Gaining Mary

Standard warnings apply (i.e if your too young, too gullible, or it's plain out illegal don't read any further). The story is fictional as are the people it's about. Enjoy.

Gaining Mary

The halls were empty now, all the students having left for the day. Mary was in no hurry to go, however.

Her stepmother had gone on another week long business trip and she had no real friends to hang out with so she decided to snoop around the deserted school.

There was not much of interest, a few open lockers with the usual junk inside. She was stealing a lighter when she heard what sounded like voices from down the hall.

At first she panicked fearing punishment for being caught on School grounds after hours.

Then, however the words, "Now take the rest of it off" drifted down the hall to her ears followed by a finale whimper.

Any fears that were left were destroyed by the overwhelming thrill of possibly catching a couple of fellow students making out in a classroom.

"You know what to do next" Said the male voice in a stern tone.

She crept as quietly as she could in the direction of the sound and soon was standing outside the room. Carefully she peeked around the partially open door and was so stunned her jaw almost hit the floor.

There on hands and knees, completely naked, was her literature teacher Ms. Hurmtee. Standing behind her was a stern looking but incredibly handsome man Mary had never seen before. Neither of them was facing the door.

"Please..." she whimpered

"Louder slut." he demanded.

"PLEASE PUNISH THIS SLUT!" Hurmtee shouted, probably louder than she intended.

The yard stick in his hand was a blur #SWISH# CRACK! Landing hard on her rump.

The teacher let out a shriek, lost her balance falling to her elbows, and buried her face in her hands.

"Well?"

With a sniffle the shaking woman slowly moved back into position "Master, thank you for punishing this slut."

"And...?" he said holding the ruler up to the light as though admiring a fine sword.

"Oh god..." she moaned then louder, "and this slut wishes her Master would continue the punishment at his pleasure."

"Very well." He smiled and began swinging.

Mary was mesmerized, she couldn't move. The thought of running for help never even crossed her mind. In fact she was getting rather excited, her own breathing becoming nearly as ragged as her teachers. She watched his arm swing steadily, like a metronome of pain, covering Hurmtee from the top of her ass to mid thigh with an almost perfectly parallel array of welts.

For a full five minutes he whipped the poor woman. The man showed no sign of exertion, neither his rhythm nor strength of swing wavered the entire time.

Finally he stopped. Ms. Hurmtee collapsed onto the floor her whole body shaking as she cried.

"Do you think you've had enough?" he asked using the yardstick to poke at her bright red ass.

Her only response was to snivel pitifully as she struggled to get back into position.

"No answer? Hmm well then I guess we'll just have to ask the audience."

Mary almost had time to wonder what he was talking about but suddenly she found him staring straight into her eyes. His gaze seemed to consume her in a way that made her knees week.

The spell was broken when he spoke. "You can come in."

Though the tone was friendly, it seemed more a command than a statement of her abilities. Even though she was terrified of what may happen, the idea of fleeing was nowhere to be found in her thoughts. Mary stood up straight put her backpack over her shoulder and, shaking only slightly with nerves, walked into the classroom.

Only then did the teacher finally see her. Ms. Hurmtee fell back to a seated fetal position as she began shrieking, "Oh MYGOD! -YOU SWORE --- NO ONE! I M RUINED..."

"Quiet. Slut."

Mary watched in awe as he punctuated the end of each word with a swat from the yardstick without ever taking his eyes off Mary.

Once the woman had quieted down to silent sobs and a little sniffling he spoke again, "So what is your name?"

"M-Mary." she said, alternately staring at her naked (and to be honest, exceptionally hot) teacher and the man that had just beaten her with a ruler.

"Lovely name for a lovely girl" he said with a smile, "Mary, I assume you already know Jessica over here (pointing to the huddled teacher). You may call me Nathan."

Mary waved hello somewhat lamely not knowing what to say and half smiled.

Nathan gestured to a nearly desk, "Would you like to have a seat, Mary?"

"Uh ok?" she shrugged sitting on the table part rather than the built in seat. It was a strange sort of thrill to be standing, fully clothed, in the same room as a nude, humiliated adult.

Nathan pulled Ms. Hurmtee's chair from behind her desk, crossed his feet, and used the still fetal teachers shoulder as a footrest. He looked her over critically. She was maybe 5'5", wavy black hair down to her shoulder. A pixie like face made her much younger than she probably was. It was hard to tell breast size through the loose shirt (and he wasn't in the mood to peak with his powers) but he would guess maybe a 34B, 36 at most. "She does have a cute little ass though" He thought looking at her blue jean encased bottom.

"So, Mary, do you believe Jessica has been punished enough?"

The girl appeared to think for a moment and Nathan was having too much fun to cheat and read her mind.

"Well...I don't know what she's being punished for so how can I know if she has been punished enough?"

Nathan laughed and clapped his hands appreciatively, "Excellent point!"

Nathan could not believe his luck. Not only did she manage to sneak up on him, but upon seeing him beating her teacher, she actually stayed to watch (and from the look of it get a little excited about it). Now here she sits calmly discussing further punishment for the older woman.

''We'll just have to inform you then won't we?" he said, taking his feet from the teacher's shoulders, "Stand up slut!"

He had to suppress a laugh when Mary almost jumped to her feet at his command. She managed so catch herself but saw him watching and blushed furiously.

"This girl's a natural!'' he thought, then out loud, "Slut you're going to explain to Mary what you did to deserve punishment."

Jessica almost refused but the look on his face reminded her of what happened the last time she refused. Bowing her head miserably she replied, "Yes Master."

Nathan figured he might get board hearing the story he'd experienced first hand so to entertain himself he decided to have the nude teacher sit on his lap as she told the story. That is, of course, after she undid his pants and stroked his cock until it was stiff enough for her to get a proper seat. (He knew that having a dick in her hand let alone her cunt was totally repulsive to her, it's what made it fun)

The look of revulsion on Jessica Hurmtee's face as she was made to take his rod into her pussy was making Mary squirm in excitement. Reading about women being punished and enslaved online was one thing but to see it happening to someone she knew was almost enough to make her cum.

Once Nathan had the nude woman's hands firmly tied behind her she was allowed to begin her tale.

"I am and always have been a lesbian. There was never any "curiosity" or possible bisexuality, even when I was young I was only attracted to girls."

"But that's not why I'm punishing you is it?" Nathan asked, cruelly twisting her breasts.

"Ow! No! You're tormenting me because I'm also a chronic pedophile!"

Mary was stunned. She hadn't known what would have made her teacher submit to such treatment but this certainly wasn't it!

Jessica went on to explain that as she grew up her taste in girls didn't. Her first time was with a girl two years younger than her that she was baby-sitting. Overwhelmed with curiosity she slipped the younger girl some sleeping pills and when the girl barely conscious Jessica stripped her down and got her first taste of another girl's pussy. From then on she was addicted, screwing younger girls whenever she could and usually against their will. By the time she had gotten her first teaching job (not surprisingly at a private all girls junior high) her methods were nearly perfect.

"Figuring out their schedules was easy. I would pick from girls that would be staying out late and alone due to detentions, sports or whatever. Once they were out of sight of any one I'd drug them, didn't even have to sneak up usually I was their teacher after all wasn't I?

"I'd drag the sleeping girl to an empty room or closet blindfold and tie them up, then give them the antidote. When they woke up, I'd fuck them with a strapon and force them to eat my pussy. Once I'd cum, they'd get drugged again, then I'd clean them up and leave them somewhere near were I found them."

Mary interrupted, "Didn't they remember seeing you right before they passed out? Or recognize your voice when raping them?"

For a moment a smile of pride overcame her disgust at Nathan's fucking, "No, I said I was good at it. The particular drugs I used tend to screw with a person's memories near the time they're injected, especially with three doses in quick succession. Their whole day was a blur. As for my voice, I wore a special device that distorted my voice. I called it my rape necklace."

"The first year I would only do one or two a month, and never the same girl. Then, since it was so easy I did more, almost one a week. I started rotating through my favorites; there were about twelve or so. I got brave, started recording my sessions, digital camera, video, whatever….

"The third year I became obsessed with one girl in particular. Sara was so perfect……" Ms. Hurmtee drifted off dreamily, until a sharp tug on her hair brought her back to the present.

"Yowch! She was hard to get….never did anything alone, never snuck out. Half way through the year I was so desperate I gave her detentions, just to give myself an opportunity. I took her but it all went wrong.

"I was naked, having just given her the antidote and was donning the strapon when the classroom door opened. It was one of Sara's friends, out looking for her when she hadn't shown up for dinner. I was terrified and so was this new girl. I recovered first and used my one remaining dose of knockout drug on her. Thinking I was now safe, I fucked them both, made Sara lick both mine and her friend's pussy. When I came down from my orgasm I realized my problem. I had used the last of my knockout serum on her friend and wouldn't be able to get more for days.

Panicking I tied the girls, naked in a sixty nine, cleaned my juices off them and told Sara not to scream (lying about having a gun), grabbed my cameras and ran. The girls were found the next morning by a janitor that heard their screams. The police came and did an investigation, found a picture of another girl I'd raped lying where my camera bag had been. It must have fallen out.

"The scandal was tremendous, they found more pictures that I'd though had been well hidden on the school network. I was terrified, certain they'd track it back to me. They didn't though, no prints, the network hadn't tracked who put the pictures there so the case was pretty much dropped. Being that most of the kids were from rich families, it was hushed up from the news.

"I quit working at the school pretending that, like several other teachers that were leaving, I was afraid for my safety. In truth knowing my desires would make it too dangerous to stay. I thought I had made a clean getaway. I was wrong. Ahhh!"

At that point Nathan shoved her off his dick. She fell hard onto the floor, but he still had a hold on her hair. Using it, he spun the teacher around so her face was in his crotch. "And that" he said slapping her twice across the face, "is where I come in." He then shot a massive load of jizz all over Jessica's face.

Mary was breathing hard now; she gave a quiet whimper with each jet of sperm that shot from Nathan's large member. This sick woman's story was disgusting but watching her suffer such degradation made Mary want to switch places with her.

Nathan explained that Sara's parents, while by no means the richest of people, had a very powerful friend that owed them a favor. That friend was, of course, Nathan. He was asked to find out who had raped their under aged daughter and make that person suffer appropriately. It did not take him long to find out who was responsible (being able to read the girls' drug clouded memories was the key, but he didn't tell Mary that.) and then track down the recently unemployed teacher.

He had found Ms. Hurmtee the previous winter, just after she had accepted a position at Mary's school for the following school year. Finding her stash of home made child porn, he destroyed everything in which she was not easily identifiable and then duplicated what remained for use in confronting her.

When Jessica was presented with his evidence she did not even try to deny it, simply breaking down to tears.

"I made her an offer," Nathan smiled, forcing Hurmtee to clean her own juices from his rod, "She could either turn herself in taking the law's punishments for her crimes. After, what I would make certain was a VERY public trial; she would serve her undoubtedly long prison term in the most squalid prison I could find where she could be sure to suffer every humiliation her fellow inmates could imagine. OR she could spend the summers with Sara's Father, suffering whatever punishments he deemed fit. Then she could return to her new teaching job with relative freedom, save for serving my desires whenever I happened to be in the area."

He kicked the teacher away and as she lay sobbing quietly on the floor, he zipped up his pants.

Mary's breath caught at this first unhindered look at Nathan's penis, she licked her lips.

"So Mary, Do you think she has suffered enough?"

"What did Sara's dad do with her all summer?"

"Well I'm sure he fucked her a few times, once he realized she'd hate it. The rest of the time though…well he owns a pretty large kennel, breeding and training dogs and the like. Let's just say she became intimately familiar with the canine reproductive system."

"Eeww! Sick!"

Digging the heel of his shoe into Hurmtee's cunt, "Is that enough, you think?"

"For what that bitch did to those little girls?" Mary gave an evil smile he had seen quite often, usually in the mirror, "No way in hell, she's lucky you let her live."

He smiled back, "My thoughts exactly, however I don't have time for anything else tonight. I'll be continuing her punishment after school again tomorrow. Wear a skirt and be here at three sharp if you're interested."

Hurmtee let out a groan as Mary's face lit up, "Really? I can watch again?"

"If you're on time and behave properly, I might even let you help. Now Ms. Hurmtee is going to be a responsible teacher and give her student a ride home."

Knowing it was a command Jessica got unsteadily to her feet, reaching for her clothes. Her hand was slapped away.

"Ah-ah, Mary will give you your clothes back AFTER you have walked her to her front door." He held out her car key.

Having long since lost the strength to disobey him, she took the keys and head bowed in shame, slowly shuffled to the door.

Mary was handed the bag of her teacher's clothes. Leaning close he whispered in her ear, "Make sure she takes the long way, and treat yourself to dinner with whatever cash she has. If she doesn't follow you're directions or give you a hard time, remind her that I WILL find out and make her suffer."

She was still thrilling with the power she'd been given over her teacher when Nathan gave her a firm swat on the ass to move her out the door. The sting in her butt triggered a small orgasmic wave that made her shudder.

The two women rode in silence, Jessica only pleading for her clothes once when they first got to the school exit.

"You're going to disobey him already?" Mary sneered, "Now start walking or do I go back in there and tell your Master you won't follow his orders?"

Jessica blanched, "You'd tell him? Why won't you help me?"

"Because, you're a sick bitch that deserves much worse." And it makes me horny as all hell, Mary added to herself.

They drove in a strained silence except for Mary providing vague directions to her home thus forcing the teacher to drive around most of their town while completely nude. Fortunately for the teacher it had been a rainy day and nobody was out walking the usually busy streets.

At one point Mary asked, "What did you do there?"

"Where?"

"At the kennel, what was it like?"

"I had to keep the cages and runs clean, including mine. No clothes or shovels or anything."

"Is that all? Nathan talked like you fucked them, the dogs I mean."

Tears began rolling down her cheeks as the all too recent memories flooded her mind, "Eventually, yes. I had no choice. They put me in a shock collar and locked it in place. They loved using it…..making me….disgusting…."

"How many did you do?"

"I don't know….passed out a lot, lost count."

Soon after that they arrived at Mary's home. Ms. Hurmtee refused to get out of the car, while nobody was outside there were occasional cars that passed by as well as the neighboring houses where anybody might see her. She demanded her clothes back.

"Get out here now and walk me to the door like you were told or drive home naked and face Nathan tomorrow when I tell him!" Mary further made her point by using a lighter she'd stolen from a locker to ignite Hurmtee's panties.

She got out of the car so fast she tripped on the safety belt. Mary extinguished the now ruined panties and began walking up to the front door at, to Jessica appeared to be an, exceptionally slow pace.

''Well thanks for the ride. It was fun, see you tomorrow." Mary smiled as she shut the door.

"Wait! My clothes!"

"Oh, right. I forgot!" Mary lied, ''Here you go!"

She flung the pile of clothes as hard as she could, causing the items to scatter across the rain soaked sidewalk and yard. By sheer luck Ms. Hurmtee's favorite blouse was driven into a particularly gooey mud puddle when her shoes landed.

Laughing Mary watched for a moment as the naked woman scramble after her clothes. Finally she slammed the door shut locked it and ran to her room.

She actually managed to get onto her bed and take her pants off before she could no longer resist, her hand dove for her soft folds hidden beneath her already wet panties. Two screaming orgasms later she finally calmed down enough to realize she was hungry, and ordered a pizza.

Going down stairs she intended to pass the time by watching some TV. The mundane antics of even her favorite show could not hold her interest, however, not in light of what she had seen at school today. Lost in the memories of seeing her beautiful teacher humiliated by such a gorgeous man, her fingers slowly worked their magic between her legs without her even realizing it.

The next day at school seemed no different from any before. Until, of course, she got to her literature class. Ms. Hurmtee seemed nervous and wouldn't look in Mary's direction through the whole class.

Mary herself was quite distracted the whole day as was notices by the few friends she did have. She tried not to get distracted yet could not help but constantly wonder what she would be witness to today after school.

The last bell finally rang and the halls were flooded both by students and their teachers, everyone rushing to get home.

Nobody had ever noticed Mary sneaking into the girl's bathroom to hide and today was no exception. She waited impatiently for the janitor to check the restroom empty before locking it for the night.

Finally she heard the door squeak open followed by the board "Everyone out? 'M lockin' the door."

The door creaked shut and there was the loud echo of a key in a lock. Mary crept out of her stall and smiled. Mr. Dilly was a nice enough old man (even the school bullies liked him too much to play pranks on) but liked to joke that anyone fool enough to get locked in a school bathroom got what they deserved. So he tended not to look very hard then locking up.

She wasn't worried about being locked in, either. One of the first things she had done when deciding to stay after school and raid lockers was to jam the bathroom lock so that she could get out.

Stepping into the hall she looked at her watch and panicked. She had less than a minute to get to Ms. Hurmtee's classroom! Forgetting entirely about trying to remain quiet she took off at a run, she needed to get nearly to the other end of the school. Turning the last corner at full speed she slipped and nearly fell. Cursing she slowed, her shoes were over a year old but she'd only worn these saddle shoes once for a school play and the bottoms were quite slick. They hardly even fit her anymore but she had been told to wear a skirt and, for reasons she couldn't explain, she wanted to impress Nathan. So she had dressed in the white blouse, pleated plaid skirt, etc. of the stereotypical school-girl that she had worn only for the play.

"If the stares I got during class were any indication, this'll definitely impress him" She smiled smoothing the skirt's front. She walked into the classroom with seconds to spare.

Ms. Hurmtee was sitting with her feet propped on top of her desk, her panties pulled to her knees and her skirt bunched around her waist so only her bare ass was on the chair. Her eyes had been closed as she used both hands to play with her pussy but opened them with a start as Mary entered the room.

"Oh, I thought you were Him." She said, hesitated then returned to masturbating.

Mary looked around the room crestfallen, "Nathan? He's not here? He said three…"

"He requires his sluts to be punctual even if he isn't."

Slowly she walked over to the desk, "Why are you jerking off? I thought he disgusted you?"

Hurmtee glared at the teen, "He does. Everything he makes me do is repulsive. I have to wait for him like this, exposed and jerking off without cumming."

"Oh," Mary smiled, "I bet that's why he's late then….to see if you'll keep it up. With me watching."

If it was possible the teacher's look of hatred intensified.

"Well?" Mary sat on the desk looking her teacher in the eyes, "Keep going. Open your blouse too."

"Why?"

"'Cause I want to watch your tits jiggle. You're the slave here; from now on you don't get to ask why."

The older woman didn't move.

"And because I can still tell Nathan you wouldn't listen last night. What do you think he'll do to you?"

Hurmtee groaned and unbuttoned her shirt and tentatively began stroking herself once again. Trying to forget her situation she gave in to the sensation her fingers were providing, her eyes closed. She tried to remember Sara, pretend it was the young girl serving her. She felt something, her blouse moved, her eyes flew open.

"There, much better." Mary smiled, having flung the teachers shirt wide to reveal her braless bosom, "No more closing your eyes either, I can bet what you're imagining you perv. Keep looking into my eyes or we'll see how much trouble I can make for you with Nathan!"

Cursing under her breath she obeyed, continuing to use both hands to play with herself. Though her body reacted with a moistening cunt and hardening nipples she felt no real pleasure. She couldn't even focus on the image of her beloved Sara while forced to stare at the smirking face of her student.

"Very interesting."

Mary started, looking towards the voice. It was Nathan. How had he gotten in? There had been no noise, and the door was still shut from when she had entered. Had she been that absorbed in her teacher's humiliation? That must be it, she thought and dismissed it all together.

"You saw? I thought…" Mary started to panic, no matter what she'd told her teacher Nathan had technically not given her any authority over the other woman beyond the ride home the night before.

"That you would make use of a prime opportunity?" He smile at her, "Nicely handled, though a bit crude, perhaps."

Mary blushed furiously at the compliment.

"Slut, four fingers, alternating hands." he said in what Mary was beginning to think of as his command voice.

Hurmtee whimpered and began trying to force all the fingers of one hand into her pussy.

"Now Mary lets have a look at you."

Quickly she stood before him and did a slow pirouette with her arms above her head so he could take in the whole outfit.

"Do you like it?" She asked nervously, "I know you only said a skirt but, well, I really don't have many. Except this old costume."

Nathan circled her slowly looking over every inch of her.

"Nice though I'm guessing it's a couple years old." he said, noting the blouse buttons straining to contain her well developed C-cup.

"It was for a play a few years ago. I didn't realize I'd grown so... much." She gestured to indicate her boobs, "What are you going to do to her today?"

They both turned to watch Jessica grunt with effort as she pistoned first one hand then the other into her wet, too small hole. Nathan held his hand up with two fingers extended. Hurmtee, apparently familiar with this signal, groaned and started to work both sets of fingers into herself at the same time.

"Tit abuse and an ass fucking or two."

Mary took her seat and watched with rapt attention as her teacher was put through her paces.

First she was made to remove the remainder of her clothing, fold each item neatly, then kneel before Mary and beg her to, "Hold this unworthy slut's while she receives the beating she deserves."

Much to Nathan's delight Mary made her teacher grovel pitifully before accepting each item. She placed the last item of clothing in her backpack and ordered, "Kiss my feet."

Hurmtee hesitated only a moment before complying.

"Now crawl over to your master and beg him for what you deserve!"

She shuffled on her hands and knees over to Nathan where, kneeling, she presented herself, hands behind her head, tits pushed out and legs spread wide. He circled her slowly, correcting her posture with light taps from a riding crop.

"You'd be amazed how long it took her to learn proper posture." He said, in a matter-of-fact tone, "For a teacher she's amazingly slow on the uptake. Even with a shock collar and sleep deprivation."

Mary half smiled and found herself thinking she'd learn to do anything he wanted willingly, no...eagerly.

"Well on with the show." He reached into a duffle bag Mary was sure hadn't been there a moment ago and withdrew two small plastic bags. They were clothes pins. He held them out before the kneeling woman.

"Here slut, I thought you might be getting tired of simply being naked while entertaining me…I mean us." He corrected himself, smiling at Mary. "So I brought you some decorations."

The brunet took the bags with a questioning look at her tormentor.

Nathan rolled his eyes, "There are two bags. You have two tits. Do the math."

Jessica seemed to deflate somehow as she tore open the first bag with a miserable, "Yes sir."

"They're plastic ones, not wood?" Mary asked after noticing.

"Well, your porn sights amateurs like the wood ones but they have a smooth grip surface. Plastic ones usually have ridges or teeth and tend to hold better"

Hurmtee let out a painful, "Ahhhr" as she placed the first pin on her left nipple.

"And, as our slut is finding out, they have much stronger springs."

Mary laughed, they watched in silence for a few moments as Hurmtee continued to 'decorate' Mary absently stroked her own breast wondering if her mom kept any clothespins in the house.

"You'd better put them on secure, it's ten lashes with the crop for each pin that comes off before I tell you to remove them."

Soon both bags were empty and Ms. Hurmtee's boobs were so covered with the plastic clips that there was hardly any flesh visible. She had tried to avoid it but due to the sheer number of pins even the sensitive underside of her breasts were coated. To test how securely they had been mounted the teacher was made to stand and shake her chest like a music video dancer. All the while her student was giggling and making helpful suggestions; "Shake those money makers!", "Make 'em bounce up and down!", "Can you do circles?"

After fifteen minutes of this Jessica was gasping for breath, finally being allowed to stop. She glanced down, there were five clothes pins lying on the floor. She looked up pitifully into Nathan's eyes.

Before she could speak, beg not to be whipped, he picked up the clips and smiled, "That's fifty lashes so far."

He started for the teacher's chair, intent on using the whore's mouth to get him nice and hard before reaming her ass.

"Um, you're not just let her leave them off….are you?"

He stopped and turned to Mary. She must have thought he was mad because she continued, "Sir, I mean. Not telling you ..to do. I just thought…other places…"

He smiled, she was just so damn perfect! "No. No, you're quite right. Can't let the tramps jewelry go to waste! On your back slut, cunt facing Mary."

Jessica complied, knowing from long painful experience to keep her legs spread wide. She could guess what was coming as she laced her fingers behind her head, keeping her elbows on the floor. Stretching like this moved her breast, causing one of pins to slip almost completely off. She closed her eyes and ground her teeth in preparation for the pain. It didn't come, instead there was a feather light caress at her labia. This teasing continued and despite herself Jessica began to relax. It had been so long since anything done to her down there felt good that, though she hadn't even been penetrated her hips were grinding in time with the touches. Then there was an uncomfortable pressure and tugging at her pussy lips, then a sharp pain that made her cry out. Three more sharp pains followed and she knew without looking that her cunt was now decorated just like her boobs.

The pain started to ease into merely a dull throb and her breathing slowed as she became accustom to it's presence. Apparently that is what Nathan was waiting for because it was at that moment he took hold of her clit. Gripping it firmly he wrenched it as far out as he could and clamped on the fifth clothes pin.

She let out a shriek, tears running freely from her eyes. Instinctively she reached to sooth her violated love button but he caught her wrists.

"That'll be another twenty lashes for not holding position." He slapped her hard across the face twice, "Now on your knees, I want a blowjob."

Struggling she rolled onto her knees, being careful to keep her thighs apart so as not to help the clips crush her labia. Her hands were bound wrist to elbow behind her back after she had been turned to the side so that Mary could see her profile. The chair from behind her desk was placed in front of her. Nathan dropped his pants, freeing his cock, and sat down.

"Get to work slut. We both know you need the practice."

Jessica hesitated, sure she had done this hundreds of times (several hundred if you counted all the dogs she'd been forced to suck off) but she was 100% lesbian. Even the musky scent of his crotch was almost enough to make her want to puke. She looked pleadingly at Mary but could tell from the expectant look on the girls face there was no help to be found there.

"Are you trying to make it harder on yourself? Maybe you're starting to like all the pain? Should we switch to humiliation…PUBLIC humiliation?"

"No, sir." She mumbled, crawling forward to gingerly take his member into her mouth.

She tried. Going through all the motions she had learned over her summer in the kennels. Her tongue worked over his shaft even as she fought her stomach's attempts to purge itself. It took her almost five minutes to get him hard, and even that was probably only because he knew she hated it.

"God but you're horrible at this." He grabbed a handful of hair with each hand pulled her down hard on his shaft, smothering her in his crotch, "You haven't been practicing have you?"

She tried to answer but could only gag and sputter trying to breath.

He threw her head back and she gasped deeply gulping down the air, large amounts of drool pouring from her slack jaw. "Have you?"

"N-no (gasp), Sir." Her eyes were watering, her face crimson.

"We'll have to do something about that." He snarled, "Now get back to work"

Chest still heaving for breath Jessica bent back to her task.

Mary watched all this with rapt attention. She was a virgin herself, Nathan's being the first dick she had seen in real life, but she had seen several porn films and even learned to deep throat the vibrator her mom kept hidden in the closet. So it would have been obvious to her, even if Nathan hadn't been berating the woman, that Ms. Hurmtee gave terrible head.

Still, it was entertaining to see the woman struggle so she continued to watch. Mary's eyes drifted momentarily to the desk where Nathan had sat while the teacher 'decorated' herself. The riding crop still lay there. An evil though crept into Mary's mind, what if…just if she could make the blowjob better for him? Would he be mad at her for beating his slave? Maybe, but he'd seemed pleased when she humiliated the woman earlier. If it did please him though….

Mary stopped herself, she'd cum if she kept thinking like that. Smiling evilly she quietly got to her feet, picked up the crop and gave it an experimental swing.

Ms. Hurmtee, her immediate world focused on Nathan's groin, never even heard Mary move. Nathan himself had his eyes closed and was guiding Jessica's head with his hands barely registered the noise. Then both heard the very familiar swish and crack of a riding crop on female flesh.

Next were the sensations, for Jessica it was the sharp sting and spreading warmth of the crop biting the tender flesh of her ass. For Nathan it was wondrous massage Jessica's throat provided as she screamed around his dick.

His eyes flew open in time to see Mary in mid-swing. Another loud *CRACK*, another muffled scream, and Jessica struggling to free herself from these unseen attacks. Nathan held her in place however.

Mary looked up and noticed him watching. She smiled nervously and shrugged. "I just though maybe I could…motivate her," She waved at the wand, "Until she made you cum."

He stared at her, his face impassive. Was it possible for a girl this young to be this perfect? She had all the right instincts, apparently limitless potential. Almost like some of his 'project' girls only better, a quick scan of her mind showed it completely unaltered. Not programmed, not forced, not taught, simply a girl that was naturally kinky.

His silence must have been worrying her, she bit her lip apprehensively. In the schoolgirl outfit it was impossibly cute. Nathan smiled and nodded. She grinned, giving an excited hop, and recommenced whipping the round globes of her teacher's ass.

Nathan watched her, she swings certainly did not have the even metronome rhythm of his. Nor did she seem to pick a specific target other than the general area of the exposed butt. She also lacked any real form that would allow her the maximum speed. What ever she lacked, however, she more than made up for in energy and enthusiasm.

Jessica whimpered and twitched in time with the cracks of the whip. She managed to keep his rod in her mouth only just.

He grabbed her hair and forced her to look him in the eyes, "The only way she's stopping, slut, is if you make me cum. I suggest you get going before you have to spend the rest of the week standing up!"

She realized that even if she managed to outlast Mary's whipping Nathan would only come up with an even worse way to punish her. So she bent to her task, trying to focus on pleasing the cock in her mouth rather than the mounting pain in her buttocks. It's amazing what proper motivation can do, Jessica felt his body tense and his hot seed pumping down her throat in half the time it usually took her.

"Grrreeahh! Yes!" Nathan growled pulling her off him by the hair. He held her face less than an inch from the head of his penis as he continued to cum. A jet of semen splashed across the bridge of her nose and into her eyes before she could react.

Even with her eyes closed, burning from the salty jizz Jessica could feel several more globs splash across her forehead and eyes. Finally he wiped his penis off on her lips and released her, she fell back to sit on her heels. It was uncomfortable but she knew better than to move without permission.

"That was wonderful Mary, you did very well."

"Thank you Nathan…Sir"

"Slut, open your eyes. Show Mary the lovely results of her work."

Hurmtee obeyed and instantly felt a large warm blob of semen drip into her left eye.

"Well what do you think, Mary?"

The girl took a moment to fully appreciate the sight before her. Here was this beautiful woman, a respected teacher, kneeling naked before her. Her breasts covered in painful clips, a man's cum oozing down her face to mix wit tears from her puffy red eyes. Tears that Mary, herself had helped make the woman cry. Mary's first thought was, "Very sexy, a beautiful whore." And she told Nathan so. Her second thought, which she kept to herself, was, "God I wish that was ME!"

"Now I think it's time to take those clothes pins off of her. Would you like to do it, Mary?"

"Yea sure!" She smiled and started to reach for the teacher's breast.

Nathan caught her hand, "No, no. Not like that."

Both women looked at him confused. "What but how?" Mary asked.

"You still have the riding crop don't you?"

Hurmtee groaned as Mary's face lit up, "Really? Cool!"

She took position in front of her teacher, lifted her arm in a high arch. The whole time Jessica was shaking her slime coated face pleading, "Nononono, pleeeaassee Master! Don't let her…."

"Shut up bitch. You'd better not move or I'll use the cat-o-nine on you till your tits are purple."

She stopped her pleading but the next second let out a shriek as the whip came crashing down on her right tit. As before, Mary had not really aimed any further than which tit but there were so many pins present the sheer force of the blow was enough to dislodge three of them. She swung again, this time aiming for the other breast and managed to knock off two.

Hurmtee tried to curl into a fetal position and protect herself but two hard face slaps and a whispered word from Nathan (The only word of which Mary heard was 'electricity') had her once again kneeling rigidly upright. Still though her body shuddered with barely contained sobs.

"Mary, I'm guessing you never used one of those before today?" Nathan pointed to the crop in her hands.

She looked at the whip, "um, no." She said, blushing as though admitting to something embarrassing.

"There's a technique to it, to sting the target more. It's easier on your arm too." He said gently massaging her shoulder. The contact sent jolts of electric pleasure to her groin. "I could show you."

It took several attempts but she finally managed to breathe the word, "Please?"

Smiling, he took her right hand in his, adjusting her grip. Moving behind her his left arm snaked around her waist and pulled, shifting her into a better angle from which to strike. Mary let out a soft gasp, he had never put his dick back in his pants and she could now feel his rigid prick pushing into the cleft of her ass through her skirt.

In the back of her mind, behind the haze of pain, the thought struck Jessica how her two tormentors now looked like a couple in a romantic dance. They looked so RIGHT together. These thoughts were washed away by a new torrent of pain.

Now guided by Nathan's experience and powered by Mary's desire to impress him the whip seemed to take a vicious life of its own. One by one the clothes pins of her right breast were struck, first lightly to make them bounce painfully, then again much harder forcibly removing it from the flesh it gripped so tightly.

By the time Jessica's right tit was bare both women were panting heavily. Jessica because she was still crying though had few actual tears left and Mary from shear sexual excitement.

"Here, feel how warm and tender it is." Nathan took her left hand, moving it to cup the sensitive flesh that was still red from the beating.

Mary's knees went weak as she was guided into fondling her teacher. She began squeezing and tweaking the soft mound on her own as his arm once again wrapped around her waist. Unconsciously she began grinding her hips into Nathan's. He stood firm allowing the girl to work his hard member between her butt cheeks, even through the skirt.

Ms. Hurmtee let out a yelp.

"Not so hard, you'll rip it off." He whispered in Mary's ear.

She froze and her eyes flew open and she looked to her hand. She was clutching a large hand full of Jessica's 34C so tightly her knuckles were turning white.

"Oh, I…" She started, quickly releasing her hold. A bright red handprint formed on the mauled tit with small curved marks where Mary's nails had bit into the flesh.

"You got carried away, but that's alright. Like using the whip, you have to learn patience and control."

"Yes, sir."

"Now do you think you can handle the other one by yourself?"

"I think so." She said, instantly regretting having said so as in response he released his hold on her and stepped off to the side for a better view.

"Right, go ahead then. No rush."

She smiled at him, turned, taking a deep breath, aimed for the clip directly on Jessica's nipple, and swung. Twenty minutes later both of Hurmtee's boobs were bare of clothes pins, covered in welts, and being mauled none too gently by Mary.

There was a shrill beeping that stopped almost as soon as it started. All three looked around the room confused. The sound repeated and Mary laughed.

"It's my phone!" She ran to her school bag, producing a cell phone from its depths.

Ms. Hurmtee looked questioningly to Nathan. He glared at her, putting a finger to his lips for silence.

"Hi, mom?......You're back already?... Just tonight then…..I'm at the uh" She looked nervously at Nathan, who shrugged, "the mall with a friend….Ok I'll be home for dinner, then. Bye."

She hung up the phone tossing it into her bag once again.

"I'm supposed to be home in two hours." She gestured to the wall clock.

"Plenty of time. Want to help get her ready for her ass reaming?" He held out a roll thick clothesline.

Mary took the rope happily, "What should I do?"

Nathan explained the plan and Mary went to her task, untying Hurmtee's arms from behind her back. By that time, a harness had been attached forcing the teacher's mouth to stretch obscenely around the white rubber ball.

Jessica was given 30 seconds to stretch her arms in an attempt to return their circulation while a black studded collar and leash were locked in place around her neck. When the time was up Mary followed his directions on how Nathan wanted the woman's wrists bound.

"Stand and present yourself, slut." He ordered.

---

Almost falling over the bound woman got to her feet and stood rigid, her feet shoulder width apart. She could imagine the sight she presented with her bound arms seeming to hug large bruised breasts that were still an angry crimson from their beating. Her face, while shiny from nearly dried semen and tears, was framed by the leather straps holding the gag in place while clothespins still dangled from her pussy. In truth, it wasn't the most extreme bondage she had ever had to endure but it was humiliating. Especially being forced to endure such treatment in front of a student.

Even though a young girl was involved, she wasn't enjoying this at all. This wasn't like those porn stories on the net where the victim develops or has a secret love for what's happening to her. No, Jessica had never gotten the slightest bit of enjoyment from bondage. Even when binding her young rape victims, tying them up had been only a means to an end not a part of the pleasure.

Mary knew none of this (and even if she had it probably would have only served to make her hornier) as she led the other woman by her leash. They stopped with Ms. Hurmtee standing a few inches from the edge of her own desk.

---

"There's something I saw on the net I'd like to try if it's OK to hurt her tits more, that is." She said in a rush, having finally worked up the courage to make a request.

Nathan was forced to smile once again in pleasant surprise, "Sure, let's see what you've got."

Mary gave an excited hop and giggle as she turned back to her victim. Hurmtee was made to bend over the desk until her nipples touched its cold surface. Mary eyed the area critically, ordered her teacher to stand straight once again, and then began rummaging through the desk drawers.

"Ah-ha!" She exclaimed, apparently finding what she was looking for.

He had a pretty good idea what she had in mind even before she held up the large box of thumb tacks. After all, Nathan had been in the business of tormenting women for a very, very long time.

Mary dumped out the entire box onto the desk where Hurmtee's nipples had touched. She ran her hand through the mass of pointy metal until she felt they were sufficiently spread to cover the majority of the older woman's large chest and that most of the tacks were lying point up.

Grinning evilly, she used the remainder of the rope to tie Jessica's already bound hands to the legs on the far side of the desk. This forced her to bend at the hips and stretch across the table but if she arched her back and stood tip toe she could avoid pricking anything save the very tip of her nipples.

Mary frowned, "It didn't work out right…dumb idea I guess."

"No, I like it." Nathan caressed her shoulder length black hair, "Just needs a little effort to make it work. Watch."

He stood behind Ms. Hurmtee, grabbed her firmly by the hips and pulled her hard towards him. She let out a shriek that was barely muffled by the gag as the movement altered her balance and making her chest fall toward the pins. However she managed to prop herself up by her bound wrists preventing the whole of her breast from being perforated. As it was she could feel the prick and scratch of a dozen pins at both areolas.

"Now get up there and sit on her arms, near the elbow." Nathan commanded, threading the leash through a D ring high on the gags harness.

Mary complied, straddling the older woman's arms. Thrilling to the thought that her crotch was mere inches from the nose of a woman that would probably like nothing more than to eat her pussy. Though she fought Mary's weight was too much and the teacher collapsed, several dozen more pins biting into the already over sensitized flesh of her boobs.

---

Jessica let out a disparaging howl as, at the same moment Nathan drove his huge rigid pole into her unlubricated ass. He pulls on the leash, forcing her to look up at Mary who smiles down at her. Her body shudders under the force of his pounding, as always there is a small amount of pleasure that simple biology will not let her deny. This pleasure though is overridden by the seemingly million pricks of pain in her chest and the sheer ferocity of her sodomy. She glances down, only able to move her eyes, as Mary straddles her arms the too short skirt rides up, providing a generous view of her 'camel toe'. The girl was obviously horny, as evident by the large wet spot on her underwear.

---

Mary saw her teacher eyeing her crotch and decided to tease her some more. She bunched up her skirt revealing even more of her sheer panties. Slowly she rocked her hips, grinding against the bound arms, moving slowly closer to Hurmtee's gagged face. She stopped so close the mesmerized teacher was nearly cross-eyed from focusing on her.

The vibrations shaking through the older woman's body as a result of the ass reaming felt wonderful as Mary felt it between her legs, "What the hell!" She thought, "I'm so horny I'll explode if I don't." She reached down and began stroking herself gently through the fabric of her panties.

It didn't take much to set her off. The orgasm that exploded through her was intense. She wanted to cry out, but at the same time was embarrassed and struggled to stay silent. The result was as choked, hyperventilating moan as she crested. Blushing she looked but thankfully Nathan was too preoccupied at the moment to notice. She continued to stroke herself but was careful not to push herself over the edge again.

---

"The little bitch came! Right in front of my face!" Thought Jessica, even if she hadn't watched the girls body tense suddenly or see the panties that were so wet with woman juice they were nearly transparent. No, she could SMELL it, at this distance there was no avoiding it. She remembered that smell, and the taste. Oh, the TASTE of girl cum! She was addicted to it, both the scent and flavor. The addiction couldn't have been stronger if it was heroin. Memories came rushing back, all the dozens of girls she'd had, and the pleasure they'd given her (willingly or not). She couldn't control herself; even over all the pain she was becoming aroused. Her tongue fought valiantly against the ball gag, trying to catch just a drop of that glistening juice.

Nathan groaned, body tensing, beginning to dump his seed into her bowels. In Ms. Hurmtee's mind, however, it was one of the few willing young lovers she'd had riding her with a strapon. Her pussy clenched. He reached around, took hold and ripped the five remaining clothespins from her labia and clit. To her, one of her less willing 'lovers' was being rebellious and nibbling just a little too hard, it still felt good though.

Then, without planning it, without even glancing at each other Nathan and Mary acted as one. He placed a hand on each shoulder blade and shoving the teacher down with all his might, driving nearly all of the thumbtacks into her tortured boobs. Mary hooked one finger under her panties and pulled them to the side, flashing her tender cunt as her other hand smeared some of her pussy juice under the woman's nose.

The smell, the pussy shot, and the pain were just too much. Ms. Hurmtee's body shuddered in orgasm, and then collapsed as she passed out.

---

"Wow, First time she's ever cum from being ass raped." Nathan laughed, stuffing his still semi-hard dick back in his pants, "She must like having you here."

Mary grinned evilly, "Maybe. So now what?"

"Now we start getting her ready to take you home." Nathan began rummaging through his bag.

"Home?" She thought bewildered for a moment then saw the clock. It was only 45 minutes until the time she had promised to be home. She would be happy to see her step-mother, of course but what she found herself wanting more than anything was to stay with Nathan. This realization both stunned her and sent a thrill of happiness coursing through her. She was startled from her happy musing's of the possible future by a loud squealing emanating from Ms. Hurmtee.

Mary looked up just in time to see the end of something 3" thick, black, and quite rigid disappear between the globes of Jessica's ass.

---

Jessica hadn't felt the needle stab her right buttock but whatever it injected her with quickly roused her from the bliss of unconsciousness, She was still exhausted from all of the strain but knew, from experience, nothing short of a severe blow to the head would put her to sleep for the next several hours. The name was unknown to her but she was certain she had been subject to this drug before. It was designed to keep its subjects awake and their bodies extremely sensitive, to EVERYTHING. Her suspicions were confirmed as every ache and pain she was feeling doubled in intensity, it was as though she could feel every single one of the thumbtacks that had pierced the flesh of her breast. The air burned on her severely beaten ass.

There was a pressure between her ass cheeks, it hadn't really dawned on her until then that she was no longer being sodomized. "He's going to fuck me again?" she thought ruefully but then realized this anal invader was much more rigid and somewhat larger than Nathan's huge manhood, "Or is it the girl this time? Has he given her a strapon?"

She shook her head and tried not to let herself care, relax and let it happen. It would be over sooner this way she thought as the cold, hard whatever it was slipped past her unresisting sphincter. Her two tormentors were talking about something, more torments probably, she tried not to listen. The thing being forced into her was apparently ribbed as she could feel it rubbing her insides in an almost pleasant way. Then she panicked, at first she hadn't notice but it was definitely getting wider! It seemed to go on forever, too!

Jessica let out a squeal to put pigs to shame as the intruder seemed to rearrange her bowels by force for it's own accommodation. Suddenly it narrowed, with an almost audible pop the widest part slid into her. There was a kind or ratcheting sound as she felt the widest part, right inside her anus, expanded even further.

---

"Untie her now, please."

Mary obeyed without a thought, "What was that you put in her?"

"A butt plug. A very special, 1.5 foot long, 3 inch wide, locking butt plug." He held up what looked like a house key.

"Locking?"

"Yes, once fully inserted and locked it's too wide for the victim's body to force out." He smacked the teacher's butt playfully, "Which I'm sure she's discovering just now."

The mixed look of concentration and constipations on Hurmtee's obscenely gagged face was one of the funniest things Mary thought she'd ever seen.

Jessica's newly freed hands flew to her ass, scrabbling for something to grab on the plug in order to rip it from her body.

"Oh and without the key," He dangled it before the woman's pleading eyes, "there's not nearly enough to grab for removing it. Here, catch."

Mary caught the chain, stunned. The questions were barely forming in her mind when He answered them.

"You were impressive today. Prompt, obedient, and inventive." Nathan went on to explain that, as a reward he was putting her in charge of Ms. Hurmtee, at least until tomorrow. The keys on the chain she was to keep with her at all times, one was for the butt plug, the other for the collar and leash. She could remove them if she wanted but they must be in place the next afternoon when they would meet and torment the teacher once more. As he explained Ms. Hurmtee was pulling the thumbtacks from her breast, one at a time as ordered.

"What do you do for lunch normally? Would anyone notice you weren't there?"

"Eat lunch, usually by myself or with a couple friends. I doubt anyone important would care."

"Good, then you'll eat here, sitting at Ms. Hurmtee's desk, with her kneeling at your feet like a good slut puppy." He seemed to think for a moment, "She'll be naked from the waist down of course and you'll be holding her leash."

Mary's face lit up, "Cool!"

"Oh, and afterwards you'll be administering the punishments she earned earlier. Seventy strokes all together, more if she disobeys on the way home. Can you handle all of that?"

"I'd rather die than disappoint you!" She thought dreamily, out loud she said, "Definitely."

"Good. She will keep the whip in her top desk drawer." They both turned to look at Jessica. To the both of them she was a beautiful, erotic sight. Her hair was sweaty and disheveled, kept back only by the harness gag that no doubt had her jaw aching by now. Tears had caused what little makeup she wore to run and the dried cum gave her face an unnatural sheen. Due, almost certainly to the butt plug, her posture was strained as if she didn't want to (or quite possibly, couldn't) stand up straight. Her tits were a bright crimson red all over with splotches of darker red where the whip had bitten especially hard. Of course there were also the seemingly hundreds of little dots where the thumbtacks had punctured her flesh.

It was a happy surprise to Mary how little bleeding had resulted from all of the tacks, she liked seeing women sexually tortured on the net but blood sports had always turned her off. For one ridiculous moment she imagined connecting all the dots to see what pattern they made.

As she led her teacher out the door by her leash Nathan whispered in her ear, "Take the gag off of her before she drops you off. Keep it as a souvenir if you like. The only clothes she gets back is her blouse and panties."

---

Once again Jessica was humiliated, yesterday she had been made to walk out to her car naked in the company of one of her students. It would have been very difficult to explain had anyone seen but she felt that would have been easy compared to today. Today she was with the same student, and just as naked save for a harness gag and a collar. Said collar did of course have a leash attached the other end of which was held by the young girl. Naturally, the young girl was dressed in a slutty, way too tight schoolgirl uniform.

"Of course!" She thought hysterically, "What else would you expect to see in the parking lot of a respectable high school at six o'clock in the evening?"

When they first stepped outside she tried to cover herself, only partly out of modesty it was a very cool evening. Mary had looked her up and down once and shrugged, "OK, 75 and another five strokes for each step you take while covered."

Jessica froze on the spot. The little bitch! Nathan wouldn't let her, would he?

The girl rounded on her, "It'll be one HUNDRED seventy five if I get home late because of you!"

She looked at Mary in disbelief, Nathan wouldn't let her do that, would he?

Seeming to read her mind she continued, "I'm in charge of you now remember?"

Miserably she nodded and moved her hands to her side.

---

The ride home was fairly boring for Mary. To keep herself occupied she played with herself through her underwear but soon realized she couldn't walk into her house smelling like sex. She thought for a moment, then her lips curled wickedly. She began smacking her nude 'chauffer' with the loose end of her leash.

The first strike caught Jessica by surprise, the car swerving wildly as she jerked in pain.

"Keep you're mind on your driving. Imagine what would happen if we got pulled over!" Mary's voice became sarcastic, "Oh officer I don't know! She asked me to stay after class…I got really sleepy and woke up in her car and she was naked!!! Her hand was in my-my panties!"

So it was that Ms. Hurmtee struggled to drive normally while naked and having random parts of her body beaten with a leather leash. So focused was she on the road and ignoring the pain that Mary had to slap her hard across the face to get her to pull over to the curb.

She was confused until the girl explained, exasperatedly, "My mom's home you idiot. Do you think I want her to see me dropped of by a naked slut like you? I can walk from here."

She began undoing the straps to the harness gag and with some difficulty wrenched it from the woman's mouth.

Jessica rubbed her aching jaw, tenderly working it open and shut as though unsure it would still work properly. She saw the gag being stuffed into Mary's school bag, on top of her clothes.

"May I have my clothes now?...Please?" She asked tenetively, not wanting to upset the teen.

"No, not yet. Kiss me first."

---

Jessica's mind reeled. Kiss her? The girl was a bit old for her own tastes but still pretty. Under other circumstances, i.e. sans sexual abuse to herself, she would not have minded such an invitation. This however was not an invitation but a command, she could see it in Mary's eyes.

"Kiss you? Why?" She dared to ask suspiciously.

"That's 80 strokes. I told you, you're the slave you don't get to ask 'why'." Jessica squealed as Mary's nails dug into her areola, "Now kiss me like you were kissing Nathan."

Giving in hopelessly she leaned over and pulled the girl into an open mouth kiss. Just as she had been taught her tongue teased the other's gently while simultaneously running her hands firmly up and down the girls back and pulling her in close. She felt Mary begin to return the kiss and patiently waited for her to break the kiss (she had learned the long, painful results of ending a kiss before her master wished it). The kiss seemed to go on forever, in reality maybe only 2 minutes, the whole while Hurmtee kept thinking, "This isn't nearly as fun when I'm being forced to do it.", in reference to the slight tingling in her pussy that was a result of contact with this young tender flesh.

--

Mary found herself enjoying the kiss immensely but forced herself to break off before giving her teacher any pleasure in it. Quickly she got out of the car throwing the older woman's blouse and panties back in.

"Before you bitch Nathan decided that's all you get back." She said sternly holding the door open, "Now go home. I'll see you at school tomorrow."

She started to slam the door when Jessica spoke, "Please…"

Impatiently she caught the door, "What?"

"At least let me take off the collar, please? I can't show up wearing this!" Hurmtee held up her leash, "I'll wear it during lunch I swear, just don't make me while I'm teaching!"

"You will wear it and you will teach tomorrow, knowing I hold these." She dangled the keys she wore as a necklace, "Deal with it bitch."

Mary rushed into the house, shouted "Hi mom!", and rushed up to her bathroom before her stepmother could see how she was dressed. She quickly stripped, throwing her soaked panties under her pillow for later, and put on clothes more like she usually wore.

She found Anna in the kitchen, looking oddly sexy in the remnants of her business suit. Even barefoot, as she was now, Anna was nearly 5'11". Her straight naturally blond hair hung between her shoulder blades, only slightly tangled from being worn 'up' all day, framed a face that could easily be mistaken for that of a runway model. In her youth she had been very athletic, a member of the Track and swim teams until her 36D bosom bloomed making such activities impractical. Her body had retained its shape, hard toned muscle softening slightly into a softer more supple form.

For the last year or so Mary had found secret pleasure in sneaking glimpses of Anna's body whenever possible. These opportunities were quite frequent since it was just the two girls Anna thought nothing of walking around the house in next to nothing.

Catching an eyeful of her stepmother's firm breast through her half buttoned blouse Mary could understand why her father, a widower since Mary's birth, had married her. Barely 2 years after their marriage her father had been killed in a car accident, leaving Mary with a mother that was only 11 years her senior.

Mary wasn't resentful though, Anna was young enough to be like a friend and away for work often enough not to smother her with attempts at being a 'good mom'. The last two days with Nathan was giving Mary nasty, half incomplete thoughts as to what else Anna could be.

"I'm sorry about this trip, honey. I know I'd promised to stick around a while after this last one, take you shopping and all." The blond waived vaguely as she hung up the phone. "It's just that my boss, Ms. Pelty, says I'm doing wonders on these conferences and is talking about promotions."

"That's cool, I guess. What's for dinner?"

Anna frowned a moment, "Not much in the way of food, unless you feel like waffles?"

"Order in?"

"Pizza?"

"Cheesy movie?"

"Deal." They said in unison laughing.

They had a relatively normal evening, filling each other in on what was going on at work and school. Mary of course omitting her recent after school extra curricular activities.

Finally the started cleaning up and heading for bed.

"Oh, hey I almost forgot!" Mary lied, "Do we have any clothes pins?"

Anna looked puzzled, "Clothespins? Why?"

"It's for…for school a special project." Well that's sort of true she told herself. Then an idea struck, "Oh and some candles."

"If we do they'd be in the kitchen closet."

"I'll just get them ready so I don't have to rush in the morning. Sleep good.

"Good night." Anna called as she went upstairs.

Mary rummaged through the closet and several cupboards before finding a handful of clothespins and a couple small candles.

She took her findings, rushed up to her room, and stripped. Getting ready for bed as quickly as she could Mary finished brushing her teeth and, deciding not to brush it, ran her fingers through her hair. Her hands didn't stop with her hair, they ran down her neck, across the breasts that she constantly wished would get bigger. Gently they trailed down taunt tummy to tangle her fingers in her neatly trimmed bush.

"Not yet." She moaned, resisting the urge to play with herself. She wished she could get her hands on her mother's vibrator but knew not to risk it while she was home. "Heck unless she got laid on the trip she's probably using it anyway."

Reentering her room she picked up two of the clothes pins then began rolling her nipples between the thumb and forefinger of each hand. She closed her eyes and imagined her lover doing was doing it. Mary smiled when she realized for the first time her imaginary lover had a face, it was Nathan. Breathing heavily and believing her nipples were as erect as they could get she stopped. Taking firm grip of her right nipple she stretched it straight out until the pain made her wince, then placed the clothespins at the nipples base. After doing the same thing to the other side she paused, reveling in the ache they caused, and thought a moment. Going to her underwear drawer she managed to find one of the few sports bra's she owned (Her bust line really didn't require one when working out.).

Mary readjusted the clothespins so they laid parallel to her body and pulled on the bra. It was a snug fit without the pins which, in addition to pinching her nipples, were being relentlessly crushed into her boobs. She smiled at the lumpy bulges they made in the garment. She shook her chest experimentally, nothing jiggled loose.

"Good, don't want them falling off in the middle of the night!" She laughed.

She crawled into bed wearing nothing else and began idly playing between her legs, working slowly to enjoy the mounting discomfort in her chest. Her eyes wandered coming to rest on the candles. A wicked thought crossed her lust hazed mind. Mary grabbed the longest one, maybe 8 inches and two of her fingers wide at its thickest. Rolling onto her side she spit wetly on the base of the candle and pulled it under her blankets.

Fumbling slightly she had to stop playing with her clit to spread her ass cheeks. It took only seconds to find the rosebud of her anus with the candle, it took slightly longer to work up the courage to shove it in.

"I wish he were here to MAKE me do it!" She thought imagining a time when Nathan would be sodomizing her unwilling body. Well she tried to imagine it but couldn't conceive a way that would make her unwilling. Finally she shamed herself into it, "Why would he ever want me if I couldn't even fuck myself for him?" and she shoved.

"Nnngggahhh!!!....Oooohhh" she knew how very small the candle was, especially compared to Nathan's manhood but to her virgin butt hole it felt like a baseball bat was invading her. Once the wide part was past her sphincter it was quite easy to slide in. She stopped at what she guessed was probably half it's length when she encountered some resistance. She did not want to break it off inside herself.

Exceptionally aroused now she fumbled around in her schoolbag for the gag. Hands shaking with excitement she tried to don it but found the ball much too large for her cute little mouth. Frustrated she threw it back in the bag, "Just as well I guess, what if mom saw it in the morning before I woke up?"

She buried her face in her pillow to muffle the moans and resumed masturbating with a hand in her cunt while the other pumped the candle in her ass. In the morning she woke with both hands still gently caressing her labia and a broken half candle under her pillow.

She got out of bed to find her mom had already had already left on her trip. It took several tries before she could get enough of a grip on the remaining piece of the candle in her butt. She finally did manage to pull it out and gave herself a small orgasm in doing so. While showering she tried to figure out what to wear today. She really didn't have anything as kinky as the too small schoolgirl outfit left but wanted to continue impressing Nathan.

Digging through her underwear drawer Mary remembered what was hidden in the 'secret' pouch of her old stuffed bear. She rushed over and pulled out the two items. They were a matching pair of strapless demi-bra and thong panties. Both were lace, made out of a shimmering sky blue material with black highlights. The bra was a pushup type to enhance her minimal bust line. It had a catch in the front and Mary liked to think that in combination with the panties they sent the message that the woman wearing them hoped that wouldn't be the case for long.

"Certainly true in my case." She thought slipping on the thong. It felt wonderful, she didn't get to wear them often for fear her mom finding them in the laundry.

Bra on she finished her outfit with extremely low hip hugger jeans that seemed painted on (in fact they had a concealed zipper up each calf to make putting them on easier). Next was a sea green halter top that matched her eyes.

Finished she looked herself over in the mirror. The severe French braid left her neck and shoulders bare to reveal the single spaghetti strap over each shoulder, the chain bearing the keys disappeared between her enhanced cleavage. Unless she were to lean over extremely far it didn't look like she was wearing a bra at all. The halter ended just below her belly button leaving almost 3 inches of her gently curved stomach bare before her jeans dangerously low waistline. They were so low, in fact, that it took a concerted effort to keep the top of her thong from showing and even then, they only stayed hidden until she moved again.

"Perfect!" She giggled, threw her lunch and a few other things into her backpack and headed to school.

--

Mary walked to her locker enjoying the stare from the boys, glares from the girls and the double takes of both as they realized that it was "plain old" Mary Collins dressed to kill. A few of the teachers glowered disapprovingly but there were many other girls that pushed the dress code even further every day so she had no fear of getting into trouble.

"What the heck?" She had opened her locker to find a small package, wrapped in gold paper stuck to the inside door.

There was a post-it note stuck to it, "Open now. ~N"

The package pulled easily from the door. It was perhaps half the size of a cigarette pack and made no noise when shaken. She assumed '~N' was Nathan as she excitedly unwrapped the package.

It appeared to be a remote, like a car alarm. There were two buttons and a small thumbwheel set into the side. The note folded around it cleared her confusion.

"MARY,

I THOUGHT CLASSES MIGHT BE A LITTLE BOORING FOR YOU SO HERE IS AN ENTERTAINMENT. THIS IS THE REMOTE CONTROL FOR MS. HURMTEE'S ANAL INVADER. I NEGLECTED TO MENTION LAST NIGHT IT WAS A VIBRATOR TOO. IT'S OPERATION SHOULD BE FAIRLY OBVIOUS; ON, OFF, AND INTENSITY. USE IT RADOMLY THROUGHOUT THE DAY, IT WORKS FROM ANYWHERE IN THE SCHOOL. DO NOT USE THE TWO HIGHEST SETTINGS; I DO NOT WHISH HER PERMANENTLY DAMAGED.

~N"

--

Mary hardly paid attention in her classes that day. She was constantly fiddling with thee remote imagining the effect it was having on Ms. Hurmtee. She didn't want the teacher getting too used to the sensations and figuring her pain wracked orgasms in the middle of class while funny would not be beneficial in the long run. At most she would hit the on switch twice in a class period. She even skipped an entire class, mostly because it would have been hard to explain carrying a remote while playing basket ball in gym class

Finally lunch came Mary rushed to out of her last class so quickly she had to wait several minutes for Ms. Hurmtee's last class to let out when the last student had left the classroom. Mary strode into the room, forcing herself into a confidant strut though she was extremely nervous about getting caught doing what they were about to do. 'I'm sorry but I'm very bu-"Jessica started hearing someone enter the room but then looked up from her papers. -sy. She finished quietly

Mary looked her teacher over. Conservative heeled shoes, black pleated slacks and a thick knit sweater with a high turtle neck that still reached her chin even though it was rolled down at least two turns

Mary shut the door and locked it, "Are you wearing it bitch. The collar I mean."

Jessica's hands were shaking, "Of-of course, they're locked what would I have done?"

"You might have been dumb enough to call a locksmith. Now shoes off and drop the pants. Panties too"

"I-I would have but…" in truth she had tried to call but the two times she picked up a phone to try some how Nathan was already on the line saying she would be punished for this if she kept it up. "Please take the plug out! Just for a few minutes, please!! I have to go so bad it hurts!"

"If there's time after I eat and give you your beating I'll think about it. So take as long as you want getting naked."

Nervously she stood kicked of her shoes and loosened her belt. It was with great difficulty she stood to remove the pants. She hadn't been lying about needing the bathroom and was beginning to cramp around the too long plug. Not seeing any point in delaying the inevitable she pulled the panties and slacks down as one. Jessica was bent over, stepping out of her clothing when the thing violating her ass came to life once again. She nearly fell over.

"Does that help take your mind off needing the 'little slut's room' Ms. Hurmtee?"

--

It took Jessica a moment to respond, "Nathan must have made this especially for me." She thought ruefully as the plug throbbed, sending vibrations to all the right places to make her wet while shaking hard enough to hurt.

She tried to catch her breath mumbling, "Yes Master…Mistre..Mary"

"Mistress? You almost called me mistress?" Mary sounded surprised, "I like it, that's what you'll call me from now on. When we're alone."

"Damn that bitch!" Jessica though kicking her pants away to stand nude from the waist down.

"Now slut, you should take better care of your clothes! Kneel and fold them neatly, then you will offer them and your leash to me!

"Yes mistress." Jessica knelt down silently praying for lunch to end soon.

--

Mary ate quickly wanting as much time as possible to torment her teacher. Once finished she purposely brushed the crumbs from the desk directly into her teachers face.

"Time to get on with your punishment." Mary dangled the harness gag before Jessica's eyes.

"Mistress…please no not the gag! I'll be good I swear!"

"Listen slut, I don't think either of us believes you could stay quiet for the full 80 lashes." She shrugged disinterestedly, "But then, maybe you WANT everyone walking by to hear you scream, maybe they'd break the door down to see your bare ass beaten and plugged?"

Jessica was quiet a moment, maybe that would be good, end this torment. It would be humiliating but then it would be over. Right? "No it wouldn't. Nathan would just make it worse for you." She thought to her self.

"I'll wear it." She said flatly

Mary yanked harshly on the collar, "Were you talking to someone slut?"

Jessica knew what she had to say, countless torture sessions over the summer the 'right' way to speak. "Mistress, please gag this slut so that she will not embarrass herself with her weakness." She spread her mouth wide, as if inviting the gag to take its place.

It took a good bit of force to get the ball behind Hurmtee's teeth. Mary ended up having to put one hand flat at the back of her head and the other on the gag, squeezing with all her might, before the ball slid into place with an audible "Pop".

"Hell with a ball that size I think the straps are kind of a mood point don't you?"

"Mph mifprtff"

"Oh, well then, if you insist!" She mocked, as if understanding every word. Mary began buckling the straps down as tight as she could, ignoring the pleading whimper's of her victim.

Using the leash Mary led her teacher to bend over the desk much as she had done the night before.

"I'm not tying you down so if you don't stay in position well….we'll just find ways of making it more 'interesting' for you" and with that she began to whale on the exposed ass. It was difficult but she remembered Nathan's instructions about control and picking a target.

Stopping after twenty strokes to rest her arm she fondled Jessica's buttocks to feel the warmth radiating from the reddening flesh. Jessica's outstretched body was wracked with sobs, probably from a combination of pain and humiliation Mary guessed. Starting again she tried her left arm but it felt uncomfortable so after five strokes she switched back.

Again she stopped after twenty, stroking her target gently. Giving in to temptation Mary traced the ass crack and gently followed the outline of Jessica's labia. The older woman shivered in response.

"Like that did you slut?" Mary said in mock disgust, "Probably getting you all horny you fucking pervert. Here let me help"

She started the vibrator on it's third highest setting (The maximum she was allowed to use by Nathan) and resumed whipping Ms. Hurmtee's increasingly welt covered butt. Despite the severity of the beating the vibrator was having a definite effect. The glistening wetness between her thighs drew Mary's eye from the target of Jessica's ass. She actually lost count while licking her lips.

Guessing she was somewhere near twenty for the third time Mary stopped. She stared at the pussy that was moistening against its owners will. A small war was raging in Mary's mind.

Sucking her bottom lip she moaned, "Oh what the hell, I forgot to bring desert anyway." She fell quietly to her knees and inhaled deeply, catching her first ever whiff of another woman's pussy. Tentatively her tongue stuck out and probed one of the protruding cuntlips….

--

Jessica was holding the edge of her desk in a white knuckled grip of death trying not to move. Trying not to shield herself, knowing that would only make things worse. In a way she was relieved for the gag. It kept her from crying out and drawing the school's attention of course, but it also made it impossible for her to be made to count each stroke out loud. It was one of Nathan's favorite punishments, forcing her to keep track.

There was no way she would have been able to this time. Nathan was cruel, certainly, but he was methodical, patient. This young girl however was hardly anything but relentlessly vicious. The gentle touch at her cunt had been more of a shock than the whip's sting. It was gone almost as quickly as it had started.

Now, though, there was a different sensation. A familiar sensation. Something warm and wet. Probing weakly, inexperienced between her nether lips. Was it possible? Mary was eating her out?

"God it's been so long!" She though "Too long without a little lover down there!"

She was frozen in place, wanting to grind her hips into the gentle mouth attacking her but fearing it would end if she so much as moved a muscle. She shivered, between the vibrator in her ass and Mary's wonderfully inexperienced mouth. An orgasm was building and it was wonderful. Jessica had hardly cum at all since Nathan found her and rarely from something so near the fantasies she used to live out.

She was on the edge. She screamed in combined rage and pain as the riding crop bit her once again, pleasure once again denied her.

--

The taste was different from her own, slightly bitter, but wondrous. Mary very nearly lost herself to the older woman's flavor. It took an effort of will to break away and resumed the teacher's punishment. Catching her breath she realized how close she had come to bringing Jessica off. An icy chill of fear ran down her spine, Nathan hadn't forbidden her from making Hurmtee cum, technically. It was supposed to be punishment, what would he say if Mary had made her feel GOOD?

Fear of what he might do, or more importantly not do to her drove her into a rage. The remaining twenty lashes were much harsher than any she had delivered so far and almost certainly guaranteed Jessica would be avoiding her chair for the rest of the day

"Oh wow!" Mary exclaimed glancing from her watch to the wall clock, "Never even heard the bell"

She yanked on the leash, pulling Ms. Hurmtee up. "Looks like you have about a minute to get ready for class, whore."

She threw the whip to the far end of the class, her pants in the other and walked out of the room leaving the door wide open.

Mary was so exited from leaving her teacher in such a predicament (though she had lied about the time, just to make her panic) that she completely forgot to wipe the pussy juice from her face until she was already seated in her next class. Trying to be discreet she licked as much of it up as she could, wiping the rest off with her hand and then sucking said fingers. It was halfway through class before she thought to turn the anal vibrator off.

To Be continued…

Next: After School

Eventually Mary's stepmother and schoolmates will fall victim to James. Any comments, questions, suggestions are always welcome at impossiblecl@netscape.net