## Archive-name: miss_wolsey3

From: rgfish@rpaladin.win.net (Richard G Fischer)

Subject: REPOST : Miss Wolsey #3 nc s&m etc................

Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories

This is another story from my imagination. If you do not appreciate such, don't take offense. Just go on to the next posting.

If you are under age or immature forget the following.

If you are offended by non consensual sex, violence, S&M ... ETC then go on to the next posting.

You have been warned!!!

Miss Wolsey # 3
by Paladin

Evelyn returned to this world slowly. She was again in the total darkness of her moving car. Now she was stuffed and with two huge buzzing dildos. She was running like a river and her nipples would poke holes in the trunk if only she could set up. She tried to bring her hands down to alleviate the buzzing. She could not... She could do nothing but just wallow there and come ... and....

The car stopped and the door opened. The footsteps went away from the car and left her in her prison. Again she was left here in her the dark more of a prisoner as she was trust up and plugged. She wondered where she was. What would the witch do to her now??

After how long she could not guess she heard footsteps approaching her place of confinement. The trunk lid raised and Karen reached in with a blindfold and took her sight. She felt hands raising her to the sitting position and her naked ass contacted the cold car metal. Shivering she was tugged out and felt a pull to her neck. She stumbled on following the pull. She found that he ankles were hobbled so she could only step about a foot at a time. The discomfort of the dildos was excruciating but bent over she made progress.

She ran into the stairs with her big toe and learned to feel her way slowly up the short climb. She tried to keep bent over so the dummies would not cause her further pain but the dangling pendulums on her chest caused her to stagger and lurch forward. She could not imagine what any observer must think of her.

She was an upstanding citizen this morning, now she was just a naked whore going where her mistress commanded. She was horrified at the change. She was further distressed at her acceptance of it. She should....she....

She detected a bight light and a soft female hand grasped her left tit.

"Wolsey these do not appear too bad. They must be sore, red as they are but their should be no permanent welts just yet. You mind your manners and I won't have to do any permanent damage yet." Karen said with a twist.

All thought of disobeying vanished. The tits were too important to her. She would do what Karen wished. No question!

"OK now let's see what you think of your place in life now." The light was switched out and she was forced to her knees.

The blind fold was removed but the darkened room reviled nothing as to where she was. She saw a darkened bed and her neck was roped to the bed foot board. Karen brought a glass bowl and placed it between her knees, with the order

"Pee for me and be quick about it."

She was embarrassed and could not do it. Karen grabbed her smarting right tit and squeezed. She ordered,

"Pee for Karen or she beat your miserable tits."

The pressure convinced her. She strained and strained and finally a messy stream bathed her whole crotch and drenched the leather holding strap. Selfcontiously she peered up in the darkness at her former student and cringed when she heard,

Messy bitch but I'm not going to take those things out to relieve you. Now hold still while I prepare my toilette." Karen removed her mouth prod and pulled her hair and ears till Evelyn's face was under Karen's cunt open smelly cunt.

"Cover my pee hole Wolsey. This will be our thing from now on. Isn't that great? I sure you will be really good at it, WON'T YOU??"

Evelyn looked up into her Mistresses cunt. <She could not...She would not...> The tug of her left nipple changed her mind. She puckered up and covered the soon spewing hole. She could not keep up with the flow so her face and hair was soon inundated with the smelly yellow liquid.

"OH you kinky bitch. You wanted to try your new cologne. Now you will have all night to adapt to it. Now clean my up so I can get my rest, you messy bitch." Karen demanded.

Evelyn's throat burned with the vile liquid it had downed. Her face smelled like a urinal, which it was. the bitter taste was still on her tongue and now she had to lick clean the witches pee hole. She woul...... the hand was still on her tit. She reached up, with he tongue and did the cleaning chore. <YUCK!!!>

After it was done, Karen cinched Evelyn's neck tight to the bed foot board, climbed under the covers and ordered,

"Now I am going to take a nap. You just set there and wait till I need you. I know the dummies will keep you happy till I want to play some more." Karen ordered her cringing smelly servant.

Evelyn was miserable. <I've been stripped, beaten, raped....I don't know if I will ever be the same...I have to get away.> Try as she might their was no way she could escape, fixed as she was.

Her knees hurt. She smelled horrible. She was cold. But she waited for her Mistresses pleasure....

Where was she? The darkness and her position restricted her to a familiar looking dark foot board. The dildos kept her attention and did not let her think straight. She was miserable and hurting. She drifted off to a troubled nodding sleep.

"Wolsey you smelly old cunt wake up" came the command that brought her out of her slumber. That and a slap to the back of her bowed head.

Looking up she saw the black curly haired pussy of her mistress descending over her lower face. The bright light allowed her to see blurry images or familiar wall paper beyond the female sex.

"I told you this would be out thing, Wolsey. Now try to be better this time or I'll take a strap to you. I like my piss drinkers more skilled and you will be doing this from now on...Won't you Bitch!" Karen demanded of the captive former teacher.

Evelyn searched frantically for something to save her from this. Their was nothing. She puckered up and she covered Karen's urethra and waited like a slave for her mistresses voiding.

As she started to taste the horrible liquid she realized she was in her own house. Karen had her in her own house. She was a naked piss slave in her own bedroom. She had little time to reflect on this as the flow increased to overflowing her oral cavity. She dribbled the vile liquid over her chest and red tits.

Karen was furious. She grabbed Evelyns hair and dragged the trusted up bitch to the bathroom and threw her into the bottom of the tub.

Quickly she squatted over a horrified Evelyn's chest and strained and strained till a flow of turds emoted onto the captives tits.

Karen shifted her ass over the reeling captives face and ordered,

"Now I want that hole clean pronto bitch or I will make your skin off that stinking hide of yours. No fucking around do it now."

Evelyn's mind retreated to shock. She quickly tongued the required hole and did not even think of trying to dissuade this witch. The stink and filth on her chest and the smell in her hair and face showed this girl could do anything she wanted to her.

She worked and worked, polishing the girls ass hole. She cringed when she heard,

"You sly bitch. You wanted to do this all the time didn't you? Now a little something to wash it down and don't you dare spill a drop or get your filth on me." Karen demanded.

Evelyn puckered up her lips and this time she managed to stomach all the stinking yellow fluid. She did not know what else to do.

Karen rose from her slave and observed,

"Boy what a pig you are Wolsey. I going to have to give my bitch a wash down right now. Get up in the tub on your knees. You mistress is going to make it all better."

Wolsey knelt in the tub with the her mind totally shattered. She was as her former student suggested... a pig bitch. The memory of the turds flowing over her precious tits. The burning sour taste of the piss. She was broken. She was the only able to obey the girls commands.

She found herself shivering and realized the girl was washing her with only cold water. The cleansing of her flesh cooled her to a teeth chattering cold.

"There now that we got that nasty old stuff off we have to get you cleansed inside.... I think a pig bitch like you needs your 'Walkies' don't you Wolsey." Karen demanded grabbing the wet hair and dragging the almost chomotose woman to through her house and out the back door.

She was now freezing and started to convulse from fear. <What if someone of her neighbors saw her like this?> Evelyn feared.

"Squat like a good piggie or I whip those stiff sagging bumps. Wolsey you are a disgusting kinky whore. You like 'Walkies' out here. Just look those stiff headlights, you disgusting degenerate." Karen chided her.

Evelyn cringed. She knew that she would have to do as the girl demanded. She squatted and starring at the ground released her bladder in the back yard.

"Well I didn't believe you could do it Karen. You have got the old bitch peeing on command. I love it." came a female voice.

Miss Wolsey squatting naked pissing at her students order looked up and beheld three of her other unruly students. She sought rise but Karen kept her hair hold fixing her to the spot of her humiliation.

"Girls old Wolsey here is just and old pig bitch, and she responds well to a little kindness. See how well she pees." Karen explained.

Francis beamed, "As I'm class photographer I got to get a picture of this. I'll bet they would let me run it in the school paper... Na those stuffed shirts would shit... and jerkoff."

Karen tightened her grip on Evelyns hair and forced her to look at the camera as Francis recorded the scene. Karen grabbed Wolsey's lower Jaw and forced her head up to the cameras all seeing eye.

"Wolsey don't despair, my friend Luthor can get these pictures published. He knows a lot of porno mags dudes. They will just flip. Teacher and her students. Why for a fuck or two he might even pay you...I mean me... Your mistress from now own will take care of everything, Woun't I?"

More to come...................

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