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RP by Request: Slave Teacher (nc, bd) Ch.3-4   

The content of this story is of sexual nature and may involve blackmail, 
bondage and non-consensual sex. Anyone who may be offended by these 
stuff please do not read. All characters are fictitious. Any resemblance 
to anyone either alive or dead is purely coincidental. This story is 
intended for ADULTS only. If you are under 18 PLEASE DO NOT READ.  


Slave Teacher  

(c) 1998 Roadrunner  

III.  

Karen panicked when she heard someone talking outside the storeroom. She 
would die of shame if some students found her like this, kneeling naked 
on the floor in a storeroom. She was relieved when she realized that it 
was only Steve and Mark, and scolded herself for being stupid enough to 
think that Mark would come on his own. "Hi slut," Steve greeted her as 
they entered the room, "I see that you're ready for your punishment."
      "Y-yes, sir," Karen answered, blushing.
      "So you have not only disobeyed your instructions but also lied 
about it," said Steve as he put his bag on the floor. "Yes, sir." Karen 
answered submissively, trying not to invoke further punishments.
      "Now slut," Steve continued as he took his stuff out of the bag, 
"for lying to Mark, you'll be given fifteen strokes of the ruler," he 
said as he show her a long wooden ruler, "and for wearing your panties 
without permission, you are to shave your pussy and keep it shaved all 
the time."
      "Oh, God, no! Please!" Karen pleaded and Whack! Steve reached 
forward and hit her ass real hard with the ruler. "Ouch!" Karen cried 
out in pain and surprise. "You just earned yourself five extra strokes, 
and that one doesn't count. Now have you got anything more to say?"
      "Oh, no, oh, oh," Karen whined as she rubbed her ass.
      "Now since we've already started, why don't we just get on with 
it?" said Mark, "Come here, slut, and bend over the table."
      Obediently, Karen walked over to the table and bent over it. 
Trembling slightly, she lowered her head in shame and waited as Steve 
positioned himself behind her. Steve looked at the smooth, white globes 
of her ass and couldn't help reaching out to caress it. Karen's whole 
body stiffened as she felt his hand touch her, then she relaxed a bit as 
Steve continued caressing her. Suddenly, Steve took his hand away and 
whack! the ruler landed squarely across her ass.
      "Ah!" Karen cried out in pain. "Keep your voice down, slut!" Steve 
scolded, "And keep your hands on the table or you're going to get more!" 
Whack! Whack! "Oh, Oh, oooh," Karen moaned as Steve went on hitting her. 
When the twenty strokes were over, her whole body was shaking and her 
eyes were filled with tears. "Keep your hands on the table," said Mark 
as he picked up the camera, "and look at me." Karen obeyed and let out a 
cry of dismay as she saw the camera in his hands, but before she could 
say anything Mark had already pressed the shutter. "Look here, slut!" 
said Mark as he savored the view in the viewfinder: Karen the young and 
sexy teacher bent over the table, with her long, shapely legs topped by 
her smooth round buttocks, now criss-crossed with angry red welts, with 
tears in her eyes and an imploring look on her face. Mark felt like his 
cock was going to burst out of his pants.
      "Okay," he said after taking some more photos, "now shall we get 
on with the second part of the punishment, or do you need more 
persuasion, slut?"
      "N--no, sir," Karen answered meekly. She was getting more and more 
used to being called "slut" and answering with "sir". "Here," said Steve 
as he brought over a chair. "Sit down and spread your legs wide." Karen 
obeyed and winced as her ass touched the chair. "I said spread your legs 
wide! That's it! Now, take these," said Steve as he handed her a razor 
and a can of shaving cream. "Better hurry up before we get you back to 
that table again."
      "Oh, God," Karen gasped as she looked at the razor and the shaving 
cream in her hands. Now not only Mark was taking pictures, Steve had 
also set the videocam up. "C'mon, do it!" Biting her lip, Karen sprayed 
some shaving cream onto her pussy. She shuddered as she felt the cold 
cream on her skin. Then she began shaving slowly. At first her hand was 
trembling so much that she had to stop before she cut herself, but then 
she managed to clam herself down. She kept her head down all the time as 
she shaved, not daring to face the camera once. When she finally 
finished she was given a wet towel to wipe herself clean. "Now stand up, 
slut, and look at me," Steve ordered.
      Karen stood up and gasped as she felt the cool air on her ass and 
pussy. Her ass was still burning from the ruler, and her pussy felt raw 
after the shaving. She couldn't help covering it and rubbing it with her 
hand. This gave Steve an idea.
      "That's right, slut, play with yourself." Karen looked up at him 
in shock. She couldn't believe that yet more humiliations were coming. 
"Do it or we'll go out and get a student to do that for you!"
      "Oh, no! Please!" "Then do it!" "Y-yes, yes..." Closing her eyes, 
Karen began rubbing her pussy gently. The shaving had made it very 
sensitive, and soon she was getting wetting and wetter. "Play with your 
tits, kiss them." As Steve instructed, Karen held her breasts up to her 
mouth and licked her nipples, which soon became rock-hard. Then, 
foundling her breasts and holding them to her mouth with one hand, she 
reached down to resume rubbing her pussy with the other. She soon find 
herself getting hotter and hotter despite the humiliation--in fact, it 
seemed that the humiliation was adding to her excitement. Her breath 
quickened, and she heard the sound of the shutter vaguely.
      "Turn around and show us that nice ass of yours," Steve went on. 
"That's right. Keep your feet apart, wider. Now bend over." Karen obeyed 
almost automatically, bending over until her head was between her legs. 
She was aware that in so doing, with her bare pussy completely open to 
view between her wide-spread legs and her breasts hanging upside-down, 
she was presenting a really lewd sight. "Finger-fuck yourself." Her 
hands quickly reached up to her pussy and while one rubbed her clit, the 
other thrust first one finger, then two, up her wet hole. "Oh, oh, oh," 
she began moaning gently as she fucked herself with two fingers, faster 
and faster. "Play with your asshole." Much ashamed by this order, Karen 
was too close to coming to object. While she continuing finger-fucking 
herself with her left hand, her right hand reached up and slowly she 
thrust her forefinger into her tight asshole. At this she couldn't hold 
back any longer and came with a loud moan, and collapsed onto her knees.
      Steve immediately took off his pants and walked over to Karen. He 
pushed her onto all fours and thrust two fingers into Karen's pussy, 
getting them wet with her juices. Then slowly, he thrust them up her 
asshole. "Ah! No!" Karen immediately cried out in alarm. "Have you been 
fucked up the ass before, slut?" "N-no...pl-please..." "Then it's time 
for you to offer it to your master!" He chuckled and with these words 
began pushing his cock into her tight, virgin asshole. "No, noooooOh! 
Ah!" Karen whimpered as she felt Steve's cock eased all the way into 
her. She moaned as he held still, feeling it throbbing inside her. "Can 
you feel it, slut?" Steve panted, "can you feel my hard cock up your 
ass?" "Oh, oh, oh," Karen moaned in reply, which was not good enough for 
Steve. He grabbed her right nipple and pinched it hard, drawing a cry of 
pain from her. "Say it!" He said as he pinched her again. "Ouch! Y-yes 
I-I can feel your h-hard cock up my a-ass..." "Say that you love it!" 
"I-I love the f-feeling of your h-hard cock up my ass..." Karen was 
spared from being forced to say more humiliating things when Mark came 
over and pushed his cock in her mouth. Together the two men started 
thrusting in and out of her, and Karen was soon letting out muffled 
moans and cries. Mark came first and flooded her mouth with come. After 
he withdrew, Steve also felt himself coming. He pulled out from her ass, 
stood in front of her and sprayed his come all over her face and 
breasts.
      They allowed her to rest for a while. Then, as Amy was not there, 
Karen was made to clean herself up. While they filmed, she was ordered 
to wipe the come off her face and then lick it off her fingers. Then she 
had to lick her breasts clean. She was exhausted after the ordeal, and 
her hands were trembling as they held her breasts to her mouth. When all 
this was finally done, Steve threw her a brown paper bag and said, "Okay 
slut, you've just earned this. Wear one of them to school tomorrow," he 
chuckled, "we'll be nice this time and let you pick one yourself." 
      Inside the paper bag were a pair of crotchless panties and several 
g-strings. Even though she was terrified by the idea of having to wear 
one of them to school, this time Karen knew better than to disobey, and 
when she when to school the following day, she had under her short skirt 
a white g-string with lace, which was the one with most material that 
she could find. Her male colleagues grinned when they saw her appear 
again in her short skirt. She was wearing a polo shirt that day, since 
it had got only two buttons and didn't open all the way at the front, so 
even though she had to leave all the buttons open, she didn't have to 
worry about showing more than she already had to. Still, her nipples 
were clearly visible through the fabric. Some male colleagues began to 
tease her, and students whistled as she passed by. She was greeted by 
the same whispering and giggling whenever she went into a classroom, but 
she tried her best to ignore it.
      Her heart sank when it's time for Amy's class again. As she had 
feared, when she was writing on the blackboard, Amy happened to drop her 
pen again. Karen blushed with embarrassment as she stared at the pen 
lying next to her feet. Then, as quickly as possible, she bent over and 
picked it up. From the commotion of the class, she thought they must 
have seen her bare buttocks when she bent over. To hide her 
embarrassment, she quickly turned her back on the class and began 
writing on the blackboard. But then she heard a noise and another pen 
was dropped onto the floor.
      "Excuse me, Miss Johnson," it was Jeff, a boy sitting in the front 
row, "could you pick that up for me please?" he said with a wicked grin 
on his face, and almost the entire class burst out laughing. "Quiet, 
Please!" Karen fought back her tears of anger and humiliation, "and you, 
you pick it up yourself!" she said to Jeff angrily. Although in the end 
Jeff did come out and picked the pen up himself, Karen knew secretly 
that her future with this class was now doomed.


IV.  

Karen felt like she's going to throw up when she saw that Jeff had 
stayed behind after class. "What is it, Jeff?" She asked as causally as 
she could, hoping that somehow all he wanted was just to ask her about 
homework. She was immediately let down.
        "I know what you've been doing, miss Johnson." Jeff said 
bluntly.
        "Excuse me?"
        "You heard me. I know what you've been doing."
        "Now have you forgotten your manners, young man?" Karen tried to 
act firm, but her voice was already shaking.
        "I saw you yesterday! You took off your panties after school and 
walked across the playground so that everyone could see. You're an 
exhibitionist! I know!"
        "That's bullshit!" Karen lost her temper. "Say that again and 
you'll regret it for the rest of your life!"
        "Oh yeah?" Jeff sneered. Karen really hated him. You think 
you're smart, huh? She thought to herself. You're just a kid and you 
don't know shit... "Then what's this?" said Jeff as he threw a photo at 
her.
        Karen suppressed the urge to strike the boy and picked the photo 
up. Her blood froze when she saw what it was. It showed her walking in 
the playground, with her skirt partly raised, providing a glimpse of her 
pussy. Just a glimpse, but it showed clearly that she wasn't wear 
anything under her skirt. How could it be? Karen thought. I thought I've 
already been very careful...
        "There's more if you like," Jeff added. "With some from behind 
too."
        "How did you get this?" "Well," Jeff laughed again, "just lucky, 
I guess. I came to school yesterday planning to show off my new camera 
and impress some girls, but I guess I ended up with something much 
better!"
        "Give them back to me! Or I'll get you kicked out, right now!"
        "No way! And if these photos get passed around, I think you're 
the one who's going to get kicked out! Unless you do as I say, I'll give 
the photos out to everyone in the school! I'll even post them on the 
internet!"
      "What do you want?" Karen asked with clenched fists, feeling that 
she no longer had the upper hand. But then she knew immediately what he 
wanted. The boy was staring straight at her breasts, and was making no 
attempt to hide that.
      "I...I want you," Jeff said. "I want to fuck you," he said again 
with more confidence.
      "How dare you!" Although she was expecting something like that, 
Karen felt utterly humiliated to really hear it from the mouth of her 
teenage student. "You fuck me and you'll get you photos back, one for 
each time," said Jeff, improvising. "There're totally twelve of them. 
I'll keep the negatives as a souvenir."
        "Are you kidding?" Karen went mad again. "Do you know what 
you're doing? You try to blackmail me? I can go to the po-"
      "Shut up, Bitch!" Jeff interrupted her. This is really cool, he 
thought, calling his teacher "bitch". "You can go to the cops if you 
want, and let's hear what they'll say when they find out you're walking 
around without your panties! That's the offer, you either take it or 
not."
      "Why can't you just give me the photos! Please!" Karen pleaded, 
"You don't know what really happened!"
      "I don't care!" Jeff said, "but I do know what's going to happen 
if you don't do as I say!"
      "Alright you prick!" Karen never thought that she would one day 
use the word on her students. "Alright! Just do what you want and get it 
over with!" she was shaking all over. This just can't be real...
      Jeff on his part could hardly believe it either, and he wasn't 
sure what to do for a moment. "Since you mentioned 'prick'," he finally 
said, "why don't we begin from there? Get down on your knees, miss 
Johnson."
      Blushing with humiliation, Karen knelt down in front of her 
student. "Unzip my fly, no wait, show me your tits first."
      "What?"
      "You heard me, show me your tits!"
      "Oh, God..." reluctantly Karen lifted her polo-shirt to above her 
breasts. "Wow!" Jeff exclaimed as he saw the firm, white globes of her 
breasts. Karen closed her eyes in dismay as he reached out to fondle 
them, and soon her nipples were rock-hard. Cool! Jeff thought, as he 
unzipped and took out his cock. "Suck it!" he said in a coarse voice.
      Karen opened her mouth to say something, but then resigned and 
leaned forward, and with her hand guiding took the boy's cock into her 
mouth. She held it in her mouth, trying to overcome the humiliation. 
"C'mon, suck it!" Jeff said impatiently, and she began to move her head 
back and forth. Even now Jeff still found it hard believe that this was 
really happening. Yesterday he was still the geek, and now his gorgeous 
teacher, who looked a thousand times prettier than any of the girls he 
secretly fancied, was sucking his dick! And showing him her tits! He 
couldn't hold back his excitement any longer and started shooting his 
come into Karen's mouth. At this moment the door of the classroom opened 
and Mara, another teacher of the school, walked in. 
      "Oh, God!" Karen cried out in shock and fell back, pushing Jeff 
off her at the same time. Jeff was still coming and shot some of his 
come on her face. "Shit!" He grabbed his backpack and rushed out of the 
classroom with his fly wide open.
      "So this is why you're so popular with the students," Mara smirked 
at the younger teacher who was still sitting on the floor. In her 
mid-thirties, Mara liked to think of herself as an attractive women and 
as the best-looking teacher in the school (not that there're many), that 
is, until Karen came along. She had always been jealous about Karen 
winning her popularity so quickly, both among teachers and the students.
      Struggling, Karen tried to get up and pull the polo-shirt down to 
cover her breasts. Mara stopped her by grabbing her left nipple and 
tucked at it so hard that she fell forward. "Ouch!" Karen cried out in 
pain. "Shut up and stay there!" she made Karen remain kneeling by 
keeping the grip on her nipple. "Now, what's this?" said Mara as she 
picked up the photo from the desk. "Please, I can explain 
everything...ouch!" "I said shut up! So that's how you became so 
popular? Showing off your pussy to everyone and screwing your students? 
No wonder-" "No! That's not true! It was Mark and Steve! They made me do 
all this!" "Shut up!" Mara scolded, this time emphasizing it again by 
tucking at Karen's nipple so hard that her breast was pulled into a cone 
shape. "Oh!" Karen moaned in agony. Tears went down her cheeks. "Shut up 
you lying bitch! You're a slut and I caught you. And now your ass is 
mine!" "Pl-please..." "Listen, bitch! I caught you sexually harassing a 
student, and if you don't do as I say, you're going to jail! Now is that 
clear?" Sobbing, Karen nodded. This is like a nightmare. "Don't you 
worry," Mara went on, "I'm not interested in that filthy cunt of yours, 
and I don't have time for you today. Just be ready to do whatever I say 
whenever I say it, is that clear? Your ass is now mine!"
      "Yes, yes," Karen gasped. She collapsed onto her hands and knees 
when Mara finally released the grip on her nipple, trembling. Mara put 
the photo into her pocket. "Get up, slut! And get the hell out of here!" 
she said, kicking Karen's ass. After covering her breasts and wiping the 
come off her face, Karen ran out of the classroom. She knew her day had 
just began. She still had to meet Mark in his office, and after all that 
happened, she was now awfully late. 
      "Now what has kept you, miss Johnson," said Mark teasingly when he 
saw her, "haven't you learnt your lesson?" "Please!" Karen pleaded and 
explained to him what happened. Mark listened to Karen's story, amazed, 
and he smiling wickedly as he examined her bruised nipple. "So now our 
little secret is compromised..." he said, "Please, could we stop all 
this?" "No, I think we'll be fine as long as you keep Jeff and Mara 
happy, right?" "Oh, God..." "I'm asking you a question, slut!" "Oh, 
y,yes. Sir..." "Good. From now on, you'll do whatever Jeff and Mara 
says, and then come back to tell me and Steve all about it, is that 
clear?" "Y---yes, sir..." "Good. Now let's see what we've got for 
you..." 




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