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The contents of this story is of sexual nature and may involve
blackmail, bondage and non-consensual sex. Anyone who may be offended
by these stuff please do not read.
All characters are fictitious. Any resemblance to anyone either alive
or dead is purely coincidental. This story is intended for ADULTS only. 
If you are under 18 PLEASE DO NOT READ.

Again comments and suggestions are welcome, and thanks again to those 
who sent their comments on earlier chapters. **Please understand that I 
won't be able to Email the story to individuals. I will repost the story 
later when/if there're more chapters and when I've corrected some typos 
in the earlier ones.


Slave Teacher

(c) 1998 Roadrunner

VII.

Karen could hardly control herself when she ran into Mara that 
afternoon. "What have you told Jeff?" She asked Mara angrily, "why did 
you tell him to come back to me? Haven't you caused me enough pain and 
humiliation already? I have done nothing to you, but you're trying to 
turn me into a whore!" 
      "Shut up, slut!" Mara hissed as she reached out, grabbed Karen's 
right nipple through her shirt and twisted it. "Ouch!" Karen gasped in 
pain, and her hands reached up to protect her breasts. "Keep quiet and 
put your hands down!" Mara threatened, "unless you want everyone in this 
corridor to see what we're doing!"
      Gasping with the pain, Karen complied. They were standing in a 
corner with her back towards the other people in the corridor. As Mara 
said, if she didn't make a scene, no one would notice.
      "Look at you, slut," said Mara, "you're wearing a shirt without a 
bra, showing off your body and making your tits easily available to 
anyone--" she emphasized that with another vicious twist on Karen's 
nipple--"and now you're blaming me?"
      "Oh, oh, please, stop," Karen pleaded, "I'm, I'm sorry, please, 
that hurts!"
      "Listen, you slut, I can say whatever I want to anyone and do 
whatever I want to you! And I'm gonna make you pay for talking to me 
like that!"
      "No, please! I'm sorry!"
      "If you don't want to do it, you just go and tell Dr Jackson what 
you've been doing, and I won't bother you anymore-or maybe I can do that 
for you?"
      "No, please! I'll, I'll do what you say!"
      "Fine, then meet me outside the storeroom after school! Is that 
clear, slut?"
	"Yes, yes," Karen answered, sobbing.

      Many horrible scenes went through Karen's mind as she waited for 
Mara outside the storeroom. What humiliating act will she be made to 
perform this time? Much to her shame, her nipples hardened at the 
thought, and she couldn't help blushing when she saw Mara. "Get in," 
Mara pushed Karen inside and closed the door. There was little light in 
the room, and before Karen's eyes could adjust to the darkness, Mara 
took a piece of cloth and blindfolded her with it. "Take off you 
clothes," she ordered. "Please," Karen pleaded, "can we not do this?" 
"Shut up and do it! Slut! Or we can go to see Dr Jackson rightaway!" 
Reluctantly, Karen undressed. When she was all nude except for her high 
heels, she heard the sound of Mara switching on the lights. Then Mara 
led her to the center of the room and made her stand there. Naked and 
blindfolded, Karen felt vulnerable and tried to cover herself. "Stop 
that!" said Mara. "Sluts like you have no shame, right?" "Is that 
right?" she asked again, with a slap on Karen's breasts. "Ouch!" Karen 
cried out in surprise. "Y, yes-I mean no-" "Say it, stupid bitch!" 
"Sl-sluts like me have no sh-shame." "And showing off your body makes 
you hot." "Sh-showing off my body makes me hot..." "Then why don't you 
start playing with yourself?" 
      "What?" Karen asked in shock. "I said play with yourself, stupid 
cunt!" Mara scolded, slapping Karen's breasts again. "Ouch!" Karen cried 
out, and, with hands shaking with humiliation, she began caressing her 
breasts. She cupped her breasts and squeezed her nipples, and then 
stopped. "Please," she pleaded, "I can't do this..." Wack! "Ah!" Karen 
jumped as she felt a burning pain across her thighs. Mara must have hit 
her with a ruler. "Do it, slut!" Mara scolded as she hit her again. 
Blindfolded, Karen jumped with surprise as Mara hit her again. Not being 
able to see what Mara was doing, she felt completely open and 
defenseless, and despite herself, she felt her nipples getting hard. She 
began caressing her breasts again with trembling hands, and her body 
shuddered gently as she pinched her nipples, which were by now 
rock-hard. Like she had done it many times in front of Mark and Steve, 
she continued to caress her breasts with one hand while the other slid 
down her body to her pussy. Only when she touched her lips did she 
realize how wet she was, and the thought that Mara must have noticed 
that made her even more embarrassed. She began rubbing herself, first 
slowly, then faster and faster. After a while the other hand also moved 
down to play with her clit, and she began gasping with excitement.
      "You like it, don't you? Miss Johnson, or should I call you slut?" 
asked Mara teasingly. "Wh-what?" Karen asked dreamily. Whack! Mara hit 
her with the ruler again, this time right across her ass. "Do you like 
it!?" "Ouch, y-yes, yes, please don't hit me, oh," "No, I think you like 
it more when I hit you, 'cos you're such a slut!" with these words Mara 
hit her a few more times on her ass. "Oh, oh, ah!" Karen cried out. As 
Mara said, the pain of the blows only excited her more, and as the last 
blow landed squarely across her ass, she came violently with a load moan 
and a shudder.
	"Oh, oh," Karen fell onto her knees, gasping, exhausted. She let out a 
cry of alarm when a hand grabbed her pussy from behind. "No, please," 
she protested meekly as two fingers pushed their way into her wet hole. 
Ignoring her pleas, the two fingers began thrusting back and forth and 
soon Karen was trembling with excitement again. "Please, Mara, stop..." 
Karen pleaded but wait! She suddenly realised that the hand foundling 
her had a rough feel to it--it was a man's hand! In shock, she took off 
her blindfold immediately and saw Mara standing in front of her with her 
arms folded, grinning. She turned around and saw that it was Ben, the 
janitor, who was fingering her with a wicked grin on his face.
	"Oh, God, no!" Karen cried out in horror and tried to get up. "Don't 
go, miss Johnson," Ben chuckled as he grabbed her with the other hand, 
"We've only just begun!" "No!" Karen cried out as she struggled in vain. 
"Shut up, slut!" said Mara as she grabbed both of Karen's breasts and 
squeezed them cruelly. When she let go, the marks left by her fingers 
could be clearly seen on the white globes of Karen's breasts. "Since you 
said that I was trying to turn you into a whore, that's exactly what 
I'll be doing. Now you tell Ben that you want to be his sex slave, or 
I'll give the tape of your performance to Dr Jackson!" Mara said, 
pointing to a videocam in a corner of the room.
	"Oh, God," Karen whined. "C'mon, slut, say it!" Mara urged while Ben 
kept fingering her and began fondling with her breasts. Despite her 
humiliation Karen found herself approaching another orgasm, and she let 
out a grunt of dismay as he slowed down. "Pl-please, Ben..." she said 
meekly, "Please what, Karen?" asked Ben, teasingly. "Pl...please I-I 
want to be your s-sex slave..." "That's right," said Mara, laughing, 
"tell him that he can do anything he wants to you and use you in any 
way." "Oh, oh, B-Ben you can d-do anything you want to-to me and u--use 
me in any...any way..." Karen pleaded. She felt defeated and totally 
humiliated. Mara had set her up and now she was giving herself to yet 
another man, even begging him to abuse her. When she thought of this, 
she could no longer hold back her tears.
	"Excellent!" Mara exclaimed, "now Ben, I guess I'd better leave the
two of you alone!" "Thanks a lot, Miss Lloyd!" Ben chuckled. "No problem! 
Enjoy yourself!" said Mara cheerfully as she left. "And you too, Karen!"

	"Working late today, Ben?" Dr Jackson asked the janitor when he ran 
into him on his way out. "Yeah," Ben answered, "still got some dirty 
work to finish." "Well then, see you tomorrow," said the principal as he 
left the building. Seeing that he had left, Ben opened the door of the 
storeroom. Waiting inside was Karen, completely naked, on her knees in 
front of a desk. With her hands tied behind her back, she was gagged by 
her own g-string. A string was tied to each of her nipple, while the 
other end was tied to the handle of the lowest drawer of the desk, thus 
keeping her on her knees.
	"C'mon, Miss Johnson--I mean, slut, it's party time!" Ben chuckled as 
he untied the strings and began leading Karen out of the room by them. 
"Hmmmm!" Karen cried out in panic under the gag, fearing that someone 
might see her like this. "C'mon! Bitch!" Ben scolded as he tucked the 
strings impatiently, pulling on her nipples. Karen whimpered in pain and 
with her face blushing with shame, followed him out of the room.
     Ben led Karen down the corridor, walking ahead of her, keeping the 
strings taut. "I think you have been sitting for too long, Miss 
Johnson," he teased the teacher as he saw that she was gasping with the 
pain on her breasts. "Let's take a walk so that you can stretch your 
legs!" he chuckled. He led her to the other end of the corridor and back 
to the storeroom, then he made her knee down in front of the open door 
and laid a chair down between her and the door. Tying the two strings 
together, he hung them on the door knob. As Karen was on her knees, her 
breasts were pulled upwards into a cone shape, and the chair stopped her 
from moving closer to the door. Karen couldn't help but moaned under her 
gag in pain. "You like that, don't you, slut?" Karen winced and shook 
her head. Ben chuckled. "Well, there's more to come!" He found a thin, 
long, wooden rod and returned to where she was kneeling. 
      Karen looked up at him and the rod in his hands with eyes filled 
with fear. Ben thought his cock was going to burst out of his pants as 
he looked at her. Totally defenseless, trembling as she strained to keep 
her body up so that her tits wouldn't be pulled so hard, gasping and 
wincing with pain, with a thin layer of sweat on the fair skin of her 
body. He couldn't hold back any longer. He raised the rod and swish! 
brought it down across Karen's back. "Hmmmm!" Karen winced and cried out 
under her gag. "Hmmm! Hmmm!" She moaned and writhed wildly as much as 
the strings would allow under Ben's blows. Soon her back and her arms 
were all covered with red stripes. "Lovely..." Ben murmured as he stroke 
her trembling ass and Swish! Karen jumped as she felt the rod hit her 
across her ass. "Hmmm!" she screamed as blow after blow landed on her 
ass, then her thighs, and soon they were all criss-crossed with red 
welts.
      "Now the interesting part..." Ben grinned as he stepped forward 
and stood next to the trembling teacher. Seeing that he was staring at 
her breasts, Karen shook her head fanatically. "Now take this, slut!" 
said Ben as he brought the rod down on her delicate breasts, drawing a 
red welt across the white globes. When the rod hit her, Karen jerked 
back in pain, only to tuck cruelly at her own nipples. She moaned and 
bent forward again, just in time to meet Ben's second blow. "Hmm!" She 
screamed in agony as Ben hit her again and again, until there were more 
then ten red welts across her breasts. Tears went down her cheeks, and 
when Ben dropped down the rod, she was already exhausted from crying out 
for so long.
	Dropping down the rod, Ben immediately unzipped and pulled out his 
cock. He knelt down behind Karen and entered her with one deep thrust, 
drawing a groan from her. Ben chuckled as he realized how wet Karen was, 
and reaching in front to grab her breasts, he began fucking her in long 
hard strokes. Karen could not help but began moaning under her gag. 
Sensing that her body was also trembling with excitement, he squeezed 
her breasts even harder and increased his tempo, until her body was 
taken by a series of spasms. At this he couldn't hold back any more and 
began pumping his cum into her hot, wet pussy.

     Karen let out a sigh of relief as Ben finally untied the strings 
from the door knob. "This is real good slut," Ben said, smiling 
contentedly, still holding the strings in his hand. "Next time, I'll get 
some real toys." When Karen looked at him in horror, he gave her a tuck 
on the strings. "Have you forgotten? You're my fuck toy now! And you'll 
come to me whenever I want! Is that clear?" Karen nodded, whimpering.

VIII.

Karen went to school with a feeling of apprehension. After the episodes 
with Jeff and Ben, she felt totally vulnerable. She was no longer sure 
how many people in the school knew her secret and felt as if anyone 
could come and take advantage of her any minute. Perhaps Ben would give 
her to someone else, just like what Mara did. And Mara, God knows what 
she's going to do next. And there're also Steve and Mark...
      Biting her lower lip, she tried to maintain her composure and not 
to look around as she walked along the corridor to the classroom. Still, 
she could feel the guys' gaze on her body, and her face was blushing. 
When she heard some girls giggling as she walked past, she wondered if 
they were laughing at her. A weakness swept her over and she felt her 
nipples getting hard. She told herself that it's because they're rubbing 
against her shirt rather than her feeling of humiliation, but the words 
of Mara kept springing up in her mind. She's a slut! She gets turned on 
being watched and humiliated!
      Finally, she came to the classroom. Much to her relief, the 
teaching seemed to go on fine, given what she had been through already. 
The boys had their usual grin when they saw her short skirt and shirt, 
but nothing more. Only that Jeff was smiling at her knowingly, as well 
as Amy's change of attitude reminded her of what happened. After the 
incident, Amy had changed from the rebellious girl that she was to a 
quiet, cooperative student whenever she's in Karen's class. Dr Jackson 
even praised Karen once for this. If only he knew what we've been 
through together, Karen thought and sighed.
      Given the wicked grin on Jeff's face, Karen was not really 
surprised to find a note in the homework that he handed in. "I want you 
to drop this and bend over to pick it up." That little prick! Karen 
thought. Resigned, she pretended to drop the whole stack of homework 
accidentally, and then bent over to pick them up. She knew that some of 
the welts on the top of her thighs and her ass from Ben's whipping were 
still faintly visible, and she wondered how many of the students had 
noticed that. Her legs were trembling as she picked up the pieces of 
paper, and when she turned around she saw the wide grin on Jeff's face. 
I hope you're happy now, you scumbag, she thought. 
      Amy caught up with her in the corridor after class. "Are you okay, 
Miss Johnson?" the teen asked meekly. "I don't know, yeah, I guess," 
Karen answered, trying in vain to hold back her tears. "Oh, I don't 
know," she said as tears began to flow. "Hush, come here," said Amy as 
she led Karen to an empty classroom. Closing the door behind them, she 
held the sobbing teacher in her arms. When Karen finally stopped 
sobbing, Amy said meekly, "I'm sorry, but Mark Simpson wants to see us 
in his office."

      Mark admired the faint marks on Karen's naked body as she 
recounted her further adventures. He grinned as he noticed the moisture 
on Karen's shaven pussy lips. The woman is getting turned on telling her 
own humiliation! In fact, listening to Karen's tale gave him a kind of 
voyeuristic pleasure and he was getting incredibly turned on too. When 
Karen finished, he immediately had her undress Amy and fuck her with a 
strap-on while he first whipped her with his belt and then fucked her in 
the ass. Whether it was because of the threat or excitement from the 
whipping, Karen fucked Amy in real earnest, and she moaned and squirmed 
wildly as Mark ass-fucked her. When Karen licked his cock clean, he had 
an idea. He and Steve had only had Amy to themselves and had never tried 
to humiliate her publicly, fearing that they'd get caught. When they 
blackmailed Karen into dressing more provocatively and made her bend 
over to show off her ass, their intention was mainly to discredit Karen 
in order to protect themselves. Now, after the strange development of 
events, they found this to be much more interesting than they had 
thought. And Karen, on her part, seemed totally powerless over all these 
things, and was even gradually submitting herself to them.... "Listen, 
slut," he said, "I want you to meet me in the locker room tomorrow after 
school." "Y-yes, sir." Karen answered meekly.

       Karen could hardly concentrate on her teaching the following day. 
When school was finally over, she went immediately to the locker room, 
and found Mark there, waiting for her with a bag in his hands. "Hi, 
slut," Mark greeted her cheerfully. "H-hi, sir," Karen answered almost 
automatically, wondering what kind of humiliation was in store for her. 
"Here," said Mark as he took out a cheerleader's uniform from the bag, 
"change into this." "Wh-" "I said change into this, slut!" With 
trembling hands, Karen undressed. "Off with that G-string too." The 
uniform was too small and it hugged tightly to Karen's body, and her 
rock-hard nipples were clearly visible. When she was done, Mark took out 
a pair of handcuffs and a ball gag. Karen, with her head lowered in 
shame, did not offer any resistance as Mark gagged her and tied her 
hands behind her back. Next, he took out a leather collar with a leash 
and put it on her.
       "Did you know that our basketball team just won an important game 
yesterday? They're in the semi-final of the tournament now. I promised 
them a reward before the game, and it's time I-" "Mmmmm!" Karen 
protested in panic and struggled madly at her bonds, but Mark grabbed 
her arm and squeezed her breasted cruelly, causing her to wince and stop 
struggling. "Listen, slut!" he said, "You can do this or I can have Amy 
in your place! Is that what you want?" Reluctant as Karen was, she 
couldn't make her student take her place. Closing her eyes, she shook 
her head. "So will you do this or what?" Mark asked again, and with 
tears in her eyes, Karen nodded. "Good," Mark chuckled. "Now wait here 
while I go get your young stallions..." he said as he made Karen kneel 
down on the floor and tied the leash to a bench.
       While Karen was waiting, she couldn't help noticing how hard her 
nipples were, and her pussy was getting wetter and wetter. Finally, she 
heard Mark's voice and the voices of some young men approaching. "Hey 
coach, what's the deal? You said there'd be a---" the first student just 
stood at the entrance to the locker room with his mouth wide open when 
he saw Karen kneeling on the floor with hands cuffed behind her back, 
her head lowered in shame, and with her chin wet with drool. "C'mon, 
guys," said Mark as he pushed the stunned young man forward and ushered 
the others into the room. "Holy shit!" Another guy exclaimed. "Like I 
said," Mark said as he went over to Karen, unattached her leash and 
helped her up, "you guys have done very well at the same and all deserve 
a reward. And Ms Johnson here has kindly agreed to help me, 'cos there's 
nothing she likes more than healthy and energetic young men," "B-but 
what's with the gag and handcuffs?" a student asked. "That's how she 
likes it, right? Ms Johnson?" Mark asked teasingly as he grabbed her arm 
and squeezed it menacingly. Blushing, with her eyes closed, Karen 
nodded. "C'mon guys, take your prize, and make your teacher happy!" Said 
Mark as he pushed Karen forward to the students. Seeing that they were 
still hesitating, he lifted Karen's top to reveal her full, firm breasts 
and rock-hard nipples, causing her to moan in dismay.
       The students gasped at the sight. Their gorgeous teacher standing 
in front of them with her hands tied and her breasts exposed, offering 
herself to them! Finally, swallowing hard, one of them reached out and 
cupped Karen's left breast. Karen closed her eyes and whimpered. Seeing 
that she didn't try to resist, the guy reached out and grabbed her other 
breast. Encouraged by this, the other guys on the team gathered around 
the younger teacher and soon their hands were all over her body. "Hey, 
she's all wet!" A guy exclaimed as he felt between her legs. Karen 
moaned in shame as he lifted her skirt to let everyone see her 
glistening pussy, but despite herself her body was already trembling 
with excitement. The students lifted her up and laid her on the bench, 
and some of them began undressing. The cheerleader uniform was first 
pushed up, then torn off completely. With her hands tied behind her 
back, Karen was completely defenseless as the students explored her 
body. One guy thrust two fingers into her pussy and began finger-fucking 
her, while another shoved his middle finger all the way up her tight 
ass. 
      "Mmmm!" Karen moaned and squirmed. The student who was fingering 
her pulled out and wiped his fingers on her breasts as his teammates 
cheered. Spreading her legs wide, he positioned himself at the entrance 
of her hot, wet pussy. "Now, Miss Johnson, this comes first!" he said as 
he entered her with one deep thrust. As the first student fucked her, 
another guy slowly eased his cock up her ass and the two began fucking 
her together. A third guy straddled Karen's stomach and positioned his 
cock between her breasts, which he then pressed together as he thrust 
his cock back and forth. Karen could hardly believe that this was 
actually happening. She was tied, gagged and being fucked by three 
students at once! "Oh, oh, ah!" she moaned loudly as a student removed 
her gag, but her moans were soon muffled again when he grabbed her head 
and filled her mouth with his cock....

      It was more than two hours later when the students finally left, 
all satisfied. Mark had promised them that they would be "rewarded" 
again if they win the next game. Although he had already fucked her 
twice (with the students cheering), Mark felt himself getting hard again 
as he looked at Karen. The young teacher was lying with her legs 
wide-spread on the bench, panting, exhausted, with cum all over her 
face, her breasts and also leaking out of her cunt and her asshole. Her 
body was covered with sweat, and there were bruises all over her breasts 
and her thighs. "Had a good time, slut?" he said as he grabbed her 
thighs and prepared to enter her. "Pl...please," Karen pleaded feebly, 
"not again..." "Alright," Mark chuckled and went to stand next to her 
cum-covered face, "I'll let you off if you give me a nice blowjob." 
Obediently, Karen turned towards him and opened her mouth.

      "Ah, Miss Johnson, I've been looking for you all morning!" Ben 
said loudly when he met Karen in the corridor after lunch break. "Y-yes, 
Ben?" Karen asked nervously. "Could you come with me please? There's 
something that I need your help with." "B-But Ben---" Karen stammered, 
trying to think of a reason to refuse. "Could you please give me a hand, 
Miss Johnson? Or should I go and ask Dr Jackson?" "Oh, no, no," Karen 
pleaded nervously, "okay, I'll go with you."
      "Listen, slut!" Closing the door behind them, Ben said menacingly 
as he grabbed Karen's nipple through her shirt and pinched it cruelly. 
"Next time, when I ask you nicely to come along, you come along! Is that 
clear?" "Ouch, yes, yes, ouch!" Karen gasped and Ben reached under her 
skirt, pushed her g-string down and began rubbing her slit. He ordered 
Karen to hold her skirt up and when she did so, he opened his locker and 
took out two Ben Wa balls. Karen looked at them in horror. Although she 
had never seen them before, she could easily guess what they were for. 
"Hold still, slut!" Ben ordered as he slowly inserted the two balls into 
Karen's pussy, leaving only the two tags dangling outside. Karen endured 
submissively, thinking that he was going to toy with her in that way. It 
was only when Ben began to pull her g-string up that she realized what 
he was really up to. "No, please!" She pleaded in horror. "Please! Take 
them out!" "Shut up, slut!" Ben scolded as he gave her a hard spank on 
her ass. "You're my fuck toy and you'll do whatever I say! Keep them 
inside that slutty cunt of yours, and come back to meet me here after 
school! Is that clear?" "Y...yes," Karen answered, defeated. "Good," 
said Ben, laughing cruelly. "This will surely warm you up for what I've 
got in store for you. Now go back to your class, Miss Johnson!"






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