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Teenage Sex Slave - Chapter 12
The highlight of this tape was right at the end when three big, black bucks made my sister air tight as the rest of the bunch stood around playing with their spent cocks. One of them was lying beneath Mona with his cock buried to the hilt in her asshole. The second buck was on top of her, ramming his big, black sword into her sloppy, stretched-out cunt that was gushing cum on every stroke. The third dude was straddling her tits and feeding his massive dong into my sister's mouth. She looked like a squirrel with a month's worth of acorns in her cheeks. The camera angle was terrible and the lighting made it tough to see much except for a few times when all the studs were in a position that didn't block out most of the light. There were mock boos and a few laughs when the tape ended.
Katrina managed to clmb down without falling on her ass, and she wandered away after giving my cock a big smooch and a few seconds worth of sucking just to tease me. I wasn't alone for long. A mystery mouth attached itself to my cock and began giving me some good head. Unfortunately there wasn't enough light to see who it was. The only other keeper I knew even vaguely was named Wanda, but that meant I had two chances in three of pissing this chick off, unless I just kept my yap shut and let her do her thing. My only problem was that damned cock ring that was putting a crimp in my style in more ways than one. Talk about being saved by the bell. A fracas broke out involving my sister and her handler, which rapidly escalated into a screaming match. If there was one thing that wasn't tolerated in this class, it was a riot by the inmates.
The lights came on and the shit hit the fan, in this case crapping all over my sister. Ms. Joyce, now wearing only her shelf bra, moved swiftly away from the vicinity of the big-titted blonde, and headed for her desk. I guess she and Carol were renewing old acquaintances. I'd heard some rumors that the two of them were playing house at the principal's place on occasion,and she even joined in as part payment for lending her home for their little trysts. Based on what I saw at my visit to that insane asylum, these rumors probably had some truth to them.
When Ms. Joyce returned from rummaging around in her desk drawers, she held a rubber hose in her hand. Poor Mona never had a chance.The poor bitch was pinned to her seat by the dildo lodged in her asshole and she was securely restrained with straps on her hands and feet, not to mention the one trying to cut her tits in half and putting a real crimp in her breathing. Without setting her feet, the teacher began to swing the hose at Mona's head. Sis did a pretty good job of dodging most of them until she zigged when she should have zagged, and caught one right across the bridge of her nose, immediately turning it into a fountain of blood.
Mona's handler put in an appearance at that time.It was my guess that it was her working on my joint. Like the rest of them she was chubby and no beauty, perfect for the job she filled. She stopped and let Mona have it to the chops, landing a roundhouse right that caught sis on the cheek, snapping her head around. That's when the teacher caught her with a good shot to the mouth and now Mona was bleeding from two places on her face. I almost flipped when the chubby handler proceeded to wrap a length of cord around Mona's neck and started strangling her. My sister's eyes bulged and soon her tongue was forced from her mouth as her face started to turn an ugly shade of bright red. All the while the teacher was drubbing her tits with the rubber hose, just adding to my sister's misery.
Finally Ms. Joyce called off her attack dog long enough to allow Mona to catch some air. Then at her nod, the girl put sis into a choke hold and started squeezing the life from her. The teacher stepped close and spit into Mona's face, cursing her out and telling her she was going to regret being an asshole once class was dismissed. I winced as the other monitors grinned and gave Mona the finger. It looked as if she was going to meet up with Ms. Landers and her ruler, not to mention her side kick, Uta, the lesbian PE teacher. I got to wondering if sis was going to have a bad accident like Taunisha. Even though she was often a ball breaker, she was my sister, and I didn't want to hear that she fell down some stairs and was turned into a vegetable as a result. On the brighter side, if she kept screwing up, maybe she'd replace me this weekend. Wouldn't that be great!
Our hot sexy teacher still wasn't done with Mona. She had her gagged with a filthy rag that Wanda dredged up from her tote bag. To check the gag's effectiveness, she had the spiders on my sister's tits screwed down another turn and watched Mona's eyes try to jump from their sockets. She had the clit clamp tightened until tears ran down my sister's cheeks. Then she slapped Mona half a dozen times across the face, rocking her head back and forth like she was some kind of a bobble-head doll. The worst was yet to come; she had Wanda jam a short length of tubing up Mona's pee hole. That must have hurt like fury based on the way my sister tried to struggle against her bonds. She leaned forward and told sis that the catheter would remain in place until she drank at least a quart of piss donated by the monitors, and held it for another hour minimum. I never saw my sister look so scared in her entire life. What just happened to her made me realize that I needed to take a leak pretty soon or I'd be in deep doo-doo as well.
Katrina made me an offer I couldn't refuse. In exchange for allowing me to relieve my full bladder on a regular basis for the rest of the week, I had to visit her house after shool ended and take care of her mother and big sister's sexual needs, which proved to be substantial. When I thought about it, the deal wasn't too bad. I would be fucking some new pussy, even if it wasn't top of the line, and Katrina would protect me from doing stupid things while I was in class. Naturally I'd be servicing her on demand, which wasn't any more than what I was doing now. Mona would be so wasted after detention she probably wouldn't have any extra energy to torment me. In fact, if she did, I'd sic Katrina and her pals on her. That left mom, but I always had enough for her. Come to think of it, she was probably as much on the hook as I was, based on what I knew about the principal's threat.
The break for lunch was as usual a zoo. Ms. Landers paid Wendy a visit and spent most of the period whacking the pain freak's left tit as the girl taunted her to do her worst. Katrina, who was bouncing up and down on my cock, informed me that this was a routine that took place perhaps two or three times a week, always with the same result. She stopped talking at this point and concentrated on getting off from the action she was getting from my swollen and very sore dick. She promised that once I made her cum, she would let me pee. She confided that it was her intention to make my sister drink it as part of her contribution.
I delivered and so did Katrina. As I pissed into the milk carton she provided, the history teacher shifted from using the flat part of the eighteen inch stainless steel discipliner to its edge. That turned Wendy into a sobbing wreck as the ruler transformed her tit into something that looked like road kill. It was amazing to see that a couple of hours later her chewed-up hunk of tit meat had returned to something looking like a tit, except for the marks left by the ruler's edge. However just before she left, the history teacher used some catgut to noose Wendy's nipples and pull them together. This provided some added low level pain to go along with that left over from the beating her tit had taken. I also heard her say that she would be waiting for Wendy after class was dismissed so she could do her right tit as well. Wendy looked as if she was going to wet her panties at the prospect of more heavy duty pain that she seemed to live for.
With that little scene now history, I searched around and discovered Ms. Joyce and Carol in a lip-lock. My teacher was really into her student, that was apparent from her one hand pawing the blonde's big tits and the other with four fngers inserted into her dripping cunt. To be honest, I got a little jealous of what was going down considering how my teacher had come on to me yesterday after class. Katrina had ducked out to make a telephone call, alerting her mom and sister that she was bringing company home for dinner and lots of fucking afterward. I never did get that promised meal, but they more than made up for it with the amount of sucking and fucking we did.
She returned with a smug look on he face and gave me a big wet kiss with plenty of tongue.Then she whispered that her mom and big sister were going bonkers over the prospect of lots of cock tonight. They were hoping that this would be the beginning of some regular attention in the bedroom, living room, kitchen, bathroom and any other place that could handle three naked bodies doing the nasty. Katrina laughed and casually mentioned that she would occasionally join the fun, especially during her period when her boyfriend refused to have anything to do with her.
The highlight of the afternoon session was watching my sister chug down a quart of piss while the rest of us cheered her on. Mona's belly was pooching out pretty good by the time she finished it. For most of the remaining session the monitors took turns pressing on her bladder as she groaned and broke out into a sweat from the pressure of all that piss running through her kidneys and filling her up to the bursting point. About an hour before the end of class, the catheter was opened so her bladder could drain. You should have seen the look on her face. Then she was forced to recycle her piss, swallowing every drop as her tits were twisted and her nipples stretched to their limit while she bawled like a little baby. Katrina whispered into my ear that this was nothing compared to what she'd get during detention. I shuddered, remembering all the terrible things that had happened to me at the various detention sessions I attended.
(To be continued-jethro jodhpur)
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