the box, removed two vials and a syringe, then passed the box to Mary. "Everything you need is in there. Your own cat-'o-nine tails, a strapon, and Hurmtee's old 'rape collar'. "

The syringe plunged into the girl's shoulder, "I'm giving her the antidote. She'll be fully awake in about 60 seconds. If you want to be with me, fuck her. Not just have sex with her, RAPE her."

"I…" She began and was silenced by his finger on her lips, she had to resist the urge to lick it.

"Remember this is a one way decision. Once your mine, your are for ever. If you choose no…you'll never see the three of us again." He took his finger away.

Mary sucked her bottom lip, fretting. On the floor groaning her way back to consciousness was her one time friend Anna. They were still in Drama together! Could she really rape another girl?

She looked at Nathan, his face was carefully neutral letting her make up her own mind. She thought about the previous night and everything he had shown her to this point.

Mary nodded, her mind made up she gave her self a quick nod.

"Whore, get these panties off me!"

=

Hurmtee, jolted from her painful memories looked up expectantly at Nathan.

He nodded, giving her permission as he handed the box to Mary.

The teacher's large tits wobbled as she shuffled over to Mary's side. Leaning forward, taking the waistband gently in her teeth. She only paused for a second as the sent of the young girls arousal overwhelmed her. Quivering with her own desire, Hurmtee worked the thong down the curvy legs. She waited patiently for them to be stepped out of then picked them up holding them in her teeth like a trained dog. Smelling Mary's dampness and there was a patch of cloth soaked with those juices mere inches from her lips was driving Hurmtee crazy. Tonight, however, she had a reason other than pain to obey and she was determined not to fail.

=

Mary stepped out of her panties. Anna began to moan a little, waking up slowly. The strapon was more difficult than Mary had anticipated.

"They don't show this part in pornos I bet!" She muttered, fumbling with a buckle. Finally securing the fake prick she put on the collar and tested it, "So how does it make me sound?...Oh wow!"

Her voice came out with a mechanical buzzing making her sound almost robotic.

"Hello? Somebody? Can some one help me?" It was Anna, still half groggy but able to realize she was bound and blindfolded.

Mary looked up at Nathan, her first instinct had been to help the blond. He simply shrugged as if to say "well what are you going to do?"

She bit her lip, steeled her nerves and spoke. "There's nobody to help you…whore!" She tried to sound harsh but her voice quavered a little.

The girl squirmed but couldn't break her bonds. Mary knelt next to her running a finger along her own lips. "Have you ever eaten pussy, whore? Because you're going to eat mine…"

"No! No! let me go!" The girl thrashed about, "Please!!"

Taking her words from stories she'd heard Mary went on, tracing Anna's bra with a fingernail, "You aren't going any were sweety. We're going to have some fun. Now beg me to fuck you…"

"Nooooo!!!" Anna wailed, thrashing even harder.

The cat made a series of loud snaps as it struck the girls inner thighs from knee to pussy lips. Her every muscle tensed, arching her like a bridge as she shrieked in pain, "STOPITSTOPITStooopppp!!!!Please…"

Mary kept swinging, even as she spoke.. "Say it, say you want me to fuck you!"

"ppleeeaasssee…." Some tears were escaping from under the blind…

A small detached part of Mary's mind marveled, how could this girl not want to be fucked? Mary had ever since she knew what fucking was! The rest of her mind was occupied with NOT thinking about what she was doing because if she let herself realize she was whipping another girl her age she'd freak out, get scared and stop. Instead she focused on thinking of all the things she imagined having done to her. So what if it was happening to another girl, by her hand?

"OK!!! I'll say it, ok? Just…just stopp….p-p-pplease…"

"Please what?" Mary was breathing hard, her hand was shaking, and a river was flowing from her cunt down her leg. She let the strands dangle, unintentionally teasing the reddening thigh of her victim.

"P-pplease…f-fuck *sniff* me.."

"As you wish…" Mary smiled up at Nathan, who nodded back. She hadn't intended to but in her excitement while pulling down Anna's panties one side tore in two, leaving the underwear to dangle from one leg.

Anna's pussy was bald Mary noticed and, deciding to go with what little lesbian experience she had, she leaned took a deep wif and stuck out her tongue.

The way Anna moved she might as well have just been electrocuted when the wetness from her tormentors tongue made contact with her labia. The way she thrashed about wasn't doing her much good but Mary was kneed in the head quite accidentally.

Pissed now, she grabbed the blond's hips. Digging her nails in for grip Mary attacked the cunt before her viciously with tongue and teeth. There was no mistaken attempt to please the bound girl Mary just wanted a thorough tasting of pussy and after being kneed in the head…so what if it made the girl cry?

After having licked and bitten almost every inch of pussy flesh twice Mary remembered the new equipment between her own legs. Giggling a little, she reached up, took a handful of tit in each hand and dragged herself to lay on top pf Anna. She began humping her hips like the guys in pornos.

"Damn these are hard to aim!" She though to herself after her third attempt to penetrate the girls lips. "How do guys do it?"

Finally she leaned back and guided it in by hand. Being a virgin (technically) and certainly never having been on this side of the sexual equation her movements were clumsy and uncertain, like everyone that first time.

"Oh! Oohhhh!" Mary moaned, smiling as the strapon's friction worked its magic on her own clit. She stopped thinking about it and rode the sensation humping poor Anna's cunt with all her might.

The blond girl was crying and whimpering, it sounded a little like hiccups. Mary leaned forward and inhaled a mouthful of tit and bit down hard as she sucked. Anna bucked and shrieked with the pain. Her thrashing was sending extra jolts of pleasure through the strapon to her tormentor's clit.

Mary did this several times, then decided how far she could stretch Anna's nipples, using her teeth.

Finally Mary came, pulling a handful of the blonds hair she forced her mouth open for a deep French kiss. With all her thrashing the blindfold had worked loose and as the kiss broke the two teens looked each other in the eye.

Panicked Mary froze wide eyed. Hundreds of thoughts ran through her head. One of the worst happened.

Anna's tear reddened eyes looked up at her rapist in confusion, "W-why?" Then a look of recognition spread across her face, "M-my god!! I know y…."

=

At that second Nathan pounced. More accurately his thoughts did the pouncing, directly on to those of the defenseless blond. He worked quickly and subtly having practiced hundreds of times on his own rape victims. It took less than a second but in his mind it always seemed like hours.

"Time must be different at the speed of though" he mused watching the scene play out.

=

"I know…" Anna paused, confused she thought she'd recognized…but no… "Know where some money is! Let me go and you can have it!!!"

The momentary pause seemed to unfreeze Mary. She fumbled with the blindfold, cinching it back in place, a little too hard perhaps. Breathing hard, dildo still in her victim she looked around. Ms. Hurmtee still knelt beside her, thong held daintily in her teeth, her pussy was dripping. Nathan was leaning against the wall, holding a digital camcorder.

"Was it good for you?" He smiled

She laughed, it sounded odd through the collar, "Yeah…"

He tossed her some thin rope "Wrap her up, we're done for now."

She had never been a Girl Scout, or even camping but still managed to bind the struggling girl in a sort of fetal position. Rope was wound around one knee, ran behind Anna's neck to the other knee and pulled tight (Mary sat on her legs to make it tighter), bringing knees and chin into close proximity. The spreader bar was removed, ankles were tied together and bound to the wrists. She looked up to Nathan for approval.

Putting the camera away he nodded, "We'll need to work on your knot tying but I like the crotch rope."

She smiled, "Thanks! Um, now what?"

"Now, We leave and I make you mine." He stood, a bundle of thin rope in his hands, "Stand up."

Heart thundering in her chest Mary did as she was told. He had said it! He was going to make her his ! She couldn't have hid the look of joy on her face if she wanted too.

He walked behind her, gently guiding her arms to meet behind her back. The rope was wrapped around the elbows and pulled tight and tied so they would meet, Mary moaned slightly, then down to the wrists where it wrapped around again. The strapon was removed and tossed in his bag then the rope was pulled tightly down the crack of her ass and between her pussy lips, was knotted several times near her pussy, then traveled straight up to loop once around her neck.

The loop was not tight enough to choke her but would keep tension on her arms while forcing her to arch her back.

"No need to hide these any more either…" He smiled at her as he tucked the cups of the bustier down to reveal her breasts. He pulled the nipple chain free to dangle in the air.

Mary's eyes were closed, biting her lower lip trying not to explode in orgasm right there. Her hips were rocking, subconsciously trying to rub the knots against her clit, "Oh god! He's tying me up! I'm going to be his slave! Oh shit I'm gonna cum again!! He's going to FUCK ME!!" These thoughts rushed though her head and when he ran his fingers down the rope to straighten it and his fingers brushed her pussy lips.

She couldn't hold it back any more, she came so hard her knees went weak. With no arms to balance herself with Mary lost her balance and fell into him. He held her against his chest, lightly massaging her pussy as she moaned trying to catch her breath.

"Thank you…" She whispered looking up with big doe eyes.

He held up his hand, it was covered in a thick coat of her slick juices. "You certainly are a messy little thing." He licked one of his fingers, "Hmmm…a little like strawberry…"

He brought his hand to her lips. She stuck her tongue out tentatively, not sure if that's what he wanted, and gave a gentle lick to his palm. He nodded so she continued. Soon he joined her in cleaning her juices, when their lips met the first time it was an accident, the second time he pulled her close and tried to inhale her tongue while searching her tonsils with his own.

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Nathan broke the kiss staring hard into her eyes. He could tell he was scaring her a little but he was upset. Not with her, no she was perfect but with himself. It had been a long time since he had felt true passion with a woman, not since….Well not since a long time ago. He certainly didn't make a habit of showing it. This girl does something to him, though, something he couldn't explain. He doesn't like not being able to explain things.

"Go wait in the parking lot." He ordered her, "You will not hide and you will not cum."

Mary nodded quickly and walked out of the classroom, wobbling slightly on the heels.

He turned to Hurmtee, panties still in her mouth she quickly turned away, pretending she hadn't been watching. Nathan of course knew what she was thinking. He had shown an emotion other than hate or contempt in front of her. That was dangerous, she might think it a weakness and do something stupid like try to use it against him. That would not go well for her.

"Let's clear that delusion from her mind right now." He thought, giving Anna another dose of the knockout drug.

"Spit those damn things out." He ordered

Not giving her any warning he simply grabbed Hurmtee's nipples and lifted cruelly, forcing her to squeal and scramble to her feet.

"Make those fuck sacks useful and erase the board. Unless you want your students to read the truth about you in your own writing"

When she didn't move immediately he grabbed her by the hair and drove her over to the blackboard. Pressing her chest against the board he began rocking her side to side, using her tits as erasers, "Like this you stupid cunt. Or don't you want your gift?"

"Ahh !ouch! Shit…I'll do it…Fuck.." She tried to shake of his grip.

"Good, I'm taking off your mono-glove. When you're done you can take Anna back to your place. You can do anything else you want to her as long as she's an obedient pussy licker by the time I tell you to let her go. I don't care if she likes it, she just has to do it when told. Understood?"

"Yes, sir."

"If you screw this up you'll never leave that kennel again unless I'm pissed and want something to hurt."

He never made empty threats, her heart froze. "Y-yyes sir."

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Mary was shivering. It was cool out, certainly, but she was also nervous. She was tied up, practically naked and utterly alone. Finally she heard the school door open, her heart jumped for a second fearing it might not be him.

Someone walked up behind her and put their arm around her shoulder. It was Nathan; she took a deep breath, willing her heart to slow down. He began leading her to the car.

"I have a question, sir"

"Yes, What is it?"

"Well, Anna …when her blindfold came off…She recognized me. I know it but only for a second…then she, I dunno, forgot."

"So?"

"How did that happen?"

He was quiet as they got in the car. He started it then turned to her, "I suppose I could tell you…" He undid the zipper on his pants, "Or I could let you suck my dick on the ride to dinner…."

Mary's heart jumped, wedging itself in her throat. She looked from his eyes to his crotch and back again. Licking her lips, she gave a weak whimper and leaned over…

To be continued.

Authors Note: Anna was created to resemble a fan who requested to be included in the story.