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Final Exams
by Ed Rider (edrider73@gmail.com)
***
There is sexual tension between the teacher and his
female students. They are ripe and ready and they are
tired of the fumbling boys they have hooked up with.
From the signals he's giving them, they feel he's
responding to their unspoken invitation to initiate
them into the mysteries of adult love, or at least
that is what he thinks. (F+/M, nc, bd, d/s, control)
***
"Are you almost done, Mr. Slye?" said Heather.
He looked up and then breathed in deeply. One of the
hottest graduates of the year was standing in front of
his desk. And then he took another deep breath,
because around her, arrayed like ladies in waiting
around the queen, were Summer, Celia, Andi and
Samantha.
All of them were in last spring's graduating class.
And all of them were smart and funny, and fully
developed. Each had beautiful, young breasts, round
and perky and heavy, but still too fresh to sag. And
each had similarly round, firm rears that hypnotized
every male who had the privilege of watching them move
down the hall in front of him. A couple of them were
stunning beauties in addition, and the others were
cute. They all had been in his senior drama classes
last year.
"We knew you'd be here preparing for the start of
school, Mr. Slye, but you need a break," said Andi.
"So tell us what we can do to help you finish up
today."
"Why thank you, girls," said Slye. "That won't be
necessary. I'm surprised you're still hanging around
here now that you've graduated. You must have better
things to do."
"Mr. Slye, you know we've all told you many times that
you were our favorite teacher of all four years in
high school," said Summer, "and we will really miss
you. We've got a surprise for you."
"Thank you for the compliment," he said. "But you did
the work, and you can all be proud of what you've
achieved. I know all of you have been accepted to good
colleges. I can finish this when I come back from the
mountains in a week, so tell me again why you're
here."
As he stood up, they were suddenly on top of him. All
of them had moved forward, and they were so close, he
could smell their natural perfume. They seemed to be
enveloping him like a blanket. He could feel their
warm bodies against him, and their faces were so
close, he felt their breath as they talked to him.
"What are you doing?" he shouted.
"We want you to come with us," said Samantha. "So lock
up your office. We've been working on this in secret."
She took one hand and Celia took the other, and they
led him down the deserted halls. The five girls were
almost molded onto his body. He wondered what would
happen if he objected, but he just let himself move
with them.
It was the second week in August, and the air
conditioning wasn't turned on, so the dark halls were
just starting to cool from the heat of the day. Slye
knew other teachers wouldn't start coming in until
next week, when he'd be in the mountains, so the only
adult around was the security guard who lived in a
trailer behind the baseball field. The guard might
wonder about a pack of hot teenage girls and their
former teacher walking through the school like this,
but he spent most of his time in front of his TV with
the air conditioning on and grudgingly made his rounds
every four hours.
The girls got to the school auditorium and led him
backstage and down the stairs to the rehearsal room.
The room was locked, but one of them had managed to
get a key to the thick iron door, and he saw that she
locked it behind them once they were inside.
Slye looked around. The light rheostat was dimmed
down, so he saw only some outlines, enough to tell him
the girls had been busy down there. The room usually
had only a few chairs and a piano. The girls walked
with him up to something and sat down on it, pulling
him down with them. He was startled when he realized
they were sitting on the sheets of a bed.
The lights went up as he tried to stand up, but
several pairs of arms pulled him back down. He saw
that one girl was sitting on either side of him, and
two were behind him. All had firm grasps on his arms
or shoulders. Heather was standing in front of him.
"Relax, Mr. Slye," she said. "This is a production we
put together just for you. It's only a couple of hours
long, so you won't be delayed, and it's nice and cool
down here underground, beneath the theater. We also
have some fans ready if it heats up to keep us all as
comfortable as possible.
"I'm the narrator, and I'll start by setting the
scene. It's our high school, and it's senior year for
the young girls we'll be playing. There's one teacher
we all really like, and he seems to like us. He
doesn't touch us, and he doesn't come on to us, but
all the same, certain things he says and does are
clearly beyond the teacher-student relationship.
"He's into sports, and he's fit and good looking, and
he knows it. All the girls in his classes adore him,
and the guys like him, too, because he gets them
excited about learning and doesn't play favorites.
Except there are some girls who get feelings from him
that the others don't. These girls are among his best
students, and the one thing they have in common is
they have great bodies and good looks. Each of them
fantasizes about sex with him.
"The whole year, there is sexual tension between the
teacher and these female students. They are ripe and
ready, and they are tired of the fumbling boys they
have hooked up with. From the signals he's giving
them, they feel he's responding to their unspoken
invitation to initiate them into the mysteries of
adult love.
"All of them have turned 18 by the start of the second
semester, and they are eager for him to approach them,
but they wait in vain. Then they graduate, and a
couple of weeks later, he finally makes his choice.
Yes, he chooses only one of them. The others are
disappointed, but then some of them find out from
previous alums that he has been doing the same thing
for the last 10 years.
"Each year, he makes his picks and courts them in his
special way throughout the year, without ever a false
move that could get him in trouble. Then when they
graduate and are no longer his students, he allows one
to be his lover for the summer. They are 18 and no
longer his students, so if he were caught, he could
get in trouble, but he wouldn't be prosecuted as a sex
offender. But he doesn't want any trouble, so he's
careful to keep everything quiet.
"The chosen one is so flattered that she goes along
with everything, including some sex that's extreme and
degrading and sometimes painful. In a few weeks, she
realizes how he is using her, but she also understands
that she was ready to be used and is even using him in
her own more innocent way. By the end of the summer,
she may be dealing with feelings of disgust and
humiliation. But once she starts college, she's too
busy to think much about what she and the teacher did,
and a few years later, the summer memory is
sugarcoated with nostalgia.
"This works well for him until one year, when he makes
a mistake. One of his chosen girls is unlike anyone he
has ever known. He and everyone else who knows her
realize she is a future star. She is incredibly
beautiful and talented, and so warm and genuine, that
everyone loves her.
He courts others through the year -- the others are
all her friends -- but he knows that she is the one he
must have. Corrupting her will be much more exciting
than his previous conquests, because she is not just
another pretty young bitch in heat.
She adores him as a teacher but doesn't respond to his
suggestive overtures like the others. But he's become
obsessed with her. Summer comes, and he approaches
her. She's reluctant, but she admires him so much that
she is tricked into submitting. His conquest consumes
him so completely that he doesn't see how fragile she
is and how she's coming apart as he pushes her into
edgy sex.
"All this has happened before today's action begins.
By the way, today's production is dedicated to our
friend Emmiline. We usually do everything together
with her, but she can't be here today. Did you know
she tried to commit suicide? Do you have any idea why
she'd do that?"
As Heather was talking, Mr. Slye's demeanor changed
from one of amusement to a more serious and sober
look. When she asked him the question, he started, but
he didn't say anything.
"I'm glad to see that you're as honest out of class as
you are when you're teaching, Mr. Slye," said Heather.
"You know the answer, and you're not going to deny it.
You get high marks for that. You also called the
family, and that gives you another high grade. It
tells us that you are usually the caring and
compassionate teacher we thought you were.
"Don't worry. She didn't tell anyone. It took all
sorts of tricks and twists by us to find out. Nobody
else knows -- not even her family -- so you're safe.
Well, there is one other person.
"When we found out, we were in a frenzy of hatred. We
went over to your house to tear you apart, and thank
goodness, you weren't home. Tawny answered the door.
You never told us you had a fiancee. She's so
beautiful, and really nice, too. Talking to her a few
minutes calmed us down. We were going to say something
to her, but we decided she probably wouldn't believe
us. You are so wily. She probably had no idea about
your annual summer of fun.
"We decided to sleep on it. The next day we were just
as angry, but we channeled our anger. The first thing
we did was go back to the Slye Summer of Sex Alums we
knew and talk to them some more. We videotaped the
interviews. We did some research and found four more
alums and also taped interviews with them.
"Then we made an appointment with Tawny when you
weren't home and played her the videos and told her
about Emmiline. She became our honorary sixth member,
sort of replacing Emmiline. Her first reaction was to
move out, break off your engagement and report you to
the school administration. She was even angrier than
we were, but we cooled her down.
"After that, all of us tossed around ideas and then
worked on them until we came up with the production
that's starting in a few minutes. Have you noticed
anything different about Tawny recently? She never
took your acting classes, but I think she's as good at
acting as any of us. Her relationship with you has
changed, but I don't think you knew it.
"Today's show is scripted but will feature a lot of
improv, especially by you. Yes, you are the star of
the production. The script follows from the story I
just told you, and we play the roles of the girls who
are eager to make love to you. They are still hot for
you, but now they have mixed feelings.
"We're going to restrain you now, Mr. Slye, but just a
little bit, while we adjust the lights and the cameras
on the tripods. The first act takes place on this bed
we brought in here. We're not going to gag you because
this rehearsal room is so well soundproofed that no
one upstairs can hear anything from down here. And the
security guard never comes here because he knows it's
locked up for the summer. So you can yell now if you
want."
The girls put restraints on Slye's wrists and attached
each wrist to a corner post of the bed. His legs were
left free, and for a few minutes, he yelled and
kicked, but then he just lay quietly watching them
turning on lamps and moving equipment around.
"We're glad you're saving your breath, Mr. Slye," said
Celia. "We knew you'd be smart about this, like you
are about everything. Now we are going to take off all
your clothes, and you can struggle if you want, but
why waste the effort? As you can see, we're taking all
of our clothes off first, so why not enjoy the view
instead of resisting."
That's what Slye did. He marveled that the girls were
even hotter than he had imagined. He felt regret that
he hadn't chosen one of them. They would have been
eager and willing, not like Emmiline. When his clothes
were off, Celia addressed him again.
"Now, we're going to give you a high, hard, hot enema,
Mr. Slye. It's just to clean you out. You'll get two
of them. We can make this easy or hard. The easy way
is to just let us insert the nozzle. As soon as you're
filled up, we'll let you hold it in for a few minutes
and then we'll release you so you can go to the
bathroom next to the rehearsal room. We jammed the
door lock, just so you know. In 10 minutes, we'll give
you enema number two."
The cleansing went as smoothly as the disrobing. After
it was done, Mr. Slye was a little shaky. "It's hot in
here with all the lights, but we've got some beer in
an ice chest, Mr. Slye," said Celia. "We also have
some hard liquor and ice cubes if you prefer." Mr.
Slye took the plastic cup of beer handed to him. It
didn't taste good, like an off brand, but it was wet
and cold.
"Now we're ready for the fun to start," said Summer,
"and I get to be first. I've wanted to do this to you
the whole year, and I can't wait." Slye had been
pushed onto his back on the bed, and she reached over
and began stroking Slye's penis and testicles. His
penis responded almost immediately.
"Wow!" said Summer, "you're much bigger than my
boyfriend. I hope you don't hurt me. I'm already wet,
so let's go."
With that, she mounted him and began riding him hard.
He began responding and thrusting up at her. As soon
as he started, she slapped him hard on the face, and
he screamed in pain and bewilderment. "That's for
Emmiline," she said in a serious voice and then began
smiling and riding again. The pattern continued. Each
time he began responding, she stopped and slapped him
again and yelled, "That's for Emmiline." Her slaps
were making his cheeks red, and they became more
painful as his skin bruised.
At first, his penis got softer when she stopped and
slapped him, and it took a while getting hard again as
she began riding. But after a while, it stayed hard,
even when he screamed from the pain. She noticed and
told him, "That Viagra in your beer is doing its job."
After the seventh slap, he came hard right after she
started riding again. When she felt him start coming,
she leaned forward and pressed her large breasts
against his chest and then began pounding him hard
with her behind. It took only a few slams until she
screamed and collapsed on him, shuddering.
After a while, she carefully lifted her rear in the
air. Then she raised her chest up a little. Hands
grabbed Slye's ankles and pulled them, making him
slide down the bed under Summer.
"You seemed to enjoy Summer, Mr. Slye," said Samantha,
leaning over and putting her face close to his. "And
she certainly enjoyed you. I think she came five or
six times. I think you are starting to understand what
our video production is about.
"We are all playing out our fantasies about having sex
with you, but because of Emmiline, we've added the
element of punishment. So we're trying to mix our
pleasure with your pain and humiliation. Of course,
sometimes we can't avoid giving you pleasure, too,
like just now.
"This next part will probably not be pleasurable for
you. At least that's what Tawny thinks. When we were
talking to her, we were surprised to find out that
she's much more sexually adventurous than you. She
said that you like the kinky stuff, but only when
you're doing it. You don't like her to do anything to
you.
"She told us she wanted to know what really turned you
on, so she found out your password and logged on to
your computer to see if you watched sex on the
Internet. She was amazed at how much you were looking
at and the variety.
"She was surprised that you enjoyed seeing men
humiliated as much as you did women, and when she saw
the videos of cuckolds watching their wives have sex
with other men and then eating the cum out of them,
she thought that you might enjoy some creampie fun.
"But when she suggested you eat her out one time after
you had deposited a huge load, you turned green and
ran to the bathroom to throw up. She said it was
almost the same reaction whenever she wanted to do
something with you that she saw on your favorite
websites. She said she was disappointed to find out
you were a voyeur, not a doer. To help us prepare for
today, she told us all the things you really like to
watch but were afraid to do.
"If you look up, you can see Summer's vagina right
above your head. She has her rear high in the air so
she doesn't spill any of the semen you pushed deep
inside her a minute ago. It's all in there, nice and
warm.
"Now we're putting some cushions under your head to
lift it up and get it in the right position, and she's
going to gradually lower her vagina until it's right
at your lips. Ooooh! Tawny's right. You are getting
pale. I'm glad we've got this big plastic bowl right
here. Move forward, Summer. Girls, help me lift him up
and then push his head down into the bowl.
"There, Mr. Slye, let it all go. You don't need your
lunch, because Summer's got a delicious snack for you.
Yes, heave some more if you have to. I know it hurts
when there's nothing coming out, so if you can start
to control yourself, it won't be as painful. There you
go. Crying is much better than heaving, don't you
think? Let's wash your mouth and face off now and get
your head back on the pillow.
"Wait. Do you need to get rid of some more? No? That's
it. A little gagging doesn't hurt, just those big
heaves. Now try to calm down, and this will be a lot
easier for you. OK, Summer, move back over him again.
That's better, Mr. Slye. Yes, it's much better to
shake your head from side to side like that than to
heave. We get the idea. You really don't want to do
this.
"Summer is lowering her bottom just a little. She's
all ready, but you're still moving your head wildly.
Let's wait a minute to see if you get tired of that. I
think it's just sheer terror in control of you now.
You seem to have a lot of energy because your head is
still going, so we'll have to find a way to soothe
you.
"Do you feel Andi? She's got a washcloth and she's
washing your genitals clean with warm water. Some of
your stuff was sticking to them and your pubic hair.
Now it's all gone. We'll let you air dry, but
meanwhile Andi is playing with your testicles. Does
that feel good? It must, because you've stopped
shaking your head. Ooops! There you go again. I spoke
too soon.
"Now, Andi has your big balls lying in the palm of her
right hand. She's closing her fingers around them and
enveloping them in her warm hand. Doesn't that feel
good. You can enjoy the feeling while you are eating
Summer out. But you're still shaking your head, so you
can't enjoy it yet.
"So Andi will slowly close her fist around one big
testicle. Do you feel any pressure yet? Yes, you
jumped there for a second. I think it's starting to
hurt because you're panting and making faces. You've
stopped shaking your head now, but you can't do
anything when you're in such pain, so Andi is going to
loosen up and just hold you in her warm hand like
before.
"Do you want to shake your head some more and have her
give you the squeeze treatment again, or are you ready
to get to work on Summer? Yes, think about it for a
minute. If you're ready, stick your tongue out. If you
don't, Andi will start squeezing again. There, I saw a
little flicker of tongue. OK, Summer, you can lower
down a bit more, until you feel his lips touching you.
That's it. Perfect.
"We're ready, Mr. Slye. Please start licking. That's
it. Just lick around her hair for now. There's a
little of your stuff in there, but not much. Ooops! I
think you just got your first taste. Not as bad as you
thought, right? You didn't gag all that much.
"Time to start again. You've got the right idea. Just
lick all around the target, her soft, sweaty hair and
her puffy outer lips. Circle around it again and
again. You should see Summer's face. She's really
enjoying what you're doing.
"OK, now it's time to start zeroing in. Just start at
the bottom of the little crack in the middle of the
puffy lips. Lick lightly up and down. Did you see how
she moved there? You're really getting her excited.
She's going to have a few more orgasms. I know it.
"Just keep going up and down like that. Do you see the
crack opening a little and the redness inside? Slow
down and tenderly lick along the crack. You're now
reaching her insides, and she's starting to squirm.
Look! The lips are opening wider. Keep licking slowly.
Don't stop. Andi's going to squeeze really hard if you
stop now.
"Oh my god! That was it. Her lips popped open all the
way, and a bunch of your semen went right down your
tongue. Lift up again for a moment, Summer. He's
gagging and choking a little on his snack. Wait until
he gets it all down. He has the most horrible
expression on his face. No, don't spit it out, or Andi
will put you in a lot of pain. Just swallow it fast.
Yes, like that. OK, you can't help those heaves, but I
know they hurt because nothing's coming out, so get
yourself under control, Mr. Slye.
"That's it. Breathe deeply a few times. Good. OK,
Summer, let's continue. I see some white stuff just
inside waiting to come out. Just keep licking, Mr.
Slye, but now, I just want you to lick around and over
the clitoris. Ignore the stuff falling out into your
mouth and nose and all over your face. Just swallow
and keep going. Because once you've made Summer come,
the fall will be over."
When Summer came, she lost control and pushed her
vagina hard into Slye's face. He couldn't breathe in
that position, but she couldn't control her body
vibrations for nearly a minute before she finally
lifted off of him. When she caught her breath, she got
off the bed and leaned over him. "Thank you, Mr.
Slye," she said. "At the end there, I felt like your
whole face was inside my vagina, and that's what it
looks like now. I'd kiss you, except I can't find a
dry spot on your face to kiss."
"That was great, Mr. Slye," said Heather. "I think
Tawny is going to love the video. She really wanted to
be here, but she decided to wait and watch the video
because she's busy preparing for your trip.
"Celia is next, and she wants to be on top, too. But
she's going to be facing the other way. We know from
Tawny that you really like anal a lot, so Celia's
going to give you her ass. First she's going to give
you a preview. She'll be riding you as hard as Summer
did, but she'll have her legs wide apart to open her
anus as much as possible so you can see right into it.
"She comes fast, so this shouldn't last long. She'll
probably have three orgasms before you can blink. Here
we go!
"Well, that was fast. With her going crazy and the
help of the Viagra, it took just a minute for you to
come. Now she's going to move backwards until her
vagina is over you, just like Summer's was, and we're
lifting your head on the cushions again to get your
mouth in the right position.
"You don't have much semen left, so this part
shouldn't be as hard. Go ahead, you can start licking.
Do you need a prompt from Andi's hand. No, you don't.
That's good. You're doing fine now, and only a couple
of gags. Do you feel Andi washing your package with
warm water and soap again. Now she'll let you air dry.
"While you're licking, look up at Celia's anus. See
how I'm putting some lube into it with my fingers.
That's a large syringe that we're putting into Celia's
anus now. Can you smell the strong smell coming from
it?
"All of us girls have been collecting semen from our
boyfriends every time we had sex for the last few
weeks, and we've put it all together. It's more than a
quart. We heated it to almost boiling in a microwave
before we came, so that's why it smells so foul. It's
cooled down a little, but it's still nice and warm.
"See how we've pushed the syringe all the way in, so
we can inject the semen deep inside her. Now I'm
pushing the plunger down slowly and filling her up.
She's got a lot of room in there because it all seems
to be going in, and I'm almost to the bottom. There,
just a little squeezed out as I finished. She's full
up. Oh, I see that a few drops fell on your face and
made you gag.
"Ooops, here comes some more. Your licking has given
Celia some huge orgasms and she's bouncing up and down
on your face and her anus is spasming and spilling out
some of the stuff in there. I think that was the last
orgasm. No, there's one more. OK, it looks like she's
exhausted. Let's let her rest for a few minutes before
we continue.
"OK, are you ready Celia. Celia cleaned out earlier,
just like you did, Mr. Slye. So all she has inside is
that smelly white stuff, nothing really bad. OK, she's
in position. Yes, it's almost the same position as
before, but this time, your tongue is going inside her
ass, not her vagina. I can see you have a strong
reaction to that, Mr. Slye, so let's wait a couple of
minutes while you think this over.
"All you have to do is the same thing you did before.
First lick all the hair around the opening, then
gently lick across the anus and, last of all, go
inside. It will be a little different, because the
anus doesn't open automatically. You'll have to push
your face up inside her cheeks, and then she'll push
out like she's on the toilet, and that will open her
up a little so you can force your tongue inside. You
know you can do it, because you want to feel Andi's
warm hands massaging your testicles and not the other
Andi.
"So think about it for one more minute, before Andi
starts doing her thing. You can do it, Mr. Slye.
Celia's anus is right in front of your lips. Just lick
around it for now. There, I saw a quick lick. Too bad
you gagged. Concentrate and focus, Mr. Slye, like you
tell us to do in class. You can get an A in ass-
licking. We know you can.
"That was better. Isn't that ass hair silky? Yes,
there are a few drops of that hot come on the hair,
but not too many. Does it taste different from yours?
Not all that much, I think. See, your tongue is really
flying now. You can do this. Now move it so it goes
across her anus. That did it. Did you feel Celia jerk.
That's a sensitive spot. Go back and forth over her
little rosebud. It looks so cute.
"Now stop for a second and curl your tongue and push
it at the wrinkle. OK, you can stop and gag a little.
Now curl your tongue again and push it at the wrinkle.
Push harder and push your whole head forward. Here.
I'll help you a little with my hands. There. It looks
like your face is being swallowed up by Celia's ass
cheeks. Wow! Is that hot! Tawny's going to love seeing
this.
"OK, now pull back and look at the little wrinkled
anus. Watch what happens as Celia presses a little.
See how her wrinkle is opening a little. You can see
the white stuff inside. OK, now I want you to lick
that little bit of white stuff that's about to fall
out of her. Don't let it drop or Andi will have to
give you a big squeeze. There you go. Lick it up. It
wasn't that much, and now the outside of the little
hole is clean again.
"She's pushing it open once more, for you to put your
mouth around her hole and push your tongue in, See how
deep your tongue can go in now? OK, it's your turn to
push. Keep pushing your tongue in. Now push your head
between her cheeks so you can get deeper.
"You look great. Celia's swallowed up almost your
entire face. I can hear you gagging, but Celia must
have grabbed your tongue with her anal muscles and
she's squeezing and not letting go. Don't try to pull
out or you'll hurt yourself when your tongue stretches
out. Just stay inside her and try to relax.
"As soon as you can, I want you to start swishing your
tongue inside Celia. Move it around through all that
thick white slime. Celia, let me know when he starts
or if he needs help from Andi. Oh, you say you can
feel him now and it feels great. Wonderful! Let him do
that for a couple of minutes before your grand finale.
"OK, Mr. Slye, you can pull your tongue out and rest a
minute. Watch Celia's anus again. You see I'm pushing
the tapered tip of a rubber bulb syringe into it now,
and I'm squeezing everything out of the bulb into her
anus and colon. Don't worry, there wasn't anything
inside that rubber ball but air. See, I'm pulling it
out and letting it suck up the air again.
"Back it goes, and another load of air goes into her
intestines. And one more load should do it. There. All
set. Now for this part, you don't need to do any work,
Mr. Slye. Just open your mouth as wide as you can.
There. Now we're adjusting your pillows so your head
is leaning back and your mouth is right under Celia's
anus. If she leans back a couple of inches, your mouth
would be able to suck everything out of her, but all
you need to do for this part is just relax and keep
your mouth wide open.
"No, don't close it. I know you're frightened. Andi, I
think he needs a squeeze! There now you've got it
open. Open it a little wider. I don't think you're
trying hard enough, Mr. Slye. I may need Andi's help
again. There, I think you got it open a little more.
Try real hard to get it even more-- Oh, my gosh, I
can't believe it. Girls, did you see that.
"When I pushed all that air into Celia, it made her
intestines really want to get it out again. The only
way they can do that is to make Celia fart. She's been
holding back, but finally, she had to let go, and it
sounded like a gun, didn't it? And it shot a huge wad
of come right into your mouth, didn't it, Mr. Slye?
You couldn't swallow fast enough, so it choked you a
little, and it went up through your nose, and I know
that's painful and disgusting.
"But don't close your mouth yet. Andi! That's it. Get
ready for another shot. There it goes! Wow! There's a
lot of stuff inside Celia. Now it's shooting like a
machine gun and more and more is flowing into your
mouth and all over your face. You're swallowing like a
champ now, to keep from choking again. You get an A
for sure, Mr. Slye."
When Celia finally stopped shooting semen into Mr.
Slye's mouth, she got up and stared at him with the
other girls. "I can barely make out that it's you, Mr.
Slye," she said. "It looks like you stuck your head
into a bucket of thick come." His eyes were shut when
Andi pulled him to his feet and walked him to the
little bathroom, where she washed his face off. Then
she led him back to the bed.
"Two down and three to go, Mr. Slye," said Heather.
"It's my turn, and I choose the missionary position.
You don't even have to warm me up by licking me,
because I'm already so excited. So just get on top and
do whatever you want."
Slye looked down at her, spread out lewdly to receive
him. It was enough for the Viagra to get his large
penis sticking straight out again, but he was tired,
and it wasn't enough to get him enthusiastic. He
climbed onto her slowly and then collapsed.
"That won't do at all, Mr. Slye," she said. "You need
to get to work. I think maybe Summer can help us out.
Why don't you climb up behind Mr. Slye, Summer, and
see what you can do. There, your body really moved
right then.
"You felt Summer's finger stimulating you, didn't you
Mr. Slye. Summer, lean forward and put your hand up
here where Mr. Slye can see it. Look at what a tiny
little hand she has, Mr. Slye. Her fingers are so slim
and pretty. I think she can put two of them into you
and get an even bigger reaction. Go ahead, Summer.
"Yes, that was a bigger reaction, Mr. Slye, but you
still aren't moving. Summer, get some lubrication into
Mr. Slye and start moving your fingers in and out.
Maybe that will get him started. I hear you sighing,
Mr. Slye, so you obviously are enjoying Summer's anal
massage, but you're still lying on top of me, and
we're getting nowhere. Maybe three fingers are better
than two.
"Oh, finally some action. You don't seem to like three
fingers, and you're squirming around on top of me to
try to get away. But Summer's following you, isn't
she, and her fingers are pushing in and out? Not so
comfortable, is it? Maybe if you finally start moving,
you can shake those fingers out.
"That's good, Mr. Slye. You've lifted your upper body
off me. But I don't want you to pull out of me. I'm
going to hug you and wrap my legs around you. You're
not going anywhere until we've both come. You're
cursing now and trying hard to get free, but it won't
help. You need to get on the job before Summer -- oh,
I can tell by your scream that she did it. She's got
four fingers going in and out of you now.
"Wow! That energized you like the bunny. Go, Mr. Slye,
go, go, go. Shake your tail and move it around. Summer
is managing to stay with you. You're choking back
tears, but your penis doesn't know it. It's
pulverizing my insides and I love it. I'm holding you
tight, but you're like a bucking bronco trying to
shake off your rider.
"Oooooooh. That was five orgasms I counted right
there. You are everything I imagined and more, Mr.
Slye. I wish so much that you had chosen me instead of
Emmy. We would have had such a great summer. I don't
mind any of those degrading things you like to do.
That's it, keep going, I think I can do some more, and
those four fingers inside you are holding you back
from coming, I think.
"There, did you feel that. I just came four more
times. I think that got you going a little, because
you're starting to become erratic and your eyes are
wild. Let me help you a little bit by slamming back at
you like this. Yay! You came. You did it, even while
those four fingers of Summer were going to town. OK,
you can lie on me again and rest.
"No, the four fingers are not going to stop, but I'm
going to move you on your side, so Andi can wash off
your equipment again. We'll let it air dry.
"Now, I'll still hold you tight, because I want to
feel how you react as Summer tucks her thumb behind
her four fingers and starts pushing them all in and
out of you. You didn't react much there, because it
didn't feel too different, but you know what happens
now. Your face sure does. It's all twisted every which
way. You can feel Summer slowly pushing into you, and
there, your scream tells it all, and the other girls
are cheering. She got her little hand into you, didn't
she?
"Listen carefully now, Mr. Slye, because we don't want
you to get hurt, so you need to help us now. Summer is
going to pull her hand out of you, and two of the
girls are going to stick a tube deep inside you and
then fill you up with the greasiest lube we could
find. Once you're stuffed with the grease, Summer's
dainty little hand is going back in, and then she's
going to slowly move it deeper and deeper inside you
as I hold you still for your protection.
"She should be able to get it up all the way to her
shoulder, just like those videos that Tawny says you
love to watch. And then she's going to put her second
hand in, alongside her arm and slowly move that in
until her two hands are touching and both arms are
buried in you up to the shoulder. Too bad I won't be
able to see it, but I'll watch the video later.
"After she pulls her arms out, it will be Celia's
turn. Her hands and arms are a bit bigger than
Summer's so her goal is to get both arms in up to the
elbows. Andi's are still bigger, and she's just going
for one arm, but all the way up. Then comes Sam, who's
bigger yet. She'll try to push one arm to the elbow.
"My turn comes last, but before I start, we'll turn
you on your back, and then Celia is going to rouse you
with her mouth, because you'll probably be in a lot of
pain by then. When she gets you hard again, you are
going to use your own hands to get yourself off.
Meanwhile, I'll be between your legs with my hands in
your anus, pushing them in and out at the same tempo
that you're whacking.
"It may be hard to keep excited with my two large
hands going in and out of you, but you've got to do it
because I'm not going to stop until you come. If you
get too soft, Celia will suck you up again, and I'm
sure the Viagra will help. But then you will have to
take over. When you finally come, it should be an
incredible mix of pleasure and pain."
***
When he was finally able to achieve orgasm and Heather
removed her hands, Slye collapsed in a heap on the bed
and sobbed loudly.
Heather lifted him up and embraced him. "There,
there," she said. "We're almost done. Three down and
two to go. Rest in my arms for a few minutes before
it's Sam's turn. She wants you to do her doggy style."
The girls all helped lift Slye onto his hands and
knees. He collapsed a few times, before they managed
to hold him up, and Heather stroked his penis to
stimulate it while Samantha positioned herself in
front of him.
"You're flinching while I'm stroking you, Mr. Slye.
Your penis seems to be very dry and brittle. It's
probably from all that air drying. But the Viagra is
working. It's getting hard again in my hands. Now I'm
going to put it into Samantha's moist vagina, and then
you need to hold her waist with both sides and start
pumping into her.
"No, you can't just kneel there and do nothing, Mr.
Slye. It's like you're using her to hold yourself up.
Sure, you're tired, but you're a strong man. You can
do this. Now get going.
"I guess words are not going to help. Maybe this will.
There, that was just a light smack on your ass, but as
you already know, I've got a big strong hand, and if
you don't start moving, I'm going to spank you a
little harder.
"There, that one got a reaction, but you still aren't
moving. Here's a harder one. OK, you're moving, but
it's very feeble. Here's one to speed you up.
"Oh, that got a scream out of you, and also got some
action. Samantha seems to be enjoying herself at last.
I guess your dry penis isn't feeling too good from the
friction, even though she's really juicy, but it's
still holding up.
"OK, this is your signal to up the tempo. That was a
really loud scream, Mr. Slye, but I still haven't
spanked you anywhere near as hard as I could. You're
doing fine now. Don't slow down. Uh oh, you seem to be
getting winded. There, you jumped right up off the bed
with that smack, and you've got your second wind, I
can see.
"Are you getting excited yet. I think Sam has already
had three orgasms, and she's ready to stop anytime you
are, but she'll go on as long as she has to until you
have your orgasm. I think to get there, you need to go
faster, so here's a big wallop to get you going. That
was a new sound I haven't heard before. It sounded as
though someone was branding you with a hot iron. Maybe
that's not so far off because my hand is certainly
making your bottom red hot.
"I can tell from your cries that your penis is really
hurting as it's rubbing inside Samantha, but the only
way you can come is to keep going faster. And don't
try to fake it, because we'll be looking for some come
after you're done to make sure. We know there won't be
a lot, but we'll need to see at least a drop.
"You need to pull out all the stops, Mr. Slye, so I'm
going to help you by spanking you as hard as I can
until you finally come. This is really going to cause
some deep bruising, and you'll need to sit on cushions
for a month, but it will hurt my hand, too. There and
there and there and there and there. You're getting
into a fast rhythm now, and I think that's going to
work, especially since I'm matching your rhythm with
my hand.
"That's it. Lift your head and scream. I think that
just gave Sam three more orgasms. Yes, your head is
shaking wildly. You're almost there, you're close,
you're close, you did it. That was great Mr. Slye.
Let's get you out of Samantha. Wow! Your penis is
really torn up. There are raw red parts on it, almost
like the red on your rear cheeks. I think we're going
to clean both of them with alcohol to prevent
infection. Of course, that will make them even drier,
and the skin may start to crack.
"I'm afraid with all the things that happened inside
and outside your genitals, whatever you do in the
bathroom is going to hurt a lot the next week or two.
So will walking. And so will anything that touches
your raw skin down there. We know you and Tawny have
planned a romantic mountain retreat for a week, and
you're leaving tonight. But I'm afraid the only way
Tawny will be able to make love to you is if she gives
you the Viagra we bought for her. You'll still be able
to pleasure her, although it will be excruciating for
you.
"OK, it's Andi's turn. We're almost done. She's not
going to have sex with you and she'll just take a
minute. Here she is. She took some ice cubes out of
the cooler and filled up this large bowl with them and
then added water. We're lifting you up so you can sit
on the edge of the bed, and she's getting between your
legs. Steady. We'll hold on to you.
"Wow! You nearly jumped out of your skin there as she
lifted the bowl up and stuck your whole package into
it. It's now soaking in the ice water. Is that
soothing to you at all, Mr. Slye? You seem to be
shaking. We'll hug you tighter and push our breasts
into you so you're snug and warm while your penis and
balls chill out. Do you feel them shrinking in the ice
water? I think that's 10 minutes. That should do the
trick. Now you can lie back again.
"Well, that certainly worked. Your big nasty thing
looks like a little boy's equipment now. This should
be easy. Look up, Mr. Slye. See, Andi is showing you
this little round thing that looks like a bead, but
it's actually tiny band made out of really strong
rubber. Now she's showing you how the band fits onto
that metal tool called banding pliers. See how when
she squeezes the pliers, they pull the tiny band open
into a big loop.
"Now that your equipment is so tiny, she can easily
thread your testicles through the loop and position
the band right above them. Now she's slowly relaxing
her grip on the pliers and the loop is getting
smaller. You can't see it now of course, but there,
the pliers are free and the loop is tight around your
sack right where the testicles start.
"The rubber loop and the pliers are usually used for
goats, but once we shrunk you in the ice water, it
worked fine on you. I think you've maybe guessed what
it's for, but I'll explain while you're drinking your
coke and the girls are cleaning up the room. We're
finished now, and it's time to go.
"See this sharp little instrument. It's a special
safety scissors that can easily cut your cute little
band off. It would be dangerous for you to do it
yourself since you can't see what you're doing. Also
that whole area is now raw and dry, and the skin is
cracking, so anything that touches you there could
cause an involuntary violent reaction. You could end
up cutting yourself and bleed to death or at least
cause a lot of damage. But we'll deliver the scissors
to Tawny, along with you. Andi, Mr. Slye is very
dehydrated. Please give him another glass of Coke.
"You probably can't feel it, but the band is already
limiting circulation to your testicles, and when they
warm up and return to normal, it will get much
tighter. It's an easy way to castrate goats. In a few
days, the testicles are literally dead, without any
messy, bloody cutting.
"It works the same way on humans. Andi, please refill
the Coke again. He's really thirsty. In a few days,
you could be a much different man. If your testicles
die, they will shrivel away into nothing. You won't
have much of a sex drive because of the lost
testosterone and you won't be able to impregnate a
woman, even though there are still ways a woman can
get your penis to be useful. At least that's what
Tawny found out when she was doing some research.
"Chances are you'll be more docile, too, and wouldn't
give Tawny a hard time about anything. Best of all, it
wouldn't affect your teaching abilities in the least,
the way we understand it. You might get more tired
after school and have to cut back on some of your more
strenuous exercising, and you'd get a little pudgier.
But Tawny found out that emasculated men are often
more positive and content, too. So it's not all bad.
"If you broke up with Tawny, you probably wouldn't
date anyone else, because sooner or later the woman
would find out, and after that everyone would know.
But Tawny told us she'd still marry you if you wanted.
She admitted she still loves most things about you.
She said she might have to go outside of your marriage
occasionally for satisfaction, but she's sure you
would work hard with her on doing things that might
not make that necessary too often.
"She also said that if you agreed, she'd collect the
last of your semen when she makes love with you at the
cabin. You should still have plenty for at least a
day. She'll freeze it and save it in case you decide
you want children. She said she'd like to have your
children. She's really a special woman who thinks of
everything.
"So the final decision will be up to her. When we
first talked about this, the plan was for Tawny to
watch you on your vacation as you lost your manhood.
She would make sure you didn't hurt yourself and give
us the details on how you reacted as you were slowly
castrated.
"But then Emmy found out about our plans. She is so
wise that she knew something was up even though none
of us told her anything. When she forced it out of us,
she fought for you like a wildcat and tried to make us
drop the whole idea. But this time we didn't cave like
we usually do because she's such a better person than
we are.
"Well, we did a little. She made us get the safety
scissors for Tawny. And she's been talking to Tawny
almost every day. One of their sessions lasted over
two hours. You'll be glad to know that Tawny told us
Emmy's definitely over wanting to die, and though
she's still the same girl we all adore, she's now less
fragile. She's been telling Tawny that what you did
was probably good for her, because it toughened her
for her career. She doesn't know it, but all of us
have made a vow to protect her from now on, so no one
is ever going to hurt her again the way you did.
"She also has been trying to convince Tawny that
you're really a good person at heart who just let his
hormones get the best of him -- like a lot of men. She
told her you never harassed or touched any students.
And she told her how inspiring you were to all of us.
"She told Tawny that she must have been attracted to
your strong masculinity the same way we were, and that
she just needed to help you channel that just for the
two of you and you would have a wonderful marriage.
Tawny said Emmy could sell ice to Eskimos because she
almost convinced her you were a saint.
"So Emmy has given you a chance to save your
masculinity. Tawny told us that letting the band do
its work is really the only way to make absolutely
certain that nothing like Emmiline ever happens again.
But her talks with Emmy have opened her to other
alternatives.
"So I think your future is still up in the air. You've
just drunk a lot of rum in those cokes, and I think
you're starting to feel the effect. In a few minutes,
you'll be out cold, but I can tell by the look on your
face that you understand every word that I'm saying.
"When you've passed out, we're going to bring you to
Tawny and dump you in her car. You'll be asleep all
the way to her parents' cabin, and she'll leave you in
the car when she stops on the way to buy groceries for
the week.
"You've been there, so you know that the cabin is
really isolated. The nearest neighbor is 10 miles
away, and he's rarely at his vacation cabin anyway.
Even if he were there, it would be hard for you to
walk with all that pain around your crotch. So it's
just you and Tawny alone at the cabin -- and the
special scissors hidden wherever she decides to hide
them with the car keys.
"Our suggestion is that you look upon your week with
Tawny as your final exams in manhood. Thanks to Emmy,
you are taking final exams in masculinity that will
really be final -- if you fail them. Or you can pass
and get to stay a man.
"The first thing that will happen tomorrow will be
some lectures from Tawny. She's going to tell you
exactly what she thinks of you in extremely colorful
language. We've heard parts of the lecture as she's
been letting loose on you the past few weeks. It takes
a lot to shock us, but she did. Even worse is her
detailed descriptions of what she'd like to do to you.
I couldn't believe such gruesome and frightening ideas
could come from such a sweet person. We suggest you
don't say anything as she instructs you on what you
are and what you really deserve. Just let her get it
out of her system.
"After the lecture come your final exams. In your oral
presentations to Tawny you'll have to convince her
that you've learned the material, that you are really
sorry, that you really want her to forgive you and
that you will never touch another woman again. You're
going to be graded on your sincerity on this one, so
we suggest you make sure you're really speaking from
the heart, because Tawny no longer trusts you, and she
will be looking for any sign that you aren't speaking
honestly.
"The lab part of the exams will be even more
challenging. Will you watch our videos with her and if
she wants, will you let her do some of the things we
did with you, even though it may be torture for you
because your penis and balls and butt are bruised and
raw and cracked and your insides are burning like a
forest fire? Will you remember some of the things she
wanted to do that you've turned down in the past
because they repelled you? Will you do them for her as
a proof that you can change, that you will do what it
takes to earn back her trust, that you want to become
a good husband and father?
"We think you can pass the exams, Mr. Slye. We're
going to tell Tawny that you got A's on your midterms
today. You didn't try to explain or make excuses about
what you did to Emmy. Emmy is the one who keeps
reminding us of the good things about you, how you
made us better students and better people. We are all
happy to know that whatever Tawny decides about your
testicles, our younger brothers and sisters will still
have the experience of being taught by you.
"So we'll be thinking of you and Tawny up there in
that cabin and hoping for the best. And Emmiline said
to tell you she'll be praying for Tawny and you and
your masculinity and waiting for a phone call from
Tawny and hoping Tawny will tell her what she wants to
hear.
"Well, we're all packed up. You're still listening,
Mr. Slye, but I can see you won't be conscious much
longer. When you wake up in the cabin tomorrow, your
final exams begin. You need to use all your knowledge
and skill to convince Tawny that she would be better
off with you as a masculine man who is devoted to her
rather than a docile neutered pet. Remember, you can't
waste any time, because the exam has a limit of a
couple of days, maybe three if you're really lucky. If
you don't pass by then, nobody will tell you that
you've failed, but you'll soon know it. We believe in
you, Mr. Slye, and we're sure you're going to pass.
Good luck on your finals."
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
any way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any
of the scenarios in this story should seriously
consider seeking professional help.
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