Teenage Sex Slave
Chapter 6
Miss Joyce took full advantage of the situation, playing with my cock as
she whispered in my ear all the nasty things that she intended to do to me next
weekend. "What happens here my darling piece of male fuckmeat will be nothing
but a prelude to the real event, your probable abdication as school stud,
sophomore class division. I think after next weekend a number of major changes
will occur in your miserable life. Your dear mother and that whorish sister of
yours will most likely wind up in women's prison, leaving you at the mercy of
the child welfare system. Don't worry my little morsel, you have important and
most influential friends who will make certain that you are taken into a good
home, a home that emphasizes plenty of love and stern discipline which are the
two things that you lack in order to become fully developed as an adult. I think
you will be very pleasantly surprised to discover who your new foster parents
will be; I know, but I am sworn to secrecy in this matter."
I definitely did not like the tone of her voice and not having mom and
Connie around in case I ran out of pussy some day really scared me. I started
worrying about who was going to take over as my boss; I just hoped it wasn't any
of the teachers I'd met so far, they were all kind of weird and even sick,
especially that principal and her wimp husband and sexy girlfriend. Now that was
one strange relationship. Ms Joyce put her tongue in my ear and jacked my cock
until I was ready to blast off. Then the bitch put the hammer down, grabbing my
nuts in a death grip and giving them a combination twist and squeeze that took
the starch out of my pecker and made me see stars at the same time. I almost
barfed up what passed for breakfast at my house. Ms Joyce nibbled on my ear and
gave me this mean laugh, promising me a very interesting afternoon, and an even
more exciting detention period afterward. "I have a nice surprise for you, at
least I think it's nice, perhaps you might disagree, but we'll see."
She moved away, deliberately wiggling her ass for me as she moved over
to begin teasing Wendy, the sicko of the group. I went back to watching Mrs.
Landers beating the snot out of Taunisha. She had one of the chocolate honey's
tits in the palm of her hand, supporting the goody as she whacked hell out of it
with her steel ruler. Having tasted what that foot and a half piece of nastiness
could do, I winced as it ate that fat tit up, turning it into a lump of swollen
meat that already had started to turn colors. However I never took my eyes off
what was going down. I had to admit one thing, that tawny honey was one tough
cookie to take what Landers was dishing out without crying and begging.
I guess her stone walling got under Landers' skin and so the old hag
started chopping up that poor tit using the edge of her ruler. That was cold,
really cold. After all she should have known that teacher or not, fucking up
another cunt's tit, especially a young cunt, was going somewhere that was out of
bounds. Regardless, there she was, whaling away at that lump of bleeding meat
and waiting for Taunisha to break down and beg. I watched as the tears started
trickling down her cheeks and then she started trembling as the ruler ate deeper
and deeper into that titty flesh, bringing up more and more blood.
I guess Ms Joyce finally felt that Landers was overstepping her
authority and making Joyce look like some weak-assed pussy who would let just
anyone walk in and do one of her own students in front of her. She walked over
and grabbed the ruler out of that old hag's hand and told her to get the fuck
out if she thought she could just waste one of Joyce's punks without permission.
When she mentioned talking to the principal about this little matter, Landers
gave her a look that spelled trouble, but backed out and left, not before
telling Taunisha that her black ass was getting it good after class. Man this
was a freak show and I was in it up to my ass!
What Ms Joyce did next was insane. She balled up her hands into fists
and proceeded to beat the hell out of Taunisha. She stood flatfooted and hit the
helpless honey as hard as she could, right in the face! It was amazing to watch
Taunisha bob and weave like some pro boxer, causing most of Joyce's punches
either to miss or hit her glancing shots that looked bad, but didn't do much
damge. That was until Joyce moved in a little closer to cut down the angle and
then it was a massacre. She split the honey's lip open and landed a couple of
good ones on one eye, back to back shots with plenty on them. Taunisha would be
using one less eye in class tomorrow, that was for sure. Then she moved down to
the girl's tits and gave them the old one-two about half a dozen times, and
every time she landed on the one Landers had done up good, Taunisha let out a
groan which soon turned into a scream. That was one sore tit by the time Joyce
got done with it.
Just then, my keeper, the bitch that made sure I didn't cause any
trouble, walked in. Ms Joyce motioned for her to come over. Soon she had the
battered girl's head in a choke hold, and then she yanked Taunisha's head back.
That's when Joyce punched the girl right in her exposed throat. The sound of her
fist making contact with Taunisha's throat was flat ugly. I had never heard
anything like it. I watched as the girl's eyes tried to pop out of her head as
she tried to get some air, but the punch must have paralyzed her throat muscles
or something because she wasn't making any sounds at all. Her face started to
get real dark in color and then her tongue flopped out of her mouth.
She looked to be in a bad way to me, but neither Joyce nor the student
monitor seemed troubled by what she was happening to her. Then all of a sudden
she started wheezing and then coughing. The cough sounded like a dog barking, it
was that weird. Joyce cuffed her across the side of the head, compared to what
she had delivered previously, this was nothing but a love tap. Then she went
back to beating on Wendy, screaming at the top of her lungs that Wendy was a
sick bitch who shouldn't be allowed out in public without being muzzled and on a
leash to keep her from attacking innocent boys for sex.
I made the mistake of asking my handler how I was supposed to take a
leak considering that my asshole was effectively glued to the seat by that big
dildo. She gave me a smirk and then repeated my question in a loud voice so
everyone in the room could hear it. This caused a wave of laughter; even the
badly beaten Taunisha joined in, making me feel like some kind of dickhead. My
monitor, whose name I still didn't know for sure, gave me the lowdown once the
laughter stopped.
"No one gets to piss unless we say they can. We usually don't have boys
in this room, so I guess Ms Manners forgot to put a catheter up your cock. All
the girls have them stuck into their bladders and we make sure they stay closed
tight unless they've been real good girls. For example Taunisha won't be having
hers opened this afternoon, you can bet the farm on that. As for you, you better
learn to hold it, because if you piss without permission, there will be hell to
pay."
I grumbled and the urge to take a pee grew the more she talked about it.
Then my handler leaned over and whispered "If you're a good boy and don't give
me any grief, I might let you piss during the afternoon break, that is if you
lick my armpits and get all the sweat off of them. I haven't had time to take a
shower the last couple of days and I'm getting kind of ripe." I groaned to
myself at the thought of licking those buffalo pits. What kind of a deal was
that? Then the fat bitch leaned over and put her pudgy hand on top of my bladder
and gave it a quick push, almost forcing the piss from me. I was so screwed!
The highlight of the very long afternoon session was "Did You Know?"
This was Ms Joyce's way of introducing everyone to me and vice-versa. She gave
me a big smile and started things off by discussing the stuff she knew about me
that would be embarrassing. "Did you know that Tommy thinks he's a big, bad stud
muffin, but his mother still ties him down to his bed every night and makes him
fuck and suck her before she goes to bed and then again as soon as she wakes up?
She's been doing him this way since he was thirteen and he's just a perfect
little momma's boy. His big sister, Connie, who is a senior at the school, also
does him every time she needs a quick fuck to take the edge off not having a
cock in her used-up, whore's cunt in the last hour or so. Did you know that
little Tommy's mother is such a whore and a slut that there is a very good
chance that he will be taken away from her and put into a foster home? Did you
know that Tommy has been kept after school for detention every single day for
the last three months? Did you know that he has to report to the school nurse
every morning so she can give him multiple enemas in an effort to keep him from
having erections during his classes and distracting the other students? Did you
know that Tommy was the guest of honor at a special disciplining session held at
the principals's home and attended by many teachers from the school, including
myself. Did you know that by the time we were done with him his cock was so limp
that we could have tied it into a knot?" That last one brought down the house
and as far as I was concerned was a damned lie!
Next was Carol, the blonde nymphomaniac, who was a year ahead of me in
school. Ms Joyce got right to it with Carol. "Did you know that this teenager is
one of the biggest sluts in the city? Not only does she fuck anyone with a cock
at our school, she also puts out for gangs from at least three other schools in
the city. Did you know that she is on the hit list of at least half a dozen
pimps who have contracts out on her because she takes away business from their
whores who get paid for what she gives away for free? Did you know that Carol is
such a big slut that her own parents have disowned her and so she lives in a
local hot pillow motel where she works as their resident prostitute for room and
board? Did you know that Carol is the leading candidate for a spot on TV that
warns about the dangers associated with not using condoms when having sex?"
I made a note to look up Carol when all this stuff blew over. She
sounded like the kind of girlfriend I could really be happy having, and those
tits were world class, at least they were so far, but I didn't know how many
more times they could handle being choked off for hours on end. Then Ms Joyce
positively beamed as she introduced Wendy to us.
"Did you know that Wendy has tried to commit suicide twice in the last
six months and botched the job both times? I would hope she'd have the good
sense to involve a friend, if she has any, in the processs the next time she
wants to end it all. Did you know that Wendy wanted to be a nun when she was
growing up until one of those penguins took her cherry with a yardstick as
punishment for consistently causing trouble in class? Did you know that Wendy
became this penguin's fuck toy for two years before her parents moved, which
broke up the relationship?"
"Did you know that to celebrate her majority, Wendy plans to have
herself circumsized without the benefit of anesthetic? Immediately afterward she
will have her tongue, navel, nipples, and what remains of her clitoris pierced
and then large rings will be installed. She then plans to have her belly and
buttocks branded with cabalistic signs showing her allegiance to Satan. Did you
know that Wendy has made arrangements to be the only woman to accompany a local
chapter of Hell's Angels on a two week run into Mexico to celebrate her
graduation from high school? She will pay her keep by working as a whore to
provide the money they need for expenses on the trip. Did you know that Wendy's
goal is to be dead before her nineteenth birthday as the result of being snuffed
after prolonged torture and mutiliation of her body which by then will be
ravaged with various incurable venereal diseases as well as massive drug
overdoses?"
Wendy was the ultimate freak. I wondered how long she'd last on a biker
trip; perhaps a week, maybe ten days tops. Then they'd probably burn the body
and bury the ashes and what bones didn't completely burn in some deep hole out
in the desert. I sort of felt sorry for her because it seemed that she got
thrown a number of curves in her early life, but that's the way it is sometimes.
Now I really paid attention as Ms Joyce got set to let us in on all the juicy
stuff about Taunisha.
I looked over at her and she did not look well at all. Her eye was
swollen shut and her face was kind of lop-sided. The tit that Mrs Landers had
worked over with her ruler had turned all sorts of ugly shades and was swollen
to half again as big as the other one. I winced at the thought of what was going
to happen to her once Landers got her hands on her later this afternoon. I
wondered if she's take the girl over to her place and really put it to her, or
just make her wish she was dead here at school, down in the janitors' room where
she'd have room to whale the tar out of her victim. Just thinking about all that
prime fuckmeat being turned into raw hamburger got me hard as stone. I realized
that Ms Joyce was staring at me. That was not a good sign, so I tried to sit up
even straighter than the bonds made me.
"Did you know that Taunisha's white father raped her when she was eleven
years old? He did it to get even with his black wife who he was arguing with. A
couple of days later they had a reconciliation and nothing more was said about
what happened to their little girl. Did you know that the next time they had a
big row it was her mother who did her, ass fucking her with a huge black dildo
that nearly ruptured her sphincter and left the girl bleeding from the rectum
for almost a week? Did you know that Taunisha started giving blowjobs to all the
boys in the neighborhood to get back at her parents for being so cruel to her?
Did you know that they took her out of school for a month and nearly beat her to
death for embarrassing them with the neighbors? Did you know that they began
pimping her out to the neighbors to humiliate her? However they insisted that
she only eat pussy and suck cock. Did you know that she was the most unpopular
girl in middle school because of this and was regularly beaten up by the
students after school? Did you know that she is currently under the care of a
psychiatrist who thinks she should be put away in an asylum for at least a year
so she can be properly disciplined and then rehabilitated? Did you know that she
has given blowjobs to nearly half the boys in this school and eaten out at least
one hundred girls as well? Did you know that Mrs. Landers is going to tear her
a new asshole once she gets her hands on her after school today?"
I watched the tawny chick as Ms Joyce laid into her with this string of
ugly happenings. She looked as if she was on drugs, her one eye sort of staring
at the ceiling and the rest of her bruised and beaten body now and then
twitching like she was a horse trying to shoo flies. I could not believe the
damage that had been done to her by the two teachers in such a short time. I
wondered what she'd look like when Landers and maybe a few of her good buddies
got done doing her up after class. What a waste of prime fuckmeat that was going
to be!
At the afternoon break I was so desperate to piss that I licked the
armpits of my handler until they were squeaky clean. Then she produced a
specimen bottle and told me to fill it, but not to let it overflow or I'd catch
hell from her and Ms Joyce who had a cleanliness fetish thing going on in the
class. While I relieved myself she made me suck her tits, which weren't bad even
though they hadn't seen soap or water for a couple of days at least. Then she
sprang her surprise on me. She announced that since Ms Joyce always wanted her
room kept clean and fresh smelling, I would have to get rid of the piss I'd just
dumped into the specimen bottle. I was so screwed it was pathetic. Suddenly all
eyes were focused on me, even Taunisha the cyclops; that was what Ms Joyce
started calling her and I picked up on it. The fat girl cut me a break and held
my nose closed while I chugged the warm piss down as fast as I could swallow. I
got a round of mock applause from the monitors and Ms Joyce when I finished. At
this point I wanted to just get real small and disappear under the floor boards.
I nearly jumped out of my skin when the buzzer announcing the end of the
school day went off. I watched as the monitors let their charges, that's what
they called the girls under their control, up off the dildos that by then were
glistening with ass sweat and who knows what else. The girls had to bend over
and suck those monsters until they were super clean before being allowed to
leave the special education class room. I could see old Mrs. Landers waiting
outside the door for Taunisha.She had a pair of handcuffs as well as her trusty
ruler. I couldn't help noticing the big, beefy German PE teacher who had damned
near destroyed my ass on the weekend, standing next to Landers. I presumed she
was there to pick up her little submissive buddy, Ms Joyce, but I was wrong.
When Taunisha saw her standing there she started to shake and cry like a
little baby. That really freaked me out. What could they be plannng to do to her
that would turn this foxy, sassy honey into a blubbering baby? Whatever it was,
I guess she'd already been through it before, which explained the crying and
shaking. The more I thought about it, the less I wanted to try to figure out
what nasty things were in store for poor Taunisha. I wondered if she'd show up
tomorrow and if she did, what she'd look like?
Ms Joyce told my monitor, whose name turned out to be Katrina, that she
would take care of me. I wondered what she had planned. It didn't take long to
find out. She walked over and began to get rid of her clothing, humming to
herself as she got down to a pair of thong bikinis that were soaked and smelled
like rotted fish. I guess she must have had a very enjoyable time tormenting the
four of us and it showed. Now I guess I was going to be the one who took the
edge off whatever had been building all day. That was fine with me, it had been
many a moon since I'd gone this long without getting off. I remembered that she
had a pretty nice set of tits, not big, but good and firm. Those perky boobs
didn't budge when she unhooked her bra, a see-through that sort of cupped rather
than supported them. I compared this action to what happened when mom took her
big jugs out of her bra; they sagged, big time!
"I guess you're wondering what you and I are going to do to pass the
time for the next hour or so. I won't keep you in suspense. You are going to
fuck me in the cunt and then you're going to do my asshole as well. In between
you're going to eat my pussy until I come and rim my asshole until it's loose
enough for you to fuck without causing me any discomfort. Then if you've done
everything the way I expect, I'll let you off that big black dildo and send you
on your way so you can give that tramp you call your mother and that whore of a
sister what they are probably hoping they'll get from you when he get home."
"You should be very thankful that my good friend Uta is assisting Mrs
Landers with that nasty little troublemaker, Taunisha. Otherwise you and she
would be having a meeting and you definitely would not come from that with much
sexual energy, or for that matter, any type of energy at all. You look somewhat
surprised that I'm interested in having sex with you. Yes, you're right,
currently I'm with Uta and she totally satisfies me."
"She is an almost perfect lover. Uta is a woman and knows what makes a
woman wet. Better yet, she has the strength and stamina of a man. You have no
idea what it feels like to have Uta thrusting her custom-made dildo deep inside
me over and over while I approach one of my earth-moving orgasms that sometimes
can take as long as an hour to actually happen. Uta is strong enough and always
hard enough to give me whatever for as long as I need to attain that glorious
outpouring."
"You can relax, I don't expect that type of performance from you, not
yet at least. Perhaps once you are broken and can be retrained, I might make
that demand. As for now, I am only interested in satisfying my curiosity.
Protocol dictated that I refrain from having sex with you at the party; after
all I was an invited guest and everyone there knew that Uta and I were a couple.
It would not have been appropriate for me to do other than what I did."
"However I have been informed by Mrs. Landers that she was quite taken
by your sexual prowess, very high praise indeed coming from one of her senior
status. For your information she has buried four husbands in her some forty
years of marriage. Each one died of a heart attack brought on by attempting to
sexually satisfy her on a daily basis. According to her that meant morning and
evening bouts of intercourse, and even more frequent and lengthier couplings
during the weekend, vacations and holidays "
"It is interesting to note that three of them died during or shortly
after the Christmas holidays or summer vacations. Only her last husband, a
widower who was briefly married to her until his untimely death one afternoon,
broke the pattern. I believe she says it was late on a delightful Sunday
afternoon while they were engaged in love-making that had begun some time that
morning and had continued nonstop until his tragic death in her arms once he
managed to finally ejaculate after nearly an hour of continuous sex."
Without any warning, she shoved her sodden crotch into my face without
even removing her thong. I was so horny that I tried to chew my way through
that cum soaked strip of cloth to get at her dripping, smooth shaven snatch.
Man, she had one juicy, tasty twat. I sucked hard enough to collapse her like a
blowup doll who was loosing air. She kept moaning and pushing that soaking wet
snatch as hard as she could against my face. It was touch and go for a time as I
began to worry about being suffocated by her cunt. What a way to go; no one
would believe the autopsy report on this one!
( To be continued )
