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Part 3: Meet Jason's Fucktoy
Alice didn't think she would make it through the day, but she did. By planting herself at her desk and moving only when absolutely necessary she was able to put the soreness of her ravaged pussy to the side and conduct her classes. Luckily Jason would not have a class with her until tomorrow. She wouldn't be able to face him today. Still, she had to wonder with every boy who entered her class whether or not he was one of the four bastards who fucked her like a dog on the men's lavatory floor. She told herself she was outraged and disgusted but the more she dwelled on the experience the more randy she grew. By the end of the day she was sitting on a wet chair.
Exhausted when she finally pulled herself up the stairs to her bedroom that evening she almost forgot to check her e-mail. After opening Jason's correspondence she knew she was completely screwed. The message itself was frightening but the photo attachments caused her to break down into tears.
"FUCK!!! They took pictures," she shouted.
Not only did she look like a bitch in heat taking cock from obviously several different men, the photos caught her in such an attitude that she looked as if she was enjoying herself. Of course none of the male faces were showing, just their cocks. She looked at them long and hard, especially Jason's.
To: Slut
From: Jason
Re: Assignment
Slut,
Enjoy the photos. We are building quite a portfolio on you.
There is a tattoo parlor on the corner two blocks south of the school on "D" street.
Good news. Tomorrow you can have the day off. Bad news. Go to the tattoo parlor tonight at 10:30PM. Ask for Tom and tell him I sent you. Do whatever he tells you.
Be on time.
JS
Later that evening Alice sat in her car looking across the street at the tattoo parlor. She was half an hour early for the appointment. Her stomach churned as she watched a stream of characters go in and out of the shop. All the men looked like bikers, not the good yuppie bikers but the scummy ones. The women; well, she was sure they were all hookers. She watched her dashboard clock tick off every minute. She agonized over whether she should go in, what would happen if she did go in and finally what would happen if she didn't go in. She was in too deep. At 10:25PM she got out of her car and walked across the street to the tattoo parlor.
She was not prepared for what hit her. The smell was the first assault on her senses; the place smelled like a wet ashtray. Small wonder, the smoke was so thick inside the dimly lit pit that her eyes started to tear up immediately and she began to cough. When the door slammed shut behind her it seemed to her that everyone in the shop turned to look her over.
She was paralyzed in the moment until an old man behind the counter asked,
"Are you lost honey?" smiling he displayed all seven of his remaining teeth.
Alice went into automatic and responded with a deadpan "Jason sent me, I'm here to see Tom."
The attendant's face turned into one of sympathy, sending a shiver through Alice. He turned and went through a doorway covered by blankets. He was back before she could draw another breath. "This way miss," he didn't show any teeth this time.
Alice slowly followed the man through the doorway letting her eyes adjust to the darkness she walked into. She heard a buzzing growing louder and louder as the fellow led her deeper into the room towards a light; when he stopped she was standing next to a bed. A high intensity lamp threw a straight beam onto the bed and a fellow chewing a cigar butt was huddled under it drawing on what looked like "Christ that's a woman breast." She thought. Alice audibly sucked in her breath.
"Here she is Tom," the toothless attendant turned and walked back to the counter.
Now Alice could see that the nipple was the only part of the breast not covered by an intricate web nest tattoo. The 'artist' turned off his needle with a loud crack.
The woman on the bed still held her arms above her head grabbing the bedposts.
"That's enough for now Tish," Tom said.
The woman on the bed rolled over and stood up. She looked like an Amazon next to Alice. She stood at least 6' 3" tall and had big solid breasts covered in colorful tattoos. Alice could not help but notice that the woman's nipples stuck out like little thumbs. The woman stared down at Alice and smiled like a predator looking at prey.
"Down Tish, she's spoken for," Alice was actually relieved to hear Tom say that.
Tish spread out her arms full length and cracked her rib cage in a wide powerful stretch. Looking down at Alice again she whispered. "Maybe some other time." Then she disappeared into the shadows.
"Jason has an open account here, so don't worry about the cost." Tom chuckled looking over his glasses and running his eyes over Alice. She felt dirty just being under his stare.
"Let's get to it, take off that skirt and lie on the bed…buns up." Tom turned towards his worktable to change needles. When he turned back Alice had not moved. "What are you waiting for? We don't have all night." He barked.
"What are you going to do?" Alice said, but she already knew and she was almost in tears.
Tom stared at her like she was a complete idiot and spoke to her like she was a little child. "Jason sent you here for me to tattoo his brand on your little ass. Is that a problem?"
Alice panicked; saw red and screamed "No, no Fuck no, I don't care what Jason does I'm not going to have my…" Suddenly her voice was silenced.
Tish had stepped behind her, covered her mouth with one hand and grabbing her middle with the other, she lifted Alice at least a foot off the floor.
"Awww is the little teacher afraid of a little needle?" Tish taunted. "We'll just have to help you calm down." Tish threw Alice on the bed. Alice bounced and turned to get up.
Tish commanded. "Don't move!" Alice truly frightened by this huge woman froze in place. Tish turned to Tom for his agreement. "Want me to loosen her up a bit?"
"Jason said to do what we need to do…I ain't gonna fuck with her; she's all yours…call me when you're done." Tom put down his needle and left the dim little room.
Tish turned her eyes back on Alice. "You can fight this and I'll hurt you or you can go along with this and you may actually like it. Either way I'm going to have fun and you're going to get branded." Staring hard at the trembling teacher Tish snapped, "Choose now cunt!"
Alice looked at Trish's' heaving breasts and rippling arms. She dropped her head in resignation and said,"I won't fight you."
"Sorry to hear that" Tish muttered as she stepped out of her slacks. Alice's mind couldn't process fast enough what her eyes were telling her. Tish was sporting a huge erection.
The she-male smiled, leaped on the bed and said "I'm the best of two worlds babe…ain't you lucky."
No one asked Alice to get undressed this time; Tish grabbed and ripped at Alice's clothes scattering them all around the room. Flipping her onto her stomach he wrenched her thighs open and planted his face deep in her ass. Almost immediately Alice's body started to betray her…the she-male had a well trained tongue. It stroked her anus, prodded her pussy and teased her clit to distraction. Alice's buns were jiggling like a bowl of Jell-O when Tish pulled his face away and slipped a long finger into her asshole and two fingers into her cunny. Alice gasped and let out a long moan. Tish wiggled her fingers until they turned into a blur. Alice was all heaving motion; floating on a cloud of pleasure. Wave after wave of ecstasy washed over her entire body. Tish Knew Alice would need a lot of stimulation before he took the next step with her.
When incoherent sounds flowed freely out of Alice's mouth and she was kneading her own clit with her right hand; Tish knelt behind her admiring the lovely churning ass. Suddenly he spread the ass cheeks wide open and forced the head of his cock into her ass hole. Alice's head shot up from the bed and she bellowed like a cow. Tish grabbed her by the hair bending her back like a bow. She had never been penetrated in her ass before. It was shocking. At first it hurt but as Tish stroked steadily deeper and deeper into the hole Alice started trembling with delight at the sensations. Pulling her full up now Tish wrapped his arm tightly around the girl's waist and stepped off the bed. Alice hung, impaled on his cock. Her feet dangling above the floor he carried her over to a full-length mirror. Still skewered on the cock she stared at herself in the mirror. Alice never felt hornier. Tish then produced a dildo and slipped it into Alice's pussy. The effect was magical. Both of Alice's legs started to spasm in a motion like a frog hopping. Each convulsion slammed Trish's cock deeper into her ass while the dildo; sliding in and out of her soaking pussy started her on a dash to her climax. Her pumping legs went faster and faster. She closed her eyes and chewed at her lower lip.
"God, I need to come so bad," she thought between bounces.
Tish bit hard at Alice's ear; "Look at yourself slut….look at yourself and beg me for more"
"Oh God please don't stop… more… please more please… fuck fuck"…after what felt like eternity; Alice's legs abruptly locked at the knees and pointed straight down. She exhaled a long throaty "Ooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh" and her body went limp. Tish let her fall to her knees on the floor. Hips still thrusting he grabbed his cock stroked himself rapidly to orgasm and shot gobs of cum into Alice's face. He slapped his tool back and forth across her face until he was dry.
Alice collapsed a heap in front of Tish. "Ready for your tattoo session now precious?" Tish teased. Alice huffing like she just run a marathon, nodded her agreement.
Alice rolled over in bed; looked at the time on her alarm clock and decided she'd better call in sick this morning. She was in her bedroom, but had no memory of how she got there. In fact she had no clear memories past swallowing the pills Tom forced down her throat. When she stood up her body seemed to ache and sting all over. She shuffled to the bathroom but caught a glimpse of herself in the full-length mirror on the outer door. Stunned, she fell to her knees sobbing. "Bastards, those bastards, those fucking bastards," she pounded the floor with her fists.
Too sore to touch herself she raised her head to assess the damage. A ring through each nipple, a ring hanging from each cunt lip and a crimson red tattooed inscription above her now shaved pussy. It read. 'Alice - School Fucktoy' in 1" high arching gothic letters. She noticed a persistent sting on her left ass cheek. She jumped up imagining the worse and pleaded "Please, God no!!" she turned around, and looked back at her ass in the mirror. Slowly she was able to read the reversed circle brand in the fleshy part of her left bun. 'Property of Jason'.
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