Part One: The Arrival

Alice had no idea who sent the package. The return address indicated a P.O. box in another city but she didn't know anyone there. She opened it with more than a little curiosity.

Her curiosity was replaced with puzzlement when the wrappings were finally on the floor and she could see the picture of the box's contents. 'Sybian for sexual gratification', it read. It looked like a tiny saddle on half a beer keg with a remote. Judging from the expression of the model in the picture 'riding the keg', she didn't need to guess at what must be happening where the models crotch met the saddle.

"Who the hell would send me such a thing", she thought.

At 26 the petite high school teacher looked as young and as fit as many of her students. Getting an occasional 'sex relief' fuck when she was in the mood was never a problem for her. Most of her male friends were very much aware of her availability. So "Who would send me a self-fucking machine?" she thought.

She picked up the box and threw it into the back of her bedroom closet. Within a few days she had all but forgotten about it. If a young man named Jason had not recently been transferred into her class, she might have forgotten about it completely.

She was young and she was a woman and she liked to be desired. From time to time she would 'play' with the young men in her class to break the boredom. Today she chose to try out the new boy, Jason. Early in the period she approached his desk and leaned over his work to give him a great view of her braless titties. She even went so far as to let strands of her hair 'accidentally' fall against his face.

" Oh excuse me", she said, touching his thigh and then moving on. Alice could see his breathing speed up and she didn't have to guess at what was happening in his pants.

" Jason, step up to the blackboard and jot down a few notes for me please." There were other boys in the class that new this routine all too well.

Jason turned as red as a beet when he stood. He quickly put his hands in his pockets to hide the embarrassing bulge in his jeans.

"You're lucky I don't make you face the class." She thought. She really enjoyed this power.

When she looked up from her desk and turned to give him dictation; her words caught in her throat. Jason was standing as close to the blackboard as he could without raising suspicion, but from his profile the young teacher could see he was trying to hide the bulge of the largest erection she had ever seen. Size was not an end all be all to her but, "wow", she thought, "that thing is impressive. Some little bimbo is gonna get ripped in half with that someday."

She couldn't take her eyes off his pants as she put him through her ritual. By the time she let the poor boy shove his hands in his pockets and sit down her panties were uncomfortably moist.

When Alice arrived home the little itch in her panties had turned into an impatient demand for relief. Jumping out of her car she ran up to her bedroom slipped out of her panties and reached into her bedside table for her favorite vibrator. Then, she paused, remembering the box in the back of the closet. "Why not?" she smiled.

In a flash Alice had the device plugged in, lubricated and ready to try out. She had picked from the many generous attachments a particularly large cock to let Jason's image feed her fantasy.

She stripped and lowered herself onto the machine. She paused to accommodate the dildo's girth and then turned the remote up to a gentle vibration.

"Holy shit", she sighed. She began to rotate her ass on the vibrating cock.

Next she reached for the remote to add the pumping action. When she did she howled "Oh my God" and bent over to quicken her pace and ride the machine with purpose.

Settling into its rhythm she was now riding and jumping on the appliance like a woman possessed.

"Fuck me Jason". She cried, " Pound that meat into me baby. Push it, push it, Aahhhhh Fuck!" She turned the remote to full and had to drop it to hold onto her mechanical lover.

Her hips rammed her pussy into to the relentless thrusts of the insatiable cock. The vibrations transformed her clit into a rock hard node that sent a regular barrage of new sensations through her quivering frame. She lost count of how many times she drenched the instrument in her cum. In her younger days she had been an avid swimmer and a fine athlete. The device tested her endurance and she was up to the challenge.

Finally, she abandoned herself to a brutal series of shattering orgasms that built in intensity until they left her moaning, panting and drooling. It was all she could do to grab her tits; squeeze them until they ached, and let herself fall off the machine. She lied next to it for hours whimpering and gasping for air. When she found the power to move; she crawled back onto her new best friend to ride some more.

"Just a little more." She told herself. But she knew from the first that she would be spending a lot of time on her knees getting her brains fucked out of by this wonderful, wonderful machine.

A few weeks later (after many people had commented that she seemed to have acquired a lovely 'glow' and had lost a bit of weight) she opened up her e-mail inbox and her world changed.

"Ms. Dee, Call me at the number below. If I don't hear from you tonight these photo's will be e-mailed to the entire faculty and student body tomorrow, signed Jason" …"P.S. The movie version is even better!"

Alice's stomach turned when she clicked open the first of a dozen attached jpg files. There she was on her fuck machine, fingers pulling at her nipples, eyes closed and mouth open. Pussy high enough above the dildo ramming into her to see her crimson engorged clit. She looked like a porn queen. A happy, randy, porn queen.

Alice bolted to her closet and dragged out the device. She examined it closely until she found a pinhole opening just towards the front of the saddle. "A fucking camera…a fucking camera!" she yelled.

She ripped at the fabric in frenzy until she found the tiny gadget hidden within. A note was attached to it. " A tiny camera, a tiny transmitter and a tiny horny teacher. Welcome to the wireless generation dumb cunt. I'll be seeing you, lots of you. Jason"

Part Two: The Toilet

Alice swallowed hard and dialed the number. She bit her lip as she listened to the phone ring on the other end.

"Hi, this is Chuck can I help you?"

Alice was surprised to hear a grown man's voice; she hesitated then mumbled, "Ummm this is Ms. Dee I was told to call this number?"

"Ahhhhh," the man seemed prepared for her; "you must be Jason's new friend; just a minute."

Alice held onto the phone breathing more and more rapidly as her imagination started to run away with her. "Jason's new friend?" she whispered to herself. Soon the man was back on the line.

"Ms Dee, your instructions have been e-mailed to you. Jason looks forward to seeing you tomorrow. Goodnight." then the man abruptly hung up.

To: Alice Dee

From: Jason Sands

Re: Assignment

Slut,

The good news is that no one wants to see you lose your job. The bad news is that you're going to have to earn it every day from now on to keep it.

Tomorrow you will come to school before classes start. Wear a light skirt. Do not wear panties and do not wear a bra. You will meet me in the East boy's lavatory on the 3 ^rd floor at 7:00AM. Be on time.

JS

Alice stared at her computer screen as her mind raced. "This is fucking ridiculous", she decided. "Jason is an adolescent for God's sake. This is like a plot to a bad Playboy story. I'll just go meet Jason tomorrow and straighten this shit out."

Confident that she could control the situation Alice went up to her bedroom and flopped onto her bed. That's when she noticed the tingling in her pussy. "Unbelievable, this crap is making me horny?" the thought even surprised her. Her eyes drifted over to her new friend. "Well," it occurred to her, "it doesn't have a camera in it anymore." She slid off the bed and leaving a trail of clothes behind her she mounted her trusty buddy. Soon she was churning her bottom to its rhythms and her concerns for the next day were washed away by several orgasms. "Fuck I really am a slut." She admitted to herself as she turned the remote to high and put her ass into gear.

She woke up a bit sore but she had slept very well; too well. The clock on the bed stand told her she was going to get to school by 7:00AM. "He'll just have to wait a few minutes, no big deal." Still, she did hurry out of a sense of courtesy.

Checking the clock down the hallway she noted that it was just a tad before 7:15. She was just outside the lavatory. As she entered Alice realized that she had never been in the boy's lavatory before. It was cavernous and seemed empty. "Jason?" she called. She began to walk past the urinals and was at the far end of the long corridor of stalls when one of the stall doors swung open and Jason stepped out. She whirled around to face him. The look on his face took her aback. He was all confidence and taller, bigger, than he appeared in class.

Hoping he didn't detect her apprehension Alice addressed the young man with 'teachers bravado'. " Listen Jason, I'm willing to for...". But she was silenced in mid-sentence as four more boys exited the stalls behind her.

Before she could react they had shoved a rag in her mouth muting her protests and wrapped her hands together behind her back with duct tape. In her panic she began to kick and struggle.

"Now now," Jason said with frightening calm "don't struggle or you'll hurt yourself more than is necessary."

Alice pulled and struggled against her bindings until she felt herself lifted off the floor from behind in a bear hug. For all her twisting and turning she had to accept that she couldn't break free.

When she had tired herself out and settled Jason ordered his companions.

"Lock the door and get her on the floor."

Alice was spun around and thrown on her knees in a flash. She looked up and was stunned at the sight of the boys removing their pants. Even as she tried to make sense of her predicament someone pushed her forward until her face hit the floor. Unbelievably the next sensation was the feel of her skirt being lifted up high on her back.

"They're not even going to give me a chance to talk to them." Was her last thought before she felt the sting of a belt on her ass cheeks.

Jason spoke, "This is for wearing panties slut." in his chillingly calm voice. He proceeded to lay countless strokes on her upturned ass through her panties until she was trembling. He paused a moment and Alice sighed a breath of relief. Then Jason barked "The next fifteen are for being fifteen minutes late" Alice buns were on fire by the time he finished and tears flowed freely down her face.

With no ceremony Jason tugged her panties off and sent the fingers of his right hand into her pussy. Alice's muffled groans began to subside as she resigned herself to the invasion. Jason's fingers were expert. Prodding, stroking, circling he finally engaged his thumb to massage her clit into a hard nub. The boys chuckled when they noticed Alice's ass rotating in harmony with Jason's hand. When he stopped Alice had an actual moment of disappointment, but not for long. Jason owned a huge cock and Alice sucked in air like a horse when she felt it begin it journey up her now soaking cunt. Instinctively Alice spread her thighs as far apart as she could, absorbing the feel of such a cock in her pussy and accommodating it as much as possible. Jason stopped his penetration well before his entire dick was inserted. He grabbed Alice by her long brown hair and pulled at it until her back arched. Then he pulled back his hips to begin a rhythmic pounding into her pussy such as she never felt before. Alice just gave in to the experience raising her rump to meet his every stroke. He fucked her like she was a mindless animal. She felt like an animal and she loved it.

The lavatory was filled with the sounds of the boys egging Jason on when he pulled out to spurt his cum on Alice's ass. The muffled moan that came out of Alice was clearly one of frustration. Jason slapped at her ass with his cock wringing the last bit of his juice out before standing up.

" If you had come on time I would have to finished you off slut…." Jason was wiped his cock off on her panties. Then he signaled his buddies that it was their turn.

Almost immediately Alice felt the next cock work its way up her cunt and heard hips slapping against her ass. The act was repeated several times. Each boy pulled out in time to spew seed on her butt cheeks and leave her on the edge of orgasm. She lost count of how many times she was fucked but she did note to herself that other than Jason she didn't even know who was fucking her. To them she was just an object to fuck. Like she fucked her machine at home

When it was over Alice was aware of her rapid panting and the sensation of gobs of cum dripping down her thighs. She felt oddly relaxed. If she were forced to admit to it, she would say that there were certainly parts of the morning that she enjoyed. Unfortunately, she didn't have time to dwell on it. The last humiliation was feeling her panties being shoved up her cunt.

Jason knelt in front of her and lifted her head up from the floor by her hair.

" Ms. Dee, you're a mess, we're going to cut you loose now and leave; your class starts in ten minutes."

They were out of the door in a flash. Alice crawled into one of the stalls to compose herself when the lavatory door opened and she heard Jason yell. "Ms. Dee, don't forget to read your mail tonight…and don't ever, ever be late again!"

The door slammed shut breaking Alice's spell. In spite of all the abuse, she was absolutely horny. "After all," she tried to rationalize, "they didn't let me come." She glanced at her watch. If she had time she would have frigged herself to finish herself off. As it was she barely had time to pull her underwear out of her cunt and clean up for her first class.

Part 3: Meet Jason's Fucktoy

Alice didn't think she would make it through the day, but she did. By planting herself at her desk and moving only when absolutely necessary she was able to put the soreness of her ravaged pussy to the side and conduct her classes. Luckily Jason would not have a class with her until tomorrow. She wouldn't be able to face him today. Still, she had to wonder with every boy who entered her class whether or not he was one of the four bastards who fucked her like a dog on the men's lavatory floor. She told herself she was outraged and disgusted but the more she dwelled on the experience the more randy she grew. By the end of the day she was sitting on a wet chair.

Exhausted when she finally pulled herself up the stairs to her bedroom that evening she almost forgot to check her e-mail. After opening Jason's correspondence she knew she was completely screwed. The message itself was frightening but the photo attachments caused her to break down into tears.

"FUCK!!! They took pictures," she shouted.

Not only did she look like a bitch in heat taking cock from obviously several different men, the photos caught her in such an attitude that she looked as if she was enjoying herself. Of course none of the male faces were showing, just their cocks. She looked at them long and hard, especially Jason's.

To: Slut

From: Jason

Re: Assignment

Slut,

Enjoy the photos. We are building quite a portfolio on you.

There is a tattoo parlor on the corner two blocks south of the school on "D" street.

Good news. Tomorrow you can have the day off. Bad news. Go to the tattoo parlor tonight at 10:30PM. Ask for Tom and tell him I sent you. Do whatever he tells you.

Be on time.

JS

Later that evening Alice sat in her car looking across the street at the tattoo parlor. She was half an hour early for the appointment. Her stomach churned as she watched a stream of characters go in and out of the shop. All the men looked like bikers, not the good yuppie bikers but the scummy ones. The women; well, she was sure they were all hookers. She watched her dashboard clock tick off every minute. She agonized over whether she should go in, what would happen if she did go in and finally what would happen if she didn't go in. She was in too deep. At 10:25PM she got out of her car and walked across the street to the tattoo parlor.

She was not prepared for what hit her. The smell was the first assault on her senses; the place smelled like a wet ashtray. Small wonder, the smoke was so thick inside the dimly lit pit that her eyes started to tear up immediately and she began to cough. When the door slammed shut behind her it seemed to her that everyone in the shop turned to look her over.

She was paralyzed in the moment until an old man behind the counter asked,

"Are you lost honey?" smiling he displayed all seven of his remaining teeth.

Alice went into automatic and responded with a deadpan "Jason sent me, I'm here to see Tom."

The attendant's face turned into one of sympathy, sending a shiver through Alice. He turned and went through a doorway covered by blankets. He was back before she could draw another breath. "This way miss," he didn't show any teeth this time.

Alice slowly followed the man through the doorway letting her eyes adjust to the darkness she walked into. She heard a buzzing growing louder and louder as the fellow led her deeper into the room towards a light; when he stopped she was standing next to a bed. A high intensity lamp threw a straight beam onto the bed and a fellow chewing a cigar butt was huddled under it drawing on what looked like "Christ that's a woman breast." She thought. Alice audibly sucked in her breath.

"Here she is Tom," the toothless attendant turned and walked back to the counter.

Now Alice could see that the nipple was the only part of the breast not covered by an intricate web nest tattoo. The 'artist' turned off his needle with a loud crack.

The woman on the bed still held her arms above her head grabbing the bedposts.

"That's enough for now Tish," Tom said.

The woman on the bed rolled over and stood up. She looked like an Amazon next to Alice. She stood at least 6' 3" tall and had big solid breasts covered in colorful tattoos. Alice could not help but notice that the woman's nipples stuck out like little thumbs. The woman stared down at Alice and smiled like a predator looking at prey.

"Down Tish, she's spoken for," Alice was actually relieved to hear Tom say that.

Tish spread out her arms full length and cracked her rib cage in a wide powerful stretch. Looking down at Alice again she whispered. "Maybe some other time." Then she disappeared into the shadows.

"Jason has an open account here, so don't worry about the cost." Tom chuckled looking over his glasses and running his eyes over Alice. She felt dirty just being under his stare.

"Let's get to it, take off that skirt and lie on the bed…buns up." Tom turned towards his worktable to change needles. When he turned back Alice had not moved. "What are you waiting for? We don't have all night." He barked.

"What are you going to do?" Alice said, but she already knew and she was almost in tears.

Tom stared at her like she was a complete idiot and spoke to her like she was a little child. "Jason sent you here for me to tattoo his brand on your little ass. Is that a problem?"

Alice panicked; saw red and screamed "No, no Fuck no, I don't care what Jason does I'm not going to have my…" Suddenly her voice was silenced.

Tish had stepped behind her, covered her mouth with one hand and grabbing her middle with the other, she lifted Alice at least a foot off the floor.

"Awww is the little teacher afraid of a little needle?" Tish taunted. "We'll just have to help you calm down." Tish threw Alice on the bed. Alice bounced and turned to get up.

Tish commanded. "Don't move!" Alice truly frightened by this huge woman froze in place. Tish turned to Tom for his agreement. "Want me to loosen her up a bit?"

"Jason said to do what we need to do…I ain't gonna fuck with her; she's all yours…call me when you're done." Tom put down his needle and left the dim little room.

Tish turned her eyes back on Alice. "You can fight this and I'll hurt you or you can go along with this and you may actually like it. Either way I'm going to have fun and you're going to get branded." Staring hard at the trembling teacher Tish snapped, "Choose now cunt!"

Alice looked at Trish's' heaving breasts and rippling arms. She dropped her head in resignation and said,"I won't fight you."

"Sorry to hear that" Tish muttered as she stepped out of her slacks. Alice's mind couldn't process fast enough what her eyes were telling her. Tish was sporting a huge erection.

The she-male smiled, leaped on the bed and said "I'm the best of two worlds babe…ain't you lucky."

No one asked Alice to get undressed this time; Tish grabbed and ripped at Alice's clothes scattering them all around the room. Flipping her onto her stomach he wrenched her thighs open and planted his face deep in her ass. Almost immediately Alice's body started to betray her…the she-male had a well trained tongue. It stroked her anus, prodded her pussy and teased her clit to distraction. Alice's buns were jiggling like a bowl of Jell-O when Tish pulled his face away and slipped a long finger into her asshole and two fingers into her cunny. Alice gasped and let out a long moan. Tish wiggled her fingers until they turned into a blur. Alice was all heaving motion; floating on a cloud of pleasure. Wave after wave of ecstasy washed over her entire body. Tish Knew Alice would need a lot of stimulation before he took the next step with her.

When incoherent sounds flowed freely out of Alice's mouth and she was kneading her own clit with her right hand; Tish knelt behind her admiring the lovely churning ass. Suddenly he spread the ass cheeks wide open and forced the head of his cock into her ass hole. Alice's head shot up from the bed and she bellowed like a cow. Tish grabbed her by the hair bending her back like a bow. She had never been penetrated in her ass before. It was shocking. At first it hurt but as Tish stroked steadily deeper and deeper into the hole Alice started trembling with delight at the sensations. Pulling her full up now Tish wrapped his arm tightly around the girl's waist and stepped off the bed. Alice hung, impaled on his cock. Her feet dangling above the floor he carried her over to a full-length mirror. Still skewered on the cock she stared at herself in the mirror. Alice never felt hornier. Tish then produced a dildo and slipped it into Alice's pussy. The effect was magical. Both of Alice's legs started to spasm in a motion like a frog hopping. Each convulsion slammed Trish's cock deeper into her ass while the dildo; sliding in and out of her soaking pussy started her on a dash to her climax. Her pumping legs went faster and faster. She closed her eyes and chewed at her lower lip.

"God, I need to come so bad," she thought between bounces.

Tish bit hard at Alice's ear; "Look at yourself slut….look at yourself and beg me for more"

"Oh God please don't stop… more… please more please… fuck fuck"…after what felt like eternity; Alice's legs abruptly locked at the knees and pointed straight down. She exhaled a long throaty "Ooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh" and her body went limp. Tish let her fall to her knees on the floor. Hips still thrusting he grabbed his cock stroked himself rapidly to orgasm and shot gobs of cum into Alice's face. He slapped his tool back and forth across her face until he was dry.

Alice collapsed a heap in front of Tish. "Ready for your tattoo session now precious?" Tish teased. Alice huffing like she just run a marathon, nodded her agreement.

Alice rolled over in bed; looked at the time on her alarm clock and decided she'd better call in sick this morning. She was in her bedroom, but had no memory of how she got there. In fact she had no clear memories past swallowing the pills Tom forced down her throat. When she stood up her body seemed to ache and sting all over. She shuffled to the bathroom but caught a glimpse of herself in the full-length mirror on the outer door. Stunned, she fell to her knees sobbing. "Bastards, those bastards, those fucking bastards," she pounded the floor with her fists.

Too sore to touch herself she raised her head to assess the damage. A ring through each nipple, a ring hanging from each cunt lip and a crimson red tattooed inscription above her now shaved pussy. It read. 'Alice - School Fucktoy' in 1" high arching gothic letters. She noticed a persistent sting on her left ass cheek. She jumped up imagining the worse and pleaded "Please, God no!!" she turned around, and looked back at her ass in the mirror. Slowly she was able to read the reversed circle brand in the fleshy part of her left bun. 'Property of Jason'.