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Terrible Twosome!
TJ Ryder
The attractive, late-thirties teacher in her much mended
tight dress frowned as she looked at the bulletin board at Briarcliff
College, the exclusive girl's school catering to the very rich, very
bad and mostly very depraved girls of the priviledged ruling class.
Being always anxious to make some extra money since teachers
were considered on a par of servants and chauffeurs by the arrogant
wealthy girls and the pay was pitiful, she always checked out the
bulletin board for extra income opportunities.
A fellow teacher and confidante, Sylvia, who taught or pretended
to teach Biology to bored beauties doing their nails, noticed and laughed.
"Running short on cash again, honey?"
"Of course," Audrey sighed, "my car either needs a new engine or
I start walking!" She didn't mention that since her last mistress left
the college she also had to live off campus, a two hour bus ride from
the slum studio she could afford.
They walked together down the hallway, two shapely women in their
thirties in cheap dresses as dozens of gorgeous teenagers milled past
wearing diamonds and gold and Rolex watches.
"What about the detention monitors?"
"That sounds kind of boring!"
"Well, only teachers can do it for one thing, so they have to pay
you by the hour! I do two or three hours per week myself! So if a girl
has two hours of detention, you get 2 lb!" Audrey paused at that.
"Oh really? That's not so bad you know! So, um, do I put my name
on a list or something along with my schedule?"
"Yes, like that, or you can also contact the girls on the detention list
yourself and you get that from the dean's secretary!"
"Mmmm, and then what, is there like a detention room on campus?"
she smiled, "like the brig or something?"
"No, just reserve an empty classroom during the last two periods.
And Miss Agnes, the assistant Dean will drop the girls off and stop by
an hour later, to make sure they actually do it and check them off
the detention time! So they can't just show up and leave because they
would still owe the detention and you would not get paid either! And also,
she usually makes sure they only bring books with them, no radios, ipod, phones,
magazines, or anything else!"
"Gee, that sounds promising, cuz you know some of the girls, well...!"
Sylvia laughed, "that's why it's done this way!"
"It sounds easy, I correct some papers and make some money!"
"Well, ...!"
Audrey paused, pursing her full lips, "I knew there was a catch,
some bitch is going to do her nails while sitting on my face, is that it?"
Sylvia laughed!
"Not so much, but, some girls have some little games, harmless mostly!
Some will pick a certain teacher for their monitor all the time, and
we know something's going on, but as long as Miss Agnes sees nothing
it runs smooth!"
"Hmmmm!"
"I know what your'e thinking, but it works pretty well. I know your'e
in the market for a new mistress!"
Audrey blinked. "How?"
"Come on, honey, everyone knows your last one left last semester!
I'm just saying that detention is sometimes like a
kind of audition in a dominatrix-dating service for an hour, and we get paid,
and whether we sign up again or not is up to you!"
"Sooo, who's your naughty little mistress?"
Sylvia smiled, "a sophomore named Tracey if you must know. She gets
detention almost once a week because she is one hellion!"
"Does she, well... you know?"
"I am her sub in a way but mostly I just help her do her homework!"
"Are you also, ....?"
Sylvia lowered her voice, "of course I'm her slave also, but we don't
dare do that in the classroom! Anyone could peep in! Agnes has been known
to check, and besides, its 8th period!"
"Oh really, so I'm not going to get my butt whipped either!"
"Oh no. Agnes checks for anything even remotely like a whip or a paddle.
But that's not to say they don't have their nasty little tricks!"
she chuckled. Audrey arched an eyebrow, wondering just what she meant,
but her nipples got hard at the image of several scenes in her head!
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Several days later during a empty third period,
Audrey emerged from a basement ladies room in East Wing, a ladies
room notorious among toilet dommes and subs for its privacy.
Her face flushed, nipples hard and her pussy soaked
in her panties, licking her full lips as Sylvia walked by.
Sylvia smiled, "I guess you don't need to join me for lunch today,
colleague?"
Audrey smiled back, "and your'e down here for what, late breakfast?"
"Actually you ask Iv'e already dined under my mistress' porta toilet!"
Audrey sighed!
"I do wish I had my own mistress, " Audrey remarked as they walked down
the hallway.
"Any prospects? And also, you doing detention yet?"
"Actually Yes, to both, perhaps," Audrey smiled,
"you know a junior named Heather Redmond?"
Sylvia rolled her eyes, groaning. "One of the Terrible Twosome!
She's always with another domme, Stacey Lind! You didn't
pull THEM for detention did you?"
"Well yes, why not? In fact Heather seems nice! She called me up last night
and said she and her friend had an hours detention to do this week and I
told her fine, as soon as we get an 8th period room! I had the feeling she
knew I was sub also!"
"Of couse she did! Really, did she say anything else?"
"Well," Audrey paused, looking around, "she did say she only used
detention monitors who knew their place"
"Uh huh, so how's that going?"
Just then a luscious brunette teen came out of the ladies room
Audrey had emerged from and clicked by them.
"I might just need to piss after last period, teacher!"
"Just beep me Charlotte, thank you!" The women watched her shapely butt
swish up the hallway.
Audrey looked at Sylvia's silent raised eyebrow for a second.
"She has her own slave but she's an office worker off campus though!" she
added in explanation.
Audrey added, still absently licking her lips.
"As far as Heather goes, though, I mean you make her and her friend
sound so awful, but so far she seems nice and polite! I know she's
domme and of course I like that, but I think it might be off to
a good start!" Sylvia gave a non committal shrug, not believing
it at all.
"Well, who knows, maybe theyv'e changed!" she said doubtfully!
"I know theyr'e looking for a new slave since that guidance counselor
girl switched to a different school!"
Audrey smiled, thinking maybe for once I'm getting lucky!
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Unfortunately Stacey's schedule could not handle a 8th period that
day so she left a message for Heather that it would be the next day.
Walking out after the last period with her papers and schoolbooks,
she smiled as Heather and Stacey approached!
"Hi Heather, and this must be Stacey?" she smiled politely.
They just smirked, looked around to see if the dean or somebody
was noticing and Audrey sucked in her breath. Uh oh!
Stacey immediately put her in an armlock and using her knee,
forcing out her big breasts, as she gasped in pain.
"Please, girls, please!" she pleaded.
Heather slapped her across her face and frowned.
"Listen teacher, you low class cunt! You will never address us
by our first names or as girls or anything that pretends you are remotely
in our society, got that?"
"Y-yes, yes, um, madame!"
"Let's have some fun, Heather! Try her out!"
"Hmmmm," she smiled smugly, "no, she's kind of old you know!"
Audrey groaned!
"Beside she may not be worth it; let's get past
tomorrow's detention and then maybe we we'll use her!"
"Oh come on, let's do something, look her nipples are like rocks!"
Heather was tempted but she heard other students coming!
"I told you she's a cheap slut! No, I want to take my time
and we have lacrosse practice in thirty minutes!"
"SLAP!" Ooohhhh! Audrey groaned
"Remember what I said, teacher, let her go Stace!"
Audrey sighed with relief as her arm and shoulder was
released, "Thank you madame!"
"Wait till detention, teacher!" Stacey said over her
shoulder as she held Heather's hand.
"Hmmmm,' Audrey considered their retreating shapes, "am I
missing something here?" She realized she would have preferred
never to have signed up for detention monitor but now its too late.
She had to at least do this one with those two cruel queens and then,
(sigh) she could cancel the idea if it wasn't working out!
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"Working hard, Audrey?" Sylvia smiled as she passed classroom
open door between classes as she was bent over her desk
hurriedly correcting papers.
Brushing hair from her head, she looked up at he standing
in the doorway to her last classroom.
"I figure on not getting much done during detention today!"
"Good figuring! (laugh)"
Audrey sighed, 'she's pulling my chain!' she said to herself,
but her pussy was wet and nipples hard, as she looked up at the
clock, almost 3 pm, Detention period. When the bell rang,
she gathered up all of her papers and books, stuffed them into
a shoulder bag, and walked across the quadrangle to the East Wing,
third floor, which was mostly empty at 8th period.
"It's Jenkins history room!" she thought, and went inside,
went to the big teacher's desk and pulled out all her books
and papers again, hoping to have a few more minutes.
Finding it hard to concentrate when she heard foot steps in
the echoing hallway and stairwell, she was almost relieved when
she heard several steps of high heels, and Miss Agnes entered
with a clipboard followed by a demure Heather and Stacey.
"Take your seats right there, ladies!" she pointed to two
seats directly in front of Audrey's desk! Both girls did so
without protest, and Audrey smiled at them, but their faces had only
a little smug smile, she thought.
"After detention, ladies, you may retrieve all the materials
not necessary for this at the office!"
"Yes ma'am!" Heather said, her hands folded on her desk.
"And Miss Brown!"
"Yes ma'am!"
"Since this is your first time here! You may not dismiss them until
I walk by and check them off, or you and they don't get credit for it!"
"I understand!" When Miss Agnes walked off with a warning look
at the two lovelies who just looked straight ahead, their books on their
desks, Audrey noticed neither said anything until they heard her on the
second floor!"
"Well, ladies," she smiled, "I have some papers to finish correcting
but if you need any help with your homework...!" she tried to finish
when Stacey got up and walked to the door and jammed a chair under
the knob.
'Um, ..what...?"
"Oh, don't be concerned, Miss Brown. We have a spy who will signal us
when she returns, 10 minute warning!"
"Yes," Tracey smiled, standing over her now, "the door jam is just
so some moron doesn't walk in!"
'Um, I see, but...!"
"Now listen teacher! We know your'e looking for a new mistress,
and our slave moved last semester, so wer'e only bothering with you
because we need a new slave!" Heather crossed her shapely legs.
"And, what choice do you have, anyway, teacher?" Stacey smiled.
"But if you don't pass our tests, or don't want to do them,...!"
"Um," Audrey's cheeks were getting red, "well, um, madame, um, it's
true I need to move back on campus and my car...!"
"Boring!"
"Um, yes, well, in regards to what you said I think perhaps
after class, maybe someplace outside the school...!"
"Why? Wer'e right here now!"
"B-but, Miss Agnes said... and the floor is not empty you know
and ...!"
"She can't see how we can test her, honey!"
"I'll tell you what, teacher. If you do exactly what we tell you
you might be accepted as our slave and you won't get into any trouble
with Miss Agnes! I mean we could make you anyway, in fact if we weren't
needing our own personal teacher slave you would already know that,
so wer'e being very nice!"
"Very nice!"
Audrey lowered her eyes, sighing.
"So its a deal then?" Audrey nodded slightly. She can't
afford to live off campus without a good car, and besides...!
"Her panties are already soaked I bet!"
"Say it teacher! You'll do exactly what we say for the next
hour!"
"I'll, I'll, (groan) do what you say, madame!"
"Now, that nonsense over with," Heather said, "stand up
and strip!"
Audrey obediently stood up, and hesitated to unbutton the
first button on her dress!
"SLAP!" Stacey used her palm on her right cheek.
"And," Heather said sweetly, "quickly do what we say!"
"Y-yes madame!" she said, her eyes already tear stinging.
Soon her luscious buxom body was nude, feeling so strange
being in a classroom like this before two fully dressed students.
"OOoh, I told you she was a cow, honey!"
"We'll have her moo for us soon!"
"Now, bring that chair over for us. Stace, do her hands!"
Audrey was afraid they would tie her wrists behind her back
but also expected it. Looking around, seeing they had nothing
to whip or paddle her with, there were no hooks on the ceiling
or in doorframes, but of course they couldn't because they
never knew what classroom detention would be in.
Stacey brought over a stool and had her sit on it, directly
in front of Heather's student desk.
"Now, teacher, did you ever play 52 pickup?"
Audrey weakly smiled, "Is that the card game where you throw
them all over?"
"Yes," Heather smiled, "its just like that, except we don't
use cards! Now if you start making too much noise we'll have
to gag you!"
"Oh," Audrey said, "I'm sure I can handle it, madame!"
What did she mean by not using cards? And then she
saw Heather open her book bag and take out a metal box of
what she thought were cough drops, and sprinkle them
all over the shiny desk top, but they weren't cough drops.
They were tiny sharp looking tacks!
"Ooohhhhh!"
Both girls chuckled at her reaction. "And don't
be concerned about infection. We boil them after every use
so theyr'e perfectly sterile!"
"Um, madame, " she said, "some of them are on their sides!"
"Not a problem, just bend forward but press those cow tits
on the desk!"
"She's going to need some encouragement," Tracey smiled
holding her wrists as she bent her forward a little, as Audrey
stared down at the sharp little points.
"Don't push her yet, Stace, I think the old cow will do
it on her own!"
Audrey hesitated, looked into Heather's amused eyes, and
leaned forward, her big swaying breast hanging over the sharp
tacks. She went down lower, felt the first pinpricks and
sucked in her breath.
"You have to press hard to break the skin, stupid!"
Stacey smiled.
"T-thank you, madame!"
She pushed down, and the sensitive breasts now were pressing
on the desk, "AAUUGHGHHGH!" She felt them penetrating one by one,
some on their sides would not penetrate.
"AAHHHHHHH!"
"Shhhhhh, remember the gag!"
(Gasp!) "S-sorry madame!"
Her face red, sweat beginning to form on her brow,
she moved back, looking down at maybe a dozen tacks stuck into
her breasts, with a few drops of blood dripping. Two tacks
fell off.
"Not bad for a first try, now let's do some more, teacher!"
"(Groan) Y-yes madame!"
MMPPFFFFFFF! Sweat popped all over her face and breasts,
making them slicker now, the tack stuck to her slick skin,
but when she came up again, she had maybe another dozen, but
some fell off again. Now there were more blood drops on the desk
top as well as her perspiration.
"That took a long time," Stacey smiled, "let's stand up now
teacher. Come on, don't shake those tacks off cuz you'll just
have to collect them again!"
"(Gasp!) Yes madame!"
"This time, teacher, you look a little tired, so wer'e
going to let you sit down!"
"OOoohhhh!"
"Don't make Stacey force you, teacher, just make it worse!"
"No madame....!" Turning her shapely bottom to the desk, she rose
up on her toes, moving backwards, and began to lower it.
"AAAUGGGHHHHHHH!" She shuddered and writhed as her weight
pressed the desk top, feeling the pins one by one.
MFFFFFFFFF!"
"Stand up! That's it teacher, stop crying. Oh look maybe
another dozen, but oops, some are falling out!"
Several tacks fell off and bounced off and landed on the floor!
'Mmmm, you picked up about a dozen but lost almost half!"
"See teacher, you have to get them all in or you don't pass
the test! And we don't have all day!"
"Yes ma'am!"
The girls laughed as she earnestly tried to collect more,
but now her butt was pretty well dotted with embedded tacks, more
blood drops hitting the desk, and several more tacks were now
on the floor, and she was sweating pretty heavy.
Audrey gasped as she raised up, sighing in relief!
"Hmmm, that's a little better!" giggled Heather, who was leaning
back in her chair carressing her nipples as Audrey suffered.
'Let's do the stool next!" Heather shrugged.
Audrey's pussy was soaked and her nipples hard from the humiliation
and discipline, but she looked with horror as the stool
was covered with tacks.
"Guess what your'e picking up these with, teacher?"
"Oh, pl-please. ...!"
"I would avoid them touching your clitoris, teacher, because
if you cum before you pick them all, well, you won't enjoy the
doing it too much!"
"Y-yes, t-thank you, madame!"
Spreading her legs, she lowered her moist inflamed pussy lips
on the stool as both girls watched, licking her lips.
"AAAUUMMMGMGGMGMGMGM!"
"SHUT UP, teacher!"
"MMMFFFFFF!"
"That's a good slut, grind it in there, (chuckle)!"
"MMFFFFFF!" Audrey shuddered and writhed, red faced and shiny.
Finally she was allowed to rise, gasping and moaning.
'Hmmmm, got most, better than the last pig we did, honey!"
"Close only counts in horseshoes! What about those!" she
pointed to the floor!
Audrey moaned!
"I-I can't madame! Not down there!"
"Yes you can, kneel down and use your big tits!"
Blushing with shame, she awkwardly knelt with her wrists
behind her, and bent forward, her big breasts arching down dotted
with metal tacks and some drops of blood.
The girls giggled as she groaned and sobbed, trying to collect
them all, but after many minutes, the movement hurting the tacks
in her pussy and on her butt, there were still some tacks, and
a couple more fell off.
"I-I'm sorry, madames! I-I just can't get them all on,
and I can't get the ones on their sides!"
"Well, I suppose you want us to help you, teacher!" Heather
smiled.
"Y-yes, please, madame!"
"Okay, because wer'e running out of time, we will,
but we'll decide where to put them. Hmmmm" she paused, holding
up a tack between thumb and forefinger over Audrey's right nipple,
as she looked with horror.
"MMMMMFF{{FFFFFFF!" She gasped, writhing as Heather slowly
pushed it in.
"I'm doing her other nipple!" Stacey grinned. After several
more excruciating minutes, Audrey shuddered as she tried to be still
and Heather held up the last tack.
"Last tack, hmmmmm, where do you think this one should go,
teacher? Any particular place? Hmmmmm!" Audrey knew where it was
going to she just nodded, and stood up with her thighs spread,
her swollen drooling pussy and erect hard little clitoris presented.
Stacey laughed, "I think she's played this game before!"
"MMFFFFFFFFFF!!!FFFFFFFF!" Gasping and groaning, Audrey was
finally told to kneel back on the floor.
Heather smiled down at her. "Since the cheap cow came like a
sow, we should at least give her a drink! And since piss is almost
sterile. Audrey gratefull raised her mouth around Heather's creamy
pussy, felt the salty hot amber liquid hit the back of her throat.
Then she noticed Tracey take some photos with a camera, making her
blush with shame even more, naked, sweaty, tacks all over her body
drinking a student's piss.
'That's just to make sure you never get out of line with us,
teacher. Your pathetic little career in our camera!"
"And all for what, to make a few more pennies a day!"
"(Gasp) Madame...(groan)"
"What is it now!" Heather snapped, feeling like an ass suck
and maybe a cunt tongueoff and other games.
"Madame, the clock, I should begin to clean up soon!"
"Oh shit, she's right hon!"
"Oh fuck, fine, untie the cunt. And bitch I'd better
get every tack back!"
"Yes, (sigh) thank you madame!"
10 hurried minutes went by when Miss Agnes finally came in
and pursed her lips at the still red-faced Audrey sitting behind
her desk looking uncomfortable, then looked at the smug little smirks
of the girls who just pretended to be reading books. Looking around the
room she didn't see anything out of place, and finally sighed.
"Detention's over!"
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Complete illustrated story coming soon to http://www.slavex.com/
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