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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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