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 Black Listed Teacher 6 "Be at my office at 430pm tomorrow to pick up a
Shame Outfit.  Then I expect you to come to a little gathering at my place.
7:15 sharp!" He didn't even give her time to answer he just hung up.
She sat up on the side of her bed, her head woozy, "Dammit".  She
cursed, her naked breasts rising and falling beneath a sheer peach colored

nightie.  "It's those damn pictures that have me in this mess." She added.
She stared at her bedside phone thinking she ought to call the police and
report both blackmails, she supposed.  Then Carol paused.  She would have
to go down to the station and describe all the details to a bunch of
leering cops.  Then if they prosecuted the guys, she would have to testify
in open court.  They were probably just like Carnes and the young guys,
just out to get pussy on their own terms.

   She had no one she could trust.

   Carol easily wore a size 14 in her clothing.  When she arrived at Tom
Carnes' office she was shocked at the garment he expected her to wear to a
social setting at his place.  It would certainly cause shame.

   The dress was folded neatly in a gift box.  Carnes had bought and had it
altered to fit his need and the occasion.  It was a size 12 diaphanous
sundress hemmed to a point five inches above her knees.  The dress was not
designed to be worn with a brassiere or least not one with visible straps.
The dress simply secured around the neck and left the wearer's entire left
shoulder and bodice creamily on display.  It teased as well as shamed.

   The den area of Carnes' home was richly paneled with dark mahogany wood.
Carnes and three of his closest male associates who represented some of the
hierarchy of local education sat sipping brandy while a 42 inch tv monitor
ran with a loop of raunchy European pornography.  Don Cruikshank, Byron
Wahl and Ed Scales, all powerful figures who knew that Carnes was a seedy
fellow but they were anxiously awaiting the thrill which he'd promised them
for this evening.

   Carol drove up to the tree lined circular drive at exactly 715pm, but
due to a bout of fidgeting to pull the short dress down she rang the
doorbell at 716.  It would cost her.

   The dress was see through pink, totally diaphanous.  And though Carnes
had not told Carol what type of underwear to be in, she had chosen no bra
and skimpy purple panties trimmed in black lace.

   Most men don't realize women exist within their own sexual continuum and
possess a broad sexual nature which mostly is hidden.  Carol's was 75%
hidden because of her professional life.  The expressive 25% is what led
her to wear such scandalous lingerie under the so called shame dress.

   The panties fit her like a gag.  Her lush dark brown hank of pussy hair
clearly visible thru the gauzy haze of the dress and panties.

   Carnes escorted her into his den where the first round of her activity
would be.  He made no introductions of the three powerful men who had now
donned Mardi-Gras style black masks to conceal their identities.  His only
words spoken..."Kneel on that leather ottoman, Ms Lawson, you've been very
naughty." He said sourly as he then slipped a blindfold over her head.

   The three visiting tormentors raked their eyes over Carol's lush curves
as Carnes finished rigging her restraints.  Elastic bungee cords secured
the woman at her upper biceps and mid-thighs.  The position put all of her
thrusting butt cheeks on view to the horny men.

   Carnes handed out to each man their own sadistic implement to use on the
curvy woman.  A Cat-of-9-tails for Cruikshank, leather tawse for Scales and
the leather strap for Wahl.

   Carnes began by gently caressing her exposed limbs with the Feather. 
Her upper arms, her back, her thighs, pantie encased buttocks.  It was only
for a few minutes but seemed like an eternity.

   Her squirming caused the hem of her dress to ride up on her bottom and
exposed her sensitive butt cheeks.

   Carnes nodded silently to his accomplices and they began to spank Carol.
After each blow, the woman arched her juicy loins upward and clenched her
buttocks as the licks generated sexual heat in her body.

   After 12 blows, Carnes let her rest on the ottoman.  Not being able to
see due to the blindfold totally amped up her sexual arousal.  "Please
master, give me something to make me come now." Carol begged.

   The men thrilled keenly as they witnessed the interaction between Carnes
and this new conquest of his.  They could see vividly her erect nipples
thrusting into the dress fabric, and a sheen of sweat on her skin also
attesting to her arousal.

   Carnes released the blindfolded woman from the ottoman and led her
little forward to a futon in the corner of the den.  He nodded to Wahl and
Scales to undress as he told Carol, "Here, kneel down and take Byron's cock
out and suck it."

   "I have lots of dick and punishment for you today Ms.  Lawson." He urged
causing the woman to shiver slightly.

   Carol fumbled forward on he hands and knees and groped for Cruikshank's
waistline.  She unbuckled the belt to his trousers and even though
blindfolded, deftly reached inside his shorts and retrieved a solid 8 inch
shank of dick meat.  "I love your cock!  It's so big and gross!" she
murmured, hauling his thick and heavy prick from his open pants.  "Fuck,
how I love huge throbbing cocks!  I'll never get enough!"

   Eagerly and yet shamefully she knelt before the executive getting
teasing odors of maleness from his crotch as she wormed her lush ovalled
lips over the cock knob.  "Spmmmsffl, spssmmmffl." Her lips squeaked as she
wedged forward about five inches on the dick.

   Byron hissed out, "Yesssssss..." in satisfaction as the other two men
finished undressing to crowd in around Carol.

   She now knelt before the three older men whose dicks loomed out over her
attractive face like tree limbs.  She could feel her pussylips growing
wetter and wetter as she sucked.  They were swelling, as they always did
when she got excited.  Her inner lips could grow into inch-long flaps
especially after the spanking.

   The black man Ed Scales reached for her left hand and guided it to the
truncheon of his dark 8 inch dick.  She looked like some stunning young
model fresh from the pages of a men's' magazine as she knelt before the
men.

   He didn't speak.  He just stared at her freshly curled brown hair, her
red mouth and inky bronze eyelids.  She wore the flimsy altered punishment
dress that did little to conceal what was underneath.  He and the others
could see her big cantaloupe tits straining out the thin covering, the
nipples and areolas dark under the see-through material.

   Carnes stepped to a desk at the center of the room and pressed a control
button that activated a cctv taping mechanism that would record the entire
erotic proceedings.

   She pulled off Byron's dick with a pop of her lips.  "Will you fuck me
really hard?" she asked of the men as she tried to lean in to lick Scales.
"I want you to be rough with me!"

   Wahl stepped closer on her right.  "I'll fuck you so hard you won't be
able to stand up for a week, don't worry!" he grunted.  "You're dressed up
like a slut, so I guess I'll treat you like one!"

   He clutched his hand to the back of her neck suddenly and forced her
head forward.  He fisted his growing cock toward her and began to rub it
harshly into her face.  The cockhead smeared roughly across her lips, up
one cheek and into one eye.  She clenched the eye shut tight as he poked
his cock into the socket.  Then he was scraping the hot cockhead across her
forehead, down into her other eye and alongside her nose.  He bent her
pretty turned-up nose this way and that with his hardening dick.

   "Yes!  Rub your cock all over my face like that!  I love it!" she
groaned in masochistic lust.

   Carnes wedged her back on to Cruikshank's dick as he now disrobed knelt
behind her glorious asscheeks.  He hooked her panties crotch to the side
looping the panties over her left ass cheek as he speared into her cunt on
one lunge.

   Carol's pussy was awash with female juice.  "Uhg Uhh " she groaned
blissfully as she jerked Scales' rod, sucked Cruikshank's and was fucked by
Carnes.  Her senses overloaded behind the blindfold.

   Cruikshank rose on his toes in ecstasy and sloshed his dick ever deeper
in her face as he steadied her by holding the hair atop her head.  Her
tongue swiped to and fro collecting leaking dollops of pre-come.

   Scales eyed her dainty hand jerking his dark pole as his pre-come
drizzled from his uncut foreskin webbing her fingers together wetly.

   "Go on chastise her Don, use the tawse." Carnes ordered the School
Superintendent Wahl as he sped up his fucking into her juicy sump.

   Wahl applied three rapid taps first to her right hip and then two more
on her juicy breast confined in the Shame Dress.

   Carnes gripped her waist firmly as he steadily hunched into her heated
pussy.  All combined she was handling 24 inches of dick meat with the 7
inches of Wahl's manhood on standby to ravish her.

   The fact she was willing to kneel there blindfolded and take her
punishment thrilled the men keenly as they performed anonymously behind
their masks.

   The three men had been performing in these little tryst together and
separately with Carnes for over a year now.  But they had never had such an
attractive willing female in their midst as Carol Lawson.  A lush rumpy
mature female, exquisitely submissive and who appeared eager for sex. 
Carnes' younger victims all seemed to be in shock and awe as he meted out
punishment and voracious sexual demands.

   Even now Carol seemed to revel in the abuse handed out by Carnes and his
cronies.  She pulled the black man Scales, closer to her face and began to
lick and suck his drooling dick in between heated sucks of Cruikshank.

   "Uh, uh oomph, glaghl, glaghl." She burbled on the fat juicy cocks as
Wahl rained down blows with the tawse on her body as Carnes drilled her
soaking wet cunt.

   Shiny bubbles of her saliva streaked up and down the cocks she was
sucking, white shiny dollops of her feminine juice streaked the dick
fucking into her.

   By now Wahl tired of punishment play was ready to sink into her hot
flesh.  "Carnes, Ed and I want some of her too.  You spank her for a
while."

   Carnes withdrew his dick and turned Carol on her back on the futon.  He
wound the dress to her mid-section until it stretched as a narrow band
around her svelte stomach.

   Cruikshank crawled between her thighs and began to lick her pussy and
asshole while Scales knelt over her tits and shoved his 9 inch cock in her
mouth, she started sucking immediately.

   Carol shivered and moaned as Wahl repositioned her in a near fetal
position with her butt canted toward Carnes.  Carnes grabbed the leather
strap and began to whip her lush cheeks as Wahl lay on his side between her
thighs and fisted his cock into her as she was peppered with the strap.

   "Thwick, Thack!" the licks droned on her now sweaty flesh and her cunt
adjusted to the smaller, more narrow dick of Wahl.

   Carnes stepped away to readjust the video recording gear and Cruickshank
leaned over her plucking and squeezing her juicy nipples as she blindly
sucked Scales by scent, taste and touch.

   Wahl shoveled his cock rapidly in and out sending her toward another
climax.  Wahl's dick made a slight slurping sound as he fucked into her
while lying on his side.

   "Yesss," Scales hissed, his fingers tangled in her brown hair as he
guided her face in the motion he wanted on his dick.  Carol could feel the
leaden stings of the licks and slaps that hit her aching bottom.  But she
gamely took the black dick deep into her mouth until she could feel him at
the back of her throat and swiveled her hips in time to Wahl's pussy
pleasing thrusts.

   "Glanggh, glorghh!" she choked once, before drawing Scales even deeper
into the back of her throat.  "Ah that's it Ms.  Lawson." He breathed
nastily, encouraging the attractive teacher.  "Yes go slowly on my pole. 
Yes...yes!"

   It made Carol think of having done the same for Ben Martin in recent
weeks and she thrilled anew.  She caught his heavy nut sack and squeezed
very gently and took him down to the root of his 8 inch dick, wet strings
of her saliva spraying into his salt and pepper pubic hair.

   Moaning, "Ohh fuckkk!" Scales grabbed a fistful of her sweaty, glossy
hair and thrust the last sixteenth of an inch into her maw.  He was too
deep; and she panicked but was held too tight to pull off the tasty dick.

   He withdrew slightly only to thrust again.  On the next push down her
throat, the stiff dick jerked and spurted into her gullet.  It was swallow
or choke.  She swallowed some.  A portion flew up into her nasal passages,
causing two greasy white bubbles of cum to burst from her pretty nostrils
obscenely.

   The erotic sight was just the fillip Cruikshank needed to reach his
orgasm.  He stood up at the head of the futon and grasping his cock began
to heatedly jerk it above her lovely face.

   Ben Martin and Josh sat in a hotel parking lot with Cora Diaz-Reyes.  It
was the long awaited hand off of a misappropriated access card for a
foreign trade warehouse outside the Port of Houston.

   The shy 24 year old was totally seduced and corrupted by Ben and Josh,
to the point she was an accomplice in a planned heist of electrical
components waiting to be transshipped by rail to Mexico.  The sexy Puerto
Rican was in love with Ben but gave limited sex at Ben's insistence to
Josh. They all met at their orientation to the Veteran Adult Education
(VAE) at the start of the term.  Cora was the receptionist-secretary at the
Gulf-Mex Logistics Company.  Upon getting into bed with Cora after two
weeks of dating, Ben devised the scheme to steal $3,000,000 dollars of
inventory to sell on the black market with Cora's help.

   The three vets each had skills and drive to devise the criminal plan. 
In the cramped bench rear sets of Josh's truck, Cora had given Ben a still
active access badge that belonged to an employee recently retired but Cora
failed to deactivate and destroy it.

   In 30 minutes under darkness Ben and Josh would penetrate the warehouse,
enter the freight bay and load the merchandise into Josh's truck before
rushing it to Galveston on IH 45 South.  The the plan called for the stuff
to be held in an old surf shop Josh worked in before his military days.

   For now Cora was about to help the guys release some nervous energy
before the execution phase of their crime.

   Because of her young, nerdy appeal the guys had given her the nick name
"Velma" after the sexy bubbly teen detective in a popular cartoon called
Scooby Doo.

   Cora was only 5 foot 3 inches with lush 38D breast and fond of wearing
tight blouses and skirts and simple dresses to conceal her creamy cleavage
and hips.

   She knelt sexily on the back seat with her head inclined in Ben's lap.
She had his throbbing dark pole peeled out of his slacks and under briefs
as she licked up and down it noisily.

   "Ohhg, Uh, Ohh!  "Aww!" Cruikshank groaned as he jerked himself off over
Carol's sweat-dampened face.

   She extended her left hand over and back to where he stood at the futon
and looped her hand over the top three inches of his cock, jerking it
evenly.

   Wahl feverishly eyed her wanton display.  He grasped her peachy soft
butt cheeks in the palm of his hands lifting her from the futon and
spearing her deeper and harder with his thrusting 7 inch cock.

   Scales wrenched his still shooting dick from her mouth, splashing two
smaller jets of cum up the left side of her face as she worked on
Cruikshank.

   "Fuck yeah...give it to her.  Awwwww, shoot on her!" The older man
yelled out.

   "Awwww..."she bleated like a heifer being bred as her climax started
anew.  For the third time since she entered the upscale home at 7:16 Carol
Lawson was coming.  Her very scalp tingled from all the sensations visited
upon her.

   Her head tossed to and fro on her shoulders as she took the dick from
Wahl.  A lock of her hair hung wantonly across her face as she glanced up
at Cruikshank.

   His solid pipe of cock belched and began to spill his load.  Shiny
gray-white globs lurched out over Carol's facial features as Cruikshank
finished cumming, shooting as far down as her creamy cleavage.  Carnes
stepped forward and handed her a towel.

   "Clean yourself up, we're going to another room for you to pay off the
price of being late.  I told you to to be here at 7:15." He said bitterly.

   "Standout and remove the dress and panties." The manager instructed as
they entered a small room down from the den.

   Carol immediately shivered with dread as the four men entered, all naked
or nearly so and still wearing their face masks.  Carnes, Wahl and Scales
were beginning to raise erections, with Wahl's dick steadily dripping shiny
pre-cum.

   Carnes secured her into wrist cuffs that dangled from the ceiling. 
"Count them out Ms.  Lawson." He said picking up a nearby strap like an old
fashioned barber might use.  THWUCKLCCK!

   "One!" WHU-WHURWHCKKL!  "Two." Merciful Mary, that was in the crease and
its coming again!  She thought.  It was like she was back in Pennsylvania
being disciplined by her Uncle.

   THWOOORUPPP!  "Ahooow!" "Didn't hear the count girlie.  You'll take that
one over." Carnes added.

   "Oh please sir, please...I'll suck...  THHHWLICCCK!  "Three!" She
bellowed in an inferno of pain, her thighs writhing.  THRWWHULLUPP!  "Oooh,
Sir...four, ahggg."

   Cruikshank had activated the camcorder recessed into the dark oak of a
book case to record the session for future illicit purposes.

   THWLLUPP!  "Fiiiyyve!" The woman was whining in pain her whole lush ass
streaked in fire and Carnes waiting to deliver the next lick.

   TWHHHRUPPP!  "Sixxxx." She hissed.  "We're not done yet missy!" Carnes
belted out, stepping to her left and pulling a rattan cane from a low
table.

   All four dicks in the room were now at full thrust, the whipping and the
promise of more heightening their lust.

   "Keep still and bend at the waist with your feet flat to the floor."
This was very hard to do wearing even the low heels she wore.

   "I can't sir, I can't.  I can't help it, it stings so." The position
he'd ordered put her at roughly a 45 degree angle.  Her beautiful butt
cheeks claimed the room.

   Cruikshank eager to ravage her, stepped forward and began to briefly
lick and rub her turgid nipples and areolae turning her on even more again.

   Carnes measured stepped back and delivered a mid-intensity lick on the
opulent curve of her left cheek.  He intended for her to enter that
subspace where the masochist doesn't know if they prefer the pain to the
pleasure.

   Carol stretched her arms in the cuffs as the second stroke of the cane
landed.  WHIRRUPP!  "Shiiit." She hissed out.  Sweat beaded and popped out
on her white flesh, especially her breast, thighs and arms.

   "Ohh please Sir.  Just let me off the rest...I'll do anything!" She
whined out.  Relentlessly the pain infused her butt cheeks when he aimed
and delivered a downward glancing stroke, WHHRRULIPP!  That fell in a 45
degree angle over her ass.

   "Hoooooar Awwww." This third lick caused her eyes to roll back in her
head.  More sweat rolled down the channel of her shoulder blades.  She
tried to cringe and clinch in her magnificent meaty ass.  Carnes recognized
this trick and the second she relaxed the cane struck again, this fourth
and final lick to her pristine white under buttock.

   "Ouwwww!" "Yessss, dammit whip the ass off me!" She blurted as she
entered subspace and came.

   The punishment had ended.  Now all remained was frenzied group sex as
was always the case at Carnes' parties.

   Carol knelt on her hands and knees fellating Carnes who knelt before
her. Scales shiny wet 9 incher sluiced up into her pussy as he lay on his
back beneath her, his hands gripping her thighs tightly.

   Cruikshank slaked his oral thirst for her by leaning over her glorious
ass, licking and fingering her sweaty well beaten ass.  Wahl was preparing
to drill his slender 7 inches into her ass from behind.  It was if they
were circus performers and all had a different role in debauching the
woman.

   "Splork, splork, slurp." She gurgled as she sucked her manager in an
even rhythm taking up to 5 and 6 inches of his dick on each dive of her
lips.

   The star shaped aperture of her asshole winked in anticipation before
Cruikshank's outstretched tongue one final time as he licked it.  He
clearly tasted her sweaty bitterness mixed with her talcum powder and
perfume.

   Carol had been taken anally only twice before and it was years ago.  She
shivered mildly at the thought of the clawing fullness to come.

   "Going to take you slow girly.  You'll be loving it before we're done."
Wahl growled in her left ear as he eased over her back and worked the blunt
cockhead into her.

   "Unng, unng." She moaned slightly as his first 2 inches entered her anal
hole while she continued pleasuring Carnes orally.

   Cruikshank sat with his legs spread at her left side and pulled her left
hand over his now rebloated dick forcing her to jerk it off.  "Oh yeah,
stroke the cock baby."

   "Glaagghn, glagghn, glagghn!" Carol sucked and twisted in the grasp of
the horny men.  With Scales pounding up into her snatch and twisting her
sensitive nipples, she started on the roller coaster to another climax.

   "Another 3 inches of dick meat for you my lady." Groaned Wahl as he
gripped her asscheeks and sliced down into her asshole.  The feel was
exquisite for him as his dick felt the pressure created by Sales' dick
rubbing across the thin membrane that separated pussy from ass.

   Carnes swept her damp dark hair up in his left hand out of her face.  He
had the small mattress covered by cameras from several angles and wanted
the entire circus on film as the men swarmed over her.  She had no idea she
was being filmed