Sixth grade was pretty much normal for Karen. All the usual studies such as math, English and stuff. But, it was during gym class that things would take a turn. She enjoyed gym very much. But, secretly, her favorite part was the showers afterwards. She didn't know quite why, but seeing all her classmates naked and exposed made her feel odd inside. She enjoyed comparing her newly developing body with the girls around her.

At first, no one heard the locker room doors. But a male voice soon got their attention.

"Get the FUCK in there you bitch!!", it said. Everyone looked to see Miss Smith pushed forward. She was totally naked and seemingly alone. As if on its own...a bar was placed across the locker room door. Miss Smith was crying hard as she was flung forward.

"You LIKE watching all these little girls...don't you SLUT!!" the voice said. Perhaps one or two of the other girls screamed and scrambled to get towels.

"Gather around ladies!!!" the stranger's voice said. "You're lesbian teacher is going to get her ass fucked!!" They could see Miss Smith seeming to fight with something as she was forced to her hands and knees. Many of the girls tried to look away...but Karen could not help but gaze on. A dull thud filled the tiled room as Miss Smith's head fell to the floor. "There's no one else there!!!", she thought to herself. Karen could clearly see Miss Smith's butt sticking up and back. She gasped in awe as the teacher's cheeks seemed to spread, as if by them selves. Karen watched in stunned silence as she saw the teacher's pink anus push inward and then open widely.

Miss Smith shrieked in pain. Her helpless body began to move back and forth. "FUCK!!!!" the voice said. "Jesus Christ that's a great asshole!!!" One of the girls vomited. Most all of them were sobbing in fear. But Karen had a very odd sensation between her legs. Deep grunts filled the room. From her vantage point, Karen could see Miss Smith's gaping as it went, inwards then out. Karen saw Miss Smith's body shaking, almost like a ragdoll then, she fell to the floor. Karen could see something white seeping from her stretched hole as the teacher layed, sobbing and groaning.

All went quiet in the room. The girls heard a sound at the door. The bar fell away. "Run little pigs!!" the voice said. "Run for your lives!" Karen got swept up in the rush. All the girls were running naked out into the hallway. Karen felt something tighten on her arm as she was pulled back. "Not YOU!" the voice said. Karen saw the door close and the board was replaced, locking her inside with whatever it was.

"I was watching you!" the voice said. "I could tell you liked what you saw."

"No" Karen said. "No it was...." her voice hesitated.

"Oh yes you did!" came the voice. Karen felt herself pushed down to her knees. Something that felt like a hand squeezed her face, causing her mouth to form an 'O'. Something soft and warm was being pushed into her mouth.

"Clean my cock!" said the voice. "Clean your teacher's ass off my cock!" Karen could taste the dank flavor as something slid over her tongue. Outside she could still hear the girls screaming. "Suck on it you little bitch!" the voice demanded. Karen was scared out of her mind. She closed her lips tightly around whatever it was. There was a sponge like warmth to it. She could feel her hair being pulled. Her nose seemed to rest against something furry feeling. Something was bumping her chin. The thing in her mouth seemed to be getting larger.

Suddenly, without any warning, she felt a force pushing her away. Someone outside was trying to get through the door. "We're not done!" the voice told her. "Remember this. I KNOW who you are and where you live!"

She saw the board lifted away. The chaos filled the room. Staff, teachers and some students poured into the room. Miss Smith was taken away. Parents were called. With all the fuss going on, Karen found herself just wanting to be left alone. For the next week there, was always people around her and the other students. No one was allowed to be alone. They never said where Miss Smith went. She was replaced. There was a rumor that some pictures were found in her office. It was after the second week that things began to settle down around her. It was Saturday. Karen was playing at a park near her home. Everything seemed normal, with the exception of two police men that now always seemed to stay around the park. Karen was on the swings, gently going back and forth. Suddenly she felt something pushing her. She stopped swinging instantly.

"Hello little one!" a voice said. She looked around. No one was there. "Do NOT scream!" it said.

"Who....who are you?" she whispered.

"I know you liked what happened at gym class." The voice said.

"No. No I didn't." she replied quietly.

"Yes you did!" the voice said. "You're the one to help me now!"

Karen sat still, frozen in fear.

"You see that path near the bathrooms?" it said.

Karen looked. The path went around the bathrooms and into the trees. "Uh huh!" she murmured. "When the commotion happens the voice said to her, "I want you to walk over there!"

A few moments later, the large trash dumpster flipped over. Everyone at the park was looking in its direction, even the police men. Karen slipped off the swing and went down the path. No one saw her. "Keep going!" she heard the voice say. She walked further down the path and came to a bicycle. It was the kind that two people could ride. "Sit in front!" the voice said. She obeyed. The bike began to move. "Look like you are riding!" the voice instructed. Following the verbal directions, she steered the bike down the lane. It seemed like forever that they rode. Through the country, further away from the houses. Doing as she was told, she turned the bike up a thin, winding dirt road. It led to a small farm house she had never seen before. The bike stopped behind it and she was told to come inside. She walked through the door and passed through what was a kitchen. It was very dirty. She was taken into the one, large bedroom of the house. What she saw there shocked her.

The room was dimly lit. Most of the light came through the dusty windows. In the center of the room was a large bed. It was the things around the bed that shocked her. On the walls, just about as high as she was tall were large rings. Chains from the rings went to several children. Boy and girls naked, blindfolded. Soft sobs filled the room. "Pick two!" the voice said, "one boy and one girl!" Karen's eyes gazed around. She pointed to a boy, perhaps 5 years old and a girl maybe 7. "Good choices!!!" the voice told her. She watched as the two were undone and taken to the bed.

"Make them fuck!" the voice told her.

"I can't!" Karen said stunned.

"Yes you CAN!" the voice said, "They will do anything and everything you tell them to do."

"Why do I have to do this?" Karen said, almost sobbing.

"Because I watched you in the gym." The voice replied. "You", it continued, "enjoyed seeing your teacher helpless." It was true. Karen could not help but recall the wicked sight that day. There was something interesting about it, yet she did not understand what.

"Hurry up!" the voice said. "We don't have all fucking day!"

Karen looked at the boy sitting there, helpless. Her eyes gazed on his tiny, pink thingy. It was soft and smooth. The end of it was wrapped tightly in skin. "There's that tingle again!" she thought to herself. Between her little legs was a tingle. She moved to the bed and helped the blindfolded girl get closer. She could feel the girl shaking with fear. "Put...." she stammered, "put your mouth on his...his thing!" Karen was stunned by a swat on her own bottom. The pain transferred through her jeans to her cheek.

"No!" the voice told her. "Tell her to suck his COCK! Make her do it!"

Karen pushed the girl's face down. "Suck." She hesitated. "Suck his...his cock!" The girl moaned. Karen watched her mouth open, blindly searching. Then she found it. Her lips wrapped it tightly and she began to bob her head down and up. Her soft, suckling sounds made Karen feel odd inside. The girl knelt on the bed, her head between the boy's legs. Her smooth, little butt wagged behind.

"She's got a pretty little ass, doesn't she?" the voice said. Karen had to admit to herself that it did look rather pretty. "Feel it!" the voice said. Karen placed her hand on the smooth cheeks. They were warm and soft to the touch. "Feel her CUNT!" the voice said. Karen obeyed. Her fingers slid lower to the girl's smooth crease. Karen looked and saw how the girl's sucking mouth had made the boy's cock grow. "Put your fingers in her cunt, Karen!" the voice demanded. Karen tried to push two fingers in. She felt how tight the girl was. The girl was wet.

"How does it feel?" the voice asked.

"Wet," Karen replied "and warm!" her fingers pressed deeply in the girl.

"Watch THIS!!!" the voice said. Karen looked up and saw a man's body appear. It was dark, tanned and very strong looking. The head of the man was still invisible, however. Karen's eyes widened as the body climbed onto the bed. The man's penis looked large. She noticed that its end was not covered with skin, like the boy's was. The man moved up behind the girl. His hand took the thickness and aimed it at Karen's face.

"Kiss my cock!" the voice told her. She leaned forward. Her lips felt the thick, pink end. "Make it wet with your mouth!" the voice told her. Her lips parted. Her eyes widened even more as she felt the thickness slip into her mouth. It felt so warm and full. She tried, very hard to make spit.

"Yes!" the voice moaned. "That's it. Wet it real good!" Karen's mouth tried to accommodate the thickness of it. She almost felt sad as it pulled away. She could not understand, but it looked very pretty and wet from her spit. She saw the body move behind the little girl again. The two strong hands took hold of the girl's backside. The thumbs spread the girl's cheek widely. Karen could clearly see, her fingers, inside the girl's slit.

"Keep your fingers in there!" the voice said. "I want you to feel my cock as I fuck her! Don't let her stop sucking!" Karen watched as the penis aimed and joined her fingers inside the girl. The girl's head raised and she groaned loudly. Karen pushed the girl's face down.

"Keep sucking!!!" There was a strange delight to what she was doing. She could feel the man's penis slipping back and forth over her fingers. Two big, strong hands, pulling the girl's backside back and forth. Faster and faster it went.. Karen could feel it throbbing and pulsing. The sacks hanging below it slapped at her hand. The voice grunted loudly. Something thick and hot began to coat her fingers. The man's body fell away, collapsing on the bed. Karen's fingers slipped out. She saw that they were covered with a similar white cream. Like what leaked out of Miss Smith. The man's body disappeared again. An Invisible force pulled the two children off the bed and reattached them to their chains. Karen was taken back outside to the bicycle. As before, she was told to sit in front. As they rode, the voice told her that this was only the beginning. That there would be so much more she would be "in charge of", as the voice put it. They stopped just short of the park. Karen felt her face being tilted up. She felt what seemed like a kiss on her lips.

"That's my good little dominatrix!" the voice said. She had no idea what the word meant, but as she skipped back to the park...she knew she would forever enjoy making people do very nasty things.