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The Teacher learns new tricks
He woke up, grinned when he thought what awaited him, threw on a bathrobe and walked over into the living-room. Outside in the chicken-coop Mrs Jeffers was awake and fidgeting, but still held her position. He noticed her hand was by her side, no finger working on stretching her asshole for his use.
“Hey, stupid bitch, come here and make yourself useful!” he shouted into the garden.
She hurried towards him. When she entered the room, she started talking.
“Please, Sir, I….”
His hand landed in her face and stopped her. He gave a few more for good measure.
“Don’t you stupid cunt ever learn that you don’t talk without being asked? Now go and make breakfast.”
She opened her mouth as if to speak, but closed it again and rushed over to the kitchen. He could imagine that after about 12 hours she needed to pee quite badly, but saw no reason to let her just now. He followed her slowly and sat in the breakfast nook watching her work. Her face was still caked with white from the facial he had given her the night before and her nipples were proudly erect, a clear sign that she was horny as hell. And why not? He had not allowed her to cum yet and didn’t plan to any time soon.
She brought his breakfast on a tray and knelt before him while he ate. He smiled.
“It seems you really do have a few thing you are useful for. I always find the table just slightly too high for comfort and you make a very nice adjustable table.”
He took his time and finished every bit she had prepared. Her breakfast would come later.
“Put the dishes away. You can wash up later, but now you can service me.” He continued talking while she removed the tray. “You see I am a very cleanly person and I hate to feel all sweaty in the morning. So I want to make sure I start the day really clean. My feet feel especially sweaty. Go ahead and do your job.”
She hesitated looking in the direction of the bathroom.
“Do it here, stupid bitch. Do you think I want to stand around while getting a tongue bath?”
It finally dawned on her what he expected and blushing slightly she bent down and started licking his feet. He leaned back and enjoyed the sensation. This chick was really into humiliation, a fact she normally hid behind a lot of arrogance, but since he had seen through that she could not get enough. Not that he minded.
“Between the toes, stupid bitch,” he growled and obediently her soft tongue started cleaning there. When he got bored he ordered her to lick his balls. She was on them like a flash, licking sucking cleaning. He notice her eyes resting on his cock longingly.
“Now for the final part,” he grinned.
He could see the light in her eyes, but then got up.
“My crack,” he commanded.
She drew a sharp breath, then slowly crawled behind him. She wriggled her way under his bathrobe and soon he felt her tongue on his buttocks.
“You just earned yourself a nice session with the belt, stupid bitch,” he growled. “When I say crack I mean crack. Now get your tongue on my asshole.”
He heard her gulp, but her face started pushing between his ass cheeks and a few seconds later her felt her tongue on his pucker, hesitant at first, then avidly. Reaming him seemed to turn her on.
“Hey, you are really good at this. I guess I’ll let you do it regularly now. Nice to know my asshole will always be spotless in future.”
She seemed to redouble her efforts and he left her to it for a few more minutes, then simply walked away.
“Heel.”
She crawled to his left side and followed him to the bathroom. Her look at the toilet bowl was positively longing. He stood in front of the bowl and waited.
“Do you think I can take a leak with the cover closed?”
She hurried to open it for him.
“Finally! Now get my cock out.”
When she reached up with her hand he slapped it down, then grabbed her nipples and twisted.
“Trying to touch my cock with your hands, stupid bitch? The same hands you diddle your slimy cunt with? I guess it will be the crop after the belt.”
She screwed up her face, but he saw it wasn’t so much the punishment, but the need to pee. Well, she could wait a bit longer. He grabbed her hair and pulled her face to his crotch. She wriggled her face into his bathrobe and carefully took his cock between her lips and pulled it out.
“Now if you hold it like that, I’ll have to pee in your mouth, stupid bitch. You have three seconds and aim carefully, because if any drop misses, you’ll lick the bathroom clean.”
She hurriedly adjusted and held his cock from the side. Immediately he let go and a hot stream of piss shot out of his cock just millimetres from her lips. She did aim well and nothing missed. When he was done he ordered her to clean his cock.
“I find it so revolting to have drops of piss on my cock, you know.”
She had to take another deep breath, then closed her lips around his cock and sucked and licked him clean. After he had taken a shower and had allowed her to towel him off, he made her dress him and they returned to the living room.
“Now I guess it’s time for you to learn a few new tricks. Get the big glass bowl from the kitchen and put it on the table here. She walked with her legs firmly pressed together. When he told her to get onto the table herself and squat over the bowl, she blanched. Her face was red and she was biting her lips when she was finally in position.
“Now listen, stupid bitch, and try to remember. If I am to keep you bitch here, you need to be trained. You do nothing without my order, understood?” He continued before she could answer. “You work, when I tell you, you sleep when I tell you, you stretch your ass when I tell you. And that reminds me, we will have to work on that this morning, since you did not do it last night. But before we get to that: You also piss, when I tell you. Now: Piss!”
She looked at him in disbelief, but then could not contain herself any longer and peed into the bowl. She had hardly started, when he interrupted her.
“STOP!”
More out of shock than understanding she obeyed.
“Piss!”
“Stop!”
He made her relieve herself for seconds at a time and she tried hard to interrupt the flow even though it was obviously hard for her. He drew out her pissing for several minutes, making her wait and never allowing her to let it run for more than a couple of seconds at a time. Finally she was done.
“Quite a nice trick. Next time we’ll start practising with a bottle and you can imagine what you are going to do, if you miss,” he grinned. “And when you need to take a leak, you can show me. You can raise your left leg like a good bitch pissing. Not that bitches raise their legs when they piss, but your are too dumb to know that anyway. But now we have a lot of things to do. Go and fetch the belt and the crop.”
He could see the fear in her face, but she still hurried to obey. In the meantime he fetched another implement he planned using on her. She handed him the crop and belt kneeling before him, but he ordered her back onto the table at once. This time he made her kneel on the edge. He saw her eyes go wide when he handed her the big anal plug he had brought.
“If you are too stupid to stretch your ass yourself, I’ll have to help you do it. Now you are going to wear this until further notice. Now stick it in!”
“But …. But it’s too big…”
With a tired expression he grabbed her hair and slapped her face again, then very slowly pulled her head down.
“Maybe in a few years’ time you will remember to keep that hole in your face shut. But I hope you will be a bit quicker working that thing into your asshole, bitch, because I am going to pull your head down until it is all the way in.”
She looked at him uncomprehending at first, then looked down and saw the direction her head was being pulled. Suddenly he brought the plug round and began to work it into her asshole. It went in easily for the first couple of inches, but then stretched the tight muscle. His hand moved down inexorably and her face came closer and closer to the bowl. She screwed up her face and pushed the plug hard, but still her anus resisted. When her face was on a level with the rim she tried desperately to shove it in, but by the time the thickest part had entered and the rest slipped in easily, the tip of her nose was dipping into the yellow liquid. He held her for a few more seconds.
“Ok, this is the way you are going to stay while you get your ass striped. If you raise your head after a stroke you get 5 more.”
He stepped back slowly, but she held her head in place her nose carefully touching the piss. He grabbed the belt and took careful aim, then let her have the first one. Again he waited.
“Well, I guess you are too stupid to remember the rules. 5 more.”
He could see she remembered now and delivered the next one.
“I am a stupid fuckbitch. Thank you, Sir.”
He used the belt on her ass until it was glowing red and she kept giving the prescribed answer.
She had to spend hours at home thinking up all those insulting epithets. He grinned to himself. That was probably what she did when she masturbated. He picked up the crop and continued. This time red lines appeared on her ass and he crisscrossed it completely, before he stopped.
“Well, stupid bitch. Did you like the smell of your pee?”
“No, Sir,” she whispered.
“Too bad, stupid bitch, because after all the filthy words you used, it is high time you rinsed out your mouth.”
He gave her only a few seconds and when she did not react he pushed her face down into the bowl.
“When I release your head, I want your mouth full or we will repeat the cropping,” he hissed.
When he did release her, her head came up and she moved her cheeks in rinsing motions.
“Spit!”
A stream of yellow spurted back into the bowl.
“You are such a filthy bitch, aren’t you, Ms Jeffers?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Take out the bowl and dump it in the chicken coop.”
She obeyed without hesitation and when she came back to the house he gave her a good rinsing with the garden hose.
Back inside the house he sat in his chair and motioned her down on hands and knees before him.
“Now, since you insist on coming back here like a faithful dog, I guess I will have to train you. So like any other dog, you will stay on all fours unless told otherwise. And you will learn a few tricks, so I can show you off.”
He paused a moment to let her digest that piece of news, then continued.
“And the first trick any dog or bitch should learn is to fetch. So you will learn this by fetching your breakfast.”
He reached into the bag he had brought with him and threw something across the room.
“Fetch, stupid bitch!”
She scrambled across, the room, hesitated for a moment, then picked it up with her mouth and brought it back to him.
“7 seconds, too slow, bitch.”
He pulled her face up, took the doggie biscuit from her mouth, then spat in her face.
“Fetch!”
He threw the biscuit again and she tried hard to get it faster.
“5.5, still too slow,” he waited. “Raise your face, bitch!”
When she obeyed he spat again. The next time she managed in just over 4 seconds.
“Good bitch, you may eat.”
She just stared at him.
“Listen, bitch. I have pampered you by letting you eat my scraps up to now, but when there are none, you’ll eat doggie biscuits like any other mutt!”
Slowly she bit down on the biscuit and munched away. When he was done he threw the next one. It landed under the table and she had to crawl to get at it. When she returned she raised her face without having to be told and received his spittle. He made her fetch until she had had 20 biscuits and her face was covered in spittle. He smiled.
“Now for a little treat. The last five, if you catch them, you get a reward.”
He threw the next one into the air and she opened her mouth, but it bounced off her chin.
“Oh well, too stupid even for that?”
He threw the next and she managed to catch three of them.
“Well 3 out of 5 isn’t too bad for a mutt like you I guess. Turn around, ass in the air and your stupid face down on the floor.”
When she had he reached out with his foot and suddenly pushed his toes into her pussy as far as they would go. She cried out, but did not try to evade. When he did it again with his other foot, she even pushed against it trying to get it in deeper. The third time she started fucking motions on his foot. He laughed out loud.
“I guess my bitch is in heat, eh? Well, you have had your rewards, now turn and lick that disgusting cunt slime off my feet.”
He made her stand in the corner for a couple of hours after that. Since she could not stick her finger in her asshole as she usually did, he told her to keep working the butt plug around. Whenever he looked over at her, she did so, but he spent some time in the garage getting the mower ready. After all Saturday was the day lawns were mowed. When he was done he shouted.
“Heel, bitch!”
She came into the garage on hands and knees.
“Ever heard of sled-dogs, stupid bitch? Well, you are going to be a lawnmower dog now. Here get into the harness!”
Some leather straps went over her shoulder and soon she was in front of the mower. She gasped, when she felt his hands on her pussy, then gasped again, when two clamps bit into her moist lips. He started the mower
“Mushhh,” he shouted grinning and she knew enough to start forward. Once on the back lawn he pulled one of the strings and saw her left pussylip being stretched back. Obediently she turned left and pulled the mower over the first strip of grass. He did not bother to pull gently and saw her body flinch each time he made her change direction, but when she tried to turn on her own at the end of each run, he pulled both strings to make her stop, then only allowed her to turn on his command. When they were half-done, he stopped her and killed the engine.
“Thirsty work, isn’t it, bitch?” he asked while getting himself a can of coke from the cooler. The glass bowl was still standing on the patio and he filled it with water from the hose, then placed it in front of her face. She did not even hesitate, but lowered her head and started lapping up the water. He watched her for a moment, then sat down on her back. Sipping his coke with one hand he started playing with the butt plug with the other. He pulled at it, shoved it in deeper, moved it around.
“You know, I could get used to having you around at times. I mean help is hard to get these days and is pretty expensive. You stay in the chicken-coop, can eat the scraps and maybe a few dog biscuits and when I don’t need you just stand in the corner for a couple of hours. And once you are properly trained, you might even save me a few dollars, when workmen come in. I mean, some of them may not be too choosy about what they fuck, eh? It may even make up for having to look at you ugly scumbag. But then, I’m not sure you will ever learn proper behaviour. Oh well, we will see.”
He smacked her ass and got up.
“Back to work, bitch.”
The lawn was finally cut by lunchtime and after another cleaning with the hose he had her prepare lunch and serve it to him the usual way. There were enough leftovers for her and when she had eaten and licked the floor clean again, he made her come over to him and stand up. Her body was still reddened from the beatings and so were her knees from all the crawling, but he could see the glistening on her thighs, were her pussy juice was running down her skin.
“I’m getting a bit bored, Ms Jeffers. I’ve had you do all the work you are able to do and I don’t really want spend more time teaching you tricks today. I guess I’ll just send you home.”
He waited, but although she obviously wanted to object, she kept her mouth shut.
“Unless of course you have another idea, how you might entertain me? Do you?”
Now that she had been asked a question she tried to speak, but apparently couldn’t think of a good reason right away.
“You… you can use me any way your like, Sir. Whatever you want, I will do. I’ll be your faithful bitch. Please don’t send me away, Sir. Please.”
She fell silent. He made her wait, then said.
”Well, tell me a few things you could do that might be useful or amusing.”
“I …. I could clean your bathroom, Sir,” she hesitated. “With… with my tongue, of course. Or… or…. If you would like to … to have sex, Sir, I could assist in any way you like. I’d be happy to take your cum on any part of my body, Sir. Ahemm ….”
She desperately tried to come up with a third suggestion. He shook his head slowly and looked at the front door pointedly.
“Please, Sir, please don’t send me away. I’ll do anything you want. ANYTHING!”
“Anything?” he repeated slowly knowing he had her where he wanted her.
“Yes, Sir, anything you want.” Her voice was hopeful and eager.
“And you will thank me for it?”
“Yes, yes, of course.”
He looked at her.
“Then why aren’t you on your knees thanking me now?”
She dropped down and immediately started licking his shoes.
“What a pathetic cunt you are. I think I will have to stop calling you a bitch then, eh? After all there are things even a bitch in heat won’t do. So what shall I call you then?”
Her tongue hardly left his shoe.
“Call me whatever you like, Sir. I am only an object to do with as you please.”
“Of course you are. But just to help you remember that, you will forget about the word I and refer to yourself as it from now on. Now go and clean the bathroom, you know how.”
She scuttled away and he ignored her for the next half-hour. Then he got up and sauntered into the bathroom. He found her on her knees busy licking clean the sides of the bathtub. She started when she heard his footsteps, but did not interrupt her work. He watched her for a few moments.
“Done the toilet-bowl yet?”
She actually blushed and whispered.
“Yes, Sir.”
“I need to take a leak, thing.”
She remembered what was expected of her immediately and worked with her teeth to pull down his zipper. He let her try and pull his cock out for a minute, but he knew it would be impossible with the tight jeans he was wearing. Sighing wearily he pulled her head away, slapped her tits a few times and freed his cock himself.
“Thank you, Sir,” she whispered and at once took the cock between her lips to point it at the bowl.
“You know, thing. It really would be a pity to soil the nice clean toilet with piss again. I’d hate to make you clean it all over again. So I’ll just use your mouth,” He watched her reaction. “Or do you object to drinking my piss?”
She hesitated, then gave a slight shake of the head and took his cock fully. He made her wait, raised her anticipation, then relaxed and felt the hot stream enter her mouth. She almost gagged, but just caught herself and swallowed. He looked down at her grinning. This slut would do anything that humiliated her. Well, he still had a few nice ideas to keep her – and himself- amused. When he was done she started sucking his cock clean until he pulled it out. He patted her head.
“Another thing you are good at. You are a decent table, a lawnmower dog, a paper holder and now it turns out you even make a good piss toilet. Not to forget keeping my ass clean. I guess you deserve a reward again. Would you like one?”
She almost beamed.
“Yes, Sir, I would.”
He gave another tied sigh.
“But you are still too stupid to remember any instructions and I am getting tired of having to punish you all the time. Give yourself 5 slaps on each tit and 5 between your legs.”
He waited half expecting her to object, but she seemed only too happy to obey. Her right hand came up under her left tit and delivered a hard stroke that made the tit bounce and shudder. She hit the same place 4 more times, then did the same with the other tit. Then she looked up at him pleadingly and opened her mouth.
“No use begging, pisshole.”
She shook her head and kept her mouth open.
“What is it then?”
“May it kneel on its two legs? That would make it easier to slap its cunt.”
He kept himself from grinning and just nodded. She thanked him and got up on her knees, her thighs spread wide. She really let her cunt have it, harder than he would probably have slapped it and the next 4 were just as hard.
“Ok, from now on this will be the standard punishment for minor transgression. And eventually you will be trained to use the whip on yourself. Now for your reward. Would you like my cock inside you, hard and deep?”
This time she really beamed.
“Oh, yes, Sir, it would be honoured.”
“Get on the living-room table, spread your legs and wait. I’ll watch a bit of that porn flick to get hard. I mean, you can’t expect me to get hard looking at an ugly scumbag like you.”
He switched on the VCR and sat down. It was a relief not having to fight to keep his cock down, but he still waited for a while, watching the movie, commenting it for her benefit.
“Now look at that chick, that’s the kind of body that gets men hard. Really nice boobs not drooping saddlebags like yours. And what a pussy. Man this is the third guy who is fucking her and she is having one orgasm after the other.”
He glanced over at the table. She was lying still, her hands by her side, but her body was shivering, her hips working in pretended fucking motions. Finally he got up and sauntered over to her. In passing he backhanded her tits, then stood between her legs. He reached out and slowly pulled on the buttplug. She groaned when the thick part stretched her, then again when he shoved it back in roughly.
“I guess your asshole will be ready for use soon,” he commented. “But for now I will have to use your other fuckhole, eh?”
“Oh yes, Sir, please.”
He smiled, then walked around the table. Grabbing her hair he pulled her body towards him until her head was hanging over the edge, then pulled it down. When her mouth opened automatically he stuck his cock in for a few inches. She seemed too confused to react.
“Now that is what I call a good fuckhole, warm, wet, soft and deep.”
He thrust forward and felt his cock enter her throat. She gagged, but he left his cock in for a second, then withdrew. Her hands came up to push him away, but he slapped them down, then grabbed her nipples and twisted.
“You stay right where you are, pisstoilet. And be thankful I stick my cock into you at all. Now hold still like a good fucktoy.”
He thrust forward again and she tried to stop herself from pushing him away. He kept hold of her nipples and pulled himself in and out by them. He saw no need to be gentle and felt his balls slap against her face each time he entered her. Soon he was fucking her face hard and deep and he felt her tongue pressing against his cock comfortably. In and out it went pounding her using her tight throat. When he felt his orgasm he pushed forward hard and deep one more time and delivered the first spurt right in her throat. Then he pulled back, forced her mouth shut with his hand and sprayed the rest on her lips and chin. He held her in place while he rubbed his cock with her hair and watched the white cream slowly run down her face towards her eyes and into her nose.
“Not bad, pisstoilet. I guess when I can’t get a real woman to have sex with and don’t want to spend money on a whore, I may even throatfuck you again. And leave your asshole for others. But then again, when I fuck your asshole I won’t have to see your ugly face anyway, so maybe I’ll bugger you, too, occasionally. Now get lost, I want some peace and quiet.”
Wordlessly she got up and made her way to the chicken-coop in the garden, but he could see the pussyjuice running down her legs.
He needed a bit of rest then and spent the afternoon reading and watching TV. When it was time for dinner he called her in again. He grinned when he saw her approach. His cum had dried in her face, but her thighs were still dripping with pussyjuice.
“Still horny, pisstoilet?”
“Yes, Sir,” she admitted.
“Let me get this straight. I make you stay in the chicken-coop, eat dog biscuits or scraps off the floor, have you rim my ass, drink my piss and give you an occasional throatfuck. Not to forget keeping your asshole filled with a big plug. And that makes you horny? Now what does that say about you, pisstoilet?”
He waited.
“It says that it is a depraved cunt-driven pisswhore, Sir.”
“Yes,” he nodded. “That seems to describe you pretty well. Now come along, we are going to have a little walk.”
She blanched, when he made her get her shoes, but nothing else. She crawled into the garage with the shoes in her mouth. He directed her to the passenger door, then spread a dirty piece of burlap on the seat.
“Don’t want your cuntslime on my seats, do we?” he grinned, then got in and started the car. Almost as an afterthought he added. “Oh, can’t have you drive around town naked, can we?”
He reached into the back seat and dropped one of his old t-shirts in her lap. When she pulled it on she bit her lip. He had cut it off himself and it now barely reached below her big breasts. She seemed to be waiting for more clothing, but he pressed the button on the garage door remote and drove out. While turning out of his driveway, he glanced over to her.
“Take you hands off your cunt at once, pisstoilet. No diddling in my car.”
She almost objected, but then laid her hands down on her thighs leaving her pussy open to view for anyone who looked down into the car. When they were driving through the small town he made a point of waving to a few people on the sidewalks. She shrunk down into the seat even though noone could see her nakedness.
He drove along the main road, through the next town and she seemed to relax a bit. Time for some action again.
“Damn, just when we are past the town I need to take a leak. But then again, why should I bother to stop. It sure has its advantages to have a car with a built in piss container.”
When she hesitated his hand flicked out and twisted her nipple.
“Hurry up, stupid bitch, or have you forgotten how to suck piss out of a cock?”
She leaned down into his lap and opened his fly. Wrapping her lips around his cock she nodded slightly to indicate that she was ready and he let go. It was a nice sensation feeling his piss streaming into a warm welcoming mouth and feeling her swallow while he was still at it. She sucked him clean and closed his fly without having to be ordered to do so.
“I’m getting kinda hungry,” he announced. “Time for dinner anyway. So let’s see what there is.”
She only looked at him uncertainly. He could almost see her thinking that there was no way he could take them into a restaurant. When he saw the McDonald’s drivethrough coming up, he slowed and turned into the driveway. Theirs was the only car. He stopped and chose the food: a double cheeseburger, a salad and a Sundae. When he had ordered he pulled forward slowly to the delivery window. A young man, probably a college kid was sitting there, obviously bored.
“Hi, my stuff ready yet?” He asked in a friendly voice.
The kid looked out.
“Will be a moment, Si…..”
He could see the guy’s eyes widening when he looked into the car. From his slightly raised window he had to have a great view of what was displayed in the passenger seat. He pretended not to notice and turned towards her. In a low voice he said.
“Bitch, while we are waiting, you have permission to play with yourself. And that will be the only time for today!”
He waited and watched her. She blushed furiously and did not make a move at first, but then two days of constant arousal got the better of her and she started rubbing herself furiously. The guy in the window almost forgot that the food was ready, then held it out with a word, never taking his eyes off the woman diddling so shamelessly. He took the food and handed over the money, then pulled away.
“That’s enough, cunt. I said, while we were waiting!”
He actually had to slap her hand away. Her whole body was shivering. He grinned to himself. Perfect timing, she most have been so close to orgasm.
He took them into a smaller road and a few minutes later pulled up in a parking lot in the woods that usually served hikers. There were a number of cars already and most of their occupants seemed to hanging around a couple of cars. Watching he started munching his cheeseburger. After a moment some of the men started drifting over to their car and Ms Jeffers started fidgeting, but she did not dare cover herself or speak. The first men arrived and grinned when they saw her mostly naked body. Some started rubbing their crotches.
“I think you should probably take off the t-shirt now and let them see those ugly saddlebags,” he drawled between bites.
Her breath ragged she obeyed and was soon sitting naked. The men took in her naked form and made some lewd comments, but when nothing further happened started drifting back to the other cars. A crowd had gathered around one of them. The car was moving rhythmically and he could see the first men freeing their cocks and beating off.
“Look at that, stupid bitch. So much valuable man juice and it’s all going to end up on the ground. Maybe you can do something about it. Why don’t you go over and offer your services as a cumdump?”
She actually looked at him aghast. He looked back.
“They are not going to rape you, are they? After all given the choice between beating off and sticking it into something like you, who wouldn’t rather jerk off? Now hop to it before the first guy shoots his wad.”
Hesitantly she got out. He followed more slowly. When the men saw the naked woman approaching, they turned and looked at her expectantly. She just stood and waited.
“You don’t expect the gentlemen to give you their gifts, if you don’t beg nicely, stupid bitch, do you?”
She bit her lips then slowly went down on her knees.
“May this stupid bitch beg for your cum, Sirs?”
There were huge grins all round and the first men approached. They had been jacking off over the couple in the car for a while already and soon the first hot drops landed on her tits. A hugely fat guy in his 50s stepped closer.
“Why should I beat my own meat, when there is a cunt like you to do it?” he drawled.
She did not even look over, but reached out and started massaging his cock. She rubbed it furiously as if she could not wait for yet another load and in due course his cum splashed onto her body. From then on her hands were always kept busy. There were more than a dozen men and those already serviced went back to watch the fucking couples in the car and then came back for seconds. Her breasts were soon dripping with man-juice and her eyes were fixing on every single cock with an obvious hunger.
It took over an hour until there were no more cocks to be serviced. One of the couple had already left, but then the other car’s door opened and another naked woman got out. She was barely in her twenties with a body to match her age. Unselfconsciously she walked through the crowd of men until she was in front of the kneeling cum-covered teacher. Chewing on her gum she grinned.
“Lookie here. If that ain’t jus’ what Ah’m lookin’ for. Got some mo’ jizzm for ya.”
She took another step and spread her legs. Slowly a huge creampie dripped from her hairy pussy onto already covered breasts.
“Why dontcha clean up ma pussy real good, bitch,” she commanded still chewing.
Ms Jeffers looked at him.
“I think I heard the young lady give you an order, stupid bitch.”
She leaned forward and buried her face in the sticky bush of hair. Slurping sounds showed that her tongue was busy. The sight alone got a few cocks hard again and the men simply grabbed her hands and wrapped them around their cocks. She started rubbing without stopping her ministrations for the young woman, who seemed in no hurry. Several cocks had dumped their now smaller loads on Ms Jeffers’ shoulders and hair, before the woman started panting hard. She grabbed the blonde’s hair and rubbed her pussy across her face then came with a deep grunt.
“What a filthy bitch,” she said scornfully, then grabbed her clothes from the car and started dressing. The show over the others got into their cars, too and left.
He had her wait for another quarter of an hour until the cum had dried somewhat, then dumped the remains of his meal onto a plastic bag and put it on the ground in front of her. Obediently she started eating.
“Should have told them to cum in your mouth, stupid bitch. Would save me a lot in food bills to feed you with cum only.” He grumbled, then ordered her back in the car. When she pulled the t-shirt back on it stuck to her body.
He drove home silently. Back in the garage he ordered her down on the floor and quickly fucked her face.
“Now get yourself back where you belong and get your beauty sleep. Tomorrow is a big day for you.”
He did not bother to explain. She would find out soon enough.
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