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CHAPTER
9
stephanie was so
grateful when the professor broke the quiet tension by clearing his throat and
beginning the class. He introduced
himself, and handed out the course syllabus.
He read names off the attendance sheet.
“stephanie phan?”
“Here,
Sir,” she responded, knowing it was not a complete sentence, but at least
including the correct form of address.
Twenty
minutes into the lecture, stephanie felt a tap at her
elbow, and a note was given to her. she opened it and her heartbeat jumped dramatically.
When
you leave class, turn right. Room 219 is
free and I want a piece of you.
From
that moment on, she tried to concentrate on the professor, but her mind was a
blur. she
couldn’t even get through her first class without a demand being placed on her
body. she would
be late to her next class. Was it a guy
or girl who wanted her and was he/she sitting behind her right now? Dare she look? It looked like a guy’s writing, but she
wasn’t totally sure. Thus far only her
mouth had been used, and her ass plugged, but not her pussy. Of course, she was not a virgin, but why, oh
why was this happening?
When
class ended, she walked quickly out the door and turned right, opening the door
to Room 219. No one was in the class, so
she walked in, looked around, and walked over to the window. she was
concentrating and thinking about nothing and about everything and was startled
when a guy’s voice said, “Don’t turn around.
Just drop your shorts and bend over.
Place your head on the window sill.
Do it now.”
“Yes,
Sir,” she responded in a frightened voice.
He must have walked in quietly while she was daydreaming. she could hear him
turn the lock on the door, and walk towards her. she wanted so badly
to turn around, to see her violator. she felt a tug on her ass plug.
“This
is inconvenient,” he said, and pulled it out with an audible “pop”. He set it on the wide window sill near her
head.
“Please
Master, do me quickly. i have a class in 5 minutes across the quad.”
The
slap to her ass was harsh and swift. she let out a gasp.
“Shut up, slut. Bend over completely and reach inside your
legs and pull on your pussy lips. If you dress like a slut and walk like a
slut, and talk like a slut, you are a slut.
Hurry, slut!”
she obeyed and
could then see that he was wearing jeans and tennis shoes, Nike, black. The jeans were frayed at the bottom. she heard him
unbuckling his belt, unzipping his jeans, and they dropped to the floor,
followed by his white briefs. These
thoughts passed through her mind quickly; the humiliation of opening her own
cunt to rape was the dominant thought.
The
rape was swift and without emotion. He
emptied his cum into her open hole, both he and she grunting with sexual
lust. “No, no, no,” she thought. “This is so awful, so wrong. They haven’t given me any birth control
pills. Why me!” she screamed in her mind, but the only sound that came out was
a moan. she
didn’t realize that the food she had eaten since arriving all had birth control
medication. The dose in the oatmeal
would prevent any unwanted pregnancy.
He came
so quickly she received no pleasure. In
moments, he pulled out and was picking up his shorts and jeans, zipping and
buckling. she
released her pussy lips for a moment and was about to rise, but he stopped what
he was doing and gave her a swift slap on the thigh.
“Get
those lips apart. Did i tell you to
move, slut?”
“No,
Sir,” she whimpered.
“Just
stay like that until you hear the door open and shut, then you may stick that
thing back in your ass and get out of here.
See you again, slut.” And she
heard him walk away, the door open and close.
she stood and picked up the plug. cum was dripping
down her thighs. she
froze and the word PREGNANT flashed through her thoughts. she ignored the cum, forced the plug back
into her ass, pulled up her tight shorts, and moved as quickly as she could out
the door, down the stairs, across the grassy area, and into Angstrom. she forgot all about
the way she was supposed to walk. she ran as fast as she could in the platform sandals. The
clock in the hallway said
As she
climbed the stairs, she thought of what to do.
Should she just skip the class, go to the restroom and clean up? Should she go to class, and humiliate herself
finding a seat near the front, even though class had started? Should she just quietly enter the class and
sit near the back? Thoughts of
punishment ran through her mind. If she
was going to be punished, which would be the lesser of evils?
she decided she
couldn’t skip class, especially the first day, so as she opened the door
quietly, she was already looking for a seat near the door. she entered, trying
to make no noise, taking a quick glance at the professor who was reading the
names of the students in the class. she sat, opened her minipack, got out her notepad and
pencil, and then remembered to spread her legs widely.
“And
your name is?” she heard the professor say.
she looked up and realized he was speaking to
her.
“stephanie phan, Sir,” she answered.
“I
trust you won’t be making it a habit to be late, ms. phan.”
“No, Sir, sorry, Sir.”
The
professor proceeded to outline the course, gave details of the assignments and
projects, and cracked a few jokes. He
had a friendly face, and stephanie felt comfortable in
his class. she
looked around and realized there was in fact an open seat directly in front of
his podium, but she couldn’t bring herself to get up in class and make her way
to the front. It just wasn’t possible.
Class
ended at
“Hello,
Sir,” she responded, without directly looking him in the eyes.
“Doesn’t
seem like that class will be too hard, does it.”
“No,
Sir.”
“I
couldn’t help but notice you when you walked in. you are one hot
item.”
“Thank
you, Sir,” not sure at all that she was thankful for this comment.
“How about lunch?”
“i’m sorry, Sir, but i have to meet someone at 12.”
“Oh. Maybe next time?”
“Maybe, Sir.”
By
then, they had reached the bottom of the stairs. He took a longer stride and blocked her path,
sticking out his hand to shake. “My name
is Alan.”
“i’m stephanie, Sir.”
He was very cute, and Asian.
“Well,
see you around, stephanie.”
“Yes, Sir.” Oh, she wished she could have said YES to his
lunch invitation. she
stood in the shade awaiting amy. Several
minutes passed. The building had nearly
emptied for lunch. she
got many stares, looks, and leers, but no one else spoke with her.
“KNEEL,”
she heard amy’s voice behind her, but couldn’t believe
what she had heard. she
started to turn and to question the order when amy spoke even louder with a
tone of authority, “i said KNEEL.”
“Yes,
Mistress,” stephanie replied and fell to the KNEEL
position. Several students heard the
order and looked her way. she wished the earth would open and swallow her up. she felt totally
humiliated to be seen in public, kneeling, knees spread, back straight, and her
hands like paws before her.
amy clipped the
leash and gave it a jerk to emphasize her words. “When i give you an order, you obey it
immediately. No delay, no
discussion. Do i make myself clear?”
“Yes,
Mistress,” stephanie spoke with tears in her
eyes. amy
jerked the leash once again and stephanie got the message. “Yes, Mistress, this slut understands.”
“you better. All of
these mistakes you make mean additional punishments, so i suggest you
focus. Now, STAND and report to me about
your morning.”
stephanie rose
quickly and took the required position.
“About 20 minutes into the first class, this slut got a note. It told her to meet someone after class in an
empty classroom.”
“Hand
me the note, slut.”
“Yes,
Mistress,” and stephanie got the note from her
backpack, handed it to amy, and resumed position. amy read the note,
held it in her hand, and said, “Continue.”
stephanie gave a
complete account of what happened in the classroom, why she was late to the
next class, and reported that except for a guy named Alan, no one else had
spoken to her.
“Did
you follow of all my instructions in the classrooms?” asked amy.
“Yes,
Mistress, this slut obeyed your instructions.”
stephanie knew she did not sit in the correct
seat in the psychology class, but risked the lie. she wanted to get
out of there and away from the stares and smiles and looks of the students that
were passing by.
“OK,
good, let’s get some lunch and then a full afternoon,” and with that, amy took the leash and the two sluts made their way back to
the Foundation, asses swinging sexily.
They
entered through the delivery door, and at that point took off all their clothes
and shoes. stephanie
couldn’t help but notice the dried cum on her thighs and pussy, left by her
mysterious rapist. Several other items of clothing had been tossed in the
hamper, indicating that many others had already returned from their morning
classes. stephanie
was ordered to keep the plug in her ass.
“HEEL,”
and amy led stephanie down the now-familiar
hallways. They returned to Training Room
2, where amy ordered stephanie inside, told her to get
her piss bowl, to use it if needed, and then to get into a KNEEL position,
while she went for lunch. amy returned a short time
later to find her slut correctly positioned in the room. she tossed some
salad and raw vegetables in the wet bowl, as stephanie looked on apprehensively. she had used the
bowl to pee and had washed it out carefully, knowing she would probably have to
eat her lunch from the very same bowl.
No
salad dressing was added and amy ordered stephanie on
all fours, after handing her a scrunchy to put her hair into a ponytail. amy sat down at the
table and seemed to be enjoying a more substantial chicken salad. stephanie could
smell it and her mouth watered. she was very hungry and this “rabbit food” was certainly not
going to fill her up. amy
asked her about the classes, and the homework, and stephanie replied correctly.
“Then
you should be able to wrap up your studies in an hour tonight, is that right?”
“Yes,
Mistress, an hour should be enough.”
“Good. Are you still hungry, slut?”
“Yes,
Mistress, this slut is still hungry.”
“Crawl over here, slut. slut
jo says you are an excellent pussy licker.
Let’s see if that’s true,” and stephanie knew
what was expected. amy
acted nonchalant, still eating her salad, as stephanie crawled between her open
legs, and got her first taste of amy. her studded tongue played with amy’s pussy rings, trying to
tug them slightly and make contact with her braces. she took little
bites of amy’s cunt lips, and by now amy had stopped eating and had leaned back
in her chair in total enjoyment. After
several minutes of playing with amy’s rings and lips,
stephanie’s tongue began to explore more deeply, swirling around amy’s ringed
clit. By now amy
was nearing Nirvana, and she leaned forward, grabbing stephanie’s ears and
earrings and pulling her more deeply into her glistening love nest.
stephanie’s mind
was wandering, with random thoughts coming and going. Only 24 hours had passed since her arrival
into this new life. she
hated it and she loved it. amy was even sweeter than jo. Finally, in a shivering moan, amy came and her juices flowed. stephanie’s mouth
captured it all.
“Oh,
yes, slut, yes,” moaned amy and stephanie did not let
up. she felt
good about her skills at making her mistress cum. “KNEEL, slut,” ordered amy,
softly, trying to regain her composure.
“No, i mean, OPEN, slut,” she changed her mind. This position was the most painful,
especially with the butt plug buried within her.
“Good
slut, very good,” she praised. she had picked two carrot sticks from her plate and squatted
near stephanie’s wet cunt. she pushed the carrots into stephanie’s juicing slit, twirly
them around and causing stephanie to moan.
When the carrots were covered with juice, she placed one at a time at stephanie’s lips, and the opened slut ate them from her
mistress’ hand. amy looked deeply into
stephanie’s eyes, and then as she swallowed the last carrot, leaned over and
planted her open mouth on stephanie’s, kissing deeply, tongues racing around
each other’s mouths, fast and furiously.
stephanie never
broke position, and several minutes later amy broke their bond and stood. “we have to get going.
you have another appointment in 5 minutes. HEEL.” stephanie was
flushed with sexual energy, and quickly responded. amy took the leash
and they left the training room.
they walked down
the hallway familiar to stephanie from the day before, entering the same room
where Dr. Henry had put her in dental bondage the previous afternoon. stephanie looked
around in a bit of a panic and whispered “Mistress?”
“shhhh, slut, get up in the chair like yesterday. Don’t make it any more difficult.” When stephanie
didn’t immediately move, amy jerked on the leash and forced her forward. Like the day before, she was strapped into
the chair, and her heartbeat raced. she sensed what was going to happen, but tried to block it
out of her mind. The butt plug was so
uncomfortable. amy
approached with a red ball gag, and stephanie opened wide. The gag was buckled into place and then her
forehead was strapped to the head rest. she was totally immobilized.
amy
showed some compassion, and tenderly ran her palms down stephanie’s arms and
stomach. “It won’t take long, i promise,
and i will be here to pleasure you during the procedure.” stephanie blinked
back the tears and moaned in discomfort.
stephanie was beginning to feel a special
affection for amy.
Derek and another young man
entered the room a few minutes later, the stranger carrying a gym bag. stephanie could see
them out of the corner of her eye. she was so humiliated to be seen like this by Derek and a
stranger. He walked up to the two sluts.
amy had stood at attention, hands locked behind her
neck. “Hi, slut amy. How were classes this morning?” While he spoke, his finger lingered and teased
stephanie’s shaved cunt. she could feel her
pussy throbbing and mewed like a cat into her gag.
“Classes went well, thank you,
Master,” she
answered, noticing how he was teasing the strapped-in slut. her pussy began to
throb, also.
“Hi, slut amy,”
said the new guy, with a foreign accent.
He was about the same age, and equally attractive. His hair was longer and he had a dragon or
snake tattoo on his arm and one earring.
“Hello, Master,” she
replied.
“slut
stephanie,” Derek continued, “this is Master Colin. He will be doing today’s procedure, and
afterwards you will show your appreciation.
Understood?”
stephanie made groaning noises
through her gag and blinked her eyes.
“Good. Colin, slut amy and I have a meeting with Dr.
Charles, so you can handle things from here.
Like always.”
“Right, mate, see you in a bit,”
Colin said, with a distinct Australian accent.
“And how is our little patient today?” he asked teasingly, as he pinched
her very erect nipple. “Let’s get on
with it,” and he turned to his bag which he had set on the table near the
dental chair.
“Here’s what we’re doing to do,
little pussy. As a freshman scholarship
student, you are one notch lower than a domesticated animal. That being the case, you need a nose ring to
symbolize your sorry state. Nothing
personal. I remember ringing slut amy
several years ago.”
stephanie’s eyes were darting
between Colin and his equipment, and she made sporadic moans through the
gag.
“If you were my whore, I would
place a permanent grommet in your septum, so you could take a thicker and
larger ring. The rings in my whores are
used often for restraint and for more exotic bondage. But here at the Foundation, it is only for a
limited time, so nothing permanent. Just
a quick punch, insert a self-locking ring, and done. When it is removed, no one will know it was
there. Cool?” All the while, he had been getting his equipment
ready on the dental tray. He had plugged
in the punch to an electrical socket on the tray.
stephanie groaned once again in
reply. He turned to look at her, and
with a free hand, gripped her septum with his thumb and forefinger. “No problem,” he announced. And with that, he placed the punch around her
septum and said, “Look in my eyes, slut.”
stephanie obeyed, mesmerized by his deep blue eyes, and then he
compressed the punch. The pain was
excruciating, and stephanie screamed, but the gag did its job. she could feel the heat as the punch made the
hole and cauterized the blood vessels.
The entire time, Colin smiled and seemed to be enjoying his work. “And why not,” he thought? It was so much more fun to play with the Foundation
sluts. Those that normally came to his
salon were usually far less attractive and far less intelligent. College drop outs, Goths, biker girls. No, for him, there was nothing like the Foundation
girls, always A#1 hot dishes.
He removed the punch as the tears
streamed down stephanie face. Had she
been locked in a penis gag, she would have probably choked, but the ball gag
gave her throat and tongue plenty of room to expand and contract as she
struggled to breathe normally. He picked
the stainless steel ring from the tray, opened it just enough to pass by her
septum, and unceremoniously locked it in place.
The ring could not be removed except by cutting it off. “There, what did I tell you. All done.
Here, let’s get you out of the chair, and get the gag off, shall we?”
stephanie continued to sob, but his calming manner helped. The last thing he removed was the gag. “Whoa, nice and shiny. Give Master Colin a bright smile, will you?” she did her best to smile through the embarrassment. “Oh, what I could do with those braces on my whores. I can imagine all sorts of ties and bondage. Let’s see the tongue,” and stephanie showed him her pierced tongue. “Like always. I would put a ring or two on that pretty tongue of yours, if you were mine. Oh well, can’t have everything. KNEEL, slut,” he ordered and stepped aside to allow her to get out of the chair and take up the KNEEL position.
“What’s this?” he said as he tapped her butt plug on the way by.
Not sure what to do, but now conditioned to respond, she said, “It is a butt plug, Sir.”
“And why are you wearing it, slut?”
“this slut is wearing it because her ass is too tight, Sir.”
“I see. Continue.”
While she was getting in the
KNEEL position, Colin was opening his fly and his hard cock literally jumped
out. No words were spoken. she took his cock as though it was her best
friend, and her studded tongue played music as it danced around and made love
to it. stephanie was learning fast, and
knew when it was time to take it deep in her throat, knew when he was about to
cum, knew when to suck and when to breathe, and most important, when to
swallow. When he came, she was ready and
not a drop of his cum escaped from her sealed lips.
“Whoa, that was good, slut,” he
praised, patting her on the head like a dog, as he pulled his dick back into
his pants and zipped up. “Look at me,
slut.”
she raised her eyes, hoping it
wasn’t a trick which would lead to more pain and punishment. Their eyes locked, and it was a though he
could see deep into her soul. He reached
out and took the nose ring in his finger and lifted it, forcing her head
higher. “you are a beautiful piece of
meat,” he said.
“Thank you, Sir,” she said, but
shocked by his description of her. she
thought for a moment that something like attraction has flashed from eyes to
eyes, but it was only the look of a Master towards a slut. she choked back tears once again. He released her ring, and left her in the
KNEEL position. “Stay until someone
returns. See you again one day, I’m
sure.”
“Yes, Master, this slut will
stay.” And he packed his bag and
left. stephanie was alone with her
thoughts for several minutes. she dared
move her one hand and felt the ring which now marked her as a true animal. There was some pain, but that was so minor to
the shock of what she must now look like.
she returned her hands to the correct position, and squeezed her eyes to
stop any tears that seemed to be forming.
Moments later the door opened and
Master Charles, Master Derek, and amy walked in. her eyes were lowered, but she sensed
something was wrong, as they stood before her.
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Author’s note: I have been out of commission for some
time. My editor, evelyn wang, will be
sending in updates in the near future, until I recover. If you have any ideas to future chapters,
please email her at: slutev@yahoo.com
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