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The new
Normally Judy enjoyed
arriving at school. She welcomed the regards of her students showing a mixed
feeling between desire and respect. She also enjoyed feeling the lusting eyes
of her male colleagues; it conferred her power, kind of.
That very Monday,
surprisingly, she didn’t enjoy the regards of her students. Nor did she enjoy
their molesting hands, their insidious fingers or they lewd comments. She
didn’t find it enjoyable have her stuffed cunt invaded by worming fingers, have
her clit pinched or her tits beaten just for her pupils amusement.
As for her male
colleagues, the lust gleaming in their eyes somehow didn’t confer any power to
her, but for the power of attraction. She attracted a lot of slaps, gropes and
pats.
The humiliation of the
first day went on as she was fixed outside, together with Miss Simmons, in the
car park. For everybody to see, touch or hurt her.
The whole Monday
pupils and teachers came by and thoroughly molested her. Only the well embedded
dildo and her irremovable restraints saved her from being regardless fucked, on
the car park, like a bitch in heat.
Miss Kristie Simmons
and Miss Judy Suarez spent the first day of their new lives miserably attached
to a cart. They were a clear sign of
But the city’s
improvements could be seen all over the city now.
Mrs. Adams, for
example, was standing in her husband’s office, next to Mr. Adams’ desk whilst
her husband was reassigning different subjects to his teachers. It often
happened that due to a sudden departure or to some teachers being off sick,
their subjects were reassigned. Till here nothing strange was going on.
Stranger was the fact that Mrs. Adams was facing her former employees stark
naked, gagged, cuffed, collared and fixed in place by several small chains or
that these could not only look at, but also freely fondle their director’s
wife.
On Friday, this woman
was feared and treated with respect, today they joked about how long they could
elongate her cunt lips or how nice she whimpered when getting her clit flipped.
Gagged as she was, she
could only fiercely look at them; her eyes talked books but nobody was
interested in reading them.
The director himself had
a hard time concentrating on business, because Miss Shawna Ray occupied her new
permanent residence. She was locked under Mr. Adams desk.
The pretty Indian
computer tech teacher was fixed to the floor by solidly built in rings; she was
stark naked, even her cunt had been shaven. Her head was caught in a harness
with zippers to open and close her eyes and mouth. This latter was permanently
hold open by a ring gag. A small golden chain attached to her harness went
through Mr. Adams table and was hooked to it by a handle. With that handle Mr.
Adams controlled Shawna’s free movements, well the only “free” movement she had
was giving head.
Big titted cow, Miss Helen Glass, the first of the 4 bought
teachers remained being Math teacher. Just her dress code had been altered. She
had to wear white ballet shoes, and to ensure she walked properly on her
tiptoes a thumbnail has been fixed in each shoe pointing at her heels.
Then she wore a white
tutu, hiding absolutely nothing of her blond bush or fine ass. A white corset
lifting but not covering her big tits encased her waist. An out of place but
highly erotic white cowboy hat finished her outfit.
She was not allowed to
seat down and had been instructed to NEVER, under any circumstances, fend off a
hand, disregarding who it belongs to.
To teach in these
conditions is a clear improvement, at least for the pupils. Math became a
favorite.
During the teachers
meeting her colleagues listened to their director with her sitting in their lap
and submitted to their thoroughly groping. Her wet cunt and her big tits didn’t
get a moment of peace.
Somehow it was funnier
listen to the director with all the hand embedded in a blond funny a massaging
a fleshy globe.
.
Other colleagues
occupied their time introducing the tip of their shoes in Shawna’s exposed cunt,
or slapping the Indians inviting ass.
Little could Shawna do
than to suffer any indignity, not to talk about preserving her modesty.
Mr. Adams had
cunningly removed the backside of his table so it was Miss Ray’s ass and shaven
cunt lips the responsible for receiving visitors.
The Californian Zoo
When reading the
advising placards just before entering the Californian Zoo, it’s difficult to
believe it got ANY female visitor, but nevertheless it got, in mass and the
finest specimens. The reason was the twisted, but typically female, logic.
So, any woman who
wanted to proof her true love, or wanted her boyfriend/lover/husband to proof
it, risked a trip to the Zoo.
Among a lot of
explanations and legal references the advice clearly stated two things:
1) Any
living being caught on the Zoo’s premises after dawn (the Zoo closes at five)
immediately becomes the Zoo’s property.
2) No
female is allowed to leave the Zoo’s premises if not being led on a leash by an
adult male. Except for underage females, they could be let also by underage
males.
Both statements on
their own didn’t seem dangerous, but combined they were devilish.
To further discourage
(but with a contrary effect cause of the female logic) female visitors, next to
the advising placards was another one called “What’s Gnu” divided in two
sections.
The left one was
dedicated to the new additions. It showed pictures of the last acquisitions and
a small biography. The pictures were disposed in rows. Each row showed the new
acquisition when entering the Zoo, when being hunted and then some pics of its current location and/or occupation.
Under these pics you could read about it: full name, studies, former address
and occupation, etc.
The other one named
“Outs”
On that side the Zoo
listed not only the last sales but also the next animals to be auctioned or
adopted.
Over the last weeks
this side had been overloaded with information about our
To adopt an animal
meant paying a small monthly amount for having free access to it, but always in
the Zoo and during hours of opening.
“Sylvie, you really
want to go? Again?” Marcus asked in a dull voice trying to hide his eagerness
for visiting again that slice of paradise.
Markus was really
hunky. Strong, but not to massive
“Mark, don’t try to
fool me” Sylvie said giggling and trying to slap him. “Don’t you dare to think
I don’t see how much you love it” she said cupping his crotch.
He loved it when she
was in good mood and she always was. Her bright smile was enough to fall in
love with her, even without her firm but generous knockers or her J Lo like
ass. In addition to that her long brunette hair conferred some distinction to
this almost
“Aren’t you afraid of what
may happen to you?” He mockingly asked taking her with both hands by her full
buttocks and making her stand between his legs.
“Afraid?” She openly
laughed “You are no fool, Mark, where on earth would you find an always
available fuck bunny like me. No. You are not letting me go” She said and embracing
his head she deeply French kissed him.
She was true, it is
said absolute true does not exist, but she was close to it.
Just one month ago he
was dating Laura. Sylvie happened to be her best and more or less only friend.
Laura was somehow the opposite of Sylvie. Not in the physical aspect, cause
Laura was also a stunning beauty, with her intense black hair, dark black eyes and
a snow white skin; but for her Character.
She was shy and not
effusive at all. She dressed conservatively and always tried to pass unnoticed.
It took him hours each time he wanted to make love to her and only furtively he
managed to see her naked. What was a really pity, being as pretty as she was.
“Darling, lets go,
Laura’s waiting for us.” She said grinningly “Don’t forget that the animals are
in season.” She maliciously added swinging her hips.
They drove to the zoo.
He always drove with one hand on the steer wheel and the other one between
Sylvie generously parted legs.
He remembered that
Saturday, not a month ago, when Laura, Sylvie, and Lee together with him were
having dinner in a fashion restaurant.
It was Laura’s turn to
drive so she only drank Coke, but both the guys and Sylvie emptied several wine
and beer bottles. Lee started kissing and openly groping Sylvie, but as soon as
Markus tried to French kiss Laura, let alone touching her in a public place,
she rejected him and got serious.
Lee, seeing the
panorama had offered him a piece of Sylvie. “You don’t mind Sylvie, do you?” a
drunken Lee had asked his girlfriend.
“Not in the least”
Sylvie answered and to emphasize her words she kissed Markus on the lips and
stroked his cock.
Laura angrily stood
up, threw the napkin at her boyfriend and left the restaurant. He didn’t even
try to follow her, he was to busy exploring with one hand under Sylvie’s short
skirt and with the other massaging her ample bosom.
Sylvie let it happen,
she sat, legs wide open, between the two friends and occupied both her hands
stoking them. After the dinner they had been dancing and Sylvie agreed to his
suggestion to strip off her panties, she agreed to show her bare cunt to every
guy they told her, she agreed to fuck Markus; Markus couldn’t remember her
saying ‘No’.
He hadn’t heard it
since then.
That Sunday she
visited Laura and just to show how sorry she was, she dropped Lee. She phoned
him, there in front of Laura, and made it very clear that they’ve finished, finito, end.
“Come on, Laura” she
tried to convince her friend “it’s my fault. Markus is only a normal red
blooded male…”
“Don’t ..., don’t…”
Laura was crying again.
“He’s a pig, a swine,
a hog, a….”
“Laura” laughed Sylvie
“that’s all the same. Call him bastard, brute, SOB or just call him” she said
and offered her mobile phone.
During the next week
Markus had been sending flowers to Laura and fucking Sylvie. Phoning Laura whilst
fondling Sylvie, he had been calming Laura and kissing Sylvie. He tried to be a
bright star for Laura but a hot stud for Sylvie.
“I want her to disappear”
Laura told Markus on the phone on Friday “If you love me, make her do a
mistake, take her to the wrong place and make that bitch in heat pay”
“Laura” Markus seemed
surprised, he really was, but because Sylvie had suddenly started a blowjob on
him. The surprise was because they were on a restaurant’s public terrace.
“She’s your best
friend, how can you say something like that” Markus asked now rhythmically
fucking Sylvie’s mouth.
Finally they plotted a
trip to the Zoo for Sunday. That was last Sunday.
“Mark, Mark” Sylvie
shouted “they’ve added new photos, have a look”
Markus came running
with their entrances in one hand and the prescriptive dog collar with its leash
in the other.
Laura’s row of pics was a large one, perhaps due to the fact that she was a
pretty animal.
Next to the pic of her coming into the zoo, dressed in jeans, t-shirt
and sneakers wearing the collar was a new someone had mailed to the Zoo. It
showed this stunning, black haired beauty in her prom dress. Then there was a pic of her, without collar, looking frightened, one of her
from behind as she was running away from the catchers. The next pic showed a Laura tiptoeing with both hands gripping a
noose around her neck. Then exact the same pic but
with a naked Laura on it, followed by a naked Laura still caught by her neck
and three catchers making the V sign with one hand whilst fondling/exhibiting a
piece of Laura. Two of them hold each a tit and the third one, squatting down,
was pulling at her cunt with one finger in it and an open hand.
“Look, look” Sylvie
amused showed the latest additions “she is no longer with the chimps”.
“What a pity for them”
Marcus satirized “to judge from these photos they really were enjoying her”
Laura had four pics with the Chimps. The first showed a nude frightened Laura
in the chimps’ cage surrounded by them. In the second one, Laura was on her
fours being hold, beaten and bitten by them. The third one showed, a naked
Laura with some scraps and bite marks kneeling between the dominant Chimp’s
legs, seemingly giving head with her cunt pointing at the visitors. On the
forth she was on her back wanking two chimps with
both her hands, with another chimps sitting on her face and one more busy
between her legs.
Markus was right: the
monkeys had had a big time.
Laura’s new location
was, since Thursday, with the Orangutan.
Sylvie and Markus went
into the Zoo.
These last days Markus
had visited the zoo really often, but each time the panorama he was confronted
with shocked him. Not an unpleasant shock, not at all, but a kind of amazing
sexual impulse located in his crotch. The erections he got in the Zoo were
almost hurting.
Sylvie, of course, was
always available; but he preferred to enjoy the spectacle with all his stamina intact
till the end. Or, if he decided to indulge himself (more or less twice or three
times each visit) then he would choose from between the other available
females, and there were tons of them.
Sylvie, indeed,
encouraged him to do so whenever there was an opportunity.
The panorama that hit
Marcus so hard was what he described as wicked normality. The visitors,
families, pairs, school groups, friends, were as in any other zoo, slowly
walking, looking at the animals. But here stopped any resemblance with the common
zoos.
He looked at a family
as they moved away from the bear cages. Daddy, +/- 45 y/o, tall, big belly was
wearing sandals, a blue t-shirt and beige cotton shorts; his actual life mate,
a pretty 20 y/o girl wearing a summery flower dress walked next to him on his
right. She of course wore the collar with the leash dangling between her
prominent breasts.
On Daddy’s left side
crawled a more mature woman disguised as a pig. All her goodies were on show
and daddy was holding a small chain attached to the woman’s nose ring. She was
his former wife and, after quarreling with him about his new secretary, she was
now an adopted pet.
Behind them walked two boys in their late
teens. One of them, Larry, led his friend’s sister, attached to his left shoe
by a short rope. The other end of the rope was attached to a ring driven
through Cindy’s bald cunt; the whole cunt had been pierced to drive in that
ring similar to the rings used to attach horses. Cindy had been transformed
into a highly erotic bird. As a gag she wore a device that transformed her
sounds into typical, harmonic bird sounds. Her arms were tightly bound behind,
hidden by two big, blue, transparent, plastic wings, attached to her body and
connected to her nipple rings. When some wind rose, the wings began to swing painfully
stretching her nipples and making her sing.
She too had been
adopted, by Larry, her brother’s best friend and an always-rejected-want-to-be-boyfriend.
Each time he took a
step, she had to jump forwards making her wings swing or risking an awfully
pull at her sensible parts.
Markus heard her chirp
and happily tweet the whole time.
The other boy, Roman,
wore a long stick he used in the most creative ways. He poked into his mother’s
cunt or lifted his father’s secretary’s dress exposing her naked ass to him and
his friend.
But the stick also
allowed him to molest the caged animals or to hit on and play with the exposed
buttocks or free funnies of the working animals.
Like any of the blondes
which passed between Markus and the family pulling one of the visitors train.
The Zoo offered free round trips on its ponygirl
trains. It had 6 of them. One, with six white wagons for 20 passengers each,
draught by a team of 24 pretty blond women; another one, black, was pulled by
24 black haired beauties; then it had a smaller red one, with only three wagons,
attached to a 10 redhead nude vixens draught.
The other tree
multicolor trains were pulled by teams of 20 hairless (top and bottom) girls.
Markus with his ever
present erection and Sylvie started their tour trough the Zoo. Their aim was,
of course, Laura’s new location. But they were in no hurry as they wanted to
spend the whole day on the Zoo’s premises.
On their Left appeared
the entrance of the Kid’s territory.
“Let’s have a look”
Sylvie said “we’ve never been there” and in they went.
There, the kids could
join the stables and freely touch and play with goats, small pigs, rabbits,
naked tied teachers, sheep, chicken, etc.
Sometimes it happened
that a not so small kid rediscovered a former teacher. Then the joy was immense,
at least for the boy.
It was pretty crowded
and all the animals were getting a lot of attention. Miss Sabine Kunz, a German
Kindergarten teacher was getting her cunt explored by a boy next to a girl
feeding leaves to a goat. Then the kids teamed up and the goat ate it leaves
out of Sabine’s cunt. The goat was not very carefully and Sabine was really
getting her cunt eaten. The Kids really enjoyed it and soon other goats were
being fed in a similar way, there were enough naked teachers available. Who
said that teachers spoil the fun?
Miss Ivory Mathumba, a Guinean black teacher, was caged together with
the Guinean pigs in the zone for experiments. ‘Want to know…?’ read a placard
and then it offered different experiments like:
If a guinea pig can fit
into a cunt?
If you can make two
nipples join?
If you can force a
woman to lick her own sex?
How far can you
stretch a woman’s tongue (please use the pliers)
And her clit?
How far can you stick
this rubber baton into a woman’s ass?
How long takes it to
make a teacher oink like a pig?
Etc.
Just leaving the Kid’s
territory they bumped into a fucky, well it was a fucky who bumped into them. Fuckies
had been fixed bended over a motorized four wheels device, with their arms
firmly tied behind. They wore gag rings and were blindfolded. Their hairs were
attached very taut forcing their faces up. Their ankles were joined to the
device’s legs by short chains forcing them to walk with it at the very low
speed of
An informative panel
fixed to their backs told the visitors and users about that particular fucky.
A big red button
stopped the march and blocked the wheels. A green one released it again.
“Hey Mark, read that
one” Sylvie said stopping the fucky “she used to be
anchorwoman in FONDA.
Markus read and looked
at the pictures with his hand mind absently fondling the fucky’s
sex.
“Soledad Brown, yes, I
remember her, she won an award in ….don’t remember” Said Markus already releasing
his swollen and hurting cock.
To be continued…
The Zoo
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