Synopsis: There was once this teacher, and wouldn't you know it, she was not only a prude, but very strict as well. Everything was fine, until a former student puts her in her place.
Taming the Teach
(c)2001 by Couture
couture_writes@hotmail.com
Please do not read if under 18 years of age or
offended by sexually explicit stories and situations.
(Fd, F+F, M+F, humil)
(c)2001 by Couture
"This is just another example of why I hate being a
teacher," Ms. Thompson said to herself, as she started
her car and pulled out of her driveway. "Kids these
days have no respect for authority as it is. Now they
are going to make me chaperone the Halloween party and
require me to wear a stupid costume!" She looked
down at the costume she had picked out. It was a
nun's habit and she carried a teacher's pointer,
completing the ensemble. "This should be
authoritarian enough to make sure the little devils
continue to respect me!" she thought, as her mouth
tightened and pinched together. No one could have
guessed that she was attempting to grin.
"Why do they have to have a Halloween dance anyway? I
know they want to keep the kids in a structured
environment where they can't drink and drive, but this
is supporting a pagan holiday. That's the problem
these days, they need to bring God back into the
classes!" Ms. Thompson had chosen her costume for the
religious significance as well. 'It's a shame, the
only day I could bring religion to school, is
Halloween,' she thought, as she fingered her rosary
beads.
Ms. Thompson's Corsica slowed and then pulled over to
the side of the road after making a horrible sound.
'Why tonight of all nights?' she thought, as she
reached for her pocket book. "Oh no! I was in such a
hurry to get dressed in my costume, I forgot my pocket
book!" she exclaimed, hitting the steering wheel. She
was afraid to get out of the car and walk, especially
with it being Halloween, but there was not other
option. She did take the precaution and crossed to
the other side of the road, so no one would try to
pick her up.
A car slowed down, honking the horn as it drove by.
"Need a ride!" they shouted, then burning rubber as
they sped off. "Well you're not gonna get nun!"
"Blasted kids!" she swore, as the car pulled away.
"They could have at least not used a double negative."
A red convertible Mustang pulled next to the walking
nun and a window slid down. "Hey lady! You need a
ride?" a young red haired girl asked.
Ms. Thompson looked in the window at the other
occupants. They were all young girl, she saw with
relief. It was much further to school than she
originally thought and her feet were beginning to
hurt, so she decided to take a chance. "Thank
heavens!" she exclaimed. "My car broke down and I
forgot my cellular phone. If you be so kind as to
take me as far as Holybrook High School, I would be
ever so grateful," she said as cheerfully as possible.
"Sure lady, hop in!" she shouted out the window.
"Tamika, get out and let the lady in the back seat.
Show the old lady some manners," she asked the girl in
the back seat.
'I am not an *old* lady! The nerve of that girl!'
thought the teacher.
The back door opened and a young black girl got out of
the car. Ms. Thompson was taken aback by the black
girl's clothes or rather her lack of clothes. She was
wearing what seemed to be the tiniest Catholic school
uniform ever made. It was so short that when she got
out of the car, she flashed her tiny white panties to
the older woman.
'The clothes these kids wear today, it just isn't
proper,' Ms. Thompson thought, as she got in the seat.
She was startled when the black girl pushed her beside
the blonde girl in the back seat and then got in next
to her. 'What on earth is she doing that for?'
worried Ms. Thompson, as she was sandwiched between
the two girls. 'Why doesn't she sit in the front,
where she was?' Not only did she think this was a
little strange, but it was also peculiar that all the
girls were dressed in the same costume. Even if
tonight was Halloween. 'Maybe, they are actually
Catholic school girls,' she reasoned.
The driver looked back at the hitch-hiker and then
widened her eyes in shock. "Ms. Thompson! Is that
you?" she exclaimed.
"Err-yes," replied Ms. Thompson, while she tried to
remember the girl's name. She looked familiar, but
she just couldn't place her, after only seeing her
briefly.
"You failed me, if that helps," added the red-haired
girl.
"Tina? Tina Anderson. I've missed you at school this
year, are you going to St. Mary's now?" Ms. Thompson
asked. To her dismay all the other girls in the car
began laughing hysterically.
The black girl put her arm around the flustered
teacher, "Teach, you a trip!" she said as she
playfully poked her index finger in the older woman's
ribs. Ms. Thompson's reaction was immediate, as she
jumped away from the finger that goosed her and landed
in the blonde's lap, who sat to her left.
"Ugh, get off me lady, you're crushing me with that
fat ass!" the petite blonde shouted.
"Sorry, b-but s-she," Ms. Thompson replied
apologetically, as she looked over at the black girl,
sitting so smugly with a *what who me* look, plastered
on her face. The older woman couldn't say that she
was extremely ticklish; she knew how mean kids could
be when they found a weakness. Instead, she just
sheepishly scooted back into the middle again, but
Tamika did notice.
"No, I'm not a student Ms. Thompson, I just play one
on TV. Besides, you ended my school career for me
with that F you gave me. No chance of college for me,
after that I'm afraid, so I just found a nice well
paying job that I don't need your little diploma to
get," Tina said in a superior tone.
"I'm sorry to hear that Tina. You really should try
to get your degree, and don't blame me, you were the
one who didn't do your assignments." Ms. Thompson
chided the girl. It was a speech she had given time
and time before.
Tina put a cigarette in her mouth and lit it. Smoke
began to fill the car, much to the teacher's dismay.
'What is that curious smell?' thought Ms. Thompson,
smelling the spicy fumes that filled the air. 'Dear
God! She wouldn't have the nerve to smoke marijuana
in front of a teacher, would she?' The teacher
coughed and waved her hand in front of her face.
"Tina, I can't believe you have the gall to do drugs
in front of a me! Put that out, before I turn you
girls in at your school!" she demanded, but to her
consternation the girl just took another drag,
ignoring her. However, she began to grow exasperated,
when the girls began laughing at her again.
"You know Ms. Thompson, you really shouldn't be such a
fucking bitch, when you are at someone else's mercy,"
Tina said, as she began intentionally filling the car
with her second hand smoke. "Tamika, I don't think
nuns are supposed to wear underwear. Why don't you
see if she's in a proper costume?"
"Cough-Wait, wait!" Ms. Thompson frantically, tried to
fight off the black girl, but the blonde next to her
grabbed one of her arms and Tamika began to tickle the
stern older woman.
She wasn't stern for much longer. Ms. Thompson, began
laughing hysterically and coughing, while she tried to
squirm away. Much to her dismay, the blonde now
joined in the ticking. "No please, please, I can't
breathe!" she gasped, struggling weakly as her habit
was pulled over her head.
"You're right Tina, this teach ain't a real nun!" said
Tamika, laughing at the squirming older woman.
Tina pulled the Mustang over and parked behind a
closed drug store, not wanting to miss any of the
action that was taking place. "Damn! Look at those
granny panties on Ms. Thompson!" she laughed. "Come
on girls, if she's gonna dress as a nun, she should do
it right!"
All three girls descended on the hapless teacher like
a flock of harpies. The teacher struggled against the
girls in a vain attempt to keep her dignity, however
soon her habit was pulled over her head and arms,
immobilizing her upper body.
"Eeeee - eeeee, girls -- girls" the teachers screams
were muffled by the thick fabric. However, her
actions were useless, since the girl's promptly
stripped her of her undergarments. She shivered, as
she felt the cold air of the car, chilling her naked
sex and breasts.
"Damn look at her bush Tina! Judging by the amount of
overgrowth, I would say the fields the fields beneath,
haven't seen a plow in quite a long time!" Tina said,
followed by more hysterical laughter from the girls.
"Maybe we should weed that garden?" Tamika said, as
she began to pluck at the dense mat of curly hair.
This elicited more squeals and squirming from the
hapless older woman. Ms. Thompson tried to catch her
breath, but the hot wool of the nun's habit kept still
captured her arms and head. She was beginning to feel
quite cluster phobic, as she began to panic for
breath.
"Okay girls, leave her alone for a second," Tina
admonished her friends, until they stopped tormenting
the teacher, but still held her firmly trapped in the
fabric of her habit.
"You are not in class anymore teach, out here I'm in
charge. So if you want them to stop, I suggest you
act like you have some manners!" scolded her former
student.
Upon feeling the hands cease their tickling and
pulling out her her pubic hair, the teacher stopped
struggling, her sweaty breasts heaving as she tried to
catch her breath. She didn't even try to squirm away
from the hands that were still placed on very personal
places on her body, lest her torment resume.
"That's a good girl, now sit your ass up straight,
like you have some education! Didn't your mother ever
teach you to mind? Especially when you are taking
advantage of other's hospitality?" Tina asked.
Ms. Thompson burned with humiliation, hearing her
student fuss at her as if she were an ill-mannered
child. The teacher sat back up in the seat properly
or at least as good as she could with her arms and
head trapped in her habit. She thought back to when
she was a little girl and how her strict mother used
to constantly correct her about how she sat, what she
wore, and how she talked. 'What have I done?' she
remembered in horror, the last time she had heard
Tina's words. Yes, she was fourteen and her mother
had let her visit, with her cousin and aunt. While
they were eating lunch, her cousin was eating with her
mouth open. She had simply corrected her by telling
her that animals eat with their mouths open. After
all, It was only what her mother had told her hundreds
of times.
However, she didn't expect everyone's angry reaction.
Her silverware was taken and they expected her to eat
with her fingers. She stubbornly refused and waited
patiently for her mother to arrive and straighten out
these unmannered heathens. She never expected her
mother's reaction, when she flew into a rage after
hearing what happened.
She soon found herself with her bottom draped over her
mother's lap, as her mother spanked her bare ass in
front of her aunt and her cousin. "Young lady, if you
had manners you wouldn't take advantage of your
Auntie's hospitality," her mother said as she
continued to spank her until she cried in front of her
younger cousin. As if that wasn't humiliating enough
for the misbehaved teenager, she was spanked until she
finished the food she refused to eat. Since, her arms
were trapped under her mother's leg, she had to depend
upon her cousin to feed her. Needless to say, the
little brat too full advantage of her situation, by
making Barbara eat out of her fingers. She even
*accidently* dropped some on the floor and made eat
that too, laughing all the while that Barbara cried.
Her relationship had never been the same with her
cousin again.
It was one of the worst experiences of Barbara's
childhood and she didn't want to repeat the lesson
again.
"So are you gonna behave little girl? " asked her
former student.
"Yes," came Barbara's muffled reply.
"I can't hear you teach. Spread your legs once for
yes or keep them closed for no!" demanded the petulant
redhead.
'If she would just turn the radio down, she could hear
me dammit!' thought the older woman, but she spread
legs hesitantly for her former student. She felt the
swollen lips to her sex, stick and then pull apart.
'Dear God! I'm wet! I pray they don't notice,' she
thought in dismay.
"Ewwww . . . what's that smell?" Tamika asked, with
revulsion.
It was amazing any of the girls could smell at all
since the car interior was hazy from the marijuana.
Unbeknownst to Ms. Thompson, as the teenaged girls
continued to pass the joint around, they would press
their mouths against the older woman's habit, and
exhale their spent smoke, turning the inside of the
woolen prison into a large bong.
"It smells like the fields are fertile, but the land
just needs to be worked," said Tina with amusement, as
she caught a whiff of the older woman's musky scent.
The teacher cringed inside, when she heard the
question. She prayed her pubic hair would cover the
evidence of her arousal, but suddenly it seemed kind
of funny and she began to giggle. She noticed that
she felt kind of fuzzy, in a good sort of way.
Somewhere a part of her knew she should be humiliated
that the girls could smell the arousal coming from her
sex, but another part of her could only laugh at how
hilarious it was that she was practically naked in
front of three teenage girls.
"Okay teach, if you behave, we will take this nasty
old costume off of you. Hee, hee, you know what they
say girl, old habits are hard to break." Tina said,
which for some reason caused everyone including Ms.
Thompson to laugh hysterically.
The habit was lifted off the prim and proper teacher,
soon she found herself sitting totally nude in the
back seat.
"Damn look at the size of the melons on the old bag!
They are huge!" said Tammy, as her eyes widened in
amazement at the size and firmness of the teacher's
breasts.
Ms. Thompson, blushed at the complement and her
nipples crinkled in hardness under the young girl's
gaze.
"They gotta be big, to keep her from falling backward
on that big ass!" laughed Tamika, pinching the
teacher's womanly ass, causing the teacher to jump up
and hit her head on the top of the car.
"Oh, my head!" said Ms Thompson, rubbing the knot that
was forming on her head. While she was occupied, she
was shocked to find one of the girls was touching her
sex! "No, no, no," she said dumbly ,as she tried to
pull the offending hand from her privates. However,
the black girl had a handful of her curly fur and
wouldn't let go.
Tamika stroked the older woman's sex, eliciting a moan
from the teacher. "Damn, this old bag is leaking all
over your seats, Tina. You're gonna have a big ol'
stain here tomorrow," she said with a smile.
"Damn you, you old horny bitch!" Tina shouted.
"Girls, do something to keep her from ruining my
seats. As much as I hate to miss out on the fun, we
have to get to that party." She said, starting the car
and pulling off.
"My clothes! My clothes!" Ms. Thompson pleaded,
seeing the headlights of other cars.
"You better keep them cow-tits covered up teach,
instead of trying to rub your puss" suggested Tina.
"I wasn't . . . " Ms. Thompson said, covering her
massive melons, trying to hide them behind her small
hands. Between the buzz and Tamika's questing hand,
she was finding it very difficult to concentrate on
what was going on, on what was happening to her. "I
was only trying to . . . "
"We know what you were trying to do," said Tammy,
whispering her hot breath into the teacher's ear. "It
is real nice of you to try to keep from ruining Tina's
seat, but we will do that for you since your hands
seem to be occupied." The young blonde's hand joined
Tamika's dark-skinned one at the older woman's hairy
sex.
"Tina, don't bogart that joint sister, pass it back!"
Tamika yelled at Tina, who held the joint out between
the two seats. "Reach up there and get it for me
teach, can't you see I got my hands full," the dark
girl punctuated her words with a squeeze to the
teacher's clit.
Hesitantly, Ms. Thompson let go of her right breast
and took the pro-offered joint from Tina's hand.
"Go on and put it in my mouth for me," encouraged
Tamika, as Ms. Thompson's shaking hand placed the
blunt between the dark girl's full lips. She couldn't
believe she had been reduced to enabling these girl's
to smoke illegal drugs. Tamika took a long toke on
the joint and to the teacher's horror, placed her
mouth on the teacher's and as the Ms. Thompson tried
to insist the girl stop, she found her lungs filled
full of the spicy smoke. Her buzz intensified, as
they passed the smoke back and forth between them. To
her dismay, she felt the girl exploring her mouth with
her tongue, it felt real nice. However, she didn't
kiss back, but merely passively enjoyed the probing.
Tammy looked on with amazement as the teacher's
eyelids half closed and relaxed under the dark girl's
control.
Tamika broke the kiss, leaving the teacher dazed and
leaned back with her mouth still open. "Here Teach,
let Tammy get a hit of that shit," she said, as she
placed the joint between the teachers parted lips.
Ms. Thompson obediently inhaled deeply, then turned
and opened her mouth, as Tammy kissed her and the two
passed the smoke back and forth. The teacher was now
moaning under the effects of the joint and the hands
playing with her pussy. 'Damn, I'm seeing stars!' she
thought as Tina snapped a picture of her sharing drugs
and engaging in unnatural acts with two girls wearing
Catholic uniforms.
The teacher had long since stopped caring about how
immoral she was acting, she only knew that it felt
delicious. Ms. Thompson took another hit on the
joint, when Tammy placed it in her mouth, then turned
to share with Tamika again. Tamika had other ideas
however and teased the teacher, staying just out
reach of her questing mouth. The teacher's lungs
ached for release, she stuck her tongue out and it
danced with Tamika's. She caught the dark girl's
playful tongue between her lips and sucked it into her
mouth, before exhaling into Tamika's mouth.
"Ahhhh," the teacher moaned, as she felt one of the
girls press her finger into the tight passage of her
sex. Tamika pulled her mouth away from Ms. Thompson's
and the older woman opened her mouth so the cigarette
could be placed back in it. "Uck!" she gagged, when
she tasted an unfamiliar taste on the wet finger. To
her horror, she realized it was the finger that had
been placed in her sex.
"Tina will be *real mad* if you make a mess on her
back seat, so you are going to have to keep those
nasty juices in check Teach!" Tamika said, laughing at
the look of helpless dismay written on the teacher's
face.
Tina looked on with disbelief. She couldn't believe
that they actually had gotten her former prissy
teacher naked and acting like a slut in only a few
minutes. .
Yes indeed, Ms. Thompson had other things on her
clouded mind right now. Her legs were spread wide,
and her feet rested on either side of the front seats
of the car. The girls on either side of her were
openly frigging her hairy cunt, while the other
masturbated herself underneath her school girl skirt,
then they would switch off after having the teacher
clean the slick juices from their fingers. Ms.
Thompson had long since given up on just whose juices
she was trying to keep *in check*. As the car
traveled down the road, instead of shielding her large
breasts, Ms. Thompson began to pinch and pull on her
large nipples, enjoying the sensation.
Finally, they had arrived at their destination and
unnoticed to the teacher, the car had come to a stop.
Ms. Thompson was leaning back in the seat with her
eyes closed. Her hips were thrusting against the dark
fingers buried in her sex, while her pink tongue
licked the fluids from the pale hand at her mouth.
"Okay Teach, we are here now. Dear God Ms. Thompson!
I don't think you want everyone seeing you like that
do you?" Tina feigned mock shock at her teacher's
condition.
Suddenly, Ms. Thompson's blood-shot eyes flew open and
shined like brake lights, as she clutched her breasts
in her arms and leaned forward as far as she could.
'No! They can't see me like this,' she thought in
horror. She turned her head and looked up at the well
lit house looming beside the car. "Wait a minute,
this isn't the high school," she stammered.
"Of course not silly," Tina patronized the shivering
older woman. "This is the Kappa Phi house. We have to
make a quick pit-stop here first. Come on girls,
let's go!"
"Wait, what about me? You can't just leave me here .
. . like *this*!" she begged, as her shoulders
unhunched just enough to allow Tina to see her large
areoles, just in case the girl didn't realize that she
was naked.
"Don't be stupid Teach, you are going in with us," she
said as all the girls filed out of the car, leaving
the doors open.
"Please, my costume, please!" the teacher pleaded, her
body frantically rocking back and forth in urgency.
Tina took the robe out from behind her back, showing
them to the harried woman. "Don't worry about that,
I've got it right here."
Ms. Thompson reached her hand out for the costume, yet
the young girl pulled it away. "Come on out here,
I'll help put it on you."
"Come on, I'm not going to wait all day!" Tina tapped
her foot impatiently.
After checking to make sure the coast was clear, Ms.
Thompson rushed out of the car and huddled beside it.
"Please, hurry," she urged the young girl, motioning
her to come closer.
Slam! The older woman jumped, as she was startled by
the sound of a car door closing. To her horror, she
realized it was her car door.
"Get down on your knees, so I can put this habit on
you," ordered her former student.
The teacher got down on her knees, wincing in pain as
the pavement dug into her skin, but happy to be hidden
behind the car, safe from curious eyes. Her buzz had
long faded, as she shivered and tried to shield her
painfully constricted nipples in the cold October
night. She was dismayed by the fact that Tina didn't
seem to be in a rush to help her dress. "Please . .
." she whimpered.
"You know, Ms. Thompson, we have one last matter to
clear up. I think you owe me an apology for the F, I
received last year," the red haired girl said as she
looked down her nose at humbled form of her teacher.
Ms. Thompson pleaded, "I'm sorry for failing you last
year Tina-"
"*Ms. Tina*. I'm *Ms*. Tina from now on." The red-
haired girl interrupted. She pointed at her dark
skinned friend, "and that is Ms. Tamika," Then she
nodded at her blonde friend, "and finally Ms. Tammy."
She looked down quizzically at the woman kneeling on
the pavement. "I don't think I've ever gotten your
full name, Teach."
"Barbara- Barbara Ann Thompson. Please T-I mean *Ms.*
Tina, I'm sorry for failing you last year. Please let
me get dressed," begged the whining older woman.
"I'm not sure you mean it," Tina said critically.
"I'm begging you Ti- I mean Ms. Tina. I mean it more
than I've ever meant anything in my entire life!"
sobbed the distraught teacher.
The young teenager grinned evilly at the hapless
woman. "Then kiss my ass Barbara Ann!"
"What?!?" Ms. Thompson said with disbelief.
"You heard the lady," demanded Tamika, as she grabbed
the older woman by her ear and began to spank her with
each syllable. "Kiss-Her-Ass-Barbara-Ann!"
Tina turned around and Ms. Thompson looked up at the
cute upturned ass in front of her face. Quickly, she
leaned forward and planted a kiss on the girl's firm
bottom. She burned inside with humiliation.
Tamika spanked her again. "Does that look like an ass
to you girl? She said ass and you better kiss it!"
'Why me?' wondered the teacher, as she slowly raised
the girl's skirt up and grimacing, kissed the thin
panties covering the young toned bottom.
"Are you stupid girl? Did your lips touch her ass
Barbi? Well, did they?" chastised the dark-skinned
girl, Tamika said, spanking the teacher harder.
'My name isn't Barbi," thought the teacher, humiliated
by the young girl's abuse. Gingerly, she slid her
fingers up her former student's skirt.
"No!" Corrected Tamika. "No hands."
The teacher was unable to get to the hem of the
panties, so she was forced to bite the seat, just
between the cheeks of Tina's bum. Crying in shame,
the older woman pulled the young girl's panties down
to her knees. 'God, I can't believe I am actually
doing this!' she thought, as she slid her head up
Tina's skirt and kissed the smooth cheek of her ass.
She could smell the musky scent of Tina's arousal.
'She's getting off on doing this. She's getting off
on humiliating me this way,' thought the horrified
teacher. What was worse, she could feel her own
arousal, as her body began to respond to this
treatment. Tears welled up and she began to cry from
the humiliation. Tina could hear the older woman
sobbing, while she kept her lips pressed to the cheek
of her ass.
"Okay, I believe you are sorry now," said Tina, as
pulled her panties back up, and rubbed her bottom
against the teacher's face to wipe away the tears and
running makeup.
"I'm sorry, I really am," sobbed Barbara.
Tina soothed the older woman. "There, there, raise
your arms up Barbi, so I can put your habit back on."
Barbara raised her arms over her head, just as she had
done for her mother some 30 years before. This caused
her large breasts to swell and stick out most
fetchingly.
"Wow, Barbi, you do have some humongous melons!"
beamed Tina as she laughed at her former teacher.
"Shake them for me!"
Keeping her arms raised, Barbara shook her shoulders,
causing her large pendulous to sway from side to side.
"Those will be great later on!" Tina said with glee,
as she placed the habit over Barbara's head. Then
much to Barbara's relief the robe followed, finally
hiding her pale white nakedness.
"Thank heavens," she sighed with relief. 'Wait,
what's this?' she thought, feeling her arms strangely
confined. She looked down and it seemed the arms of
the robe had somehow gotten tied together.
"Okay, let's go, we are running late," said Tina. The
two other girls left them, skipping up to the house,
while Tina tugged the reluctant teacher behind her.
"Tina, I've really got to go. You can just take me
home. I really don't want to go anywhere now,"
pleaded the teacher as she struggled to keep up with
the redhead.
"Don't worry Barbi, we won't be long," soothed Tina.
She moved next to Barbara and whispered in her ear
conspiratively, "I need you with me as a babysitter
Barbi; Tamika and Tammy are stoned, so while I'm
taking care of business upstairs, I'm leaving you in
charge. This is a big responsibility and I will be
very-*very* disappointed if you fail me and let
anything happen to those two little girls. Do you
understand Barbara Ann?"
"Yes, Tin-" Barbara shrinked away from Tina's piercing
eyes. "I mean, Ms. Tina," she hastily added.
'I wish she wouldn't speak to me like I'm a child. I
watch thirty kids every period at school, I think I
can handle two girls,' thought the older woman.
"Good!" said Tina, opening the massive door and
pushing Barbi inside.
End Chapter 1
Taming the Teach II
(c)2001 by Couture
couture_writes@hotmail.com
Please do not read if under 18 years of age or
offended by sexually explicit stories and situations.
(Fd, F+F, M+F, humil)
(c)2001 by Couture
'God, what a crowd of drunks,' thought Barbara as she
looked at all the college boys and girls standing
around with little plastic cups of beer. Tina went
upstairs and Barbara began looking around for Tammy
and Tamika. Over the loud music, she heard the
familiar college sounds of people chanting, "Drink-
Drink-Drink-Drink!"
She walked towards the noise to see if it had
attracted her two new friends. She was looking for a
bathroom, so she could fix the sleeves of her robe and
have the use of her hands again. Pushing her hands
close together, she was able to bunch her sleeves up,
so that no one would be able to tell they were tied
together. 'Show no signs of weakness,' she said to
herself, as she turned the corner to the kitchen,
where they were still chanting, "Drink-Drink-Drink!"
'Oh no, they've got Tammy!' she thought, as she stared
at the spectacle. Those lecherous frat boys were
holding the young blonde upside down over the keg,
urging her to drink. She hungrily sucked from the
spout, beer leaking from her mouth, as she attempted
to drink. Her skirt had flipped down, exposing her
tight white panties and all the young men were leering
at the lean curves of her body.
"You put her down! You put her down this instant!"
cried Barbara, as she pushed her way into the crowded
room.
"Awwwww," the crowd sighed with disappointment and the
young girl was lowered.
"Woo-hoo!" yelled the blonde girl, picking up two cups
of beer and staggering over to Barbara.
"Here, Barbi, I got you some too! It's free!" slurred
Tammy as she pushed the cup at Barbara's lips.
"I don't dr-" the distraught teacher tried to object,
but the girl began to turn the cup up anyway. To keep
the beer from spilling down her robe, the Barbara
opened her mouth and gulped the beer down. Yuck! The
beer tasted horrible. Then to her dismay, Tammy began
to feed her the other beer before she could object.
Finally, she finished the beer. "Listen Tammy, I
don't want you drinking anymore, okay? Those boys
were looking up your dress when you were upside down,"
she lectured the young girl.
Tammy's half-lidded eyes opened and she smiled. "Okay,
teach-I mean Ms. Thomp-"
"Hisss!" interrupted the teacher. "Don't call me
that! You mustn't call me that here!" She would lose
her job if someone knew a teacher was cavorting around
a frat party.
"Sure thing Barbi. Is that Tamika over there?" Tammy
asked.
Barbara looked over and was shocked to see Tamika
sitting in the lap of one of the college boys,
grinding against him in a very unladylike manner.
She left Tammy and ran over to Tamika. "Stop that
Tamika! Get off that boy, right now!" she demanded
the dark-skinned girl.
Reluctantly, the young girl got off the young man's
lap, picked up a beer and joined the teacher. "I was
only dancing. It's okay to dance, isn't it Tea-"
"Barbi, call me Barbi!" the teacher interjected,
before the girl had a chance to give away her secret.
"If you want to dance, dance with Tammy, a nice waltz
or something," she said, while thinking 'That way I
can keep my eye on you both!'
Tamika put the beer up to Barbi's lips. "Hey Barbi,
you want some beer?" she asked, turning the cup up,
without giving the woman time to answer.
Barbara was already feeling light-headed, but it was
too late now. She gulped down the beer, as it was
poured down her throat. The teacher shook her head to
try to clear the cobwebs. When she opened her eyes
again, she saw that somehow Tamika had gone underneath
her tied-together arms and was hugging her tightly as
she swayed her hips to the music.
"I love this song," said the ebony-skinned girl, as
she began to grind herself against the teacher.
"Wait, what are you doing?" hissed the teacher,
looking down in horror, as Tamika pressed her head
between Barbara's large bosoms. Anyone who looked
could see by the way her large breasts jutted out from
her torso, that the nun wasn't wearing a bra.
"You said, you didn't want me to dance with that boy,
so I'm dancing with you silly!" Tamaka replied
innocently.
Barbara tried to breasts out from around Tamika's
head. "Well, at least move your head," Barbara asked.
"Then dance with me Barbi!" the black girl said, as
she began to dance between the older woman's arms.
Barbara tried to keep up with the young girl. She had
never been much of a dancer anyway, but some of these
new dances were positively scandalous. Tamika, turned
around and began to hump her hips back into the older
woman's pelvis. Barbara looked around in dismay,
because it seemed every eye was watching the two of
them dance. The problem was, though appeared that
Barbara was willingly hugging the young girl to her
body, the teacher was truly the one trapped with her
sleeves tied together. Trapped on a dance floor, with
everyone looking at the young school girl simulating
sex on the dance floor; the teacher blushed in
humiliation.
She felt someone tap on her shoulder. It was Tammy.
"You look hot Barbara, I brought you another beer!"
she said, placing the cup to the older woman's lips,
while Tamika ground her body against her and rubbed
the teachers back and ass possessively.
'What I could really use is some water!' the teacher
thought, but gulped down the cold liquid gratefully.
She prayed that the coming buzz would take away some
of the humiliation that she felt. "Why don' you girls
dansh togedder! I'm tired, so tired," the teacher
slurred, wobbling on her feet.
Tammy helped Tamika slip out from under the teachers
bound arms, as she said, "That's a good idea Bambi,
the DJ is getting ready to play our song anyway!"
Barbara, thankful for the much needed break, staggered
over to an empty seat and fell down in it. She
watched with curiosity as the dance floor cleared
around the two girls and a fast paced song began to
play.
Oh baby, baby
How was I supposed to know
That something wasn't right here
Oh baby, baby
'They are really good, they must have practiced this
together,' the teacher thought as the girls strutted
forward simultaneously, then posed with their legs
slightly spread. Barbara thought it was a tiny bit
risqu‚, but she had seen much worse at some of the
dances she had chaperoned. Then the girls turned
around and leaned forward with their legs spread,
showing every set of leering eyes, their tiny white
panties! 'Oh no!' she thought in horror as she
watched them strut with their back facing the
audience, unbuttoning their tight sweaters, as they
strutted.
I shouldn't have let you go
And now you're out of sight, yeah
Show me how want it to be
Tell me baby 'cause I need to know now, oh because
"Stop girls! Shtop!' the drunken teacher cried, when
the two girls turned around and threw their sweaters
into the crowded house. Barbara tried to stand up,
but it was too difficult without the use of her arms.
She fell onto the floor and tried to crawl over to the
dance floor.
My loneliness is killing me
I must confess I still believe
When I'm not with you I lose my mind
Give me a sign
Hit me baby one more time
A cheer went up in the crowd and the teacher dreaded
what it could have been for, but as she crawled she
noticed one of the tiny skirts the girls were wearing.
'Dear God, Tina is going to kill me!' she thought in
horror.
Oh baby, baby
The reason I breathe is you
Boy you got me blinded
Oh pretty baby
Barbara finally was able to get to her feet, but she
couldn't even see the girls anymore through the mob of
frat boys. They were cheering and shouting, but they
wouldn't move out of her way to let her rescue her two
charges. She looked back helplessly to and saw the
figure of a woman wearing a white robe and carrying a
teacher's pointer, striding forward. 'Thank God,
maybe she can help me rescue the girls!' she thought.
However, as the figure neared, she recognized it was
Tina and she looked very angry. It wasn't a nun's
habit she was wearing, but carefully groomed white
sheets, that resembled her own costume.
"Sister Barbi, I thought I told you to keep the girls
out of trouble!" she shouted loud enough for the crowd
to watch this new action that was developing.
"Barbara tried to reason with the angry teen, "I'm
shorry, Ms. T-"
Tina grabbed the drunken woman's ear pulling her to
her hands and knees, in front of the crowd. "My name
is Mother Superior bitch and do you know what happens
when you disobey Mother Superior?" Tina said, patting
the kneeling woman's ass with her pointer.
There's nothing that I wouldn't do
It's not the way I planned it
Show me how you want it to be
Tell me baby 'cause I need to know now, oh because
Tears began to flow down the older woman's cheeks, "I
get a spanking," she sobbed.
Horrified by the unfolding events, the teacher
obediently let the young teen pull her robe up and
expose her naked body to the crowd. She hung he head
in shame, as she listened to the crowd criticize her
flabby ass, untrimmed bush, and large tits.
"Count 'em out and thank Mother Superior for each
lick!" the teen said, as her eyes beamed evilly.
My loneliness is killing me
I must confess I still believe
When I'm not with you I lose my mind
Thwak!
"One . . . Thank you Mother Superior!"
Give me a sign
Hit me baby one more time
Thwak!
"Ouch! Two . . .Thank you Mother Superior!"
The alcohol might have deadened the blows somewhat,
but two red puffy welts crisscrossed the teacher's
burning ass.
Thwak!
"Owweee! Three! Thank you Mother Superior!" the
teacher sobbed, her flabby ass quaking from the blow.
Thwak!
The teacher lurched forward to escape the blow. She
yearned to rub her hands on her bottom to sooth the
burning stripes, but her arms were still captured by
the habit. "Please Mother, please . . . no more . . .
please," she begged.
"Don't beg me! Ask them, if they want me to stop!"
Tina said, gesturing out to the crowd.
The humiliated teacher looked at the lustful eyes that
leered at her. "Please, it hurts," she pleaded.
"Whup her ass!" someone shouted and everyone cheered.
Thwak! Thwak!
This was unlike any spanking she had received as a
child. She no longer cared about the humiliation,
just alleviating the burning of her ass. "Please,
please, anything else," she groveled.
There was a silence in the crowd, until someone said
softly, "Shave her hairy cunt." Then it was taken up
by the crowd as they shouted, "Shave her hairy cunt!
Shave her hairy cunt!" A young man ran over to Tina,
handing her scissors, razor, and shaving cream.
'This can't be happening to me!' thought the
humiliated teacher, as she buried her face into her
costume that was bunched up around her arms and sobbed
uncontrollably.
Tina ran the tip of the pointer around the teacher's
hairy sex. "What will it be Sister Barbi, the shaving
or the spanking?" she asked wryly.
The teacher was mortified, being made to choose
between the caning and the shaving. There wasn't a
choice, the young girl just wanted to make her say it.
To ask for it in front of all these people, who
thought she was a willing participant in some sick
demented act. "The shaving," she muttered.
"I didn't hear you sister, what did you want me to
shave?" Tina asked with mock sincerity.
Barbara watched the tears fall from her eyes and
splatter on the floor. "Shave me . . . shave my hairy
cunt!" she sobbed.
In shocked silence, the teacher allowed Tina to spread
her legs and tried to keep still, as she heard the
snip snip of the scissors. She was horrified that
even in this humiliating situation, she could feel her
sex begin to respond. She could only imagine what a
sick twisted picture she must make as her lips plumped
up and her little nubbin peaked out of its hood in
front of the crowd.
She was relieved when she finally felt the shaving
cream being applied. She groaned as Tina's hand
touched her sensitive clit. 'God that feels good!'
she thought as she felt the razor, shave away her
womanhood. She knew she was being bared, before these
young college students, like she had been bared for no
other. 'Tina is certainly a thorough girl.' She
thought, as Tina even shaved off the little curly
hairs around her little brownie. 'Why wasn't she this
thorough when she was in my class?'
The teacher heard the squishing shlurping sounds of
what sounded like sex. She peeked out and stared at
the perverted spectacle as she watched Tamika and
Tammy performing oral favors for the college students.
Entranced, she watched the girls sucking cock with
enthusiasm. 'Dear me, they appear to be enjoying it!
I had always thought it would be disgusting, but
watching them lick and suck those hard cocks, is
driving me crazy!' The teacher moaned and her hips
involuntarily began to hump, while Tina finished
cleaning her up.
Tina saw the teacher staring, leaned forward and
whispered in her ear, "You're jealous of them aren't
you, Barbi? Look at their hungry mouths and look how
much those sexy guys love it! Don't you wish that was
you sucking those hard cocks, Teach?"
The school teacher blushed in humiliation, because she
wanted to do just that. To suck those hard cocks to
make up for all the fun she had missed out on in life.
To get even with all the people, including her ex-
husband that thought she was a sexless frigid woman.
No, she blushed now, because of something quite
different. Tears sprang anew from the older woman's
eyes as she muttered, "I-I I don't know h-how."
Tina smiled and pulled the robe off the kneeling
woman, but left her head dress on. "Don't worry, it's
easy . . . I'll talk you through it," she soothed the
older woman, as she wiped the tears from her eyes.
"Who wants some of Sister Barbi? She hasn't had a man
in a long-long time," she said to the gathered crowd.
'How can she know how long it's been,' thought the
mortified teacher, 'and now she's told everyone here
I'm nothing but a frigid woman.'
A young man hesitated, then came forward and handed
Tina several bills, before sitting down in a nearby
chair. Tina led her former teacher between the boy's
legs then began instructing the obedient woman, "First
undo his pants and then take his cock out. That's
good precious. Now, gently stroke it and massage his
balls too. It's a beautiful cock isn't it Barbi?
Look how hard you've made him. Now, take those big
melons of yours and squeeze them around his dick and
rub them up and down it."
Barbara hesitated a little at that command. She
didn't think she was ready to act like that much of a
slut in front of all these people. However, Tina
began to stroke her denuded sex. "My fingers feel
good against your smooth cunt don't they Barbi? Yes,
I can see by the way you are humping my hand that you
like it slut. Well, think about how good those smooth
melons will feel against his hard cock. Go on, do
it!" Tina demanded.
Barbi took her large breasts and sandwiched the young
man's hard cock between them and rubbed them up and
down the length of his shaft.
"Spit between them, so it will feel like he's fucking
a pussy," Tina said.
Barbi blushed again, but obediently spit between her
two orbs as properly as she could.
"No, like this!" instructed Tina, as she leaned over
stuck out her tongue and let a large strand of saliva
drip down between Barbi's tits. Then she wiggled her
tongue in a circle until the saliva fell free. "Now
do it again."
Barbi imitated Tina and lubricated the shaft between
her large breasts. Soon the two mammaries were
covered by a slick sheen of sweat, saliva and pre-cum,
as she pumped them up and down the entrapped cock.
"Now suck on the head of it on the downstroke," Tina
suggested.
Barbi sucked on the bulbous head of the organ between
her tits, she glowed with pride as the young man began
to moan and thrust.
"You're doing fabulous baby," Tina commended her eager
pupil. "Now take it into your mouth as far as you
can."
Barbi sucked on the hard cock until it hit the back of
her throat. She felt Tina's hand at the back of her
head, as the young girl whispered in her ear, "Come on
slut, take it all the way in. You can do it Barbi.
You know you want to, my little cocksucker. Just
relax for me, that's all. It won't hurt you, I
promise."
The older woman relaxed her throat and stopped pushing
back against Tina's hand. Tina pushed her down
slowly, until her lips were pressed against his pubic
bone. "That's my sexy girl, I'm so proud of you
Barbi. When we leave, I'm going to fuck your smooth
cunt with a big fat dildo. I'm going to make you my
bitch tonight. It makes me so hot, how eager to
please my baby girl is. Do you know how wet you've
made Ms. Tina's pussy?" Tina continued to stroke and
tease Barbara's sex until the woman thought she would
go crazy from her desire.
'It can't be anywhere near as wet as mine,' thought
Barbara as she felt her sweet nectar running down her
legs. Her mind was filled with images of being fucked
by the young girl and almost orgasmed from the thought
alone.
Tina looked on with amusement, as the college boy
began to flush and wrinkle his face up comically.
"He's getting ready to cum for you now Barbi, can you
feel it twitching? Just let him do it where he wants
to, but if he does it in your mouth, be sure to
swallow like a good girl. When he begins to squirt,
squeeze and release his balls, so you get a full load
. . . okay?"
The young man grabbed the back of the teacher's head,
as he began thrusting. 'Looks like this one's going
to cum down her throat,' thought Tina, as she watched
her former teacher's eyes widen in shock and her
throat swallowing repeatedly as she sought to
accommodate the load of cum he deposited. "Mmmm, do
you know how sexy you look, Barbi? You make me want
to fuck you right here, do you realize that? Ewww . .
. look at the mess you've made Barbi, get his cock
nice and clean again." Tina said, while Barbara began
to lick the stray milky droplets from the young man's
cock. "That's my little cocksucker, put a real spit
shine on it. Okay, now let him get up, it's time for
your next customer."
'Next *customer*? Oh God, what am I doing? What have
I become?' thought the horrified teacher as another
college boy handed Tina some money, then sat down in
the vacated chair.
Tina ran her hands over the teacher's naked body
possessively, watching as her resistance faded. "You
should know how to do it by yourself now, my little
cocksucker. You're on your own, so consider this your
oral examination!" the young redhead laughed. "But
don't you dare touch your shaved cunt, that is mine
tonight!" Tina looked on with glee, as her former
teacher pulled out the boy's cock and began stroke it
as she had been taught. "Now, don't you go anywhere
Barbi, I've got to check on my other girls," Tina
laughed, as she got up to check on Tammy and Tamika.
.
Tina began to collect money from the guys that were in
line for Tammy and Tamika's chair. This was turning
out to be a good night, as she had collected almost
two grand so far. She was sure she could have gotten
more with the spanking and shaving performance, but
since it wasn't planned, the only thing she would get,
was extra publicity. Usually, they just did the
Brittany Spears school girl routine, but when she
picked up her teacher and Ms. Thompson was dressed up
as a nun of all things, she knew it would be great in
the act.
She looked back over at her former teacher. Yes,
Barbi was really getting into it now. She had another
cock between her large tits and was sucking it off at
the same time. Her face was now covered with semen as
she eagerly engorged on the fat dick.
Tina looked at the line that was forming for Barbi's
chair in amazement. She knew having the nun for the
strip show would be popular at the party and she
couldn't pass up the chance to get even with the
teacher that failed her, but this had exceeded all her
expectations. Tina smiled as she watched a few of the
boys in Tammy's line move over to Barbi's. 'Ha, Ha, I
never would have guessed, not in a million years, that
Ms. Prim-and-Proper Thompson would be such a hit with
the clientele.'
Taming the Teach III
by Couture
Email: couture_writes@hotmail.com
Please do not read if under 18 years of age or
offended by sexually explicit stories and situations.
(Fd, FF, M+F)
(c)2001 by Couture
And suck them off the teacher did. Big cocks, small
cocks, thick cocks and long cocks, she sucked them all
tonight. She had long since lost count of all the
cocks she had sucked. Barbara, didn't remember all of
the finer points that happened after that. She did
remember that she had been a whore and according to
the girls, a good one. Then they had dropped the
other two girls off.
After that, she had somehow ended up, not her house,
but Tina's. Then she remembered the shower she took
with the young girl and the way Tina had pampered her.
"Just stand there and enjoy it, my precious. Let Miss
Tina take care her sweet baby now," she said, while
she washed the remnants of the party from the
teacher's body.
The older woman reveled in the pampering. She soaked
up the sights of the lean young body that casually
rubbed against hers, while Tina lathered her with
soap. Barbara was entranced by the her former
student's body, her high set breasts, the smatterings
of freckles, the contrast of her pink nipples to her
pale skin, and the soft curve of her hips.
"Your face is positively glowing tonight," Tina said
as she tilter her teacher's flushed face up, while
exploring the soft folds of the older woman's sex with
her other hand. "I'll see to it that you get plenty
of your special cream to put on it from now on. You'd
like that, wouldn't you precious," she said, as she
plunged her index finger deep into her teacher's cunt.
Barbara's legs weakened, sending her to her knees in
front of the precocious girl. She watched the water
run in rivulets down the red-head's stomach into the
bright red hair of her sex. 'Why am I so helpless
with this girl? What is happening to me?' she
thought, as she tried to stand back up.
However, Tina put a hand on Barbi's head, holding her
down. "Just stay there baby, while I wash your hair,"
she said.
The teacher knelt before the girl then felt the cold
liquid as it was poured onto her scalp. She loved the
feel of Tina's gentle fingers, massaging the rich
lather in her hair. Barbi stared at the young girl's
sex, looking beneath the wet red pubes at the slightly
parted lips of the sex beneath. She knew it was
wrong, but she couldn't resist the temptation and
leaned forward to kiss the blossomed petals of her
flower.
Tina pushed her head away. "Be patient baby, you can
only look for now," she said, before parting the pink
lips of her labia, drawing a gasp from her frustrated
teacher. "There, now you can see what you will get,
if you are a good girl." Tina said as she rinsed the
older woman off.
Then the young girl turned off the water and dried
Barbara and caressed her body with scented oils. Ms.
Thompson tried to kiss her former student, but Tina
pulled back. "Do you want to please me, my precious?"
she asked.
"Yes," Barbara croaked.
"Then just look and no touch," the young girl
admonished.
The young girl led the older woman into the bedroom.
"Get up on the bed on your hands and knees. No, face
away from me," she said.
'What a sight I must look like to her. A lecherous
old lady on her hands and knees, showing her swollen
bare cunt off to a teenager," she thought, blushing
from her exhibitionism.
Tina walked to the head of the bed and then reached
down and picked up a cord with a Velcro band attached
to the end. The teacher stared with open mouthed
curiosity, as the young girl pulled the Velcro apart
with a rip.
"Put your wrist inside, precious," she said as she
placed the open cuff near the teachers arm.
Barbara trembled as her mind tried to come to terms
with her conflicting emotions. Part of her was scared
and she had no idea what this precocious young girl
had planned, but part of her only wanted the pleasure
to continue. She looked in Tina's eyes and saw
nothing but kindness, then looked back down at the
cuff. A nursery rhyme started to go through her head.
'Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,' she thought, as she
placed her wrist in the cuff then Tina sealed it
around her wrist. Soon her limps were stretched out
to the four corners of the bed.
The older woman was afraid, yet at the same time, very
turned on by her helplessness. She could feel her
juices cooling as they ran down her thighs. Suddenly,
she realized she didn't know where Tina was. "Tina-
Tina, don't leave me! I'm scared!" she cried,
struggling against her bonds.
"Don't worry baby, I just had to get a few things,"
Tina soothed the frightened woman, as she came back to
the bed and deposited several items on the nightstand.
"You and I are going to have so much fun tonight."
Barbi stared at the items with apprehension. The
purpose of some of the items could be discerned easily
by their shape, while others could not. But it was
clear these were forbidden things, things that
perverted people used for sex -- things that were
going to be used on her tonight.
'Humpty Dumpty had a great fall," she thought wryly.
Tina began playing with Barbara's breasts, pulling and
teasing her large nipples until they grew plump and
hard. "Oh my precious baby, did you know that when I
first saw your big beautiful breasts, I knew at that
very moment, they were destined for the clamp."
Tina picked up a weighted nipple clamp and showed its
operation to the wide-eyes of her frightened teacher.
"You've never worn one of these before, have you
precious?" she asked.
The teacher shook her head no and blushed as she
looked down.
Tina pinched the end of Barbara's nipple and pulled it
way from her chest, "Don't be frightened baby, you
were made for this," she said, as she attached the
clip to the breast and let it go. The teacher gasped
loudly as the weight bounced below. Tina played with
the weight, watching her teacher grow aroused from the
stimulation. "Ask your Mistress, if she will clamp
the other breast because it is lonely."
'Mistress? Dear God, what have I gotten myself into
and why do I feel the need to have the same pleasure
and pain from my other nipple?' Barbara thought,
before blushing and asking the young girl, "Please
Mistress Tina, my other nipple is lonely. Please
clamp it."
Tina brought the other clamp to her teacher lips.
"Kiss it," she said. Barbara gave a light peck to the
weight and then Tina clamped it on her other breast.
Tina climbed on the bed and facing the wall, she
grabbed the headboard and turned her ass up so that
her sex was exposed to her teacher. "It's time for
you to please me, Barbi," she said.
Barbara was in heaven. She finally had a chance to
touch and to taste this young girl, who she had
somehow come to fall in love with, in only one night.
The teacher began to give soft pecks of affection on
the cheeks of her bottom and the inside of her thighs.
"I don't want that mushy prim and proper stuff Barbi,
I want it with feeling," Tina said, as she stood up.
'Oh no! What's going on?' she thought, as Tina got
down off the bed. "Wait, please - don't go! Please,
whatever I did wrong, I'm sorry. Just don't go!" she
begged the young girl as tears fell down her
frightened cheeks. She struggled uselessly at her
bonds. "Just one more chance, you won't be sorry.
Please," she whined.
Tina stroked the distraught woman's wet hair, to sooth
her. She picked up a small paddle and held it to the
teacher's lips. Barbi eagerly rained kisses on the
paddle, 'Anything, just don't leave,' she thought.
The young girl began to spank the older woman's ass to
a bright shade of pink. Tina watched her teacher with
delight, as the woman struggled to be quite and still,
while the weights swung wildly on her nipples and her
ass rippled under the blows of the paddle.
Barbi tried to be good, she tried to take the blows
like a woman, but soon the pain grew too much. She
began to cry and to bawl, begging her mistress to
stop, just as she had begged her mother when she was a
child.
Tina stopped paddling the teacher and softly caressed
the hot cheeks of her bottom, until the older woman's
sniveling slowed. Then she picked up the paddle again
and began to lightly tap her upturned cheeks with
rapid blows. Not enough to hurt yet, but soon the
soft blows would build up to a fevered pitch.
"Precious, I know you love me, but that's not why you
are here. I want you to think of the naughty little
girl-whore that sucked on all those cocks tonight with
such eager abandon, spitting, swallowing, drinking
every last one of them, and loving every minute of it.
*That* is who I want to be with tonight, not the
frigid fraud of a teacher, I put up with for a year."
The strength and the tempo of the paddle picked up.
The helpless teacher tried to move her ass so that the
blows wouldn't fall on the same spot, but it soon
became unbearable on any part of her bottom.
"So what are you precious? Hmmm? Are you my teacher
or my whore?" Tina demanded.
"are you a TEACHER!" she said, slamming the paddle
down with a force.
"or are you my w-h-o-r-e . . ." she breathed, as she
teased Barbara's pussy with the edge of the paddle.
Barbara had spent her whole life trying hard not to be
the very thing Tina wanted her to be, yet in just one
night and by just one girl, Barbara knew her destiny.
"I'm your whore! Please let me eat your pussy! Let
me taste your cunt! Please Mistress!" cried the
teacher.
Tina put down the paddle and straddled the bed in
front of the older woman again. Barbi didn't even
wait for the girl to get into position, before she
began kissing and sucking the young girl's feet,
thighs, or whatever else was convenient.
The teacher's tongue was a blur as it explored every
inch of her Mistress's sex. She stuck her tongue out
and began to piston her head, so that she fucked the
young girl with her tongue. Barbara even spat in the
red-head's crack and proceeded to kiss her tiny
puckered ring, before sticking her tongue in her
little brownie.
"Ahhh . . ." Tina moaned loudly. "You're a nasty
little girl, aren't you precious?" she asked, as she
forced her ass back into her teacher's face. "Mmmmm .
. . stick that sweet tongue in my ass baby!"
Barbara tongued the young girl's nether region and
then she began to flick her tongue over her clit,
while she sucked at her pussy with her nose. She
could feel the red-head begin to twitch and spasm as
her orgasm approached.
"Oh! You fucking slut, you're gonna make me cum! Oh!
Eat my pussy bitch! Oh, oh, fuck me bitch! I'm
cumming!" the young girl cried.
Barbara, continued to gently lick the girl until she
was sated. Then, Tina got up off the bed and began to
attach a strap on dildo to her crotch. "Oh precious,
you are going to love this. I know you aren't a
virgin anymore," she said, as she poked a pinky finger
into her teacher's little brownie. "Well, you may be
in some places, but you are going to feel like my
little virgie tonight. This plow doesn't get soft, it
doesn't prematurely ejaculate, and it doesn't yield.
I'm going to fuck you into submission, precious," she
said as she got on the bed, facing her teacher.
Ms. Thompson immediately opened her mouth and began to
suck on the flesh colored cock that poked obscenely
from the young girl's hips. Even though she knew Tina
couldn't feel her lips and tongue, she wanted the
young girl to know that she was getting a better blow
job than any of the college boys did that night.
Barbara choked slightly when she felt it slip into her
throat, but eventually she felt her lips press against
the base of the dildo.
"Oh baby, do you know how jealous I was tonight,
watching you suck all those big hard cocks? God, you
were so fucking sexy, you almost made me cream in my
panties," she said as she began to thrust the dildo in
and out her teacher's mouth, while the poor woman
wheezed for air. "I knew right then, that I had to
get my precious home for her to suck *my* cock!"
Tina pulled the cock out of the teacher's mouth and
got off the bed. She walked to the door of the
bedroom, with the cock bobbing with every step. She
stood at the door, before turning back to ask, "Are
you sure you want it precious? Maybe we should just
finish this later . . . hmmm?"
"Mistress Tina, please-please fuck me! Fuck my hot
pussy, fuck it as hard as you can!" the teacher
begged.
Tina walked behind her teacher, just out of sight,
stroking the dildo jutting from her crotch, admiring
the view. 'I don't know what it is about her that
makes her so attractive. She's got a nice plump
bottom and large full breasts, but she's starting to
sag a bit and she has a few rolls where there
shouldn't be any. Physically, Tammy or Tamika are
more attractive than she is. Still, there is
something about her though. Maybe it's her eagerness
to please and vulnerability that makes her so damned
attractive,' Tina thought, as she climbed onto the bed
and positioned herself behind her former teacher.
"Do you want it baby? Do you want my hard cock?" Tina
asked, running the large flesh-colored cock around the
opening of her teacher's sex.
"Yes Mistress . . . please . . . fuck me, fill me!"
cried the teacher, pushing back her hips, trying to
capture the dildo.
The young red head continued to tease the teacher, by
rubbing the cock up and down her dripping slit. "The
fire doesn't command the tender to feed it the log.
It is the duty of the fire to dance and burn, to
entice the tender to stoke and stir the flames." She
watched with delight as her former teacher groaned in
frustration and her bound limbs strained helplessly
against her chains, but in the midst of all this . . .
the older woman began to dance.
The pure sexual intensity of the pleasure and
frustration had overwhelmed poor Barbara's mind. She
gave up her humanity to become something much more
elemental. Mere chains couldn't hold fire and neither
could they control her passion. Barbi's mouth opened
and kissed a lover that wasn't there. Her toes curled
as her legs spread incredibly wide for thighs that
were not between them. Her hips rolled and her back
arched marching with the thrusts of an unseen lover.
"Oh Mistress, that feels so good. Oh Fuck - Oh Fuck!
Fuck my cunt harder. Ugh - Bite my tits! Make your
whore scream Mistress!" the older woman cried as the
weights swung wildly on her breasts.
It was Tina's turn to stare in shock. Ms. Thompson
looked like she was getting ready to cum and Tina
wasn't even touching her. It would be interesting to
see if Barbi could cum without being touched, but
there was no way Tina was going to be left out and she
drove the strap-on into her teacher in one stroke.
Poor Barbara felt as if she were losing her virginity
again. It had been years since her velvet glove had
last held a cock and never one as big as this. Her
couplings in the past had never prepared her for this
- for fucking.
Tina was giving her the fucking of her life. She
pulled her cock all the way out of the teacher's cunt,
before lining it up and thrusting it back into her
with one smooth long stroke. In and out she fucked
her, drawing a moan as she drove it in and a pitiful
whine each time it was removed. Tina stood up on her
feet, yet squatted down, placing her body over-top of
her former teacher's, yet the cock remaining firmly
inside. "I'm going to take an orgasm out of your
cunt," Tina told Barbara, as she placed her hands on
her shoulders and forced her upper body down, with her
ass remaining raised in the air. "Is that what you
want whore?"
"Oh yes, Fuck me! Fuck me! Make me cum!" Barbara
moaned into the pillow.
Tina pushed down harder on Barbara's shoulders and
began to pummel her from above, banging the head of
the dildo against the teacher's cervix. It wasn't
making love, instead Tina was taking ownership of the
older woman's cunt.
"Give it to me! Give it up to me!" Tina demanded,
pulling her teacher's head back by her hair.
With her arms and legs tied to the corners of the bed,
her ass held high in the air, her torso pushed down,
her head pulled back, and a cock thrusting into her
cunt, Barbara understood submission. The very
arrangement of her body demanded it. She realized
that Tina owned her body and she demanded an orgasm
from her cunt. She wasn't surprised when she felt her
cunt obey the young girl's commands.
Tears flowed freely from Barbara's eyes as she felt
her body begin to warm pleasure. The warm glow
deepened and flowed to her cunt and then with a spasm
she began to cum. "I-love-you-mistress," she grunted
with every thrust, as her cunt swelled in orgasm and
then gave itself to Tina.
To be continued in School Daze. . .
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