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NEW: Blackmailed by TA (teen, reluc, spank, virg, public)
ADULTS ONLY: The following story contains sexual content and descriptions.
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All accounts in this story are pure fiction.
Blackmailed by TA (2/3)
By GymDog
(Meeting with Professor Kent)
The next day I remembered what Prof. Kent said to the two sophomore
students. I looked up his schedule on my computer, and since I was
considered faculty, I was able to see his last class finished at 3:30. I
caught up with him on his way out of class and asked if we could talk for a
minute.
Mr. Kent and I went back to his office and he closed the door. "You haven't
had an art class for over a year. What were you doing in Jenna's session?"
"Well, Mr. Kent, It wasn't exactly Jenna's session." I then went on to tell
that these two girls owed me a big favor and I was planning on embarrassing
them a bit when Jenna sort of stole the show."
Mr. Kent laughed. He said, "Jenna is one of our brightest artists and has a
way about her that makes half of the factory want to screw her."
"That sort of brings me to my point, Mr. Kent. I heard that you were doing
a session with Matt & Lisa tonight and thought I could assist you."
Not following me, "What does screwing Jenna have to do with that" I pulled
out a diskette and said, "I'm offering pictures to you of her screwing me."
I went on to say, "These are very explicit, and she gave me one wild ride.
I'm sure she might be persuaded to do a session herself to guarantee the
rest of the art faculty don't see her so compromised."
"How did you get the pictures?"
I then told him and he sat back with a big daydreaming smile.
(Thursday Night)
I met Prof. Kent at the upstairs studio where we were shortly joined by Matt
and Lisa. Kent brought out a few copies of Rolling Stone magazine and
showed them pictures of painted people. He wanted to get three good photos
for his portfolio. He explained that he was hoping to do some freelance
work over the summer, and he would need cutting edge stuff like this to make
him stand out. Matt and Lisa were with him yesterday as he was going to
make up some assignments for them to get extra credit. They were both at
the bottom of the class, and since Matt was always straight A student he'd
do anything. Lisa had to get B's to keep her scholarship and would probably
get a "D" without some help. Lisa asked if anyone at the school would see
the work, and Prof. Kent said it was highly unlikely. He did get them to
sign a model release form, "Since I may have to prove that you are both over
18." Looking at Lisa, she could pass for 16 or so and had just enough baby
fat to make all of her curves perfect.
We all went back into a "dressing room" area where he asked both of the kids
to get undressed and take a shower. Kent said, "You need to get all of the
oils off of your skin, so help each other with the hard to reach areas."
Matt was smiling and Lisa seemed un-impressed but not offended. After
coming out and drying off, he asked each of them to sit on a stool. He
moved a light around both of them looking at their skin and said, "Lisa,
your skin is not clean enough. Have John here give you another washing and
be sure he uses one of the rough sponges." She took my hand and led me to
the shower. After she got wet, I pulled her close to the side and lathered
her backside with my bare hands. I then took the sponges and gave her a
good cleaning. We repeated with the other side, but since I didn't want to
hurt her breasts, I asked her to do those with the scrub brushes. When I
dried her off and led her back to Kent, Matt was already painted up like he
had a tuxedo on. He even had a real had and a painted on mustache.
Kent gave me some cold cr me and told me to rub a good bit of it everywhere.
"Without it, none of the paint will come off when we scrub." he explained.
I dutifully went to work and went over some places several times. He gave
her a mask for her face and led her over to a drop cloth. He took very
little time to paint a passable outfit on her. He made a duplicate costume,
mustache and all and gave them both canes to finish it off. Out in the
studio, I was mesmerized trying to make out all of her body parts as he
posed them against different backdrops until he got the one he liked. Then
off we went to the "dressing" room where he sent the three of us to get
everyone clean as soon as possible. I took off my shirt, but left my jeans
on and we arranged for me to scrub Lisa off and for Lisa to scrub Matt. I
had a difficult time getting the paint off her crack and upper thigh, so
Lisa ended up scrubbing those areas almost raw herself. As we left the
shower, Matt was sporting a big boner from Lisa's cleaning efforts.
Lisa mentioned the problem removing the paint, and Kent explained that I
didn't do a good enough job rubbing in the cold cr me. Lisa handed me the
cold cr me and started to do Matt while Prof. Kent was finishing his new set
design and paints. He said that we would have to paint their faces this
time, but not to put the cold cr me near anyone's eyes. We would use a
very light coat of Vaseline there. He was going for a Greek statue look.
Before we started with the paint, he looked at Matt's legs. That hair
isn't going to look right. We're either going to have to shave it, or put a
flesh colored rubber coating over it. He said the coating is hot and could
be painful. Matt did not want to shave his legs, so Mr. Kent went over to
get the rubber mixture going.
Before he left he tossed me a packet of razors and can of shaving cream and
nodded to Lisa. I had her lay back on the linoleum floor and sat Indian
style next to her foot. I then lifted her left foot onto my shoulder. I
lathered up the gel type shaving cr me and did her lower leg and repeated
with the other. I then spread her legs enough for me to kneel between them
and lathered the top of them. I left her pussy hair alone, but had to lift
each leg out parallel to get the inside portion of her thigh. I then rolled
her over and got the back of her legs. I even shaved a little hair at the
top of her crack. I felt her underarms and deemed them sufficiently smooth.
Matt and the professor came back with Matt in some discomfort. Kent
explained that the rubber tightened as it cooled and took one of the razors
we had left and cleaned up the hair on Matt's belly and where it went over
his legs. He then tied a molded fig leaf with fishing twine onto Matt. He
said he would paint their faces, but for me to get a good even coat of gray
over all of the skin. I quickly dispatched with Matt, but with Lisa I made
her bend over and turn so that I didn't have to move much. He pinned up
their hair for wigs they would wear and then he took some other paints and
accentuated various featured. He basically added shadows to the ribs and
abdominal muscles and made Matt look like a body builder. The final step
was to sprinkle baby powder all over them to soften up the highlights and
make it look more like stone. We used a feather duster to even out the
powder that got both Matt and Lisa worked up a bit. After several poses
together, Prof. Kent ended up with one of Matt alone with a discus and one
of Lisa holding gray grapes over her mouth while sitting on a pedestal.
Kent explained the last set would attempt to make them look like fish, and
that the light gray color could easily be painted over. He did say that
Lisa's pubic hair would be a problem. I grabbed the shaving stuff and went
over to Lisa, but she said, "Thank you, but I can manage." I still watched
her closely and she shaved put and rubbed cold cr me to protect her pussy.
Kent had the Matt painted and got a green plastic mask over the top of his
head which had about a four inch fin sticking up. He had also "glued" some
fake gills and had him put in some yellow contacts. With some other
rubberized features, Matt looked like an ugly sea creature. Lisa was going
to be a mermaid who was caught by the monster. Kent had Lisa squeeze both
of her beautiful legs into a single over-sized stocking after cutting the
foot portion out. He had a rubber fin made up for her feet to slip into.
He then painted a rubber coating over the stocking, which was stretched to
about four inches below her waist. Lisa was rather helpless after the
rubber shrank, so I had to help her move everywhere. Kent was a true
artist, as he made short work of painting her up. He had several templates
that he used to create a scale effect on her legs and he continued that up
to her belly button. The rest of her was colored a light green and aqua
combination and he gave her a wig that had been dyed a bright green.
Since this was to be a scene of a captured mermaid, Kent had tried several
interesting poses. I like the one where Matt held her tail up in the air
and stuck a "foot" up under one boob like he was attempting to pull off her
fin. The way it pulled her ass, I could see her pussy trying to peek
through the fabric. I know I'll have fantasies of screwing mermaids for the
rest of my life. Kent left us to clean up and went into the darkroom not to
be disturbed. Matt shuffled out of his getup and was in the shower in under
a minute. Since Lisa was rather helpless, it was left for me to help her
get cleaned up. After picking her up, I saw the bed we had used last night
by the window and walked over toward it instead of the shower room. Lisa
asked what I was doing, and I said I was loosing my grip. I saw what I was
looking for and grabbed a clean rag and went back over and stuffed it in her
mouth, and with another I tied her hands behind her back.
I then moved her around the bed so that her tail was over the edge and tried
to peel the thin rubber from her pussy. With her wiggling it took me a good
minute or two to strike gold. I gave that pussy a big lick with my tongue
and soon found that it was quite wet and ready to go. By then I had a boner
that could win the Olympics. I dropped my pants and went to work. I can
imagine how this would look, but boy was I horny. Her tail kept getting in
the way, so I rolled her over with the tail high in the air. Her knees bent
a little giving me better access. About seven minutes into my attentions, a
big shudder went through her body and she suddenly relaxed. I thought she
had suffocated so I quickly went and pulled out her gag. Lisa said, "Oh
thank you, oh thank you, I think that was my first orgasm." I don't think I
saw a girl orgasm before, but I was just relieved I hadn't hurt her.
Another minute or two and I was done. I then peeled off the rubber tail and
pulled off the stockings and helped her get cleaned up. Matt was already
gone. After we were done Lisa said, "If you weren't so good, you would be
in deep trouble now mister. I expect you to call me after spring break."
With that she left, and since the "Do not disturb" light was still on in the
dark-room I left too after tidying up.
(The Wednesday trip home)
That Friday I was fairly tired. It is sad to say that up until now, I never
got laid two nights in a row, but all of the work up to getting laid is what
I blame my lethargy on. At 3:30 I was in my TA office and heard knocking
from Susan and Jenny. I intentionally never looked at them during class.
"Ah, come in and sit down."
They came in and sat down. "Listen mister, We've.."
"Quiet!" I said rather loudly cutting Jenny off. "I will do the talking." I
was now starting to get my energy back. "Tell me about your trip home
Wednesday night. Omit any derogatory remarks."
Jenny started off the story. "It was really cold and we were in the middle
of campus with all of the buildings locked up. The cold air did a real
number on our bodies. We hid for a while in the bushes next to Lloyd Hall
and cuddled up for warmth. Susan remembered that she had some gym cloths in
her car. We dashed through the rest of campus and luckily didn't see
anyone. Susan just had to have parked five blocks from campus that day. We
were pretty cold, so we walked on the grass between the cars and the
sidewalks toward Susan's car. Two guys came around the third block and we
thought we were spotted, but they were so into their conversation, they
didn't notice us kneeling next to the cars barely four feet away. We got to
Susan's car and she opened the trunk and pulled out her gym clothes and put
them on in record time. I asked her `Where's mine?' And she said she
didn't have any more. "
Jenny continued, "I looked and didn't even see a towel. Susan unlocked the
rest of her car and let me climb in the back seat. She warmed up her car
and drove to our apartment building. We're next door neighbors. She told
me to give her my keys and she would go get an outfit. After she went
inside, your buddy Mick showed up with four of his friends and surrounded
the car. I forgot he knows where we live, since he tutored us once at
Susan's. He said that they would escort me in unless I'd prefer to have
pictures taken. I agreed and I'm sure every guy there squeezed my ass and
tits as we walked. When we got to the third floor, my door was still
locked, so I knocked on Susan's door. Her roommate answered it. Sherry was
quite shocked to see me naked with five guys. A second later her boyfriend
appeared at the door. Sherry said she hasn't seen Susan tonight, but we
would get in trouble if people saw you in the hall. Tommy stopped the guys
from entering, but I said you'd better let them in. Sherry threw a robe at
me that I happily put on."
"Everyone was quite for about five minutes not knowing what to say. Then a
frantic Susan came through the door in her gym clothes and was relieved and
shocked at the same time. Sherry said, `there you are, aren't you freezing
in that.' Tommy said, `Something funny is going on, I demand an
explanation.' Your vile friend Mick was the first to speak. He told them
we were playing strip poker and lost. He said he grabbed a few more buddies
to come find us to get the lap dance he was owed. Sherry burst out laughing
and said she couldn't believe her two friends would ever play such a game,
and Mick explained that it was part of his deal to tutor them. Sherry knew
they were desperate to pass that class. Tommy asked Susan and me if all of
this was true and Susan said `Yes.' Tommy said that welching was something
he couldn't stand for. He asked which one of us lost and Mick said `both.'
He then asked who won. Mick said he did and so did Pete and motioned to his
blond friend. Tommy went into the kitchen and brought two chairs into the
middle of the room and told Mick and Pete to sit there. He moved the coffee
table out of the way and said to us, `you owe them a lap dance. Off with
those clothes.' I can't believe Sherry didn't do anything to stop him.
Susan started to undress and Tommy turned on the radio. Sherry took off
Pete's shirt and wiggled her naked ass against his crotch. Then she turned
around and straddled him and rubbed her big tits against his face. Pete
reached up and grabbed her ass and Tommy said `No hands.' Halfway through
the second song Pete came and Tommy said `Susan, you're done. Go to your
room.' `Sherry, go look after her and meet me in your room in about half an
hour.' And Sherry left me all alone with six lust filled guys."
"'Jenny, you'd better start on Mick real soon,' he told me. I peeled off
the robe and copied Susan's movements on Mick. Mick complained and said his
jeans were hurting him, so he got up and stripped to his underwear. I
continued for all I was worth. After three songs, Tommy said I wasn't doing
enough. `Use my mouth.' I've never touched a guy's thing with my mouth
before, but I was afraid, so I pulled out his dick and started licking it
like a lollipop. Mick grabbed my head and made me put the whole thing in
his mouth. I went up and down for another whole song and Tommy said I still
wasn't doing enough to get him off. Tommy tossed me a rubber and said go
down on him. With Mick and all his friends I didn't think I had a choice,
so I put the condom on him and resumed my `dance' and lowered myself on him.
After the next song, he turned me around so I was facing everyone while I
fucked him. He was mauling my little tits and finally he got up and threw
me to the floor and banged the hell out of my pussy until he finally came.
I was exhausted and just laid there. Mick rolled me over and handed me a
condom full of sperm and told me to drink it, so I did. I don't know why I
went along with everything but I know it is all your fault."
"No, it is your fault and Susan's fault." I replied. "You are the ones
that cheated. I gave you a second chance." Changing subjects. "Did you
notice the fat kid in Mick's group."
"Kind of" Jenny replied.
I pulled out a pocket video recorder and said. "He had this going all the
time Wednesday night. If Mick hadn't given me the only copy, you would be
having a fat kid blackmail you at this very moment. The tape looks like you
were quite willing. No one threatened you and you never said no. Now to
the subject of this weekend, have you canceled your plans?"
"Yeah" they said in unison.
"This week I am to house sit for our computing professor. I expect both of
you to accompany me and do anything I ask for the entire week. If you
comply with that, then I will forget all about the cheating and let you both
graduate.
Susan said, "Are you going to make us have sex?"
I replied, "Would you have sex with someone for a million dollars? Well I
figure you've already spent at least $24,000 on this education. I think
most girls would be willing to do a lot to protect that kind of investment.
Don't you?"
They nodded, and I asked them to be outside their apartment building with
their bags at seven tonight. "Also make sure you bring some very sexy
outfits." I added.
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