Teacher's pet

by DavidHog

Introduction:

A lecherous old Math Teacher blackmails his sexy young student into becoming his sex toy.

DISCLAIMER #1: All sexual acts in this story occur between adults over the age of 18. I

DISCLAIMER #2: Themes of this story revolve largely around humiliation, black mail, and voyeurism. If you are not interested in these themes, please do not read. Of course, in real life much of what is portrayed in this story is despicable, and should not be tolerated under any circumstance. Hence, why this is a story of fantasy, and should not be taken seriously.

DISCLAIMER #3: While themes of the story certainly can be dark, I do try to keep things light with a certain "comic book" style. Again keep in mind that this is a work of fantasy and not everything will be fully realistic.

Enjoy! Please leave comments on what you want to see next as much of the following chapter is a work in progress. Cheers

Chapter 1:

My life was almost like a comedy at this point. I'm a single, 63 year old high school Math teacher at the worst school in the district. My best days were clearly behind me. Unlike most teacher's with as much seniority as me who would have their pick of what class they would like to teach, I didn't have such privilege. The asshole of a principal, made me teach junior remedial math, which was filled with the 10 dumbest kids in the school. These kids really were hopeless.

I couldn't much blame the principal though. I knew how him, as well as the rest of my 'colleagues' viewed me. They knew I was a socially awkward pushover who would accept whatever demeaning job they gave him.

I was on the verge of falling asleep, when I heard a stack of papers hit my desk.

"I'm all done my assignment Mr. Wilson!" a cheery voice squeaked

I looked up at Katee Owens, who was at this point, the one highlight in my life. She was the lone girl in the small remedial class, and really looked like she didn't belong. She was the only one in the class that actually cared about her education, and had a genuine desire for learning. She was hard working, and always turned her assignments in on time.

But no, this wasn't what I meant when I said that she was the one highlight in my life. What I meant was that she was drop dead gorgeous. She was a petite brunette with light skin with some freckles on her cheeks, big hazel eyes, and striking facial features.

I met her eyes as I took the papers from her "Oh that's great Katee." My eyes quickly dropped down to her bust. Even in a full sleeve sweater, her tits seemed to pop out impressively for a girl with such a petite frame otherwise.

"Thanks!" She beamed, before turning around and prancing to her desk. I took a moment to appreciate her round ass jiggle up and down through her jeans as she walked back to her desk. I looked around and saw a few of the other boys checking her out as well.

"Those bastards" I thought to myself, at least they could try to pick up a girl like that and fuck her. I could only day dream.

I looked down at the paper and chuckled. Despite trying hard, the poor girl just had no clue. I figured she must have a learning disability or something. I could tell by first glance that even the simplest problems on the first page were horrendously incorrect.

I parked my beater of a car in the old apartment building that I lived in. I made my way up to my studio flat. I got undressed and went straight to the computer. Despite the life I'm painting to you, I'm actually not that poor, from a financial standpoint, atleast. I lived below my means, allowing me to invest diligently in the stock market, which has allowed me to build up quite the nest egg. Having no children, family and few friends, I didn't really have much to spend it on either.

I did find an interest in technology as I lived through the dot-com era, and as a result have become quite savvy for a man my age. I spend most significantly on my home computer, and related accessories.

Being as tech savvy as I was, and as desperately lonely as well, I inevitably grew an increased affinity to online porn. Through my years, the perverse fantasies progressed, and I soon crossed over from mainstream porn to porn found only on the dark web. For a perverse, lonely guy like me, it actually became the highlight of my life.

The fantasy of late for me, of course revolved around the sexy jailbait teen in my class. I would browse the web for as long as it took to find a girl that looked like Katee, doing depraved acts. I would pretend that it was my little student that I was watching.

Today I was having a hard time finding some new videos that fit this fetish. As I became increasingly horny, I became increasingly frustrated. As hot as the girls that I would find online were, none of them compared to my Katee. Nothing was close to the real thing.

Just then, a thought hit me. What if I could film Katee in real life? At this point in my obsession, even ordinary footage of Katee, my dream girl, beat some cut-rate amateur doing even the most depraved acts.

I realized that I could perhaps get some more realistic footage of her myself to fuel my fantasies. It would be a gutsy move, but hey, as an old loser with no social life to speak of, what did I have to lose!

A week later, I came home to a parcel in my mailbox. I practically ran upstairs to my flat and opened it up.

This was perfect. I had to pay a pretty price, but it was going to be worth it. I had opened the package to find five high definition spy cameras. You guessed it, I was planning on planting these bad boys to get candid footage of my girl at school.

I got to work the next day 2 hours early. I moved the desks around so that Katee's was front and center. I spaced the desks far apart, so that no other kids would get in the way of the cameras. I placed a camera on all four walls and focused them in on Katee's desk. I then stacked a couple desks on top of each other and climbed on top and placed the final camera on the ceiling in hopes of getting a direct shot down Katee's cleavage.

I popped my laptop open to ensure the cameras were working. The quality was stunning. I zoomed in each of the cameras using my laptop to focus right in on Katee.

I gleefully waited for the class to start. I practically started to salivate as I saw Katee walk in and take her seat. I explained to the class that I shifted tables around to increase productivity. They either bought it or just didn't care, and they took their seats.

I put on a pair of dense sunglasses, explaining to the class that I have developed an eye problem. Again, they didn't care. Of course, this was all so that I could stare at Katee as much as I wanted without anyone being the wiser.

Today, Katee was wearing a pink spaghetti strap top, exposing her cute shoulders, neck and most of the upper half of her back. Unfortunately the front part didn't plunge too far down to show her cleavage. Her tits projected proudly forward as usual. Katee was a good girl, she didn't really dress slutty like a lot of the other girls at the school, much to my dislike.

After doing 15 minutes of obligatory didactic teaching, I asked Katee to hand out today's assignment and watched her sexy body walk up and down the room. I drooled watching her tits and ass bounce with each step she took. Each of the boys checked her up and down before taking the paper from her. She seemed too oblivious to notice.

Class seemed to fly by as I was lost in reverie watching Katee unabashed throughout the hour. The kids ran home, and I did too almost as fast. I quickly undressed and logged on to my home computer to watch the footage I had snared.

The footage was flawless. I couldn't believe I was able to look at this teen goddess from all angles as much as I wanted. I felt like I was powerful for once in my life. I cropped out clips that were especially racy. The best clip from today was when Katee handed her assignment to me and bent over at my desk, her top crept lower for just a couple seconds, exposing a modest bit of her generous jailbait cleavage to the camera at the front wall. I saved this, and eventually masturbated to my dream girl's youthful round tits.

I continued to collect clips throughout the week. I was putting together quite the compilation of my sexy jailbait obsession.

My favourite was when she dropped a pencil, and then got on all fours to look for it and pick it up. Her mid length skirt rode up her, exposing some of her sexy inner thigh. The front camera caught her delicious tits spill forward, exposing more of her cleavage as she was wearing a white blouse with one button undone. I masturbated to this clip furiously.

While these clips fed my perverse fantasy more than any porn did, it also fueled my obsession. After seeing more of Katee, from all angles, I was feeling more lustful than ever. I was feeling that I needed to take a risk to get more of what I wanted. I knew I had to take this to the next level.

After perving out looking at Katee all class, I called her to my desk at the end of the day.

"Yes Mr. Wilson?" she innocently beamed.

I looked her up and down. She was wearing a simple pink T-shirt that clung tightly to her bust and ended an inch or two below her waistline. She wore black yoga pants, that modestly showed off her juicy ass.

I talked to her sternly. "Katee I've looked at your assignments so far." I said as I handed them to her "I'm afraid you are failing the class very badly thus far."

Tears immediately began to form in the teen's big hazel eyes

"W-What?" She whimpered "But I've been trying so hard."

A part of me felt bad for her. But a part of me was happy as I knew I had her right where I wanted her.

"Now now Katee, no reason to get hysterical. It's only the beginning of the year, there is time to turn it around. But I'm afraid you're going to need serious help."

"Like a tutor?" she sniffled "some of the boys in class offered to tutor me for free!"

I chuckled. Like any of those idiots would be able to help her.

"No Katee, I'm afraid you need a lot of help. You need professional help, from an expert."

She looked up quizzically

"Mr. Wilson, would you be able to help me?"

Jack pot.

"Well I guess I could Katee, but I am a very busy man. And this would have to be after school, an hour and a half each day, I don't know if I have time."

I looked down at her.

"Please Mr. Wilson." She begged "There is no way I can fail this class. If I fail then my dad won't let me go to camp with my friends!" she went on to explain "That camp is the only place I feel happy. It has all my old friends from my old school." She whimpered

I feigned consideration.

"Katee, I guess I could, but would your father be able to afford $100 dollars an hour for tutoring? That is the going rate for professional help. After all, after school end each day, I'm no longer your teacher, I am a professional tutor."

Katee looked deflated "No sir, he is working two jobs and is barely able to make ends meet."

"Oh well, I'm sorry to hear. Because you know, if you work with me, I would personally guarantee that you pass the class."

With this she put her hands together "Please Mr. Wilson, isn't there something we can work out!?"

I paused for seemingly forever. She looked at me.

I knew that I would never have this opportunity again. I went full steam ahead.

"Well Katee, if you really want to attain my services, you're going to have to do something for me."

"OK anything sir. Do you want me to wash your car? Clean your house?"

I paused, pretending to contemplate those options.

"You know Katee, my time is quite valuable. I can hire someone to wash my car and clean my house. You're going to have to offer something unique."

"Anything sir, Anything!"

"Well, if you say so." I paused "Katee, I will tutor you an hour and a half each day, on one condition."

"Yes??" she yelped

"Katee, if you strip to your underwear for this tutoring session, I will waive the fee." I smiled, but on the inside I was dying. I was either going to lose my job, or was going to have the time of my life.

"What, no.. That's gross, and you're old." She said softly, she was clearly petrified and confused.

"Ok dear, suit yourself." I said coldly putting the papers back in front of her "as you can see, you are averaging 13% on your assignments, a pass is 60%. I wish you luck passing this class Ms. Owens."

I saw her look at the papers, and almost break down and cry again. I sensed an opportunity.

"Or, take my tutoring, with my conditions, and I will guarantee you pass."

She looked up from the paper to me, and back again.

"Think about it, would you rather go to summer school, or summer camp" I cooed

She contemplated this deeply. Finally, she looked at me.

"Fine" she whispered.

I practically felt like screaming in joy. I knew I needed to strike twice.

"Smart girl." Go ahead then, and we can start.

She looked reluctant again.

I tapped on my watch. "We have until 5:30, time is ticking."

She reluctantly stood in front of my desk. I could see her arms shaking as she reached for the hem of her T-shirt. She slowly grabbed the hem and started to peel it up. I groaned as inch by inch I saw the soft flesh of her teen tummy exposed.

The shirt almost got stuck on her bra, but with a tug she got it over, revealing her big round tits encased in a lacy blue bra. Her tits looked magnificent, even in a cheap bra, they looked like a masterpiece. They jiggled up and down with each movement. She took the shirt off completely.

I stuck out my hand, and gestured for her to hand me her shirt. She whimpered as she gave me her shirt, she knew she was stuck now. I looked at her sweet face, she was blushing, and looked terrified.

"Very nice, now the pants."

She looked at me, begging me with her eyes to spare her. I was unforgiving. I watched as she peeled her yoga pants off her ass and legs and stepped out. She was had on ratty pink panties. I salivated at her youthful thighs and legs, now fully exposed.

"Very good Katee," I took the pants from her. I put her clothes in a large drawer at behind my desk and locked it.

She was completely humiliated and was sniffling as tears were rolling down her cheeks. I told her to spin so I could look at her.

I salivated as she presented her panty-clad teenage ass to me. It was flawless. The panties were modest, and covered the majority of her cheeks, but still I could see the bare flesh of much of her luscious cheeks. Her cheeks bounced as she continued to spin and face me again.

"Good girl, this is going to be a great partnership Katee." I sneered "Now lets get to work"

I spent the remaining hour teaching her basic math, going through work sheets with her starting with elementary level math.

Of course most of the time I would be leering at her panty clad jailbait body as she worked through the problems. I watched as her tits bounced each time she used her eraser to rub out a mistake. When she was into a problem, I felt like she almost forgot the predicament she was in, and almost started to feel normal.

Every 10 minutes or so I would have her stretch in various positions. I told her it was good for her brain to do this periodically, but her and I both knew why I was really doing it. I ogled her ass from behind as I had her touch her toes. And likewise, her tits as I made her arch her back.

Finally the time came to an end. I told Katee she did great, and then gave her her clothes back. She hastily grabbed her clothes and put them on. She quickly thanked me and then practically ran out of the room.

After she left, I immediately went home and masturbated furiously to the clips I had of her in her underwear from all angles, seeing her near naked teen body contorting in various ways. After masturbating the third time that night, I still wasn't satisfied. I couldn't get the thought of this teen minx out of my head. While I was ecstatic that my plan had worked and got to see her panty clad body, It was like the more I saw of her, the more I needed her, by any means necessary.

The next day, I couldn't keep my eyes off of Katee. She was wearing a black turtleneck sweater, and, and blue jeans. However, I knew now more intimately what lied underneath. I was mentally undressing the teen in my mind, imagining what color panties she had on, and how her young tits looked in her bra today.

Katee, usually bright and chipper, was squirming around awkwardly in her chair today. She refrained looking at me. She knew that I was leering at her underneath my the veil of my tinted glasses.

I smirked as seemingly every few minutes, one of the boys in the room would sneak peeks at her. I knew that given the chance, every one of these Neanderthals would tear Katee's clothes off of her and fuck her like an animal. It gave me satisfaction in knowing I had seen what lied underneath that sweater and jean, and they didn't.

The class finally ended, and one by one the students left the room leaving only Katee behind. She slowly made her way to my desk.

"Ahh Katee, lovely sweater, time to take it off for your next lesson."

She looked at me for a moment, before somberly taking off her sweater. I groaned as I saw her flesh revealed inch by inch as she peeled her sweater off of her. Today she had on a black polyester bra that was tearing at the right strap. That tit almost seemed to hang half an inch lower than the left.

I licked my lips, and then motioned to her jeans. I salivated as she stepped out of her jeans swiftly, revealing her round ass to me clad in some cheap black panties.

I looked her up and down, and smiled. She was looking down, again avoiding eye contact.

"Can we just start the lesson now?" she said quietly

"Well Katee, I'm afraid my price has gone up. I'm going to need the bra and panties as well today." I sneered.

She looked at me and met my eyes for the first time all day.

"What? I can't.. you didn't say anything about me being naked. No one has ever seen me naked.."

"Well I changed my mind dear."

She paused, before looking up at me fiercely.

"You know what Mr. Wilson, I don't need this. I don't care if I fail.. I would rather not go to camp then strip naked for a pervert like you!" she said with the most amount of conviction I have ever seen from her.

Luckily for me, I was prepared for such a response.

I looked at my desktop computer, made a simple click, and then turned the monitor her way.

"I was hoping it wouldn't come to this dear." I soothed

I watched as she saw the video on the monitor. It was compilation I edited late last night of her underwear clad body in various compromising positions. Multiple Clips of her perfect tits and cleavage bent over, and her round ass with her panties being sunken up into her ass crease were playing in front of her. Her eyes widened in fear.

I let the 10 minute video play as I spoke.

"One click dear, and this video is hitting the inbox of every student here, uploaded to every porn site online, and of course being sent to your poor old dad."

I watched as tears started to stream down her face. The poor girl was petrified, understandably so. I watched as her dumb little teenage mind tried to come up with ways out of this.

"B-B-But you'd get in trouble!! You'd get fired and my dad would make sure you ended up in Jail."

I had rehearsed for this. I smiled "You're right dear, I would. But hey, I've lived a good life. I'm just a lonely old man. I don't care if I go to jail, I have nothing to lose.

But YOU on the other hand, my dear you have your whole life in front of you. Do you really want to be known as a whore who stripped to her panties just to pass a Math class? You'd be ruined girl"

I paused before continuing. I knew my words cut her deeply.

"Just let me have what I want, do as I say, and all of this will stay between us. I get to see you naked, you get to pass the class and go to summer camp. And by next year, both of us forget that this ever happened." I soothed

She thought about it. I could see her pondering. I knew she couldn't believe that she was in this position, but I also knew that she really had no way out. Of course she could call me on my bluff, but the truth was I really didn't care what happened to my life. At this point, the prize was worth whatever risk. I was so lustful for her, I really didn't care about the rest of my life. I had to have her.

She replied softly

"Fine, but just for the rest of the school year"

I wanted to jump up in joy. But I kept my composure.

"Smart girl. Now get to it."

I watched as she slowly reached for her bra hooks. With great trepidation, she finally unhooked her bra. I could see the release of tension on her tits the moment she unhooked it. She looked at me petrified, holding her bra in front of her tits.

"Drop it."

With a sigh, she did so.

I almost came at the sight of her perfect teen tits. They were big, and must have been D cups, but looked even bigger as they contrasted with her slim frame. The flesh underneath her bra was pale compared to her the rest of her sun kissed skin. She had pink nipples. I was astounded how perfectly her big tits rested on her chest.

I motioned for her to come to my side of the desk.

She slowly did. I marvelled at her tits, now just a foot away from me. Instinctively I put my hands around her tiny waist. She pulled back, but I forced her in towards me with ease. I imagined that I probably had close to 150 lbs on her.

I wrapped my left hand around her waist, and with my free hand I stroked up her tummy and started groping her left tit.

"No please. What about tutoring!!" She pleaded as tears rolled down her cheeks.

I ignored her pleas, and started groping her tit to my pleasure.

"Please, a girl with tits like this doesn't need to learn math. She just needs to learn how to be a perfect little slut." I sneered as I played with her nipple, and squeezed her tits relentlessly.

I loved the youthful feel. It had been decades since I had big tits in my hands, and never as nice as this. At this point, I knew I was being driven into frenzy. Her pleas seemed like they were coming from underwater I was locked in on her. I pulled her in closer and engulfed her tit into my mouth. I sucked her jailbait teenage tit like a starving baby hungry for milk. It felt surreal, I couldn't believe I was doing getting to do this with my dream girl.

With my other hand I instinctively started groping her luscious ass. It was doughy in my hand, but also resilient. I couldn't help but give it a few sharp smacks whenever Katee tried to pull away from me.

I brutishly tore the teen's panties off. The cheap fabric ripped easily, exposing her naked ass to me. I continued to grope her ass, now inching towards her anus. I smacked her ass every time she resisted, causing her to squeal and momentarily give in. All the while, I continued to feast on her delicious tits, leaving my slobber all over her neck and tits. I had truly transformed into a mindless animal, focused on one thing only.

My hands were both now on her bare ass cheeks, splitting them apart, squeezing them with all my strength. I instinctively made my way to her teen pussy with my right hand. Without a second thought, I inserted my finger into her pussy. She moaned in pain. I couldn't believe how tight she was. Just two of my fingers were struggling to move in and out of her pussy.

With my other hand I made my way to her tight ass hole and started circling it. I gently inserted my index finger. She scream out loud and instinctively tightened her ass hole sphincter on my finger. It felt like I was in a vice grip, but I managed to keep advancing my finger. She gasped in pain with each inch.

My other hand was fingering her pussy mercilessly, gently causing her dry pussy to start to lubricate itself.

Here I was with her right tit in my mouth, biting her nipple, fingering her pussy and having my index finger knuckle deep in her tight asshole. I knew it was only a matter of time til my dick was about to explode.

She momentarily gave a sigh of relief as I let all of her orifices go. This was short lived as I picked her up and forcefully put her face down over my Teacher's desk.

"Stick your ass out whore." I said as I gave it a smack.

She did as she was told, she had no choice.

She spread her legs wide, and stuck her ass up off of the wooden table. Her back arched, as her tits we're smushed against the cold table. I told her to look up and keep her face pointing towards the back wall at all times.

I wanted the camera on the back wall to get a good view of her sweet innocent face during this.

"Please no, Please no, not like this!!" She wailed.

I gave her several sharp spanks "Quiet whore." I sneered.

I split her ass cheeks apart and forced my thick 8 inch cock into her teen pussy. I felt a pop, as she screamed in pain. My generous belly rested on her ass as I started to further impale her.

Luckily the annex we were in was far away from the school, so I was hopeful that no body would hear this. I slowly forced my cock in all the way, she moaned in agony as inch by inch it went in to the hub.

I grabbed a fistful of her thick silky brown hair and yanked her head back as I started to thrust in and out of her tight pussy. She was in agony, I was in heaven. Her tight pussy was like a warm vacuum on my cock. I felt like I was impaling her.

I yanked her head back with each thrust with a grip of her hair. With the other hand I reached underneath her to grab a fistful of tit flesh. I couldn't help but yank and squeeze harder as I came closer to orgasm.

As much as I wanted it to last forever, I knew it was going to end soon. With a final thrust, I came deep inside her pussy. I could feel the warm cum flooding out of my dick. I stayed in her for minutes afterwards. I could hear her sobbing, which I imagine was partly in relief.

Finally, as I felt my cock start to shrink, I took myself out of her. Cum, a subtle streak of blood dribbled down her thigh. I smiled in great satisfaction, as I confirmed that I took this sexy teen's virginity.

She lied there, almost motionless. I knew her head must have been in a whirlwind. I didn't show her much mercy.

I took her clothes out of my locked cabinet, walked to the front of the desk and threw them on the ground.

"Lesson's over. You passed today, but I'm going to be expecting more tomorrow." I said sternly

She looked up at me, tears in her eyes and rolling down her cheeks. She was in disbelief. I knew what she was thinking. What more could I possibly expect?

She slowly put her clothes back on in silence. I could tell she had run out of tears for today. She simply looked down.

I reached into my cabinet again, and gave her a small shopping bag. She took the contents out of the bag, with a quizzical look on her face.

One by one, she pulled out a skimpy backless 'around the neck' pink halter top, a pair of skinny jeans that were a size too small for her, a white lace thong and a matching strapless white push up bra from Victoria's Secret.

"On top of being my personal sex toy every day after class, you're going to be my play thing during the day too." I sneered "You have terrible taste in clothes dear, so I'm going to be dressing you like the little slut that you are." I sneered

She continued to look down in shock at the clothes, trying to digest everything that was being thrown at her.

I sneered "Don't worry. You can keep the clothes. I'll find ways for you to pay me back after class tomorrow."

The End

Part 2:

I woke up the next morning to an email. It was from Katee's father. My heart raced as I opened it.

"Dear Mr. Wilson, I can't tell you how much I appreciate you tutoring Katee for free. As you know, I work multiple jobs as a single dad, and can't afford to pay for tutoring. But it just makes me so happy to know that there are people like you out there who would go the extra mile to help their students out. I am forever grateful!"

I smiled as I read his email, and exhaled a sigh of relief.

"No problem, as a teacher nearing retirement, I cherish the opportunities to help a struggling student. Just so you know though, Katee is quite behind. I might even need to extend her daily tutoring sessions to ensure she will catch up to the other kids.

And don't worry if some days she comes home exhausted, dejected, or even crying. The poor girl is having a hard time adjusting to just how far behind she is, and to her new work load.

No fear though, I will not rest until I see the progress in Katee, that I am looking for.

Sincerely yours,

Mr. Wilson"

As I finished sending the email to Mr. Owens, flipped the footage on my desktop and masturbated to a clip of me taking his daughter's virginity, doggystyle, the day before.

I got to work and eagerly waited for class to begin. I watched as one by one, the class filled up with the 10 usual boys.

I had instructed Katee to come 5 minutes late, as to make a grand entrance. She was told to wear a long coat, and to take it off outside the trailer that served as a class room.

My dick twinged as I heard the door knob open. The class full of boys almost gasped as Katee took her coat off after walked in with the outfit I had forced her to wear.

She was wearing a tight light pink 'around the neck' halter top. It left her completely backless, save for a small tight band that that wrapped around her lower back and waist. From the front, the "V" plunged deep, exposing a generous amount cleavage, which was propped up by a strapless white push up bra.

She wore a tight fitting waist high pair of white jeans that seemed skin tight around her ass. Her ass cheeks were jiggling with each step. Her halter top was tucked into her jeans, so not an inch of her ass was covered by a low hanging top.

I looked around, the boys were all openly gawking at the sexy teen in front of them, who all of a sudden was dressed sluttier than they had ever seen her before. I could see that Katee was very uncomfortable, and she ran to her seat.

"Not so fast Ms. Owens. You're late." I said sternly "So as punishment, you're going to write the math problems on the chalk board for the class all day today."

I could hear the boys almost cheer.

Slowly, the scantily clad Katee got up in front of the class and made her way to the chalk board. She grabbed a white piece of chalk.

I instructed her to start at the top, and get on her tip toes. I looked at the class, and noticed that each of the boys eyes were focused on her perfect ass, being put on display for them.

I was getting hard knowing that I was exposing this innocent girl to these Neanderthals. I knew that no matter how much they wanted to have her, that she was all mine. I liked showing off my fuck toy. For once in my life, I had a feeling of control. That was almost as exciting to me as Katee's sexy jailbait body.

She wrote the problems up that I read to her.

I had her bend over, as she started to reach the bottom of the board. This caused her ass to stick our further. I could tell the boys wanted to bum rush her now and gang bang her. The fear of me, or rather the consequences I could bring, was the only thing stopping them.

When she filled the board, I had her turn around. The boys almost awed in unison as they now had a front view of her cleavage which was propped up for them. I asked for volunteers to answer each question. They would get the chance to walk up to Katee, she would give them the chalk, and they would write the answer up, and then give it back to her. The boys were practically tripping over themselves to answer the questions. I had never seen this before!

One by one, they made no effort to hide their leering gaze as they would check her out head to toe, and would often stare right into her cleavage as they took the chalk from her.

In the afternoon, I had Katee hand-out the assignments for everyone. I had her walk slowly up and down each aisle, giving the boys ample opportunity to check her out. Katee began to sit down and take an assignment herself.

"No No, not for you Katee. Due to your struggles with the previous assignments, I will work through your assignment personally with you after class." The boys looked at each other and smirked. I knew this must have been further humiliating to Katee, she blushed, as giggles were heard throughout the class.

I went on "I want you to help me. My hip is killing me. So you stand at the front of the class, and if your classmates have any questions, I want you to attend to them and relay the question back to me."

Katee nodded silently, dejected. The boys looked at each other, sensing opportunity. It wasn't but for a couple minutes in to the assignment, when a boy raised his hand up. Katee walked over to him. He whispered into her ear, looking right into her cleavage as she bent forward to his ear.

She walked to me and relayed back the question, which was a simple enough clarification for one of the problems. I whispered to her

"I want you to bend over more over his desk, stick you tits directly in front of him, as you whisper the answer to him." I said as I added in the clarification.

I watched as Katee reluctantly did what she was told. She bent almost 90 degrees over the boy's desk, and stuck her tits mere inches away from the boy's face as she extended her lips past his face and whispered the answer into his ear.

The two boys in front of her made no attempt to hide their gawking at her ass which was bent over in front of them.

Some of the boys snuck looks at me, in between gawking at Katee. I of course, pretended to be completely oblivious. This encouraged them further. One by one, they took turns asking her questions to get their own up close and personal interaction with her.

The class flew by and the bell eventually rang. The boys took a few more longing looks at Katee, before gathering their things.

"Good work today boys." I said "Going forward, for as long as my hip is bothering me. This will be the format of the class. Due to her mental challenges, Katee will not participate in class assignments, but will earn extra credit by helping the rest of you learn. And from now on, any one of you boys that doesn't do their homework assignments and get at least 50%, will have to re-do the assignment outside of the class while the rest of the boys are doing their work inside."

I knew exactly the implications that this had. I knew the boys would be more motivated than ever to do well, as otherwise they would miss the show put on by Katee each day. I also chose my words carefully. I wanted them to stop viewing Katee as a peer, and start to view her more as an object.

As the boys we're leaving I said loudly "Come Katee, I'm going to cherry pick some easy problems that even you might be able to get."

Some of the boys chuckled as they left.

Katee came to me, blushing, with tears welling up in her eyes.

She looked so fucking sexy in her outfit. Here she was teasing me all day, I had a boner since early in the morning. My sexual anticipation was through the roof. I quickly locked the door.

I turned to her.

She was crying "Why did you embarrass me like that. They're all gonna think im stupid."

I sneered "You are stupid. You're a stupid little slut. But that's ok, I'm going to teach you to embrace who you are and what you are meant to be."

She winced at my cold worked. I licked my lips as I put my hand around her waist and stroked her bare back.

"I've been looking at your tits all day. Time for daddy to get a taste." I peeled her halter top off and tossed it to the floor. Her tits looked immaculate. She was in a lacy white push up bra that made her tits look enormous on her small frame.

I admired her top heavy figure, exaggerated further by the bra. I forced her down to my knees in front of me as I whipped out my thick cock. I admired the eagle's eye view of her cleavage as the teen knelt before me.

I held her by the hair tightly and slapped her cheek with my hard dick.

"Now you're gonna suck my cock like the whore you are."

She winced as my cock slapped her face.

Tears rolled down her face, causing the mascara I had her apply to run, but she knew she had no choice. Although she was disgusted, she forced herself to wrap her soft lips around my lecherous cock. I guided her through giving her first ever blow job.

Despite some rough patches, the feeling of this teens warm mouth and tongue on my cock was too much to handle. When I felt ready, I took my cock out of her mouth and erupted all over her sweet face.

I laughed as I took my camera and took several pictures of her before she even knew what hit her.

She moved to wipe the cum off of her face, but I stopped her.

"A good whore leaves her master's cum on her face until she is instructed to clean herself."

I could tell poor Katee was in shell shock.

I got her onto her feet and swiftly unclasped her bra, letting her jailbait tits fall free from their entrapment. I similarly stripped her of her jeans and thong.

"Now daddy needs some time recover for round two. Why don't you make yourself useful and tidy up the class room."

I sat in my chair and watched the naked teen sob as she went aisle by aisle, clearing up loose paper, and trash. I couldn't imagine what was going on in her head.

Just a couple of days ago, she was a naïve good girl that was excited that her Math teacher was giving her free tutoring. Now she was a depraved slut cleaning her classroom naked with her 63 year old teacher's jizz dripping down her face.

Watching this jailbait teen clean the room naked roused me quicker than I thought, I grabbed her naked body and sprawled her over the desk again. I split her legs up so that her feet were beside my head, resting on my shoulders. I started fucking her tight pussy. For as good as her mouth felt, nothing compared to her young pussy.

I put my mouth onto her tits again intermittently while I was fucking her. These sexy tits were turning me on all day. Eventually I came deep in her pussy for the second time in 2 days.

I had her get dressed, and gave her another bag containing her outfit for the next day, as well as a gift. She reached into the bag, and her eyes widened as she pulled out my gift. It was a studded, 10 inch dildo and vibrator.

"That's a present for you, like the good slut that you are." I sneered "You see, to turn into a degenerate whore, you need to do a bit of homework. So instead of hitting the books, I'm going to be sending you porn to watch every night, and every morning before class. I want you to make yourself orgasm with this, while watching the porn. You're going to video tape yourself and send me a the proof each night."

She cried as I read her her instruction.

"Don't worry girl, it's a lot easier than math." I jeered

She simply nodded in defeat, and left the room.

Chapter 3

I got to class early. I had fallen asleep after jacking off to a video of Katee fucking herself with a monster vibrating dildo. I made her masturbate to a video of a girl getting double penetrated. I was sure that this was the first time sweet Katee had watched porn. It made me so horny knowing that I had so much control over this once innocent teen, forcing her into degeneracy each day. This morning, I sent her a video of a slender blonde getting fucked roughly while in BDSM. Again, I made Katee send me proof of her watching the video and fucking herself with the vibrator. I watched this in class, knowing that Katee would be here in just half an hour.

Not a single boy missed handing their assignments that morning. I had told them before that any student that missed handing in their assignment would not get to attend class.They even all got there 10 minutes before class started, not wanting to miss Katee's entrance to class that day.

The class groaned in awe as the door knob twisted and Katee walked in and took her coat off. I had her wearing a matching white crop top and mini skirt combination. Her crop top clung to her shoulders, before plunging deep down forwards, putting her tits on display, that were propped up by a thin laced under-bra. The top ended with a thick band just below her tits. There were thin laces that tightly wrapped around her otherwise exposed torso. Essentially, her lithe midriff was completely exposed. I had her wear a crystal stick-on belly ring on her navel.

While the top was unbelievably sexy, the highlight of this outfit was the sexy matching white pencil mini skirt that she wore. It started at her waist so that her entire midriff was exposed. It wrapped tightly around her ass, ending just inches below her ass cheeks, leaving her long legs fully exposed. The material was almost see through, so that you could swear that you could make out the skin of her underlying cheeky ass.

I got her matching white pumps to wear, so her ass would stick out even more.

"Well Katee, what you lack in smarts, you make up for in style." I sneered.

The boys laughed, leading to her further humiliation.

I asked Katee to once again write the problems for the morning on the board. As she stood on her toes again, her mini skirt crept up, getting tantalizingly close to showing the bottom of her fleshy ass cheeks to the class full of boys.

As she bent over to write problems on the bottom part of the chalk board, I heard awes in the class as I was sure the boys were now getting a glimpse of her silk white thong and inner thighs.

It was short lived, as Katee quickly propped up, much to their dismay.

"Katee, come here dear." I said as I watched Katee come to me. I decided to put on a show for the boys.

"Silly girl, you got chalk on your chest." I laughed as I grabbed a thin cloth.

I positioned her so she was facing the class as I had my back to them. I grabbed the cloth and started to wipe some chalk powder off of her chest. The class was in shock, as Katee let me clean her chest with no objection.

Truth be told, using the chalk towel, I was putting more chalk on her skin than I was removing. I quickly moved lower, and started wiping her cleavage directly, reaching in ever so slightly to wipe the youthful flesh of her tits. I gave her some nudges, causing her tits to bounce for the class in her slutty crop-top.

I decided to put an end to the show before it got too out of hand. The morning went on like yesterday, the boys rushed up to answer the questions, to get closer looks at Katee of course.

In the afternoon, I once again had Katee give out the assignments, and relay questions from the boys to me, and back again, feigning that my hip was limiting my mobility just like yesterday. The boys were now freely gawking at her tits and ass, making no reservation to consider their 'classmate's' feelings.

Half way through the assignment, I gave Katee a special task.

"Katee, since you're too dumb to do this assignment, be a doll and scrub the floor while the boys are working." I hissed

Giggles once again rang through the class, humiliating Katee. I handed scrub and bucket her. I asked her to crawl on all fours by each boy's desk.

I watched the jailbait teen solemnly do as she was told. As she crawled on all floors through the aisles, the boys had an impeccable view of her tits hanging down as she bent forward. As she slowly passed them, the boys would turned around and be greeted to a delightful view of her bare thong clad ass, as her skirt would inevitably ride up and show some of the delicate material of her thong.

"Katee, can you clean under my desk, I spilled some juice there earlier." One of the boys said as Katee approached his desk in the right side of the classroom.

The boys looked at Katee, and then at me. This was the first time one of them had given her a command.

I said nothing, so Katee eventually crawled underneath his desk. Her mouth was by his feet, and her ass stuck out and was the only thing visible to me.

The boy smiled at his neighbor. All eyes were on her amazing ass sticking up and out. The skirt had risen, exposing much of her inner thighs, and giving some a view of her thong and ass cheeks. The boy's desk was at the right front corner of the room, so Katee's ass was facing the entire class.

I saw as some of the boy's even stood up on their chairs to get a peek. Of course, I was pretending to be oblivious to all, staring at my computer. I was looking intently at the situation though, through my thick sun glasses.

I saw the boy give a couple of the others a devious smirk, as he gently took the thin hem of the skirt between his fingers and gave it a quick tug, causing the mini skirt to suddenly give way and recoil to Katee's waist. Suddenly awes rang throughout the class as Katee's bare thong clad ass was exposed to the boys.

Either she wasn't aware of it, or she had just given up, but Katee went on scrubbing the juice off the floor like nothing had happened. Each time she moved, her juicy ass cheeks would jiggle, much to the delight of the class.

It wasn't long before lust took the boy over, he lowered his left hand again, and let it rest on her bare ass, before giving one of her ass cheeks a pinch.

Suddenly, she snapped up "Hey watch it you pervert!" She yelled.

I immediately sprang into action, sensing the opportunity to futher sexually humiliate the poor teen. "Katee! Stop distracting the boys. Just because you're too dumb to do the work, doesn't mean you should distract the boys who are trying to work"

She instantly looked down in dejection. "Yeah you slut" One of the boys chimed.

I decided to ignore this and again looked at Katee

"Now Katee, say sorry."

Katee looked like she wanted to cry. Here she was, objectified in front of a room full of her classmates, being forced to apologize to a boy how pinched her ass. She took a sigh and simply said

"I'm sorry Billy."

I looked at Billy. "Billy, I'm sorry Katee upset you. She really doesn't know any better. Is there anything that she can do for you to make it up to you?" I cooed

Billy smirked "I'm really upset Mr. Wilson.. Sometimes when I mess up and make my siblings, my parents spank me.."

I laughed. I was so horny watching Katee crawl around in her slutty outfit, especially looking at her ass in that tiny tight skirt. I really wanted to get a feel of her ass. And to do it in front of the class, it would be so degrading for her. I threw caution to the wind, as I replied to the boy

"I think I know what you're getting at son" I said as I moved my chair up in front of my desk and sat down on it.

"Now boys, from here on out, you must promise me, that whatever happens in this classroom, stays in this class room." I smiled "A single person talking about this outside of class might get our friend Katee in real trouble"

The boys all nodded in agreement, as the looked at me in excitement. They vowed to me that if a single person ruined this, they would band together to say that he was lying, to protect our 'special situation'.

"OK Katee, come here for your spanking, some old school punishment." I said with glee.

"You can't be serious" Katee exclaimed

"That's it, you just doubled your spankings!" I yelled. The class roared in approving cheer.

Katee cried as she made her way over to me. I took her and bent her over my lap, sticking her beautiful ass up in the air so it was facing the class. In one swift pull I pulled her skirt up, exposing her ass to the boys.

"Count to ten boys." I said as I gave her a hard smack on her cheek. I wound up again delivering a smack on the other cheek

The boys were counting aloud with each smack. I watched her perfect luscious ass cheeks jiggly violently with each brutal spank. I paused in between each blow, slowly appreciating her perfect ass getting more red between each spank. Katee yelped like a helpless puppy with each spank. I looked up at the boys, they were practically salivating, mesmerized by her hot ass getting spanked.

As I got to ten, Katee was bawling. Her ass cheeks were a deep shade of red. I could tell that this was her first spanking.

I gave her one more hard smack. "And one for good measure!"

She yelped loudly, the boys laughed.

With that class ended. The boys thanked me for my efforts, and left one by one.

I locked the door, and turned to my prey, who was angrily looking at me.

"How could you! You're ruining my life." She screamed

I walked up to her and bent her over the table, shoving her face roughly onto a stack of papers on my desk. I wanted to remind her who was boss, as her bit of defiance angered me.

"You haven't seen anything yet you little slut."

I pulled her skirt up, looking at the reddened ass facing back at me.

"This ass has been driving me crazy all day." I said as I was pretty much salivating.

I bent to my knees, and slipped her thong down to the floor.

I massaged her perfect jailbait ass cheeks in my hands, salivating at the site before me. I could hear her whimpering on the other side of the desk. I split her juicy ass cheeks apart, exposing her tight pink asshole, which was practically winking at me.

I dove face first into her ass that had been on perfect display all day. I buried my nose in between her ass cheeks. I smelled the sweet aroma of her ass hole. I stuck my tongue out and gave it a lick, sending shivers down Katee's spine. I spanked her reddened ass as a way of telling her to calm down.

Her ass hole tasted delicious. I gave it a deep sniff, before licking it again. This time I tried holding it open, and tried to slip my tongue inside the teen's rectum. Again she shivered, and again I smacked her ass. I buried my tongue as deep into her rectum as I could. She tasted magnificent. I was again being sent into frenzy.

To make more room for my tongue, I quickly withdrew myself and stuck two fingers into her now lubricated asshole, this caused her to scream. I quickly fingered her ass, before spreading it open again. I again buried my tongue inside, getting it deeper in then before. I tried to lick each wall that I could. My hands were groping her luscious cheeks all the while.

When I felt like I needed to come out for air, I stood up. Still having the delicious aroma of her ass encasing my nose. I split her ass cheeks apart and forced my dick into her ass. I could almost feel tearing, as it was stretching with each inch I pushed in. Katee was wailing in pain, begging me to stop.

I forced the entirety of my cock into her ass. I pulled her head back by the hair to assert my dominance over the teen as I impaled her ass hole.

I slowly started to thrust, in and out. Her asshole has a vice grip around my cock. Either through my saliva, or my precum, the pathway was getting more lubricated. I was able to thrust a bit more, causing her to moan in pain with each blow.

From all of the built up anticipation throughout the day, I couldn't take this anymore. I jammed the full length of my cock into her ass, and erupted.

I slowly withdrew, a sluggish trail of cum was leaking out of her ass hole.

"I imagine it'll take you a few days to get that out of your system" I sneered.

I gave her the gift bag with the assigned outfit for the next day, as well as another gift. I saw her reach in and again look at the bag quizzically.

"You see, I knew I would love fucking your virgin asshole, now we just need to get you a bit more used to accepting my cock." I sneered as I saw her take a six inch black beaded dildo in her hands.

"Tonight, you're going to watch hours of anal porn that I send you, and you will make yourself come by fucking yourself up the ass." I commanded

She simply put her head down as she put her slutty outfit back on. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she gathered her things and left the room promptly.

Chapter 4

I got to work early again. I watched a video that Katee sent me early that morning. She was lying naked in bed, and was using the 6 inch dildo I had given her to fuck her asshole, while watching hard core anal porn of a black man fucking a petite blonde teen up the ass. She did this for 20 minutes or so before reaching orgasm. I masturbated furiously to this video. Just last week, Katee was a sweet teen virgin. And now, here she was, forced to send videos of her fucking herself up the ass to a perverted old man! It was all part of my plan to mold the once innocent teen into a depraved slut that I could force to do whatever I wanted.

After I cleaned up, the boys started to roll in. As routine, Katee would come in a few minutes later after all of the boys were in the class.

The boys were not disappointed at what Katee was wearing that day. It was the most deviously sexy outfit that I had made her put on thus far. She dropped her coat, and the boys were in awe.

She was wearing a variation of the "sexy schoolgirl" outfit. She had a black top with pink trim. It wrapped around her shoulders, and then the fabric came together just below her tits in a knot. It functioned to pull up her tits into perfect position, and expose all of her cleavage, and midriff again. She had a pink strap collar around her neck, giving herself a symbol of naughty obedience.

Below she had a matching black and pink flannel miniskirt which wrapped around her waist, covering just below her ass cheeks. The skirt was loose and frilly so with each step it would float up a bit giving us a view of her pink thong clad ass. She had on matching pink high socks that came up to below her knees, and black pumps.

She looked like she had walked out of the centerfold of a Hustler magazine.

I chastised her "I'm liking your style more by the day girl."

The boys laughed.

Katee, by now knew her routine. She wrote up a list of problems on the board again, with the boys.

"Today boys, I'm gonna give you a challenging round of problems, since you have been so good recently with your home work and assignments. So Katee, if one of the boys gets it right, I want you congratulate him with a big, tight hug."

This got the boys' attention. They were practically fighting over each other to answer the questions. Truthfully, the questions were a bit harder. So two boys tried, and went back to their seat in defeat, before one finally got the correct answer.

He, one of the shyer boys, turned to Katee. She shyly smiled and offered him a hug. He wrapped his arms around her bare waste. His arms lingered.

I had instructed Katee over text to not break off the hugs before the day started.

His hands soon stroked her waist and made their way down to her ass.

The boys started to cheer him on. With their cheers behind him, he squeezed her ass gently.

"That's enough" I chuckled "This is a classroom after all."

He quickly let go, and went back to his desk with a smile on his face. A few more boys eventually got answers right, much to my surprise. Each of them pushed their luck, trying to cop feels of Katee's ass, or smush her tits against their chest.

I broke them all up before it got too serious. After all, I liked showing Katee off, but I was a bit possessive over my prize. I just loved the utter control that I had over her. I knew she was being humiliated by all of this, this turned me on. I knew her degradation progressively would make her even more moldable for my ultimate plan.

I once again had Katee hand out the afternoon assignments. I had her wait hand and foot on the boys. Asking them if they wanted juice boxes, water, or snacks. Much to my glee, sometimes the boys would give her smacks on the ass as tokens of appreciation. Katee didn't make a scene of this anymore, she knew better. It would just have led to me further sexually humiliating her.

Today I made the announcement, that the boy that would get his assignment done the quickest, while passing, could have Katee in front of him, in any pose he instructed her to for the rest of the class, without touching her.

It was a tough assignment, as the classes were getting progressively more difficult. But one of the boys, completed the assignment with 15 minutes left, and was able to pass as I quickly marked it. He was practically giddy.

He ordered Katee to sit on top of his desk. She did. Just then, I dismissed the rest of the boys home, allowing the boy a bit of privacy with Katee as his prize. The rest of the boys groaned, but I told them that this could be their prize if they win the next day's contest.

He instructed Katee to get on all fours on the desk and face forward so that her tits were hanging down. He progressively got her to bend further down. It got to the point where her tits were literally about to burst out of her blouse. He dipped his head forward and sniffed her tits, just inches away from them

I chuckled. After a few moments, he asked her to turn around on her. He was now facing her ass directly. He ordered her to stick it up in the air. Her frilly skirt simply inverted so that her thong clad ass was fully exposed.

He sniffed her pussy and anus, again merely an inch away. Just then, the bell rang.

"Fuck" he yelled.

"Haha good job junior, you'll get your chance again one day" I chuckled.

He thanked me profusely and left.

Katee knew what was coming, I locked the door.

I told her to get off the table and get onto her knees. She started to suck me off. This was already a lot better than her first blow job. We were about 5 minutes into it when I heard a knock on the door.

"Cleaning here, I'm coming in." I heard keys rattling.

"Fuck." I exclaimed. I thought quickly. "You stay here girl. Pretend you're studying, I'm going in here." I opened the storage closet, and got inside. I could see through the slants in the door.

It was Frank, the Janitor. He was a 6'2 Black guy who like me, his best years were behind him. He was broad, muscular, but had a big grey beard, was bald, and was carrying a bit of a belly. He was known to be a nice guy, and had worked here for as long as I had.

I noted an opportunity for mischief and texted Katee "Tease him like the whore you are."

She quickly looked at her phone and flipped it over.

"Well my my my, aren't you dressed rather provocatively for Mr. Wilson's class." He teased Katee, eyeing her up and down in her Lingerie style school girl outfit.

Katee sighed before going ahead. She stood up, almost making the poor Janitor's jaw drop. She twirled before saying.

"Oh you know, a girl's gotta use everything she's got to get ahead."

He laughed, as he took this as an invitation. He walked up closer to her.

"I bet that dirty old man likes looking at you dressed like this huh."

"Why else do you think I'd dress like this. Math isn't my strongest subject you know."

"Smart girl" he cooed as he nudged her on the shoulder.

She instinctively took a step back. The sheer contrast in his overwhelming size to hers was striking.

"Oh what's the matter, can't I just feel the fabric of your pretty blouse?" He said as he walked closer to her, making up space.

She tried to jolt back, but he quickly grabbed her by the waist and brought her in towards him. He started pawing at her tits in her blouse.

"Get off! Im going to tell everyone about this!" She screamed.

"Girl, dressing like that to school, who the fuck is going to believe you." He sneered. "I'm sure you've fucked hundreds of old men to get what you want. Why not give old Frank a taste"

With one swift pull her blouse was unknotted. He threw it aside, his eyes feasting on the teenager's nude big tits in front of him.

"Papa likes." He moaned.

I wanted to jump in. Again, this was my girl. I wanted her teasing Frank a bit, but I had no idea he would do this so quickly. Only I could do this to her. How dare this fucker touch my girl. But then again, there was no way that I could explain why I was here in the closet. I was forced to watch this unfold. I was shocked at Frank, he was a married man with grand kids! And here he was forcing himself on a girl that was the same age as his grand kids!

He started mauling her naked jail bait tits with his hands, forcing her into him.

"I haven't had some nice white tits in my face in so long." He cooed as he started suckling on the teen's tits.

He picked her up easily and placed her on a desk. He spread her legs and slipped her thong off.

"Oh this is going to be fun" he squealed in delight.

He flipped her over on to her tummy, as he regretfully let go of her tits with his mouth. He slipped her skirt off, leaving her completely naked, save for her pink collar and matching pink high socks.

"Look at that ass! I didn't know white girls had ass like this" He howled as he spanked her ass.

He toyed with her ass like it was play-dough.

He slipped his trousers down, unleashing a thick hog that was longer than mine.

He screamed in joy as he entered the tight teen's pussy, which was previously only owned by me. She was sobbing as he was fucking her roughly. He had his brutish hands on her narrow waist as he continued to assault her pussy.

I was amazed by how long he was fucking her for. Her hair was flying around wildly. Her sobs turned to soft moans. He flipped her around and grabbed her legs and put them on his broad shoulders. He bent forward, causing her legs to widen and bend back.

He inserted his cock in her from the front, causing her to moan. He continued to thrust viciously as her legs continued to bend back. She looked like a contortion artist as he was fucking her.

He must have been hitting the sweet spot, because she was moaning like I couldn't believe.

"Oh yeah honey, I knew you'd like this." He cooed as he continued to fuck her like a mad man.

She was moaning like a porn star, and not the innocent teen I had known just a few days ago.

After seemingly half an hour, he started to thrust slower and harder. He finished deep inside her and she and him both moaned loudly.

He zipped up his trousers. "You call old Frank anytime you need a good fucking girl." He cooed as he left the class room.

Katee was lying there. Half of her body was on the desk, half was hanging off. She had his cum dribbling down her thigh. She was sweating profusely.

When the coast was clear, I got out of the closest.

I smiled as I picked her up by her hair "Liked that, didn't you you little whore."

I forced her on her knees "Well, if you keep pleasing me, what's to say I don't call old Frank one day to double team you with me. You would like that wouldn't you you little slut."

She got snapped out of her reverie. "No sir." She said softly.

I forced her down on her knees, and forced my cock in her mouth "Now where were we?"

That night, I was lying in bed, pondering about how this situation had worked out so perfectly. Here I was, in a matter of a week, I had turned my dream girl into my personal sex toy. I was living out what I couldn't even had imagined a week ago.

But despite this feeling of accomplishment, I knew I had more to do. And I knew if one thing went wrong, it could all come crashing down. Frank almost walking in on us was one thing, but what if it was our douchebag principal. He has had it out for me for years, and would just need one excuse to send me packing. All it would take is for one of these boys to tell one of their friends and have word get around to him about what we are doing, and I'd be in jail and back to jerking myself off everyday instead of fucking my jailbait sex toy.

I knew I had to formulate a plan to eliminate him, using my new secret weapon.

I called Frank. "Frank, I need to talk to you alone pal."

"Oh OK. What's going on Mr Wilson?" he said as he moved into his back yard, away from his family.

I could sense the fear in his voice.

I got straight to the point.

"Frank, I know about what happened with Katee, she told me everything after she got home."

Frank replied "That lying slut! I walked In to the room. She was dressed like a slut. I made some chit chat and left, I-"

I cut him off "Frank, I have a camera in my class room, trust me, I can verify what she said."

Fear took Frank over "Please Mr. Wilson, Please don't tell anyone. I was weak, it was a mistake."

I reassured him

"Frank, please. You know how crazy seeing her prance around in clothes like that makes me? I completely understand. Just don't let it happen again, and I will convince her not to tell anyone."

"Oh thank you, thank you Mr. Wilson!" he exclaimed profusely

"But in return Frank, I'm going to need your help." I explained

"Anything." He reassured.

"OK, if you say so. I'm going to need you to plant some cameras into the Principal's office. It's about time that little rat got what's coming to him."

Chapter 5:

I groped Katee's young tits with my hand as she had her luscious lips wrapped around my throbbing cock. I stroked my hands through her silky brown hair as she sucked my cock like an absolute slut. I was amazed at how this teen who I had forced to give me her first ever blowjob just a few days ago, was now sucking my cock like such a pro. She really was a quick learner.

She felt my cock start to pulsate, she withdrew it just a bit from her throat, so that the head of my cock rested on her wet and warm tongue. I moaned as spunks of jizz started flying from my dick into the teen's open mouth.

Like a good girl, she waited for me to finish, closed her mouth and gagged softly as she swallowed each drop.

"Good girl." I said as I patted her on the head "Now put your top on."

Without hesitation, she stood up and put on her white tube top. I watched as the thin fabric stretched tightly around her perfect rounds tits. It clung to her jailbait tits, leaving her shoulders and upper chest completely bare. The hem was just above her navel, leaving her toned midriff exposed. I was in awe at her tits. Even without a bra, the large round tits remained perfectly perched on her otherwise petite chest and frame. The lack of a bra, and thin fabric made the outline of her perky nipple easily visible.

Below, she had on skin tight baby blue yoga style tights that hugged every inch of her delicious ass and legs. The thin fabric was partially transparent. It simply sank into her ass cheeks, leaving no room for the imagination. Her sexy ass cheeks jiggled with each step that she took. I made her wear a white lace thong which matched her top, and hiked up the sides of the thong above the waist of her pants, so that it was visible to anyone that looked that she had a thong on. In short, she looked like a sexy little teen whore.

You see, today was no ordinary day. Today, Katee had a special mission.

I knew, that as long as the asshole of a principal had his eyes on me, that what I had with Katee would eventually come to an end. I knew that it was only a matter of time until one of the idiot kids in my class let the word out that we were treating sweet Katee in such a depraved manner. If it was any other teacher, I'm not sure the claims from a boy in a remedial class would be taken serious. But you see, this asshole of a principal has had it out for me since day 1.

His name was Chad Rogers, he was a 30 something year old golden boy that decided to take this job in the worst school in the district 'out of the goodness of his heart'. He had a prestigious teaching background, had a beautiful family, and was a shining member of the community. The superintendent hired him without a second thought, jumping all over the chance to hire someone with the credentials that Chad had. He was praised in the local news for taking on this position when he had so many other options. The problem was, that Chad knew this, and as a result, his inflated ego resulted in him acting like he owned the place. He knew the favor that he had with the superintendent and public at large, and knew how to leverage this.

Now, he was praised as being an amazing principal, and treated most of the staff well. However, it seems like he has had a special dislike for me. Ever since he came into his position, I've seen countless teachers promoted over me, all the while I had been progressively demoted to the point that the only class this asshole let me teach was this remedial math class. And that was only because all of the other math teachers would ratherr quit than take this job on.

I knew that I was at the bottom of the totem pole, and that Chad would use even the rumor of sexual misconduct to make sure that I was fired and out of this school forever. I knew that I had to get him before he got me.

So I came up with a devious plan that would take advantage of the one thing I had working for me, Katee. Today, I decided to put my plan into action. I had ended class early, so that I could get a blowjob from my teen sex toy, before I deployed her on her real mission.

I had sent a message to Chad, begging him to help me out. I explained that I had to give a student in my class detention for breaking the dress code. I told him she had dressed too provocatively. But that I had an emergent family situation come up, so I couldn't attend to her detention myself. I explained that I would normally just let her go home, and talk with her father, but because I knew that he was very stressed over work, that I wanted to let her off with a warning this time.

After many back and forth's with that asshole, he finally agreed when I added in that Katee would clean his office for him during detention, and also agreed to never dress like this again, in exchange for not telling her father about the situation.

So with that, I sent Katee on her way. I watched in awe as her ass swayed and her cheeks jiggled with each step.

Her instructions were simple, she had to seduce and fuck the principal.

As soon as she was out of view, I closed the door and locked it. I rushed to my computer and logged on to view. With a few clicks, I had 4 crystal clear camera views of Chad's office with the cameras that Frank had installed for me. Of course, he didn't have much choice but to do what I said with the footage I had of him.

As the camera focused, I saw him. My nemesis. He had dirty blond hair. He was a tall and broad shouldered man that clearly took care of himself. I overheard some of the female staff and students calling him good looking, but I didn't see it. He looked like a douche bag to me. He was dressed in a white shirt, tie and slacks, like he usually does. He always looks like he is trying too hard if you ask me.

Abruptly, he got up, and walked to the door. I switched views, to see Katee, dressed in her provocative outfit at his door as he opened it.

He led her in. While I could make out that he was talking to her in a disapproving manner, he did what any heterosexual man would do. As soon as Katee turned her back to him, his eyes scanned her up and down, inspecting her bare lower back and perfect ass swaying in those baby blue tights.

After she sat down, he did as well opposite of her, separated by a wooden desk. Katee sat as I instructed her, with her back straight and her chest sticking out, as to make her big tits protrude out as much as possible.

I chuckled as I saw Chad trying to put on a stern face, obviously trying to lecture her. But every 5 seconds or so his eyes would dart down to her scantily covered jailbait tits, before painfully prying them up to meet her eyes.

Although Katee was never the brightest bulb in the attic, I had her play up her naivety and gullibility. I wanted this asshole to think that he could get away with whatever he wanted with her in his office. She was simply looking back at him, sticking her bottom lip out, pouting as he lectured her. God she looked so sexy.

After 5 or 10 minutes, he stopped talking. This was the part that Katee was to offer to clean his office while he worked, as this was what led him to accept my request. This was where the real show began.

Katee stood up, and walked over to his bookshelf, which stood against the left wall of the office. He pointed her towards a duster. She started dusting his bookshelf. He had a great side view of her lithe body. I could see him sneaking looks up from his computer up at her every 10 seconds or so. He had to keep them quick, as he was scared that she might be able to see him checking her out with her peripheral vision.

I switched my main screen to the camera position on the wall behind him, so I could see what he was seeing. The contour of Katee perfect ass was on display in her tights. She would reach up on her tippy toes to clean the top of the shelf, exaggerating the curve of her ass. And then every time she would shift her weight back on to her soles of her feet, her ass and tits would give a tantalizing jiggle.

As the next few minutes progressed, I could see that he was spending less and less time on his computer and more time looking at this sexy teen student in front of him. He was beginning to figure out that the oblivious young teen student wasn't paying much attention to his leering views.

Just then, Katee dropped several books on the ground 'by mistake.' I could see him look up from his desk, stand and gesture in a way to her that he was likely expressing concern.

She flashed him a smile, said something cheery, and then looked back at her work. He sat back down, and feigned interest in his work.

Just then Katee bent forwards and got down on all fours, exposing her deep cleavage to him. She started to meticulously dust the books that she dropped. Now, his attention was focused fully on her tits, as he knew her eyes were down focused on the books.

Her braless tits swayed down with the aid of gravity, appearing even bigger. The clingy tube top stretched as well, exposing her sexy cleavage.

She started stacking the clean books on top of each other, her tits shook as she slammed a book onto the stack. I knew Chad was hoping so very much that her tits would just fall out of her skimpy top. But unfortunately he had no such luck, yet.

As she finished, she stood up, turning her back to him. She made a show of bending down to pick each book up from the stack, and then get on her tippy toes to put them back in the top shelf where they fell from. Chad was practically salivating at the young teen's sexy ass bending over in front of him.

Just as Katee finished putting the last book back, another clumsy swing of her duster sent a large vase full of roses and water tumbling down. Katee made a scene of falling down to the floor. The now empty vase was in her grips.

The roses were sprawled around her, and the near liter of water that once filled the vase was now spilled on her chest, stomach and pants.

Again Chad jumped up to feign concern. Katee jumped up as well, reassuring him that she was okay. She looked very sorry though, and I'm sure she was apologizing for spilling his flowers.

I smiled, as Chad made no attempt now to hide where he was looking. I switched views again.

Katee's top was soaked, leaving the thin white fabric completely see through. Her big tits were now completely on display, and her nipples were clearly visible through the now transparent top. Katee's pants were similarly soaked. The dirt and debris from the flowers accumulated on her pants mostly.

Katee quickly stood, gathered what was left of the flowers and put the vase back on the shelf. She then paused cleaning, and put her hands on her pants. I could see that she was pointing to where the dirt was, all over her thighs and ass.

She said something and looked at Chad for a response. Shortly thereafter I looked in awe as she stuck her thumbs in the hem of her tights and peeled the tights down. She turned her ass to Chad as she jumped up and down to get the wet tights fabric unstuck from her ass cheeks. Her ass cheeks bounced uncontrollably as she hopped. Chad gave no objection to this teen stripping down to her white thong in front of him. He was just in awe of the view.

Finally she stepped out of her pants, and folded them neatly before putting them on the chair where she once sat. Damn, I was proud of my girl for the show that she was putting on. For as hopeless as she was with math, she was a genius at knowing how to tease a man.

Here Chad was now, with Katee in front of him, in nothing but a white lace thong, and a soaked tube top that was completely transparent at this point. Beads of water ran down her bare tummy onto her near naked ass and thighs..

She grabbed a cleaning rag, and started cleaning his desk now as he worked. He made no attempt to pretend to work. He simply looked her up and down as the near naked jailbait, teen appeared to be deeply consumed by her task at hand.

She bent over in front of him as she stood on the opposite side of the table. She exposed her now completely visible cleavage to him, as her tits bounced with each movement she made with the rag.

Meticulously, she moved around the table so that now she was beside him. She now blatantly knocked over his sports drink so that it spilled onto the floor.

He didn't feign concern this time, he just handed her a rag and pointed down at the ground. She bent down onto her knees and crawled under the table. He backed his rolling chair up so that she was crouched directly in front of him, giving him an unobstructed view of her perfect thong clad ass.

She intuitively spread her legs, and stuck her ass in the air as she feigned giving the carpet a deep scrub.

Next I saw as he reached for the bottle of blue sports drink. He poured some on his pants, and then poured the rest onto her naked ass.

He said something, I'm sure explaining how he 'accidentally' spilled it, and then proceeded to start wiping her ass with a single sheet of paper towel.

Katee of course, let him proceed as he wished. Soon, he discarded the soaked paper towel, and started to grope her ass cheeks as he pleased. He started to use both hands.

Just as Katee could feel him becoming more turned on by the strength of his gropes, she got up and turned around. Of course, she didn't scold him, she simply noticed how his pants were dirty.

He had his legs spread open. She crawled directly in between his legs, and perched up so that her mouth was head level with his lap. She grabbed a paper towel and stroked his inner thigh, feigning to clean the power drink.

Needless to say, his dick was poking through his pants at full attention. Katee tantalizingly cleaned his inner thigh, but didn't touch his penis.

The man couldn't take much more of this, he let his hand fall on Katee's bare shoulder. As she continued to stroke his groin, his hand moved onto her tits. I couldn't help but notice the gold wedding band on the ring finger of his hand as he groped this young teen's perfect tit. I chuckled as to what his wife would do if she saw her hunk of a husband groping the tits of a teenage student. His wife was the classic stuck up hot blonde bombshell. But admittedly, her best days were now behind her, she couldn't compare to the girl he now had kneeling at his lap.

With his other hand, he unzipped his pants, and let his hard thick and long cock spring free. He had now thrown caution completely to the wind. Here he was, ready to risk his entire career to get a chance to have his fun with this jailbait teen. I could tell Katee looked up at him in shock as she dropped her paper towel. but he simply moved his hand over her head, and forced it onto his cock.

He had both hands on her head as he bobbed her mouth up and down his cock. He moved one hand onto her top, and slid it down and off her tits and let it fall down her waist. He looked down in awe at her now bare round tits. He started to grope them freely as she sucked him off.

I could tell that this man had regular sex, as he was lasting a lot longer than I did when I got my first blowjob from Katee!

After a few minutes, he stood up, and stood Katee up with him. He positioned her so that she was bent over his desk. He groped her young ass now freely, and gave it a few good smacks before slipping her white thong off.

He positioned himself behind her, and I could see him inaudibly moan as he entered her jailbait pussy. He reached around to grip her round tits as his thrusts intensified. I could see Katee moan as well as he started fucking her harder and harder.

She bit the underside of her lip to keep from moaning. She instinctively spread her legs so that her cheeks would allow him more room to penetrate deeper.

After a few moments, I was surprised. She stood up, interrupting the sex. She pushed him back onto his chair, and got on to his lap. She took his cock in her hands and gave it a few strokes before wrapping her pussy around it.

I could see them both moaning as she rode him. She stuck her tits in his face, and he slobbered away at her offering. I was impressed watching this teen slut work her hips as she rode him.

His hands squeezed her ass cheeks tightly in approval. He gave her sharp smacks on the ass as she rode him. She was practically gyrating as she rode him faster. Finally I saw his whole body spasm, before collapsing.

This was it. Just like that, Katee got off of him, and started putting on her now nearly dry clothes.

I clapped as Katee came back to my office. She had her head down, giving off a look of shame.

"Wonderful performance, better than any porn star I've seen! You're a true slut." I jeered.

She looked at me coldly as she put her coat on.

"He was supposed to be one of the good guys." She said solemnly "After using me like a sex toy, he told me that if I told anyone that he would expel me from school, any nobody would believe me." She had tears welling up in her eyes "I could expect something like that from a monster like you, but not someone like him."

She cried softly. I responded "My dear, all men are the same. Whether they be young and handsome like your beloved Mr. Rogers, or old and fat like me. We all view a young hot girl like you like a whore, to be used. The sooner you embrace your true role in life, the better."

She cried as she looked away from me.

"And by the looks of your performance today, either you're a very good actress, or you're starting to enjoy getting fucked like the slut that you are." I jeered as I handed her a bag with her outfit for tomorrow.

She looked away from me in disgust as she took the bag. She took a look inside and eyes opened wide.

"Yes, with our friend Mr. Rogers out of the way, I think we can make our classroom fun a lot more interesting." I jeered.

That night, I masturbated to the video that I had Katee send me. Tonight, I had had her force the 6 inch anal dildo fully into her ass, and then deep throat a banana while she fucked herself with the 10 inch vibrating dildo until she reached orgasm. While terrified at first, as usual I could see that the further she got into the depraved act the more she enjoyed it. I smiled in satisfaction as I closed my computed and picked up my phone.

I called Chad Rogers from my home.

"Chad! Katee called me in tears after her detention with you. Would you mind telling me what the hell went on in your office?" I exclaimed.

I heard the usual smug voice of Chad Rogers transform into one of sheer panic.

"Hey listen bud, nothing happened. You can't believe what these kids say, especially a girl like her."

I paused, before continuing.

"That's what I thought too, 'bud', but to do my full diligence, I had Frank pull some surveillance tapes. It just so happens there was one that had a good view inside your office. And you won't believe what I saw."

"Hey Hey, listen man, please, keep this to yourself." He said in a panic "I got a lot to lose man, you wouldn't tell anyone right."

I paused, salivating in his agony

"Hmm, well I suppose I can keep the secret. I'll take care of the tape, it's in my house now. I guess you can just owe me one." I said as I smiled

He thanked me profusely over and over until I hung up on him. I smiled as I put down the phone. I knew that a man with as much to lose as Chad Rogers, would do anything to keep me happy so that I wouldn't release the tapes of him fucking a teenage student in his office. I knew that with a simple click I could ruin this golden boy's entire life, and he knew this as well. From now on, I knew that I could get away with anything I wanted in my math class.

Chapter 6

That morning I masturbated to a video that Katee had sent me. She was fucking herself with the 10 inch vibrating dildo, and 6 inch anal dildo at the same time. I had made her watch hours of gangbang videos the previous night and this morning. I wanted to further desensitize her. You see, there was a method to my madness. I wanted to turn Katee into an utterly depraved slut. It wasn't enough to sexually humiliate her during class, and then have my way with her after class. But I wanted her to keep her mind on sex even when she was at home. Forcing her to watch increasingly depraved porn, and fuck herself in all kinds of ways was further causing herself to lose her sense of self, and instead start to view herself more as a whore, whose only purpose was to be used by me.

I reached the class room, and smiled as the boys filed in and eagerly handed in their assignments. I knew today would be a treat for them. I knew I could start to push the limits even more now that I had free reign from principal Rogers. Like usual by now, Katee walked in last, and all eyes were on her as she took her coat off. The boys cheered aloud as they saw the hot teen reveal herself in her most provocative outfit yet. She revealed a see through white floral lace baby doll lingerie style dress.

The thin floral pattern straps wrapped around her slender shoulders, supporting the lace bra of the baby doll which did a fantastic job of pushing up her big round tits. The rest of the baby doll dress was completely mesh see through, as it loosely extended inches below her ass. Apart from the bra cups and straps, the mesh material did nothing but give a white tint to her exposed body underneath.

For bottoms, all she wore was a white thong, exposing her ass cheeks completely. I had her fasten on a thin white leather collar, which looked like it was designed for a house cat. It gave her a submissive look which really turned me on. I wanted her to feel like she was the class pet, instead of a student.

This was by far the most provocative outfit I had Katee wear thus far in the class room.

"Look at that collar, the bitch looks like a dog!" One of the boys jeered, the class roared in laughter.

The class sensed that I wasn't going to interject, as I even joined in chuckling. I knew that if I let the boys blatantly humiliate her, that this would further serve my purpose of demolishing her sense of self.

"Well if she's a dog, she would be a sexy bitch!" Another chimed as the class laughed again.

Katee was blushing.

"Now now boys, that's enough. It is nice that a girl recognizes her place though, which is rare in this day and age." I cooed

Katee just put her head down as she head to her desk.

"Uh uh, Ms. Owens." I interjected "Desks are only for students smart enough to do their assignments. From now on, you don't get a desk. Instead, you are going to sit your pretty butt down on my desk, as my special little helper."

The class chuckled. Katee put her head down again, I could see tears welling up in her eyes. I lusted over her exposed body. She looked so sexy in that see through baby doll lingerie. She made her way to my desk and sat down.

I could see the boys ogling at her body just like I was.

"Now now, cross your legs like a lady." I jeered.

I watched as she crossed one leg over the other, causing the dress to inch higher onto her thigh, exposing more of her bare flesh to the class.

I looked at her ass, just a few feet from me. I wanted to tell the class to fuck off so I could fuck her teen pussy right here and now.

Instead, I tried to compose myself.

"OK boys today, we're going to have a new style of teaching to our morning session. I'm going to read out some math problems. The one of you that solves it, will get to have Katee sit on your lap. If you get the next question right, you keep her. If not, the boy that gets it will steal her."

I started reading out some tough problems. With each question, all the boys hands would shoot up in the air, begging for me to pick them. Who could have imagined that a remedial math class would be so enthusiastic!

As the first correct answer was read, the boy beamed proudly. I gave Katee ass a pinch, which made her jump off of the table. The boy practically licked his lips as he spread his legs and patted his thigh.

"Come on girl!" he spouted as if talking to a puppy. The class laughed.

Katee, blushing profusely, made her way over and sat her ass down on her classmates thigh, splitting her cheeks on his leg.

The boy moaned. His hands instinctively grabbed her waist over the mesh and started to stroke her abdomen. All eyes were on Katee and the boy, as the class fell silent.

I too watched. I was getting hard. Not at the boy groping her, but at the utter control I had over this once innocent teen. I knew that at this point, she would have to do anything that I wanted. And I had complete control over the situation. I could let this get as far our of hand as I wanted.

I waited a few moments. Inevitably the boys had reached her bra, and started squeezing her tits over the bra. I waited another moment before interjecting, and reading out the next problem.

The boy was too busy groping Katee to notice the question, and was struck out of his reverie as I abruptly ordered Katee on to the lap of another boy.

Katee again sat her perfect ass on to the thigh of another boy. He instinctively put his hands on her bare thighs, and started moving them up, displacing the baby doll mesh along the way. Katee instinctively crossed her legs in response in order to obstruct the boy's access to her pussy.

She squirmed as the boy's hands groped her bare thighs and tried to access her crotch.

I chuckled before announcing the next question. Again, Katee made her way to another boy. This time, he patted his hand on his crotch, instructing her to sit her ass down directly on to his crotch, and hard dick.

She did as she was told. The boy moaned. His hands instantly reached under her baby doll, and groped her bare waist. His hand made their way up her tummy. I could see him trying to get his fingers under the bra part of the cloth, but it was pretty tight. He settled for groping her tits over the bra, as he didn't want to waste any more time. Since his hands were inside the babydoll, when he started to grope her tits over her bra, the lace got lifted up, exposing her bare tummy to the rest of the class. The class cheered.

I let him get a few more squeezes in before I stopped it.

"OK, good work class. Now it's time for today's assignment."

The boys ogled Katee's near naked body as she walked up and down the aisles handing the assignments out. I didn't stop as each one would pinch, grope or spank her ass as she passed them by.

I announced "The boy that finishes the assignment first today with a passing score gets a special prize."

The boys begged me to tell them what the prize was, but I kept it a surprise."

I had Katee tease the class by lying out on my desk on my side, so that she was facing the class. The babydoll left the entirety of her smooth legs exposed. Her tits were squeezed together, making them look even bigger.

I could see the boys combatting their primal urges to ogle her, with their goal to finish the assignments so they could earn a prize that assuredly had to do with her.

With about 5 minutes to go in class, one of the boys ran up to the desk to hand his assignment in. He leered over Katee's body as he watched me mark it.

"Congrats Tommy, you win!" I cheered "This was a particularly hard assignment bud, I'm proud of you."

The rest of the boys looked deflated. As the bell rang, they started to pack their things.

"Tommy, you stay behind son, you've earned some special time with Katee." I said as I watched his eyes widen, and the rest of the boys jaws drop.

"As for the rest you, as you know, the mid term exam is tomorrow. I promise you, for those of you that score well, I will make it worth your while." I said.

With that, the boys excitedly filed out of the room. Tommy stayed behind. Katee sat up and looked at me.

Tommy was a small geeky looking kid with red hair and freckles. If I had to guess, I would say he hadn't had laid his hands on a girl like this ever.

I turned to him "Well bud, you've earned yourself a special prize." I turned to Katee "Katee here is going to give you a lap dance."

"Wow Mr. Wilson, no way!" He cheered like a kid at Christmas.

Katee looked at me in disbelief

"Go on girl, do as your told, I said as I smacked her on the ass." I ordered.

Tommy sat down on a chair in front of my desk. I watched as slowly, Katee made her way to him.

She turned her ass to him and started to sway it rhythmically. I was getting hard watching her rhythmically move her sexy body.

Tommy was in awe at what was happening in front of him.

"Rub your ass on his crotch girl" I ordered

She did as I said as she lowered her ass onto his rock hard pecker and started rubbing it rhythmically with her luscious cheeks.

He started to moan.

He reached around and started to grope her tits over her bra. Katee's cheeks were red hot as a boy she wouldn't normally let near her was having free reign over her body.

One hand slipped under her baby doll as the boy started to grope her bare tummy as she gyrated her ass on his crotch.

"Turn around now, stick your tits in his face." I commanded in glee. I couldn't believe the amount of control I had over this sweet teen girl. I was rock hard orchestrating this perverted lap dance.

She did as she was told. She started to grind her pelvis against his, and then stuffed her bra encased tits onto his freckled face. He started to motorboat her tits as she continued to dance for him.

"Don't be afraid to grope her ass son. Sluts like this love being treated like meat." I exclaimed

Tommy reached around and started groping Katee's ass.

"Now kiss him."

Katee gulped, before planting her luscious lips on his, giving the boy what I suspect was his first kiss."

He moaned as he came in his pants within a few seconds of kissing this teen goddess.

He went limp in his chair.

"Ahhh that was amazing." He sighed "Thank you Mr. Wilson."

"No problem Son." I chuckled "You keep up the good work and there will be plenty more where that came from."

He thanked me again before scampering home.

I kept Katee behind. I pulled her towards me. I slapped her face sharply

"Listen you little slut. You do what I say next time without me asking twice OK. If I say it, it's an order." I spat at her. I wanted her to know that her refusing to give the boy a lap dance was not ok.

"Yes sir." The poor teen cried

"Watching you was so hot, you little whore, you're going to give me a lap dance now with a happy ending."

I pulled her in towards me roughly, and moaned as her lithe body rubbed up against my crotch. I let my dick out, which was fully erect. I let her ass rhythmically jerk me off. She then turned to me and started grinding her thong clad pussy on my cock. I was in bliss.

As she grinded up on me, I unclasped her baby doll and through it to the side, leaving her in nothing but her white thong. I let her rub her bare jailbait tits in my face.

She knew I was in the mood to fuck. She slid out of her thong smoothly, and then started riding me rhythmically.

I didn't know if she was a quick learner, or if the porn I made her habitually watch was rubbing off on her, but she was riding my cock like a true whore.

I reached around and put a finger in her tight ass. She accepted my finger and continued to ride me without hesitation. I made out with her, forcing my tongue deep down her teen throat. I couldn't take it much longer. I forced her down deep onto my cock, as I came inside her. As I came, I took my finger out of her asshole, and put it in her mouth. She instinctively started sucking on it like a slut.

I kept my finger in her mouth as I cooed at her "that it's suck this finger that was in your ass like a whore. I slapped her cheek lightly with my other hand as she continued to suckle my finger. As for your slip up, I'm going to have you watch hours of BDSM porn tonight as an example of how I'm going to treat you if you ever hesitate to follow my orders again. You are going to fuck yourself to orgasm no less than three times tonight. Understood."

I took the finger out of her mouth "Yes sir." she said softly. She got off of me and started putting her clothes and coat on. She looked inside her bag for tomorrow, sighed, and then left the room.

Chapter 7:

Today was a big day for the boy's in my remedial math class. They had their mid-term examination last week, and I had the chance to review it over the weekend. Not only was this going to be a major determinant on whether they would end up passing the class, but they knew that the boys that did well, would be treated to a special reward involving Katee.

As for Katee, I filled in a test for her myself, giving her a meager grade of 60%, just enough to pass. After all, I didn't want somebody looking back on my class' results and wondering why Katee hadn't been doing any of the assignments or exams.

I was shocked over the weekend while I was marking the exam. The results were remarkable! The average class grade was in the 70's, where as it would normally have been in the 40's for a class filled with such remedial students. Three of the boys even got scores above 90!

'The power of pussy', I remarked to myself as I chuckled over the effect that Katee's presence was having on these boys. I wanted to reward the class for their performance, so on Sunday night I delivered to Katee a special outfit for today. I knew that this would serve another purpose, I wanted Katee to be humiliated even more so. She had come such a long way in such a short time, the way that only a young innocent, and insecure girl could. But I wanted to degrade her further, so that she could fully forget her old sense of self and realize her potential as my personal completely subservient slut.

The boys filed in that morning, and as usual, looked eagerly at the door like a pack of hyenas in anticipation of their prey. Katee walked in last in her familiar overcoat which hid her skimpy outfit for the day. Whereas Katee would normally drop her coat a few moments as she walked in, I waived my hand at her, gesturing for her to hold off.

I wanted to address the class first.

"Now, boys, I just wanted to start the class off by congratulating you on your amazing mid term results! In all my years as a teacher, I have never had such a surprising result, and for that, I truly am proud of you!"

The boys cheered.

I went on to say "So to congratulate you for your hard work, Katee here wanted to put on a special outfit for you today."

The boys cheered even louder, as Katee dropped her overcoat to the ground.

She revealed her skimpiest outfit thus far. She was dressed in nothing but a skimpy pink bikini. The top wrapped around her neck, and back with thin black straps. Small hot pink triangles with black outlines covered the outer third of her tits, extending to cover the nipple. But leaving her entire cleavage exposed. The fabric was so thin that the outlines of her nipples were clearly visible.

Her bikini bottoms were scandalously slutty. It was essentially just black strap, with a small hot pink triangle that covered her pussy, that extended to a larger patch of material which attempted to cover her luscious ass. The thin fabric though got wedged in between her ass cheeks, so that most of her perfect ass was visible.

"Very good girl, what a sexy bikini. Give us a spin so the class could have a good look at you." I jeered

Katee did as she was told and started spin on a spot at the front of the class. The boys alternated between looking at her near naked tits, and ass.

I had Katee hand out the test results to the boys. The boys ogled her scantily clad body as she sauntered up and down the aisles. I also saw a look of pride on many of the boys' faces as they looked down at their test results.

When Katee finished her task, I decided to put her to work, as a reward to the boys' good test results.

"Why don't you show us the quality of you spiffy new bikini girl. Bend over and touch your toes so the boys can have a good look at you bikini bottoms from behind."

The boys cheered. Katee did as she was told, she faced me, so that her ass was presented to the boys. Her cheeks were blushed. She was utterly humiliated, but knew that she had no choice but to obey.

She slowly started to bent over, all 20 eyeballs in the class were fixated on her ass, as it consumed her bikini bottoms.

"Hold that pose, but now spread your legs wider." I ordered

Inch by inch, she started to spread her legs as she grabbed her toes, giving the boys an immaculate view of her ass on display.

"Good, now come down on all fours, and stick your pretty little ass in the air for the boys to see."

The boys cheered. They were getting further emboldened, hearing their teacher talk to Katee in such a way. I was doing so purposefully of course. I wanted to degrade Katee in front of her classmates, and subliminally encourage the boys to view her as a slut too. I knew that the more people that treated her like a whore, the more she would internalize it.

Katee got into a sort of "Downward dog pose, as she extended her hands forward, and stuck her ass further in the air.

After a few moments I ordered her to get up and face the class.

"Now girl, to test the bikini top, why don't you touch your elbows together behind your back."

She awkwardly tried doing so, much to the delight of her audience, this caused her tits to bulge out, straining the thin fabric of the bikini top even more. Her bust looked incredible.

"Hold that view now, and bend down to give the boys a good view of your bikini top and straps." I ordered

She awkwardly kept her balance as she bent forward, giving the boys an incredible view of her cleavage, as her tits tested the strength of the flimsy fabric.

After a few moments, I started clapping "Very good girl, how about a hand boys for Katee's sexy little body in her sexy little bikini."

The boys started clapping.

"Katee, you look like you're beach ready with that bikini! The only problem is that to go to the beach, you would need some tanning oil. Luckily for you I have some! Boy, what do you say I rub some tanning oil on this babe."

The boy screamed in approval.

I motioned for her to come and lie down on my table face down.

I reached down got out a bottle of oil from the drawer of my table. This wasn't really tanning oil, this was a special oil that strippers or porn stars would use to accentuate shine off their skin and curves for performances. It also had glitter incorporated into it that would make Katee's skin shine even more.

The boys watched in awe as I opened the bottle. I looked down at Katee's lithe body beneath me. I squirted some of the cool gel on her back. The boys cheered me on, as I put my large hands on her slender shoulders and started to rub the cool gel on it.

Even though I had fucked her so many times, I still was in awe each time I touched her. I was in awe at the smoothness of her youthful skin, especially compared to my rough hands. I started to massage her shoulders, before making my way around the table. I reached down her back until I reached her lower back.

I was on the long side of the table, facing the boys as I massaged Katee's near naked body in front of them.

Their eyes widened in excitement as they saw my oily fingers creeping further down her back and approaching her ass.

"A lot of ass to cover here hey boys!" I said as I grabbed the bottle and poured more of the oil directly on her bare ass cheeks.

I was fully hard right now, and it was showing through my trousers. I made no attempt to hide it. At this point, the boys knew the deal. I knew, that they knew that Katee wasn't doing this on her own accord. They didn't know the details, but they knew that I had full control of her. They didn't care, in fact they loved it, as long as I kept letting them have some fun.

They cheered as I grabbed her bikini bottom and wedged it into her crack, to expose all of her sexy ass cheeks.

"Gotta make sure we don't cause any tan lines on this sexy ass." I jeered.

I started to squeeze the teen's jailbait ass cheeks, as I rubbed the ample amount of oil on it. I gave her ass some playful spanks, feigning that I was trying to even out the oil.

Next I put both hands on her thigh, and moved my hands up and down, extending from her knee all the way up to her crotch. I made sure to put extra pressure in her crotch region when my hands reached it. I could even hear her softly moaning as my hands applied pressure on her pussy through the thin fabric.

"She's moaning, the girl like this boys!" I jeered, the class cheered in unison.

I finished thoroughly applying the oil on her ass and thighs, and then quickly did her calves. I got her to flip over, and started to apply the front of her legs with the oil, before moving up to her sleek tummy. I repositioned my self to the short end of the table, so that her head was closest to my crotch.

My aching hard boner had pitched a tent in my pants, and was mere inches from her head. I grabbed the tanning oil, and was met with another round of cheers as I poured the oil directly on her big tits.

I feigned rubbing oil on her shoulder and upper chest, before making my way to her round tits. I made no attempt to pretend I was rubbing oil in, I was blatantly just groping her oily tits with both hands.

"Gotta make sure to oil up these big tits!" I jeered. The class wasn't laughing anymore. They were watching in pure lust.

The class was silent, as they viewed the soft-core porn scene that was unfolding in front of them. My dick was aching, I wanted nothing else than to be able to stick my cock right into her teen mouth while I groped her tits.

I looked up at the class, I needed to fuck her.

"OK guys, that's gonna do it. Class dismissed, take the day off as a reward, and see you all tomorrow." I ordered

I looked back down at Katee's tits, and then looked at the class again.

No one had moved.

"No way Mr. Wilson, we wanna see what's gonna happen here!" One of the boys exclaimed. The others echoed his thoughts.

Their defiance sobered me. I took a step back.

"OK boys, since class is more than half way over anyways, I'll make you a deal. The three of you that got the highest scores, get to stay and have some fun with Katee as a reward. For those of you that didn't, there is some motivation to study harder for the final exam. And don't worry, Katee has promised to dress like a slut for the rest of the year and has promised to let you boys have your fun with her"

The three boys that scored over 90% cheered. The other sighed, but ultimately accepted the deal. They filed out of class, leaving me, Katee, and the three boys.

The three boys moved their chairs up to my desk. I made Katee stand in front of the boys. I admired her body, which was now glistening with the oil. Subtle glitter was also accentuated anytime light hit her. Her bikini top was completely soaked with the oil, and clung to her tits like a second skin.

"So boys, as a prize for making me so proud, Katee is going to give you a special treat."

Their eyes widened in excitement. I walked up behind her and put my hands on her shoulders. I could feel her body tense as I touched her.

I reached for the knot on her bikini top at her neck and untied with a tug. I did the same with the strap at her mid back. She instinctively grabbed the bikini top at her tits to keep her boobs from falling out.

I sneered, before grabbing her wrists and forcefully moving her arms at her sides.

The boys smiled as they were at long last met with the sight of Katee incredible tits. I was further emboldened by their reaction. Katee was sobbing in embarrassment. For as provocative as I had made her dress, she had never has to show her tits to her classmates prior to this.

I grabbed her right tit in my hand and gave it a squeeze.

"Incredible tits, aren't they boys" I sneered as groped her oily teenage tit in my hand "And such cute nipples too." I said as I gave her nipple a pinch.

I grabbed both of her tits now and was molesting them relentlessly.

The boys started stroking their cocks.

"Here boys, let this slut take care of those." I released Katee from my grips and pushed her towards the boys.

"Jason, you got the third best mark in the class, so you've earned yourself a hand job." I gave Katee smack on her ass and sent her over to the boy.

Katee made her way to the boy, and saddled his lap. He instinctively reached for her naked tits. While he groped her tits, Katee gripped his pecked and started stroking it.

"Put your tits in his face." I ordered

Without hesitation, she offered her tits to his mouth as she continued stroking him. The other two boys watched in awe.

It wasn't long before the boy came, spilling loads of jizz onto Katee's hand and thigh.

"Good boy." I reassured "Now slut, show Jason how appreciative you are of his cum. Turn around and rub it on you ass"

The boys looked on in joy as Katee stood up, scooped the cum up off her thigh and collected it on her hand. She turned her delicious ass to Jason and started smearing the boy's cum all over her ass cheeks with both hands."

"Vincent, you got the 2nd best score. You deserve to feel this whores big tits wrapped around your dick. Go on slut." I ordered

Katee moved to Vincent, who looked on in awe. He groped her naked tits. She let him have his fun, before kneeling down and wrapping her tits around his dick.

She started stroking up and down, his hands flowed through her silky hair. The feeling was too much for the youngster, and he soon started to moan uncontrollably. He blew a large load all over her tits.

"Take that you whore." He screamed as he came

"Good son, always remember to keep a slut like Katee in her place. Great job!" I cooed

I turned to Dominic, who had the highest test score.

"Dom, you got the highest score on your test, and for that, you're getting a blow job son."

Katee made her way to him and knelt at his feet. She took his hard cock in her hands and then put it in her mouth without hesitation. She started to suck his cock like a porn star. He started moaning, I suspect it was his first blowjob.

He reached down and started to grope her naked tits as she continued to suck him off. I could tell he was getting close to orgasm by the intensity of his moaning.

"Cum on the slut's face son." I cheered

He did as I said. Katee held his cock over her face as she knelt below it. He gave a penultimate moan as he exploded ropes of sperm on to Katee's pretty face.

"WOW" He moaned.

I congratulated the boys. Their eyes were still fixated on Katee. Who was now naked save for her skimpy bikini bottoms, with her face, tits and ass were covered in sperm. She was breathing heavily, knelt on the floor in front of them

"Look at her boys, what an utter whore. Remember this when you see a hot girl when you go off to college. No matter how she looks on the outside, she's a slut on the inside. I want you to tell the other boys what you did here today, and tell them in detail how this slut let you have your way with her. I want all of the boys in class to know that she will let them have their way with her too as rewards going forward."

The boys nodded in agreement.

"Now go on boys, I'm gonna get my own private session with this slut."

They laughed as they thanked me for facilitating this.

As they left, I turned my attention to Katee. She was still knelt on the ground, breathing heavily.

She looked up at me, with pure apathy in her eyes. She had cum all over her face, tits and thigh. She looked like a broken girl.

"What are you girl." I sneered

"I'm nothing but a slut. And that's all I will ever be." She sighed in shame.

"Music to my ears."

I grabbed a head of her and had her stand up on her feet. I pushed her on to the table, and forced her legs back.

I released my cock from my pants and put it into her wet pussy. She moaned as I started to thrust.

"That's right, moan you whore." I jeered "I knew you've been waiting for this as long as much as I have. I knew getting those boys off was making you wet you little slut."

She said nothing, but continued to moan as I fucked her. I watched her tits shake up and down with each thrust, flinging bits of cum around which was still not dry.

I caught her licking the cum off her lips as I fucked her.

I smiled, she really was becoming a slut.

I put my large hand on her slender throat and started choking her as I fucked her. This seemed to make her moan even louder.

This was soon becoming too much for me to take. I took my cock out of her and pulled her by the legs so my cock was on her tummy. I expelled ropes of cum on her bare tummy. I let her throat go, she almost looked disappointed.

I watched as she got up, and reached for her bikini.

"Nope." I jeered "You're gonna walk home naked under your coat. And furthermore, you're going to go to home and go to sleep with that cum all over your face, and body like the whore that you are."

She nodded her head in submission. With that, she put her coat on her naked cum stained body, grabbed the bag, and started walking home.

Chapter 8:

Today was the last day before Spring Break, and I was going to give the class a special treat. Escalating Katee's humiliation and levels of sexual depravity was really turning me on. Today was the last time I'd get to do it for two weeks, so I knew I needed to go out with a bang.

After the boy's assembled in the class room, I let them know that seeing as today was the last day before the break, that I had a special prize for them. They almost drumrolled in anticipation as they could hear Katee's light footsteps approaching. The sexy young teen opened the door and entered the classroom

They cheered in unison as Katee slowly dropped her coat and revealed her outfit. She was wearing a black wide-holed fishnet dress that did nothing to cover her body other than to give it a sexy black tint from afar. Underneath the dress she has a deviously skimpy black slingshot bikini. The bikini had black strings which came together at the crotch and wrapped around her shoulders to make a big black V across her torso.

The black strings had circles attached the size of golf balls to cover her nipples on both sided. The crotch had a thin strip of fabric to just barely cover her pussy. The cloth then degenerated back to just a string material that sunk into her ass cheeks, leaving all of her luscious ass bare.

The boys gawked at her and cheered in unison. At this point they knew about the sexual acts she had been performing, so they we more crude in their comments now, emboldened by the fact that she was nothing but a slut.

Katee's Perspective:

I was utterly embarrassed. I was dressed in an outfit so slutty that even a prostitute wouldn't be caught dead wearing it. I could feel my cheeks flushing, as I saw ten pairs of eye balls glued on me, inspecting my near naked tits. They were gawking at me, cheering at my nudity, but they were also calling me crude names. I could hear some of them calling me a slut, a whore, a bitch.

Every day they were treating me more and more like an object. I couldn't blame them though. Just yesterday, I stripped naked and got three of my classmates off with my tits, hand and mouth, How could they not view me as a slut?

"Turn around for us slut!" one roared.

Embarrassed, I turned around. They cheered again as they inspected my naked backside through the fishnet material. I knew that the string of the bikini did nothing to hide my ass. It was more annoying than anything, as it wedged up between my ass cheeks.

I took a look at him, my tormenter. Hideous, bald, fat, old. He was an absolute monster. And here he was, having absolute control over me. I had never hated someone as much as I hate him. I had no idea how I let this get so far.

I am so stupid. I knew I could only blame myself. I knew that I only had one option. I had to ride it out and hope that he loses interest, or just lets me get back to my normal life at some point. He had too much footage of me for me to rebel. I had no choice but to obey.

He chided me to show off my body like a "true whore." Every time I got called a whore, or a slut, or a pet, it stung. A girl never gets used to being called names like that. I was getting called it so many times, every day, from different people, I couldn't help but wonder if it was true at this point.

I bent down, showing off my bare ass to the class room full of boys. I spread my legs, he made me take my ass cheeks in my hands and spread them apart. I knew that a quarter inch wide piece of string was the only thing stopping the boys from getting a direct look at my ass hole.

Next he had me turn around. He made me do jumping jacks for the boys. Each time I would jump, I would feel that my nipples were becoming uncovered by the tiny bikini. I would hear a loud cheer every time one of my nipples were showing. They'd laugh at me as I tried to readjust the straps while I was jumping up and down.

I heard floor creaks behind me, approaching me. I knew my tormenter was coming for me. I cringed as I felt his ogrish hands on my shoulders.

"My dear, why try so hard to hide those titties, they're too sexy to cover up." With that I felt two swift snips of his scissors.

Just like that, the class cheered loudly. The two bikini straps fell to my side underneath the mesh dress, which now had two large tears near the shoulders. I instinctively held my hands up to hide my tits, but soon felt the two hands of my tormentor grip my wrists tightly. He forced my hands to my side. The old man was impossibly strong, and he knew it. My wrists were burning with how tight he was holding them down.

I looked up over my shoulder, he was grinning maniacally. Only then did I look forward at the boys, their eyes were glued on my now bare tits, covered only by the fishnet dress, which really did nothing to hide my nudity.

"Don't just sit there boys, come on up. Cop a feel of this young slut's tits!" he cooed

The boys didn't need to be told twice. They came running up.

"Now now, single file! This is a class room after all." He sneered.

The boys did as they were told. He was holding my hands forcefully at my side as the first boy approached me. His name was Steven. I thought he was my friend at the beginning of the year. He seemed so sweet, he was so nice to me. And now, he wasn't even looking me in the eye, his eyes were fixated on my naked tits.

He walked up to me with open hands that landed directly on my tits. I cringed at his sharp cold fingers on my bare tits. He started to squeeze.

Looking at him, I could tell that he wasn't even looking at me like a person, but just an object. This overcame me with emotion. I started to cry, tears instantly started rolling down my cheeks.

"Don't worry about her, trust me she loves getting her tits groped by you boys, all sluts do!" Mr Wilson rang.

The boys laughed. They were laughing at my misery. I cried more, as Steven continued to grope my tits through the fishnet dress.

Just then Mr. Wilson handed him the shears. "Go on boy, make a cut."

Steven smiled as he took the shears, and made a long cut from my cleavage up to the collar of the dress. Now my bare cleavage was exposed.

The next boy relieved Steven. He grabbed me by the waist and started thrusting his crotch into mine. The boys roared in laughter.

"You'd like that wouldn't you bitch." He exclaimed

"There's nothing this whore wouldn't like more!" Mr. Wilson agreed.

The boy then started to grope my tits with one hand, and reached around to grope my ass with the other. He too took the shear, and cut horizontally from my cleavage out to my right side, fully exposing my right tit now.

The next boy came up to me and put his mouth on my exposed boob. He started to suck on it, the other boys cheered him on. I was continuing to bawl, I had never been this embarrassed in my life.

I yelped in pain, as he bit my nipple! I wanted to slap him but my wrists were forcefully restrained. The class, and Mr. Wilson laughed.

He took the shear, and cut diagonally down from the cleavage to the right side. He made a circle so the mesh fell off completely, now my entire right tits and part of my torso was exposed.

The next boy reached under my dress and groped both of my tits directly. He pinched both nipples, causing me to squeal.

"Purple nurple slut!" he laughed. I tried looking him in the eye begging him to stop, but he kept pinching, almost bringing me to my knees. When I knelt, he grabbed my head and forced it on to his dick over his pants. He violently thrust my head over his crotch to simulate me giving him a blow job. The whole class laughed.

He then took the shears and cut out my left tit through the dress.

The next boy was hiding something behind his back. He grabbed my tit with his left hand, and then uncovered a sharpie marker with the right. He uncapped it and started writing on my cleavage in fat letters.

The class roared in laughter. I had to look down to read what it said "SLUT" in big black letters all over my chest, extending from my clavicles to my cleavage. This made me start bawling. What did I do to deserve this?

He then took the shears and cut all the way down to the hem of the dress. The entire right side of my torso was now naked as the material fell to the ground. The next boy had a red sharpie and was making no attempt to hide it.

I almost had a panic attack as I tried desperately to get out of this monster's grip. I couldn't handle this humiliation anymore.

I was met with a sharp smack on the cheek.

"Settle down whore, we're just having fun." Mr. Wilson sneered. I returned to bawling, but remained still.

I had the word "WHORE" in thick red sharpie written across my torso diagonally. He cut the remaining fishnet off my torso, leaving it completely off me now save for the arms which functioned as sleeves now.

The next boy groped my now naked tits and feasted on them. He made the class laugh as he 'motorboated' my tits.

He then took a blue sharpie that was thrown to him. He wrote on my pelvis right above my pussy "CUM DUMPSTER"

He took the shears, and cut the string off my micro bikini right down the middle, exposing my pussy to the class.

The next boy wasted no time. He groped my tits with one hand, and fingered my pussy with the other.

"This whore is wet boys! She's loving this." He jeered

Impossible, I couldn't be. I was in hell. Oh no.. I felt my cum drip down my leg. How the fuck could I be enjoying this? There was no way.

The next boy came up and discarded of the string bikini to the ground, now leaving me completely naked. He started fingering me with two fingers. I let out a moan. The class cheered as the mocked my moan. He then turned me around and groped my bare ass cheeks.

As he continued to finger me, another boy came up and wrote something on my lower back, and then ass cheeks.

"TEACHER'S PET" "PROPERTY OF MR WILSON" the boys read aloud as they laughed.

Another boy came up to me and started writing huge letters up my back

"X X X"

All three of the remaining boy were now groping me. I didn't know whose hands were whose. All I knew was, it felt good..

I had two pairs of fingers fingering my pussy. Two hands groping my tits hard, and two hands groping my ass cheeks.

No more was I crying, I was moaning out loud.

The mocks of the boys started to drown out as I became more and more focused on how these boys were pleasuring me in so many ways. I became lost in bliss. I closed my eyes. I was becoming hornier by the second.

I came, I felt a gush of cum come out of my vagina and leak down my leg.

I admit it. As much as I hated the situation Mr. Wilson had over me, I grew to love the sex. The first time I ever reached orgasm was when Frank the Janitor raped me. I loved every second of fucking the principal. Even when Mr. Wilson, the ogre that he is, puts that big dick in me, I feel something that I've never felt before. The rougher, the more deameaning, the more degrading, the more I liked it. Something is wrong with me.

I felt Mr. Wilson's large hands grab me by the waist and pick me up. He bent me over his table, face down.

'Yes' I thought to myself.

"Now boys, now that you got this slut wet, theres only one thing to do. I'm gonna fuck her!!"

The class roared. The made a circle around me and Mr. Wilson.

I reached back and split my ass cheeks apart. I moaned as he entered me with his big thick cock.

"YEEeees" I moaned

He started to thrust, and I started to moan uncontrollably. It felt like one continuous orgasm. Just then I felt his large thumb enter my asshole.

I didn't flinch, I accepted it and squeezed my sphincter around it. I've learned to love anal stimulation. This drove me into a wilder frenzy.

I could hear the class ooo and ahh. They called me a slut, a whore, it didn't matter. I was a slut, and I loved being one as a matter of fact. I moaned louder. I took a moment to look up. All of the boys had their pants dropped, and were stroking their cocks. This pushed me further into orgasm. The thought of these boys getting off at me getting fucked was stimulating beyond belief.

I soon shrieked in pain as I felt his big dick enter my asshole.

The boys roared in approval.

I relaxed my sphincter to accommodate his big cock. I knew the first few thrusts were the most painful, and then after that was all pleasure. I rhythmically worked my hips and winked my asshole on his cock, trying to give my man that extra bit of stimulation.

I loved the feeling of getting fucked up the ass. It made me feel so dominated. The stretch, the mix of pain and pleasure, was something not matched by any form of sex. I begged for him to continue.

"Please daddy keep going!!" I moaned as I heard my voice echo throughout the class

I could sense perhaps that he was getting tired. I couldn't let this end though. I pushed him off me with my hips and closed my asshole.

I stood up. I looked down on my body. I embraced the words "slut" and "whore" that were marked on me with sharpie marker ink.

I turned around and pounced on Mr. Wilson, pushing him back into his chair. I grabbed him by the head and made out with him passionately, as I sat on his cock with gaping ass hole. I started to ride him up and down as I continued to make out with him. He almost seemed surprised by this, but he kissed back. He groped my tits too, sending me further into ecstasy.

It was like my passionate kissing was too much, it sent him over the top. Soon, I felt his cock start to spasm, so I sat down on it. I felt his warm cum deep inside my rectum. I gave one more agonal moan.

I stood up

"Holy chit, cum is leaking out of her ass!" the boys yelled.

I didn't care. I walked over to the circle of boys, and got on my knees in the middle of them.

I opened my mouth, closed my eyes and waited. After a few moments, I felt the hard cock of one of them in my mouth. I instantly start sucking. I grabbed two more cocks with my hands and started stroking. I felt hands all over me groping my tits, ass, hair, thighs, torsos.

When I felt his cock start to spasm, I took it out and pointed it at my face. I kept my eyes open as I looked at his jet of cum shoot at me. My nose, cheeks, and lips were drenched in his warm cum. I always loved in bukkake scenes when the slut would get cum shot in her eye. I would try for that with the next one.

I grabbed the cock in my right hand and put it in my mouth. I soon accepted his cum on my forehead and eyes. I laughed like a maniac.

The next cock was smaller, I wanted to get him off quick so I could get a bigger one to play with. I reached around and put my finger in his anus, like I had seen in porn and had read about. I pressed down as I sucked on his small cock. The boy almost instantaneously erupted ropes of spunk on me. I was a bit caught off guard, so winced backwards. It landed all over my upper chest and tits.

The next boy had a bigger and thicker cock. I wanted to cherish it. I took my tits in my hands, and away from the boys who were groping it. I wrapped my big tits around his cock, and sucked the part the stuck out. I licked his urethra, and kissed the head of his big dick. Soon I felt his cock start to spasm, and I let him cover my tits with his glorious cum.

Next I took two cocks at once. Alternating sucking rapidly while stroking the other. I pointed both at my face as they exploded.

The next boy had nice, big balls. I gave his cock a quick suck, but then started to lick his balls. I was getting off on the salty taste. I stroked his cock while I continued to munch on his nuts. He exploded without warning and came in my hair!

I took the last three boys at once. I took one in my mouth while stroking the other two. I got the one off. He came in my mouth. I wanted his cum on me, so I spit out his cum and saliva and let it dribble down my mouth onto my chest and tits.

I then took the others, rapidly cycling between stroking and sucking. They soon both got off, cumming on my face and tits.

I was breathing heavily. I looked around. The boys were staring at me in awe. Their dicks were limp, they were sitting in their seats in various states of dress. I was buck naked in the middle, still on my knees, in a puddle of cum and sweat.

I could hear that Mr. Wilson was saying something, but I couldn't focus on what it was. The boys smiled, laughed, cheered. I just couldn't understand, it was like I was in some kind of dream land.

The bell rang. Mr. Wilson said something about having a good spring break, and having them look forward to fuck me when they come back. Slowly, they left.

Leaving just me, and Mr. Wilson. I suddenly realized where I was. I looked up at him. He once again resembled and ogre. I was cold, shivering in fact. I wreaked of cum. I looked down at my naked body on the floor. I was covered in jizz. I had terrible words written all over my body.

My lips started to quiver. I started to bawl uncontrollably.

"What the fuck is happening to me!?" I wailed "Why me, Why me." I sobbed uncontrollably

I was met with a painful smack across my face that smacked me back to reality

"Quiet whore." Mr. Wilson sneered "You are a slut. Your body is beginning to understand that, but your mind is slow, like usual you stupid whore."

He continued to look at me as I sobbed.

"Embrace that you are a slut, and you will be happier than you have ever been before. Give in to your primal urges, stop fighting." He said as he slapped me again across the face

This was enough to snap me to my senses. I stopped crying. I hated him, but I stopped crying. I looked at him in the eye, and stood up.

He gave me a bag. I looked inside. It was as set of cameras.

"This is for you. Set it up in your room. I expect constant contact over spring break. I'm having so much fun playing with you, I don't think I could fathom being away from you over spring break."

I got up, put my coat over my naked cum stained body for the second straight day, and walked out of the room.

Chapter 9:

Katee's Perspective:

That night Mr. Wilson forced me to set up cameras in my room, and bathroom. My home, the one place where I had freedom from that monster, was now ruined. He watched me shower that evening as I cleaned the cum and sharpie off my naked wet body body. He even watched me pee. This monster now had full access to me at all times.

I stepped into my room, and turned on the webcam, and was treated to his hideous face. He told me that with his set up he can toggle between the 6 high definition cameras in my room, and the 4 in my bathroom, in my shower, mirror, inside my toilet and facing my toilet. I called him a freak, but he didn't care in the slightest.

He ordered me to be naked at all times, and had me lock my door. My dad usually didn't come home til late, from his second job. But still, just in case, I knew he didn't want to take any chances.

Currently, he had me watching grotesque porn. It was of a girl getting fucked up the ass by one man while getting peed on by another. He told me he was gonna pee on me like the whore that I am. I had the urge to cry, but ignored it.

While watching this disgusting porn, he had me sitting on my 10 inch vibrator in my pussy. He then made me stick a 6 inch dildo in my ass, and then suck on it. He thought it was so hot how I was licking and sucking on something that was 6 inches up my ass.

Of course, I felt humiliated. He was telling me all of the nice shots he was collecting of me. It hurt, but I knew I had no choice but to do what he wanted. And truth be told, he had so much footage of me at this point, that him getting more footage of this was really just a drop in the bucket

It wasn't long however until the vibrator stuck 10 inches into my pussy started to have an effect. I started riding it, finding a rhythm. I started fucking my ass more vigorously. When he would yell, I would take it out and lick the smelly, bitter toy, but would then go right back to fucking my ass as soon as I could.

Soon, the sights of the blonde whore's big tits getting pissed on while she sucked another guy's cock were turning me on. And even sooner, I found thoughts of wanting to be that girl creeping into my head. I came once, and then again.

I switched positions so that I was on my back. I shoved the smelly anal toy down my throat. I started violently fucking my pussy with the vibrator with both hands until I reached orgasm again and again. I knew Mr. Wilson was having fun watching me, and in a way knowing this was driving me even crazier into lust.

Just then, ever so faintly, I heard the doorbell ring.

"Fuck." I whispered to myself "Daddy's home" I told Mr. Wilson as I rushed and put the toys away and went to go close the computer.

"Wait wait wait!" He cried. "Leave me on for now. Just turn the monitor off. I'm going to tell you what to do."

I looked at him coldly, as I turned the monitor off.

"Go put on that white thong I bought you, and that short white midriff tee."

"Are you crazy, that's my dad!" I protested

"Do it you whore, don't forget your place." He ordered coldly

I was snapped out of all arousal with that cold remark. I scrambled to put the clothes on that he ordered as I heard footsteps coming up the steps.

I threw on the white lace thong that Mr. Wilson was talking about, as well as the white tee. This short shirt simply hung on to my tits, leaving my entire midriff exposed.

"Hey Kay! I'm home!" My pops exclaimed

I was trembling. I had never dressed like this in front of my dad before. He was a wholesome dad, and we were a small, but conservative family. At least we used to be..

I heard Mr. Wilson exclaim "Make sure you give Daddy a big hug."

I shushed him, before opening my door as soon as my dad was about to come in.

My dad's eyes widened.

"Umm Katee, have I caught you at a bad time dear?" He said, with judgemental tone in his voice.

"Oh no daddy. I was just feeling hot, you know, hormonal girl stuff." I giggled

This seemed to put him at ease, but not by much.

"Oh, ok dear."

I knew I had to give him a hug, so I went for it. I gave my dad a bear hug, like I usually do. I felt him cringe as my tits pressed against his chest. He didn't know where to put his hands, so he settled for my shoulders that at least had thin cloth on them.

"Dear do you have any laundry? I'm just going to go do a load." He said. I sensed that he wanted to leave quickly.

"Yeah sure daddy." I walked to my hamper in my closet, and bent to pick it up. I turned around and gave it to my dad.

I gave him a kiss on the cheek, and he was on his way.

I shut the door and locked it.

I turned the monitor on

"Way to go you idiot, now my dad thinks I've lost my mind." I continued "you better be careful, if you keep making me act weird around him he's going to figure out what's going on!" I threatened

He smiled as he replied "Figure what out? That his daughter is a whore who sucked off her entire class today?

He said as he clicked and showed me an edited video of my bukkake with the boys in class today.

Just seeing this clip almost knocked me back on my ass. I was sucking off a classmate, had the cock of another in my hand, and my face, hair and tits were covered by cum.

"Trust me whore, it's in your best interest to keep anyone from figuring out what's going on, not mine."

He drew great satisfaction in leaving me speechless.

Then he continued.

"besides, I think 'Daddy' enjoyed the view."

He paused for a few moments. Just as I was about to make a rebuttal, a video played. It was my dad, and he was clearly checking out my thong clad ass as I walked away from him and bent over!

"Any guy is going to look at a naked girl's ass when its bent over in front of them, that doesn't prove anything" I rebutted

"Fine then, let's put it to the test. You make him sleep in your bed tonight, wearing that, and we will see what happens."

"What! No, I haven't slept with my daddy in years!"

"Enough! Stop with your attitude you little slut." He said coldly "This is not a discussion you whore. What I say goes."

I pouted "fine."

"Good slut. Now in the meantime, to get in the mood, you're going to watch this daddy-daughter incest porn while you fuck yourself with the vibrator."

I took my thong off and put the vibrator into my pussy. I started off feeling disgusted. How could anyone be in to incest? Its gross!

But sure enough, within a matter of minutes when my juices started flowing. I was begging to be the girl in the video, getting fucked by her dad (and later, grand dad). After making myself cum twice, Mr. Wilson told me to go get the plan in motion.

I put on a robe, as I didn't want to intimidate my dad with my outfit. I walked over to his room. He was in bed.

"Daddy, I've been having really bad dreams lately." I pouted

"Really pumpkin? About what."

"About monsters, ghosts, all of that. Like I used to a few years ago when I was little." I cried

"Oh gosh dear, I'm sorry to hear." He soothed

"Daddy, could you come sleep in my bed? Like old times."

"Dear, I don't know. You're too old for that. I don't know if we would even fit in that small bed!" He laughed

"Please daddy, pretty please. Just for tonight. I promise you can have most of the room I will just cuddle in the corner."

"Well dear, you seem very shook up about this. Sure I guess, but just for one night."

"Yay!" I squealed. I took my daddy's hand and got him out of bed. I led him to my room. I felt a knot in my stomach as I entered. I couldn't believe that I was setting my daddy up like this, that I was exposing him to this monster. I justified to myself that I had no choice.

I plugged in the night light like Mr. Wilson instructed, so that his cameras could see us. I dropped my robe, once again my dad was taken aback at my thong and skimpy midriff.

"Erm Katee, shouldn't you be wearing pyjamas to bed."

"Oh daddy, im so hot." It was true that it was a warm night "and I'm your daughter, why do you care."

This seemed to put him at ease. "OK dear."

I led him into bed by the hand. I got him to lie down on the side closer to the wall, I lied down to the side facing the room. Mr. Wilson wanted me here so I could have the most cameras focused on me. I lied over the covers, once again blaming the heat.

My dad tried to take up as little space as possible, as to not touch me in any way. Mr. Wilson told me what I must do.

I sighed, almost with tears in my eyes, as I backed my thong clad ass onto my daddy's crotch. It rested there for a minute before he moved back again, running into the wall. I took a gulp, before moving my ass back again, this time he had no where to run.

I felt his thick cock between my ass cheeks. I nuzzled my torso into his, and then swiftly wrapped his arm over my bare torso. He rapidly readjusted so that he was holding my hand, instead of my torso.

Now that I was in a position that the monster would be satisfied with, I said good night to my daddy and he said goodnight back.

I prayed that nothing would happen tonight, so that monster wouldn't have any dirt on my innocent daddy.

I laid wide awake. Almost trembling in fear. My dad usually snored, and he was quiet now. I knew he was awake too. I prayed that he would make an excuse to go to his room, or would turn the opposite direction. For the moment, we lied there motionless.

I felt a twitch. Not one of him moving though, it was something else moving. His cock twitched through his pyjamas.

'oh no' I thought to myself. My thong clad ass was so snugly pressed against his cock that I could feel his every movement.

Slowly I felt another twitch, and then another. Surely, his cock was hardening. I couldn't help but become aroused. My dad was really packing some serious cock. Visions of the pornstar 'daughter' getting fucked by her daddy from behind were playing in my brain. I felt my loins start to burn.

I kept it together. Any man would have an erection if a hot girl was pressing her near naked ass against his crotch. It's just human nature. I reasoned with myself. And I don't care how good his cameras were, he will not be able to see this due to my ass being in the way of the nearest camera.

While I was getting more and more turned on the harder my daddy got, I kept the bigger picture in mind. I prayed that he didn't make any moves. I could tell he was wide awake. I don't know if he knew I was awake, I was a pretty quiet sleeper.

Then I heard it

"Kay?" He whispered

I kept silent. 'Yes dad, make a run for it, I'm asleep!' I thought

He gave me a soft nudge "Kay?" he said a bit louder.

Yes dad, go go go! I willed him, but kept quiet.

I felt his arm let go of my hand. I was encouraged.

But then, he placed it on my bare tummy. He gave a soft moan as he stroked my tummy.

'Oh no' I sighed.

I felt his dick become rock hard as he stroked his daughter's naked stomach.

"Kay" He said louder as he stroked my tummy.

Still I said nothing. I knew Mr. Wilson would ruin me if I interrupted this scene that was developing.

Inch by inch his hand crept up my stomach. My stupid, slutty shirt left my under boobs exposed. His hands reached my under boobs, and applied gentle pressure.

He let out an audible moan, before testing me one final time.

"Kay!" He gave a soft yell.

I said nothing.

He was breathing heavy. I almost wanted to tell him to stop, as he tugged on my shirt, causing the fabric to recoil up, and expose my bare tits.

He still cautiously moved. He put his hand on my left tit, and stroked the skin. He gently played with the nipple, and then gave it a soft squeeze. He gracefully went to my right boob and squeezed it too, being able to carress my left boob with his wrist at the same time.

I yearned for his touch, but felt so bad about what was going to happen. If the cameras weren't on, I would fuck my daddy right now. But I knew that a monster was watching.

I felt him tug on his pyjamas, and let his rock hard dick out. I instinctively rubbed my asscheeks against his cock. It felt so good. I continued to gently rub his cock with my ass cheeks, letting his hand focus on my bare tits.

He brought his other hand under me and around, so that he was groping both tits now at once. I started to sway my ass more rhythmically on his cock. It wasn't long now before he started to moan. I felt his powerful cock start to spasm, and then he came ropes of warm jizz on my ass.

Almost instantaneously, like he was struck by lightning, he let go of my tits and put the shirt cover back on them. I could sense the panic in his movements. He rubbed my ass with his pyjama bottoms, trying to get most of the cum off.

He quickly got up off the bed, and scampered out of the room.

I was so aroused. I took what was left of my daddy's cum on my ass cheek on my finger, and put it in my mouth. I savored it, before swallowing it down.

I was left though with an overwhelming feeling of gloom. I almost didn't want to wake up the next day.

I had tears in my eyes as my tormenter showed me the clip on my computer monitor the next morning.

My daddy, looking as lustful as any other man that's ever touched me, was groping my tits with both hands. The clip toggled between different camera views. And finally climaxed with him cumming on my ass.

"If you don't want your daddy to go away for a very long time, you are going to do what I say."

I nodded in submission.

"Today, when he comes home, you're going to seduce and fuck him in front of my cameras. You and 'Daddy" are going to put on a show for me."

I started bawling. But, inside, I knew I had no option but to comply.

Mr. Wilson spent the entire day making me cum to incest daddy-daughter porn on multiple screens, with the center screen replaying my daddy groping me over and over again. It was his way of priming me. And deep inside, I knew it was working.

I finally heard my dad come home from work. I knew what I had to do.

I put a robe on my naked body. The robe covered me in entirety. I tied it tightly. My dad knocked on my door to say hello. I could tell how much more timid he was around me. I knew that he felt guilty.

I gulped. I knew what I needed to do next.

I took him by the hand and walked him onto the bed

"Daddy. We need to talk about last night."

My heart broke as his eyes widened

"Honey, nothing happened. Erm, you must have been dreaming."

I interjected by taking my robe off. Suddenly standing naked in front of my daddy. He yelled "Katee!" and motioned to get up. Before he could, I put my knees on his thighs and hands on his shoulders.

"Daddy, I was awake last night. You played with my tits when you thought I was sleeping. I'm giving you the chance to play with them now."

I held up my naked tits to his face.

"But you're my daughter, and you're too young!" He exclaimed

"that didn't stop you last night daddy." I cooed

I unzipped his jeans and took his cock in my hand. I started to stroke it.

"Play with my tits daddy." I begged

"Katee no, what are you doing." He cried

Despite his pleading, his dick was fully erect. I knelt so my bare ass was rubbing against his dick like last night.

"You liked my ass rubbing against your dick last night daddy."

I continued to rub. I took his hands and put them on my tits. I felt less and less resistance. I kissed his neck. I moaned as I felt his hands tightly squeeze my tits.

"Ahh Katee" He moaned as he started to grope my tits with more vigour "Do you know how long I've wanted to fuck you. How hard it's been to keep my eye off you. You're so fucking hot."

With that he flipped me onto the bed and got on top of me. I practically came to orgasm based on his flip alone. I loved being manhandled.

"Fuck me daddy. I've wanted to be fucked by you for as long as I could remember. Make my dream come true daddy."

I moaned as my daddy entered me. His cock was perfect. It was so warm. It felt right. He kissed me as he fucked me. I kissed his neck. I was making love to my daddy, and it felt so right.

"It's been so long since I've fucked a woman Katee, ever since your mom left. I can't believe I'm fucking my dream girl, finally!"

I made out with him passionately. I rolled on him. And started to ride him. He kept his hands on my tits. From what I could remember my mom had big tits like me, makes sense that my dad was a boob man! I put my tits in his face. He took them in his mouth as I continued to ride him.

I could feel him moaning uncontrollably. I didn't want this to end, so I got off of him. I flipped around so that my ass was in his face.

"Eat you're baby's asshole daddy." I moaned

I felt his warm tongue start to lap my ass hole. Maybe he was an ass man after all.

I looked at his delicious dick. I leaned forward and gave the head a kiss, and then a lick. As I felt his tongue enter my asshole, I swallowed his dick whole and deep throated it. I continued to give him head as he ate my asshole out.

Once again, I started to feel his dick start to twitch. I stopped in my tracks. I sat up, drowning my dad's face in my ass. I looked at his beautiful cock. As much as I wanted to pounce on it. I knew I couldn't because it would explode.

When I got the sense that my dad needed to come up for air. I switched positions with him so that I was on the bottom. I flipped around and invited him to fuck me doggy style. Once again, his hands reached around and grabbed my tits, while he entered my pussy from behind.

It was odd not to have my face spit on, slapped, or be choked while having sex for once. This really was love making. My daddy caressed my tits as he fucked me with slow but powerful thrusts. I moaned uncontrollably with each thrust. Almost simultaneously, me and my daddy reached orgasm. He came deep inside me.

After a few minutes of cuddling. He panicked. "Katee! You're on the pill right!?"

I chuckled. This was the first time any of the men that came inside me asked me that.

"Yes daddy, of course."

We cuddled there for an hour, making out in the interim. He gave me a final kiss, and then said, I gotta get ready to go to my night shift dear. We'll talk about this when I'm home tomorrow. But, we'll make this work kiddo." He soothed before he left.

As soon as he left, so did all the warm feelings of love and romance. A feeling of dread quickly washed over me.

I instantly started crying. I knew that not only was my life ruined but now the only person in this world who I loved, my dad's, was going to be ruined too.

I didn't sleep a wink that night. I sobbed uncontrollably into the pillow until dawn.

Mr. Wilson's Narration

I was in ecstasy as I stayed up all night editing together the best clips of Katee and her 'Daddy' fucking. I couldn't believe how stupid this slut was. She could have called my bluff on any single step of my plan, and there is a good chance that I'd be in jail for life and that she'd be just fine.

But here I was, now in the perfect position to execute the final phase of my plan. It's time that Katee moved in with her new daddy.

Chapter 10:

Katee's Perspective:

I was trying my best to keep in the tears on the bus. I felt dead inside, which was making it easier not to cry and make a scene. I looked up, as usual, there was 2 or 3 pervy men looking at me at any given time. I was dressed in yoga pants and a sweatshirt, with a luggage bag at my feet and back pack around my shoulder. These were filled with all the slutty outfits, heels, thongs, bras, and sex toys that I accumulated from Mr. Wilson over the last few weeks.

Mr. Wilson made me do the unthinkable. He made me run away from home, the one place that I felt safe. I cried endless tears this morning as he made me handwrite a letter to my dad and leave it on my desk in my room. It detailed how I was running away from home to start a new life, because I felt disgusted at myself for letting him have sex with me. It went on to warn him to not look for me, or I would go to the authorities to tell them that he raped me. Mr. Wilson made me write it in cold verbiage that would surely leave my dad devastated.

I was heart broken. My dad was the only family that I had, and I knew that he cared about me more than anything in the world. It killed me to know how devastated he would be when he read the letter, and learned that his princess was going to be out of his life forever. I knew though, from the moment he groped my tits in bed, with the lecherous Mr. Wilson watching the scene through spy cameras, that his life was going to be ruined.

Of course, Mr. Wilson threatened me that if I didn't do this act, that he would release the video of him groping me, and of us eventually having sex. He enforced that my dad would be fired from his job, become a social paraiah, and likely be going to jail. He would never be able to see me anyway. He told me it would be better this way. As much as I hated the man, I knew he was right.

I packed what he told me to in my bags, and left the house after my dad had left for work. I was on my way to Mr. Wilson's house, where he would make me live indefinitely. I shuttered at the thought of living with this man. I knew he was going to continue to fuck me in any way he wanted, and continue to exploit me sexually.

The bus ride was lasting for ages. I tried to distract myself by gazing outside. I thought I lived in a poor area, but block by block the streets seemed to be getting more unkempt. There were more and more homeless men, and the buildings seemed more run down. I realized why Mr. Wilson didn't have me dress in the usual slutty manner today. He probably knew that if I did, I wouldn't have made it to his place.

Mr. Wilson's perspective:

I was trying my best to contain my glee! My plan had worked to perfection. My young teen slut was on her way over to live with me. I was drooling at how I would be able to fuck her at will, now that her Dad was out of the way.

I had a deeper plan though. I needed to continue to break her down psychologically, and build her back up as an utter slut.. While holding the risk that her Father's life could be ruined if she misbehaved, over her head was a good temporizing measure, I knew that there would always be a risk of her revolting and calling me out on my bluff. I needed her to accept her new role, so that she would be mine forever to do with what I pleased.

It was spring break, so I had two weeks with her all to myself to make this happen. I practically sprang a boner as I heard my buzzer ring. I hopped up and went to answer it.

Katee's perspective:

I got off the bus and quickly rushed down the street towards his building. I walked by multiple homeless men, offering to help me 'find what I was looking for', or cat calling me. I practically ran past them. Thankfully, his place wasn't far from the bus stop.

'Wow, what a shit hole' I thought to myself as I looked up and down the old building that looked like it could collapse at any moment. I made my way to the door, and buzzed Mr. Wilson. I quickly heard a tone, and then heard the door un-click. The wooden door creaked as I opened it. The air in the building was so thick and musty. It couldn't have been well ventilated.

Of course, the single elevator was out of order. I made my way up the stairs, which creaked with each step. Slightly short of breath from carrying my luggage up four flights of stairs, I walked to his apartment. I gulped. I had an impending sense of doom as I knocked on his door.

He opened the door, grinning at me.

"I'm glad you made it OK dear." He leered

He looked even more disgusting outside of school than he did at home. He had a stained white 'wife beater' on. His hairy pot belly was bulging out of the bottom of the shirt. He had boxers on, and I could notice his erection pitching a tent in the fabric. I cringed as I knew he would make me take care of this for him.

I lugged my bags inside. The smell was terrible. The unit smelled like a mix of body odor, mold and piss. I couldn't believe that a man who was a teacher lived in such disgusting conditions. There were clothes and rags all over the living room. The unit was lined with plush white carpet, that had turned into a piss yellow color with multiple stains. The unit was also terribly small. The living room and kitchen area were the size of my dad's room.

There was a computer in the corner on a desk. I cringed as I saw lube and a cum stained rag on the desk. I knew this was where he masturbated many times to the videos and pictures he made me send him. This was the station from which he controlled my life. A part of me wanted to rush to it and throw it out the window, but I knew that he was smart enough to create backups of the content that he was blackmailing me with.

Before I could barely put my luggage down, I felt his monstrous hands grip my waist and pull me into him from behind. Even through my sweat pants I could feel his hard cock.

"I've waited so long to have you all to myself." He whispered into my ear.

I practically gagged at the smell of his breath.

He moved his hands under my sweatshirt and groped my tits over my bra. He peeled my sweater off, and quickly undid my bra and let it fall on the carpet as he led me to his bedroom. The tiny room was almost just large enough to fit a small bed and a desk. I again looked in disgust at the bed, as the sheets were stained with what I assumed was dry cum.

He pushed me onto the bed face first. I again wanted to plug my nose at the smell of the sheets and bed. He swiftly peeled my sweatpants and thong off with one pull. I felt his drool on my lower back as he moaned. I closed my eyes as I felt his big cock enter me from behind. I was terrified, and was shocked as a soft moan left my mouth.

As he continued to thrust, I couldn't help but get wet. I could feel my juices dripping down my thigh. It was almost like a preconditioned response. I hated this, I knew my life was in pieces and that this was a living hell. But when his big cock was in me, none of that mattered. What the fuck was happening to me!?

I continued to moan as he groped my tits with his big hand, and fucked me from behind. I felt him exit my pussy. I stuck my ass up, subliminally begging for his cock to come back. Instead, I moaned in pain and pleasure as his cock entered my ass. I learned to relax completely so that he could get as deep as he wanted and thrust hard. I loved his anal stimulation as he fucked me hard up the ass. I soon moaned uncontrollably as I reach orgasm. I learned though that cumming only made me hornier, as I was lustful to achieve the next one.

I decided to take control. I was hungry for his cock. I turned around and salivated as I looked at it. I crawled over on all fours and stuck the cock that was just in my ass into my mouth. The smell of the cock was disgusting, but it turned my on in the state that I was in. I took turns between sucking his cock, and his salty ballsack. He was mauling my tits like a mad man.

Soon, I felt his cock spasm, and I hungrily accepted his cum onto my tongue and swallowed.

He looked down on me and smiled, as I was breathing heavily. He patted me on the head.

"Good slut."

I felt satisfaction, almost proud, until I caught myself. I looked around at the disgusting bed I had just been fucked on by this monster, in the moldy room. I got shaken into reality, and realized in the predicament I was in. What made me feel worse is how I could possibly enjoy any bit of this? What kind of slut was I becoming?

I started bawling, as all sense of pleasure and satisfaction now seemed like a distant memory.

I felt a sharp smack on my cheek, and then another.

"Stop you're crying slut. Learn to accept that you like to be treated like a dirty $2 whore. The sooner you do, the happier you will be." He sneered

I felt my cheek burning, as I rubbed it while I let his words sink in.

He didn't give me much time to reflect. He grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled me up and led me to the bathroom. The tiny room smelled like piss and shit. The once white sink, toilet and shower were now stained yellow. He told me that to 'earn my keep', that it was my job to keep the house tidy. I was to start in the bathroom today. He handed me a toothbrush and said I was to start by polishing the floor.

Mr. Wilson's perspective:

I was in utter bliss. No more need for porn for me. Watching this naked young teen prance around the house cleaning, had given me many boners in the day. And any time I had an erection, I would simply grab the teen, and use her young body in any way that I wanted. I had came in her teen ass, pussy and mouth already. When I was done using her, I would command her to start cleaning where she left off. Truthfully, I didn't give a fuck about how clean my apartment was. I just wanted her to feel as degraded and useless as possible.

In the interim, I had taken her phone and wallet containing all of her personal ID's and locked it in my safe. I looked through her luggage in glee as I looked at all of the sexy outfits I had bought her. I added them to the closet next to the others that I hadn't shown her yet. Tonight, I had something special planned for her to continue down her path of sexual degeneracy.

Katee's perspective:

I got out of Mr. Wilson's dingy shower and dried off. I couldn't believe that that lecherous old man had used me like his sex toy. I dried my tears off with the towel. I was resigned to the fact that I would likely end the day by crawling up in that disgusting old man's bed naked, ready for him to use my body again.

To my surprise, when I walked out of the bathroom naked, into the main area of the house, the old man stood there with an outfit in his hands.

He walked up to me and told me to put it on. I took it in my hands. It was a new one that I hadn't worn before. I looked at the frilly fabric in my hands. It was a two piece red fishnet outfit. He told me to put it on in the bathroom and 'make myself look pretty'. At this point I knew better than to question what he said.

Mr. Wilson's Perspective

I quickly put a pink cheap satin sheet on bed, and then sprinkled some roses on it. No, I wasn't trying to plan a romantic date for my sex toy, I was planning something much more degrading.

I saw her walk out of the bathroom. She looked sexy as always. On top she had on a long sleeve fish net half blouse. It covered her shoulders before plunging deep, showing most of her cleavage, and then wrapping around her tits. It left her entire midriff bare and it clung tight to her body. Of course, since it was fishnet, it did nothing to cover her tits, and her nipples simply poked through the holes.

Below, she had a matching fishnet red mini skirt which clung to her ass, ending inches above the bottom of her cheeks. She had no panties on, so her pussy was entirely visible through the fishnet material.

She looked at the bed in shock. She looked at me as I opened a laptop in front of the bed and told her to sit down in front of it.

"You're gonna earn your keep in this house slut. And there is only one thing a whore like you can do to earn money.

And that is by using that hot body of yours." I sneered

I looked as her eyes opened in horror as she saw herself reflected back in the laptop monitor. She started to realize what was going on.

"So from now one, to earn you stay here, you're going be a little cam whore."

I pulled up my PC behind the laptop, and pulled up the room. I was the moderator of her channel that I made on a popular camgirl website on the dark web.

I designed her channel describe that she is a high school teen new to being a cam girl. She got kicked out of her house. She was desperate for cash, and would do anything to earn it. I knew that this de*ion would attract a lot of attention.

I set the format of the show to keep it free so that anyone could join and enjoy the show. I, as a frequent patron of this site, hated when some rich asshole would take the girl private and deprive the rest of us. Instead, I made the rules so that all could watch for free, but to direct Katee on what to do, she would have to be given money (which of course would go to me).

I told her to look sexy, act like a whore, and do anything that these men wanted her to do.

With that, I got the show going.

Katee's perspective

My heart was racing. My cheeks were blushed. I was terrified. With one click of the button, I started seeing 'visitors' pile in to my 'show'. My eyes widened as the number of guests reached into the triple figures.

I couldn't believe I was doing this. I wanted to cry. What if one of these men knew me? What if they were recording me and were going to release it on the internet. My life would be ruined. I felt my self on the verge of having a panic attack. I took a breath to try and calm down. My only chance of surviving Mr. Wilson would be to do what he said, and live in the moment.

I looked down at the chat, dozens of messages were coming in. Far too many to reply to.

Messages like "Hey Beautiful" "Hey gorgeous." "Nice outfit" were a common theme.

I looked at them like a deer in headlights

"LMAO this slut looks nervous." One said, further staking my nerves. "Must be a rookie"

I looked up at Mr. Wilson. He glared at me to say wave and smile.

I did as asked. I felt myself relax as I smiled a bit and waved.

"Hey boys." I said written in pink writing. It was Mr. Wilson typing on my behalf from the other side of the laptop

"I'm so excited you all could make it." I waved again as I read the message pop up

I heard a 'cash register' ring tone from laptop and I saw a green comment flash "bigTed donated $5- 'play with your tits"

I looked at Mr. Wilson, he gave me the thumbs up.

I bit my underlip as I brought my hands up to my boobs, and held them up for the camera. I squeezed my tits for the camera. I heard the cash register tone several more times.

"$5- pinch your nipples" "$5- lick your nipples whore." "$10- take off you top slut"

Each "whore" and "slut" stung. I knew what I looked like to these men. But if only they knew the truth. If only they knew that I was a good girl, being forced to do this..

I peeled my fishnet top off, baring my teen tits to a chatroom full of hundereds of strangers. I pinched my nipples. I could barely keep up with the amount of requests, and lewd comments. All I knew was that as long as they didn't pay, I didn't need to pay attention to them.

I took my right breast in my hand and brought it up to my mouth and sucked on my nipple.

"$20 show me that teen pussy slut"

I took a deep breath, before uncrossing my legs, and hiking my skirt up. I was now showing this chatroom my pussy.

I read many of the lewd comments, making me feel even more degraded.

"$25- finger yourself"

I took my middle and index finger and slipped it into my warm pussy. I started to gently stroke myself. All those times Mr. Wilson made me masturbate really made me realize what I liked

"$20- Faster whore"

Well, so much for slow and gentle. I did what I was told. I started to finger fuck myself more vigorously.

"$5- moan like the slut you are."

I started to moan, and body started to writhe, as I subconsciously started to ride my fingers with my pelvis.

"$25- Now fuck yourself with a dildo hoe"

I was snapped out of my reverie." I looked up at Mr. Wilson, He handed me a studded 10 inch dildo. The girth of it was massive too.

I returned to my position, legs open. I showed the dildo to the laptop, sparking digital cheers. I was shocked, as the guestlist had grown to the thousands. I guess word had spread about the free show that I was putting on.

I opened my legs and put the rubber studded dildo into my pussy. I moaned as I slowly shoved it in inch by inch. I started stroking the first half of it in and out of my pussy. This was more than enough for me. I started to moan louder.

I heard the ring tone again

"$50- force it all in slut"

I licked my lips before slowly starting to advance the massive studded dildo into my young tight pussy. I imagined it was about 7 inches in, and I felt like it was going to make my pussy tear. It felt good though. I slowly advanced it. My pussy was surprisingly accommodating.

I gasped as I plunged the final inch in. Just as it was in, I started to withdraw it and plunge it in again. Each stroke felt so good. As my pussy became more and more lubricated, I was able to fuck myself freely with the big dildo. I had never felt such pleasure from a toy before. Soon my body began to writhe uncontrollably as I felt the unmistakable feeling of orgasm.

I continued to fuck myself, as I returned my eyes to the screen.

"$50-now fuck your ass whore"

Without a second thought, I turned around and bent over so that my ass was facing the laptop. I spread my ass cheeks wide, showing the thousands of strange men my teen asshole willingly.

I took my finger and stuck it in my ass. I clenched my sphincter around the my finger as I buried it in to my rectum. I stroked it in and out, and without even being asked, put my middle finger in as well. I continued finger fucking my ass.

I heard a tone, so turned around

"$50- now lick your finger clean your dirty whore."

I turned around for the camera, and one by one put my index finger, and middle finger in my mouth. I started at the base of each finger, and licked the tip.

"$100- dildo in your ass."

I licked my lips as I grabbed the great dildo and shoved it up my ass. I moaned with each inch as the studded dildo made its way into my rectum.

I was only able to get it about half way in before stopping due to pain. I felt like my asshole was about to tear.

"$150- put it all in hoe"

"$150- shove it in whore"

"$200- don't be a bitch."

I breathed heavily as I tried to relax my sphincter, and force the dildo into my asshole"

I moaned in agony and in pleasure as I was able to shove the dildo in of the way. I continued to breath as I made one final push.

My insides felt like they were about to explode, but it also felt so good. I felt my body again writhe as I shoved it into my ass fully. My knees collapsed as I reached orgasm on the bed again.

I moaned as I slowly, and enjoyably withdrew the dildo from my ass inch by inch.

I turned around, so that my face was inches from the laptop.

I took the dildo in my hand and started to suck on it.

I heard the cash register tone over and over as donations poured in.

I typed onto the keyboard "I wish this was a real cock in front of me"

As I deepthroated the massive dildo that was just in my asshole.

With that I read typing across the screen. It was Mr. Wilson, posing as me.

"Well that is it for me tonight boys. Pleasure meeting you, same time same place tomorrow!

XXX Katee"

And with that, the final donations poured in, and the screen closed.

Mr. Wilson stood up and slid the lap top aside.

He grabbed my by my thighs and slid me over to him. He put my ankles on his shoulders as he unzipped his trousers. I closed my eyes and moaned as I felt his cock enter me.

As I was getting fucked and reaching orgasm again, satisfying my most primal desires, I couldn't help but think "maybe being a whore isn't as bad as its made out to be."

Chapter 11:

Mr. Wilson's Perspective

As I heard the shower run, and felt the steam fill my small apartment unit, I faded into a dream like state. I was in utter bliss. I still couldn't believe that this was really happening.

In a matter of weeks I had went from lusting over the sweet sexy teen in my class, to absolutely owning her as my personal sex doll. I wiped the residual cum off my thigh, my sweet teen pet had just given me a morning blow job, and was now in the shower cleaning herself off.

Not only was this gorgeous young teen at my beck and call, she was becoming progressively more depraved every day, at my doing of course. In a matter of weeks she went from an innocent virgin in my junior math class, to an utter depraved whore. Through my exploits, she's been put on display and made to pleasure her classmates, the school Principal and even the Janitor.

That wasn't it though, what really let me take our game to the next level was when she not so willingly seduced and made love to her own father! Out of fear that I would land him in prison for fucking his own teen daughter, I forced her leave him and run away from home and straight into my lair. He was her only family member. I knew that if I got him out of the picture, she would be even more malleable in becoming my personal whore.

I made her stay in my run down apartment instead. Now I knew that I had her exactly where I wanted her; scared and utterly alone. In one day living with me, I've started to degrade her further into a subhuman sex slave, stripping away all of her rights, and forcing her to please me in any way that I wanted. I took the depravation to another level last night, as I forced her put on a web cam performance for the ages for 100's of strange men online. I made thousands of dollars off my slut, but more importantly, it took her sexual humiliation to a whole different level.

I heard the shower turn off, and then Katee's light footsteps walking out on to the bathroom flooer. She started putting on her make up and outfit.

You see, I'm not in this for the money of whoring out a one wholesome young teen. I'm in it for the control. What feels even better than a gorgeous teen's tight pussy on my cock is the feeling that I am in utter control of her life. It's the sort of control that I've never had before. As you know, I'm an elderly high school teacher nearing retirement, with not much to show for in my life. I'm the type of guy that has always been at the bottom of the barrel. With Katee, this is the first time I've felt powerful. And this kind of power is more addicting than just sex.

As good of a situation as this was, I knew that it could end at any moment. I always knew that Katee was a wake up call and one or two smart moves away from being able to get out of my control, and getting me locked up for the rest of my life. My threats of exposing her tapes to the public, exposing her dad and everything else, were completely empty. My only hope is that she didn't call me out on my bluff.

To make this situation a bit more stable, I needed her to break down her sense of self completely, through humiliation, insults and sexual degradation. Only then could I build her back up as what I wanted, an utterly obedient whore. Once she truly bought in to her new identity, my plan would be complete and she would be my toy for life.

Today was going to be the next step. I wanted to slowly start to transform this sweet teen's innocent image so that every time she looked in the mirror, she would see a slut.

Just then, Katee walked out of the bathroom, looking at me solemnly. I smiled as I looked her up and down.

She was dressed in a light pink top and tight white pencil skirt. Her top was near shoulderless with thin see through straps connecting the front and back. She was braless but the top had heavy underpadding to lift her big tits up into perfect position. It was low cut to the point where the top halves of her big tits were clearly visible.

The bottom of the top wrapped tightly around her torso, but ended above her belly button, leaving her entire midriff exposed.

He pencil skirt wrapped tightly around her luscious ass, and ended a few inches below her cheeks. I had her wear a hot pink lace thong, and had her lift up the sides so that it was clearly visible on her naked waist to any one that would look.

She had her soft brown hair worn in a up in a pony tail. I had her wear plenty of pink blush on her cheeks, and pink lip stick to accentuate her soft young 'dick sucking' lips.

I had her wear hot pink high heeled pumps, which matched her lips and visible thong. In short, she was dressed like a scandalous little whore.

"Don't you look like a hot little slut." I sneered "Perfect for our day out today."

Her eyes widened as her worst fear came true, she would have to go out in public looking like this.

I packed my bag, including a hand gun. I knew that if I was walking around with a piece of ass dressed like this, there could be a chance I would be inviting trouble.

As I locked the door and walked with her down the hallway. I reminded her

"Remember, if anybody asks, you're my girlfriend." I sneered as I saw her visibly repulsed by that word

"And you will do everything I say today. One hint of disobedience and you will be punished when we get home." I said as I smacked her ass sharply before cupping it in my hands.

"Yes master" she pouted

Relieve, I led her down into the elevator.

The elevator opened, there were a couple boys inside, their jaws dropped as they took a look at Katee. They must have been preteens, but they knew that this girl was hotter than anything they've ever seen before.

Katee blushed, making her cheeks even redder, and she maintained her forward gaze. I looked at the kids and sneered as I wrapped my arm around Katee's bare waist and pulled her lithe body in towards mine.

The boys were making no attempt to hide their gaze. Knowing we had a moment before the run down elevator made its way down to the main floor, I thought I would give these boys a show. I took my hand and slipped it under Katee's skirt, lifting it up a few inches for them to catch a glimpse of her bare ass cheek and hot pink thong. They groaned. I laughed as I gave her ass a quick squeeze.

Just then the elevator reached the main floor, and Katee quickly reached her hand to her skirt hem and pulled it down just in time.

The boys giggled as they raced out of the building. I'm sure they would be telling their friends about what they saw today.

I calmly walked Katee out of the building. As you might have imagined, I live in the shittiest possible part of town. It's the slums. So a girl like Katee sticks out like a diamond in a coal mine in a place like this. I knew the type of attention she would get on a routine walk around the block, and I knew how much it would humiliate her, which is just what I wanted.

Her high heels clicked on the rough pavement on the side walk. We passed a few hobo's lying on the side walk just a few feet from our entrance. We heard cat calls, a "Damn bitch you're fine as fuck!" and even a "Come on bro let me see those titties!"

I simply smiled and nodded, trying to be pleasant. My hand was groping her ass cheek through her skirt as I pulled her into me. I noticed she wasn't fighting. As much as she was repulsed by me, she knew that I was her best chance of avoiding getting raped by these vagrants.

It seemed like every 30 seconds there was another lewd comment. Within a few minutes of the walk around the block, Katee had been asked to "show her tits", "spread her ass cheeks", "finger her pussy" and "suck cock" on multiple occasions.

It was hard to blame these guys though. Katee was dressed like a high class escort, and was 10 times hotter than any prostitute you would see around this part of town.

I would just laugh and joke "She's taken fellas", and would mostly be met with laughs, congratulations or astonishment.

My favorite were rare families we would walk by. Mothers would cover their family member's eyes, while the men would leer at Katee, trying to hide their gaze from their wives.

One grandma type walked by and screamed "You should be ashamed of yourself young girl, dressing like a slut. And you, what kind of father would let his daughter out in public like this!"

I sneered "Listen lady, she's not my daughter, I'm fucking this hot piece of ass." I said as I slapped Katee's ass in front of her as we walked away.

I swear the old lady was going to have a heart attack.

"I turned to Katee, wanting her to soak this in. See how much of a slut you are? Even old hags like her are calling you one."

She continued to walk, trying to act unphased, but I could see her eyes start to well up with tears.

Heads continued to turn as we walked a few more blocks, and reached our destination. It was a beauty salon.

I took a breath as I walked Katee in to the small shop where two women were working. I walked with her up to one of the stylists.

She was looking Katee up and down, and looking at me in judgement. Before she could even say it, I said

"She's not my daughter, she's my girlfriend." I smiled

She and her coworker paused a minute, before starting to laugh. They were sassy, they cracked jokes in good fun, automatically assuming she was my 'sugar baby', and congratulating her on finding a rich man.

I let them have their fun, better than them knowing the truth..

I showed them a picture of what I wanted done, and handed them a envelope full of cash, which was well above what the asking price was. This salon had great reviews, but was still a struggling business during the recession in the wrong end of town where less and less women were choosing to live. They needed every penny they could get.

They gawked in glee at the cash, and got to work. I told them it was a surprise for her, so to put a blind fold on her as to make a grand surprise out of the make over. They cheerfully clapped and did this, without even asking Katee's permission. The poor girl was swept to a salon chair, and the girls started going to work.

I stepped out to get some food, Katee of course was only allowed one meal a day, which she would have when we got back home. I spent some time making some appointments and arrangements for plans later in the day.

Finally, I got a call from the salon that they were ready for me to come for the grand reveal. I entered the shop again about 15 minutes later.

They brought Katee, out for me, still blindfolded in her slutty outfit.

"Perfecto" I smiled as I blew them a kiss.

Katee's Perspective

I couldn't believe what was happening to me. These two witches were practically dancing for Mr. Wilson because he gave them a few bucks. Meanwhile, they were treating me like trash. They kept me blindfolded and in my chair even though I asked for them to let me see what was happening.

"Uhm you're not the one paying honey" They would say. "Youre gonna keep that blindfold on til money bags says so." They would joke at my expense

They pulled and prodded at my hair, making me grunt in pain. I had no clue what they were doing. I could definitely smell hair dye, and bleach. I could also smell and feel hot glue on my scalp, over and over again.

After seemingly hours of pulling, and bleaching and dyeing, they wrapped a towel around my head. Then they turned their attentions to my nails, to what I could only assume was them gluing fake nails on each one of my toes and fingers.

Next they dragged me up and took me into the back room, where there were no mirrors. Only here did they unblind me.

They told me to look straight ahead, and hold still. They quickly put on thick and long eyelash extensions on each of one my lashes. I had always had short boyish eyelashes, but had never even thought of getting extensions.

I couldn't see my hair, but I caught glimpses of my finger nails, they were hot pink, and double the length of my natural nails. They looked good but I don't even think I could pick anything up with them! What the fuck were these witches doing to me!?

When they were happy with my lashes, they rushed my blindfold back on, before I even had a chance to object, they hushed me. One completely changed her tone when she called Mr. Wilson

"Hi Mr. Wilson, your doll is ready for pick up." They both laughed.

I couldn't believe these women. That's right, women were treating me like this. They were treating me like an object. I would expect this from disgusting men like Mr. Wilson, but not from my own kind!

A few moments later one went to go greet Mr. Wilson with her fake over-the-top nicety, while the other motioned me out of the back room. I felt like I was some terrorist hostage.

They counted down in their shrill voices "3, 2, 1, fabulouuuuss!"

As they brought me out and dropped my blindfold. It was painfully obvious that this was a reveal for Mr. Wilson, and not intended for me. I had no mirror in front of me.

I was met to Mr. Wilsons smug smile, and cold eyes.

"Perfecto." He smiled before blowing me a kiss.

The ogre walked over to me. As usual, I wanted to vomit as he approached me. His hand reached past my head and grabbed my hair.. my thick, luscious platinum blonde hair.

My eyes widened as I saw him take hands full of platinum blond hair, lift it up, and let it fall back beneath my shoulders. I looked down, my usual shoulder length brown hair was now golden and reaching my belly button on either side.

It was only then that he put his large hands on my shoulders and turned me towards the mirror. My eyes widened again.

I had oodles and oodles of platinum blonde hair. These witches must have used two heads worth of hair extensions. It was hard to tell but I think my own natural hair was tied up in an over the head bun, and then blended into what I assumed was pounds worth of wavy hair extensions that made their way down to almost my ass. Part of me was petrified, but part of me was in awe. I always wanted thicker, longer hair. I didn't care for the blonde though, I thought it made me look like a bimbo.

It was only then that I looked at my eyelashes. Again, part of me was shocked but part of me was in awe. My eyelashes were so thick, and so long, they had never curled up like this on my own.

One of the girls waved her hands through me hair explaining

"These extensions are glued in. They should be good for months, same with the eyelashes. And of course if you see your doll getting a bit run down, you know where to bring her for a tune up!" She laughed, prompting Mr. Wilson to roar in laughter.

"Do I ever." I then felt his body behind mine, thrusting his pelvis into my ass. My sliver of awe at my new look was instantly dashed, and I instantly became nauseous. I felt his monstrish hands cup my breasts and squeeze. He pulled me into his body. I locked eyes with one of the women, begging for her to help me.

She looked at me coldly until Mr. Wilson said "Well done ladies. Babe you're gonna get fucked so hard tonight.

The girls instantly laughed "Dammnn girl, I wish a man would talk to me like that. Thank your lucky stars bitch!"

Mr. Wilson sneered at me as he locked eyes through the mirror. He gave my tits one more squeeze before he released. I knew he wanted to send a message. Even in public, even in a salon full of women, I was his property.

He reached into his wallet, and tipped the women an extra $100 each. They cooed in excitement. He was rewarding them for their obedience.

Little did they know that the only reason this loser even has that cash is because he made me whore myself out online last night.

Mr. Wilson's Perspective

We walked out of the salon, and made a few blocks to our next destination. Katee looked so fucking sexy with her luscious platinum blonde hair, lashes and nails done. She now looked like the type of girl that would choose to wear the slutty outfit I was parading her around town in, rather than an innocent school girl being forced into it.

On the walk this morning, men were lusting after Katee, but were confused on how this sweet innocent young girl was with such a ugly old man. Now, with how she was looking, they were understanding. With her platinum blonde hair, bimbo pink painted nails and overall outfit, they knew her for what she was. She was a slut, a whore, likely with her sugar daddy. And they treated her like one. The comments were getting more lewd. I encouraged it as I would laugh loudly at each lewd comment asking to see her tits, fuck her pussy and even lick her ass.

The next place on the schedule was a combination of a tattoo parlor, body piercer and tanning studio. I had made the owner an offer he couldn't refuse, so he agreed to close the semi popular spot to make this a private appointment.

I walked in, and greeted the owner of the studio, as well as his two employees. This was reputable, but a bit seedy place, compared to the beauty salon. It was dim lit. In contrast to the salon, everyone here was a middle aged, overweight male with a bit of a grunge 'motorcycle gang' look. Its a pretty good vibe if you're a guy looking for a full sleeve tattoo, but I imagine a terrifying place if you're a scantily clad teenaged girl.

I made a bit of a show. "Well pal, as you can see, my doll here is a bit pale." I said as I stroked her torso. I wasn't lying. Katee was drop dead gorgeous, but she definitely could use some color.

"Don't worry man, we'll get her glowing for you." The man chuckled.

I gave him an envelope full of cash and left the place. Little did Katee know, but the owner gave me the key to the back door. I made my way to his office from the back door, and watched the scene that was about to unfold through the multiple security cameras.

Katee's Perspective:

I looked around at the 3 men around me. I was in a dark, seedy tattoo parlor. For once in my life, I felt a pit in my tummy as Mr. Wilson left. At least when he was here I had some sense of safety. Now that he was gone, I felt utterly helpless.

I looked around at the three men. All were looking at me like I was a wounded deer in the field. I looked up, trying not to make eye contact. I saw guns on the counter, as well as hung up on the walls. I immediately shifted my gaze to the floor.

'Get a hold of yourself Katee' I talked to myself. 'This is a popular place, some of the older kids in high school actually went here for tattoos. Just be normal, be yourself, like you used to be at least."

I mustered up a smile as I looked at the owner "Uhm Hi sir, where should I start."

He walked up to me, without saying much. He had a full head of jet black hair, greased back. He was about half a foot taller than, me and at least had 100 lbs on me, much of it in his broad shoulders, arms, and stomach. He was wearing a black V neck shirt, but I could still see his two full sleeve tattoos, and chest tattoo.

He finally replied "Well, your old man wants some color on you, so why don't we start there."

"Chris why don't we see what were working with under here huh?" He said.

I turned around, there was a man right behind me, I jumped as I didn't know he was so close. This man was skinny, and at least a foot taller than me. He was bald, and had tattoos of a snake and lizard crawling up his neck and onto his temples.

He put his hands on my shoulders, as to calm me.

But soon his skinny fingers reached under the strap of my top. I immediately pulled away, but stepped right into the hands of the owner standing in front of me. He grabbed me by my shoulders.

I heard the door locking and the blinds closing behind me as I realized the third man wanted to make sure no one walked in on what was happening here.

The owner calmly took his finger and put it on my lips.

"Now your old man paid top dollar for you to get the full service treatment. You don't have to lift a finger babe, just relax."

Tears started to well up in my eyes. I was too scared to move. He locked eyes with man behind me, and nodded. I was paralyzed in fear as the man behind me returned to my top straps and slid them down my shoulder. I felt my boobs release as they no longer had the support of the straps holding them up, and the lost the underpadding of the top.

I could see the third man now out of the corner of my eye. He was near my height, bald, fat, smiling as he rubbed his hands together.

I closed my eyes, and sniffled as tears rolled down my cheeks as the inevitable happened. The man behind me cupped my breasts, before slowly dropping my top, releasing by bare boobs free.

"OOOOO—eee!!" The short man exclaimed, practically jumping for joy.

The boss in front of me cupped both of my bare tits in his hands and started playing with them in his hands. He moaned.

"Don't think I've felt a pair of tits this nice in all my years." He moaned.

The man behind me swiftly dropped the top down my waist, and It dropped to my feet, leaving me half nude.

The short man giggled as he pulled my thong by the straps and pulled it up, giving me a wedgie.

"Naughty bitch!" He laughed .

The tall man behind me wasted no time in unbuttoning my tight pencil skirt, and letting it fall to the floor.

"No, Please" I whimpered, crying.

They ignored me completely.

"Please man please, let me see that ass." The short man jostled with the tall one to get behind me.

"Fucking idiot." The tall man sighed as he let the other one in front of him.

The short man moaned as he groped my ass.

"Oh my god I've never felt an ass this juicy!!" He screamed.

I could feel his cock through his trousers, practically humping me from behind as he groped my ass.

"Please don't" I sighed, already knowing that it would fall on deaf ears. I continued to sniffle.

The man in front of me didn't even look at my face as I begged him to stop. He took my tits in his hands and put one of my tits into his mouth. He suckled my nipple, as he brought me into him by my waist.

From behind I felt my thong being yanked to the side, and then abruptly a stubby finger started circling my ass hole.

The tall man joined in now, he groped my free tit, and stuck two of his long bony fingers into my pussy.

The short man behind me bent down on both knees. His finger was soon replaced my his slobbering tongue. He sniffed my teen asshole deeply, moaned and then started eating my ass out.

He was howling in pleasure. Screaming about how a girl finally let him eat her ass out.

The boss man in front of me sensed I was starting to breath heavier. He let my tit out of his mouth, and started kissing my neck while groping my tits.

I tried to push him off, but I was no where near strong enough. He just chuckeled, before continuing.

Without regard for the workers, he lifted me up into his arms and carried me onto the tanning bed and put me down.

"Hey boss, what the fuck!" the short one said.

The boss split my legs open and threw my thong aside. He took out his cock from his trousers. It must have been close to ten inches, bigger then most of the porn stars in the videos Mr. Wilson made me watch! I couldn't help but gasp.

"She's got a more than one hole you idiots." He yelled back at his subordinates.

I gulped and closed my eyes. I felt him enter me as I lied on my back. My legs were split apart and resting on his shoulders. I moaned in pain as his full girth entered me. As my mouth opened in pain, it was quickly stuffed by a short girthy penis that I could only assume was the loud short worker.

As the boss was fucking my brains out. He started yelling out commands.

"Chris, we can't spend all our time fucking her, get started on something the old man wants. Get the tanning oil."

It wasn't long before I felt hot oil being drizzled on my tits and torso. I felt a wet lappy tongue as I realized the tall man was spreading the tanning oil on my body with his tongue!

Meanwhile, the fat short man rudely yanked my mouth open and shoved his cock inside.I was gagging on the short mans chubby dick. He really had no concerns about my breathing. I struggle to catch my breath as he rammed his dick in and out of my mouth and moaned loudly.

I shoved the little man away, to catch a breath, before receiving a sharp slap on the cheek.

"Suck my cock bitch!" he screamed before holding my mouth open and ramming it in. I started tearing as I gagged on this heinous man's penis.

"Done boss" Chris replied after thoroughly spreading the oil on my front side.

With that, the boss effortless turned me over.

He walked around and gave the short man a bit of a shove, as he gave him the tanning lotion.

"Get her back"

I sighed in relief as I took I as much air as I could. This didn't last long as the boss put his big unit into my gaping mouth, almost making me vomit as he triggered my gag reflex. I realized the tall man had now started fucking me from behind.

The small man had resigned to smearing the oil on my back side. He lingered on my ass and ass hole, making sure it was well lubricated, before going to my back with the oil. I could feel his short dick and his big balls on my back as he moved up and down the table.

I couldn't focus on much other than the big dick in front of me. I looked up, the boss was smiling as he rammed his cock down my throat. He was playing with my now blonde fake hair with one hand. He had the other hand on my neck, choking me making it even harder to breath.

I begged him to stop but im sure even if he understood me he wouldn't care.

Just then, I felt his cock tense up, he put both large hands on my neck and squeezed as he came. I felt on the brink of fainting. He released as he came what felt like a gallon of cum into my throat. I choked and started coughing instantly, gasping for air. Just then the man behind me came in my pussy.

"OK boys, rest up while this bitch is baking in the oven." Round 2 when she's out.

Just like that, as I was still coughing up cum, The carried my naked oily body into the tanning booth and shut the door.

I had 5 or 10 minutes alone in the booth. I took it to catch my breath. I think the boss came into my airway, it took me almost the entire time to cough up all of his cum.

I was in tears when I heard the alarm go off. The two workers smiled as they opened the latch and looked at my naked body.

They picked me up and put me back on the tanning table.

"Round 2 bitch." The short man said.

This time the short man fucked me as I lied on my back. He was girthy but didn't reach far into my pussy compared to the boss. The tall man fucked my mouth. I was a bit better prepared for it this time, and learned to take in small breaths in pattern with his strokes.

I wondered where the boss was. I found myself thinking that if I'm getting raped it might as well be with his big dick, before almost slapping myself for having such a thought.

I noticed he was coming to me with something in his hand.

"Have your fun but keep her still. The old man wants us to put this on her."

I felt the cool sensation and smell of an alcohol swab on my tummy. I felt his firm hand keep me still, tenting my skin. What the fuck was going on?

"AHHHHH" I screamed as I felt it. I felt piercing cold steel as I realized this lunatic had pierced my belly button. I threw the cock out of my face before looking down. I saw a sharp piercing go into my belly butting and stick out an inch above it.

I felt a sharp slap on my face, before my head was yanked back down and forced to suck cock.

The boss capped the belly button pearcing..

"There there, stop your crying."

The tall man came, probably getting off on my pain. He gave me facial full of cum.

The boss yelled "Clean that shit up you idiot"

I soon felt a rag wipe the cum off my face.

The boss roughly grabbed my face and held it still. He gave the tall man a look.

"Hold her nose up" my nose was held still. He pierced it, this didn't hurt nearly as much as the belly, but I still had no idea what was going on.

He roughly attached a nose ring on my left nostril and spun it around.

I looked down, the short man had finally cum again.

"OK you idiot now that you've finally done it, why don't you prep the whore's asshole like the old man wanted."

The tall man lifted my legs up. Like he was a mechanic, the small man inspected my asshole carefully. Before going to the cabinet and getting a solution.

He wore gloves as he took a pad and soaked it with some solution. He spread my asshole apart, before applying some of the solution onto my asshole.

"OWWWWW" I screamed as it burned.

The boss, covered my mouth.

"Don't mind her, do a good job."

He proceeded to pour more of the substance, causing burning pain on my sensitive asshole.

"That's one bleached asshole for this bimbo." He grinned

Alright, get her back in the oven. We don't have much time til the old man is back.

The boss slapped me across the face "Not a word of this to the old man you whore."

I nodded "Yes sir" as I sobbed.

They dumped me into the tanning bed face down this time and shut the latch. I sobbed deeply for 10 minutes until I was done.

Mr. Wilson's Perspective

I was rock hard as I finished the live action scene that unfolded in front of me. I had watched the boss of this reputable tattoo studio and his two workers gang rape the sweet teen I had brought to them. Of course, I had given them permission, without disclosing too much detail.

I told them that Katee was my sugar baby, and her ultimate fantasy was getting gang raped by some strange men. I paid them to block off the studio to make this happen. I told them that no matter how much she cried or begged them to stop, she wanted this and was loving it. I told them to not stop no matter what.

Meanwhile, I had them add some things to Katee's appearance to make her look even sluttier. I had them give her a tan, making her once pale skin look golden tan. I had them bleach her asshole, to make her look like a true full service slut.

I then had them implant some very special pierced jewelry.

First was a sterling silver nasal ring, this was wrapped around her right nostril. Not only did this add to her new slutty look, but it also was functional. It had a tiny GPS tracker on the inside. I knew in case she decided to get squirrely, this would help me keep track of her.

The center piece was the sterling silver belly piercing that I had them pierce her with while they fucked her, completely against her will. It the silver stud was visible above her navel, before submerging under her skin and emerging again within her belly button. This part looked like a crystal like gem, but unknowingly to Katee also contained a microphone, so I could record her at any time I wished.

A half inch silver chain hung down from this piece before giving rise to the ornament, a glittering chain that strung together 6 letters that hung down from the main piece. It spelled out SEX TOY.

I wanted this ornament to let the world know exactly what Katee was, and how she was to be treated. I knew that jewelry like this would further enforce this new identity into Katee's psyche. Truthfully, I knew it was just the beginning.

Katee's Perspective:

After having their way with me and violating my body in all sorts of unimaginable ways, they gave me my purse, clothes and told me to put myself together for Mr. Wilson.

I was standing in a dimly lit, mold bathroom, having just re applied my eyeline, lipstick and blush. My new nose piercing stung as I accidentally grazed it while doing my make up.

I wanted to cry as I looked at my reflection. I could hardly recognize myself. Looking back at me was a golden tanned face with long, overly done platinum blonde hair. I had heavy make up on accentuating my eyes, lips and blushed cheeks.

My big, now golden tanned tits were boosted up comically by my slutty pink top. My legs were completely bare, with my tight white pencil skirt My tummy was also completely bare.

I teared up as I saw my new belly button piercing. It was throbbing, mocking me. In two or three inch lettering, the words "SEX TOY" dangled down from the piercing in shiny glittery letters which I'm sure could be seen from a block away.

"Hey bitch, come out, your 'boyfriend's' here" one of the men lauded

I wiped the tear off my cheek as I mustered the strength to walk out of the bathroom. With each step the chained ornament giggled a bit, tugging at my tender belly button.

I saw his leering smile almost instantly as I walked into the main room of the studio.

He came up to me, I felt repulsed as he put his hand freely around my bare waist.

"My my. Good work fellas" He sneered

He picked up the dangling letters of my belly button piercing in his hands. He beamed as he read it out loud.

"SEX TOY, ha! Sounds about right."

I winced in pain as he gave it a tug before letting it go.

He gave the boss an envelope full of cash, the boss counted it before thanking him for hie generosity.

"No problem man." He said as he started to walk me out of the room towards the door. "You took good care of my slut." He then paused as he turned back to them.

"I might need to bring her back for a tramp stamp." He smiled as he stroked my lower back to emphasize his point.

The men laughed

"Or maybe branding this sexy ass of hers." He said as he slipped my skirt up and gave my ass cheek a smack in front of the three men.

They cheered and laughed. "Bring her back anytime man, first tattoo is on the house for you."

I tried to hold in my tears. I was utterly humiliated as he was openly groping me in front of these strangers, treating me like a piece of meat.

Finally he led me out of the room, outside. The sun had begun to set. I was just relieved as I took a breath of fresh air in. It seemed like I had been in various dingy studios for hours.

Not knowing what this monster has in store next for me, I simply waited. I heard him whistle, as a cab pulled in to the parking lot. I could see the cab driver leering at me, looking me up and down.

The door was opened for me, and I felt Mr. Wilson's hand on my lower back, pushing me in. He quickly got in and closed the door.

"Nudies Strip Club" Please

The cab driver smiled before starting to drive.

He turned to me and leered "Time for you to show off your sexy body off like the whore that you are."

I felt the knot in the pit of my stomach tighten as the cab pulled out of the parking lot.

Chapter 12

Katee's Perspective

We arrived at the run down strip club in the bad part of town. We definitely didn't live in a large city. This was the only strip club we had, so it had gotten pretty infamous. I had driven passed this place sometimes with my dad. He always used to tell me this is where girls end up that make bad choices in their life, and cautioned me to focus on school.

I snapped out of the flash back of my sweet dad giving me fatherly advice to the present time.

"So pal, I can either give you 20 bucks, or my teen girlfriend here can show you her tits." Mr Wilson bartered with the middle aged Indian cab driver.

The cab driver quickly made up his mind on what he wanted.

Mr. Wilson looked at me and gave me the nod. My cheeks blushed. I looked down at my tits. I gulped before reaching down to the bottom of my top and lifting it above my teen tits, baring them to this strange man sitting in the driver's seat of the cab.

I could hear him sigh, I preferred to look away from him.

"Dear god" He exclaimed. As he turned

I felt Mr. Wilson's big hands grope my boobs, one tit at a time. He lifted each one up for the cabbie's inspection.

"Nice huh? Bet you haven't seen big young tits like these before hey bud."

"No sir, never" The cabbie replied in a thick Indian accent.

Mr. Wilson put his hand on my back and pushed me forward towards the man.

"Well this is your lucky day bud. As a tip, I'm gonna let you feel them."

I looked away from the man as I had my bare tits just a foot or so away from him.

"Thank you sir, Thank you!" He exclaimed

I soon felt his hairy hands start to cautiously touch my tits. I peeked and saw a wedding band on his ring finger. I'm sure he wasn't thinking much about his wife right now.

Like I've felt so many times before, the man started to grow confidence as Mr. Wilson didn't stop him from groping me. He must have figured I was powerless to stop him. He continued molesting me, groping my tits harder before he started playing with my nipple.

"Marvelous" he cried.

After another minute or two, Mr. Wilson interrupted.

"Well we gotta get going man. But why don't you take a picture of her. As a momento for you to 'remember her by'." Mr. Wilson sneered.

The man stumbled for his cell phone.

"Katee, smile for the camera." He sneered

I couldn't believe this. What was to stop this man from sending this to all his creepy cab driver friends, or worst, to post it online!

I knew I was powerless to resist. I looked at the camera, and forced a sad smile as I heard the clicks of his phone camera going off, photographing my nude tits feverishly.

"Wonderful!" Mr. Wilson exclaimed. He let me know I could cover my tits up, I couldn't get my top on quick enough.

The cab driver thanked him profusely, and gave him his personal number to call when we needed a ride at the end of the night. Mr. Wilson chuckled, and assured that he would call him when we were done.

He led me out of the car and around the side of the bar. He knocked on the side door. After about 10 seconds, a short pudgy Italian looking man opened the door. He looked me up and down, and smiled lustfully. He led us inside.

He was comically short, I'm sure he couldn't have been taller than 5 feet. He was as round as he was tall, and have greasy black hair. He looked like the type to own a place like this. He led us into his small, dingy back office.

He invited me and Mr. Wilson to sit down. Mr. Wilson quickly interjected, assuring that I would stand. I knew he did this to further embarrass me. The owner smiled. He sat down. I stood at Mr. Wilson's side, like an obedient pet while he took a seat.

The owner again looked me up and down, my belly button pendent caught his eye. He smiled again, before turning to Mr. Wilson.

Mr. Wilson's perspective

This was my kind of guy. Short, bald, degenerate, and still able build a business built on objectifying women and treating them as objects. I'm sure he had his fair share of access to the talent as well.

We went on to introduce ourselves, I had talked to Vito over the phone before, but this was my first time meeting in person.

I introduced Katee to him. I explained that she was my 'client', and she was looking to make some money, and that I was representing her and would be negotiating on her behalf.

I don't think Vito cared what the story was, he was just excited to have this young and hot piece of ass dancing in his strip joint.

I quickly negotiated that Vito could keep 90% of her income, which was unheard of in the industry, but I wanted complete control of her outfit, and wanted to supervise her instead of the bar security. I wanted men to be able to get away with more with her than with the standard strippers.

Vito quickly accepted. He walked us to the back change room, where he let Katee in. I handed her a bag containing her outfit for the night. I then went to the bar and got a drink, courtesy of Vito.

Man, this place was a dump. The lighting was awkwardly bright, looking tacky. There were groups of men at different table, drinking beers and chatting, being served by scantily clad women.

The women here were nothing to write home about. Maybe my standards had increased since having full access to Katee's perfect teen body. But still, many of these women were in their 40's. Most had flab in the wrong places, with not enough meat in the right places. Some were younger, but they looked beat up and scrawny, looking like they may have had drug habits.

I sipped my beer as I scanned around the place. Despite the shotty talent, the bar was starting to fill up. I guess it was the only strip joint in town, and there was never a shortage of horny men.

There was no large central stage like you see in larger strip clubs. I watched as scantily clad women went from table to table, looking for business. It seemed that whenever the client would agree to pay for a lap dance, the girl would take him to one of the rooms in the back.

My eyes eagerly checked the door that connected the strippers change room to the main room. I practically stood out of my seat as I saw my girl come out.

Vito noticed as soon as I did. The speakers came on.

"Gents, I'd like to draw your attention to a new comer. Ms. Teeeeeeeacher's Peeettt!!!" His voice droned over the speakers.

I saw as men looked at Katee as she walked out of the change room, very much intrigued.

Katee walked nervously into the main area of the room.

Men were lustfully looking her up and down.

As usual, she looked stunning. Her luscious platinum blonde hair was on full display, contrasting with her now golden tan skin.

I had her wear a neon pink bra and thong set. The bra was hot pink and wrapped around and pulled up her big tits. It was spandex, shiny material, studded with shiny rhine-stones. The strap wrapped around her neck, blending in with a pink faux-leather collar that was studded with rhine-stones matching the ones on her bra.

A silver chain necklace hung from her collar and sunk into her cleavage. The pendent read 'XXX" and it rested on her tits.

She had a similar looking chain that wrapped around her torso, accentuating her slim waist. Of course she still had her belly button piercing, with the words 'SEX TOY' hanging from her navel.

The highlight of her outfit was a quad thong that wrapped around her ass, consisting of 4 thin pink straps studded with gems, leaving ample amount of her ass cheek visible. The straps connected a slit like pouch at the front of her pelvis which covered her pussy.

She wore the same high heeled pink pumps that she had on earlier.

Vito continued with the story I told him to read "This young slut dropped right out of high school, to come please you. Let's treat this little skank like she deserves!"

I smiled. I knew Vito could never speak about the other strippers like this. I wanted the men in the room to know that she was to be treated like a slut. This was to further my sexual degradation of this once sweet naive girl. I knew that the more and more she was treated like a fuck doll, the more she would internalize this as her new identity.

By the time Katee entered the center of the room area, all eyes of the men in the room were on her. I could see the other strippers scoul, as they clearly knew they couldn't compete with this new girl.

Katee's Perspective

I was petrified to move. My knees were shaking. I was dressed like a slut, with the eyes of hundreds of men on me. The way Vito described me was utterly embarrassing.

I could here cat calls, and lewd comments coming at me from all angles. I couldn't do anything but just keep walking through the room, at a gingerly pace.

"Woohoo, take it off slut!" a man to my right screamed at me

"Look at those tits!" a man from another group said.

I wasn't sure what I was supposed to do.

As I walked by a table of men. I jumped as I felt a hand pinch my ass cheek. I looked back.

"Come here babe" A drunk man screamed waving $20 at me.

I looked over at him, not sure of what to do.

I jumped as I felt two hands on my tits. They belonged to a man behind me. He slipped two $5 bills into my bra, and had his hand linger on my tits.

"Uhm thank you." I said, not sure of what I was to do. As I pulled my way away from him and walked forward.

Just then I was pulled in by my waist. He shoved a $10 into one of the bands of my quad thong. He pinched my ass and moaned.

I pushed away from him, just to be pulled into another table, where three drunk men sat. I felt hands all over me.

A bill was slipped into my bra, but I could then quickly feel him groping my bare tit under my bra. At the same time I felt a bill being shoved into my ass crease underneath my thong, and the finger lingered. I felt two other hands groping my bare waist.

I had no idea what was going one. So many pairs of hands were on me. I looked up, countless pairs of eyes were on me. All the other girls in the bar seemed like they were being ignored. I wanted to ask them for help. What was I supposed to do?

I could feel a pair of hands trying to peel the bra off my tits. Just then I mustered the strength to get up and scamper away from the table.

"Come back you slut!" one of them screamed at me.

I was scared. I felt hands grab at me from all angles. Some missed, some grabbed pieces of ass cheek, thigh or waist.

Why the fuck was the security just watching and not doing anything? Surely this wasn't how strip clubs worked!

Just then I heard

"Katee, Katee! What are you doing here!?"

I followed the voice. The one voice calling me by my name rather then 'slut' 'whore' or 'bitch'"

Then I saw him. Oh my god, it was my doctor. My family doctor, Dr. Chalmers. I practically ran to him, lunged for his hand, and he pulled me aside near one of the walls by the bar, warding off the leering hands of some of the other men that were practically chasing me.

He greeted me with a confused, but friendly smile. This was my childhood family doctor. He's been looking after my dad and I for my entire life. He was a great doctor, always going above and beyond for us. I couldn't help but think what he was doing in a place like this.

But I was in no position to make judgements.

"Katee, I can't believe it's you!" He exclaimed. He had a beer in his hands.

"Dr. Chalmers. I'm so happy to see you." I sighed in relief "You really saved me there."

"No kidding, but the bigger question is, what the hell are you doing here young girl?" He said in a fatherly tone.

I was flushed with embarrassment. I could see him looking me up and down. I must have had at least a couple hundred dollars in small bills sticking out of my cleavage, bra and thong. I had no idea how I was going to explain this. But I did know one thing. If there was one person that could help me, it would be Dr. Chalmers. He had always taken care of me when I was in trouble.

I looked around, I could see Mr. Wilson leering at me from the corner of the bar. I knew he wouldn't dare interrupt now, it would raise suspicion. Slowly, the other men in the bar had returned back to business as usual, thinking that I was with a client.

"Uhmm Dr. Chalmers, where do I begin." I couldn't help but smile nervously.

"Well, it's ok Katee, we all go through rough patches in life. You're young, you'll get through this." He soothed "How much of this does your dad know?"

"Uhmm not much Dr. Chalmers, I'm not staying with him anymore."

I was begging so much to just open up and tell him everything. I knew he would know what to do and how to get me out of here.

"Well it seems like we have a lot to talk about. Probably too much to discuss here."

"Yes!" I agreed vehemently "We should go outside or something" I exclaimed "Or even leave. I have so much to tell you Dr. Chalmers."

We thought about it and replied

"Oh well Katee. I am here celebrating a medical school colleague's birthday party. It would be a bit rude to just leave." He continued to speak after pausing "How about I take you to one of the back rooms, and we can talk there, at least it will be private."

"Oh ok, yeah I guess that could work." I replied

"Fantastic" He took my hand and led me to the back room area. The bouncer let us through and then closed the ropes again. We went into one of the rooms, he slipped some cash to the bouncer, and told him to let us have our privacy. The bouncer drew the curtains closed.

Inside the room there was a booth, with a table in front of it and a pole. Obviously this was designed for private dancing.

The bouncer brought Dr. Chalmers a mixed drink, and then left us again. Dr. Chalmers sat down, and kindly encouraged me to sit beside him. He was actually treating me like a human, unlike any man I've encountered in the last few days.

"There, that's better, much quieter." He smiled "Go ahead Katee, tell me about what's been going on."

Tears were streaming down my face. I felt safe here. Could I really do it? Could I really tell Dr. Chalmer's everything?

I had to. This was my once chance.

I took a deep breath

"OK. Dr. Chalmers. I'm being forced into ALL OF THIS." I cried. I saw his eyes widen.

"You see, I have this terrible math teacher, Mr. Wilson, he's here. He tricked me into doing private tutorials with him, because he was going to fail me otherwise! And then he said he would only do it if I was topless.

And then one thing led to another, and then he video-taped me. He said he would post it online if I didn't do what he said. So then he made me have sex with him, oh god it was my first time!" I sobbed

"And then he made me dress like a slut in front of all my class mates, and then oh god, he made me suck them off and have sex with them. He made me have sex with the principal and even the janitor!"

This was coming out uncontrollably now

"The Dr. Chalmers.. he said he would release everything if I didn't have sex with my Dad, and I don't know if I should tell you, but I had sex with my dad, he made me! But he taped it. And he said he would get him thrown in jail if I didn't leave the house."

I breathed deeply before continuing. I have been waiting for this for so long.

"So I had to leave Dr. Chalmers, I had to leave. He made me move in with him. He's dressed me like this, made me get these fucking extensions, get this slutty jewelry" I directed his attention to my belly button piercing. He read the letters and gasped.

"And today, today, he's made me work in this fucking strip club. You have to help me Dr. Chalmers, you have to." I begged

I looked up at him. He was deep in thought, like only a Doctor could be. After a moment he replied

"Oh Katee.. I didn't think you were the type of girl to get into street drugs. You were such a good girl growing up."

I couldn't believe it.

"No Dr. Chalmers, No, I'm telling the truth. You have to help me!"

He looked me up and down. I started to get a knot in the pit of my stomach as I realized that he was spending more time now looking at my tits than my eyes.

"I tell you what Katee, one thing I can help you with is money." He put his hands on my bare thigh "But you'll have to earn it."

"Oh no." I cried. Tears streamed down my face. "Not you too."

He ignored me. His eyes were lusting after my bare flesh.

He looked me in the eyes for a moment

"Don't worry, I wont low ball you." He smiled as he reached for his wallet. He got out a crisp $100 bill, folded it and put it inside my bra, letting his hand rest on my cleavage.

My head was in a whirlwind. I put my face in my hands.

He laughed "I can tell you're new to this."

He took my hand, pulled me up and then placed me down on his lap. He groaned as my ass cheeks were planted on his lap.

I still didn't know what to do next. I could run, but there would only be hundred of other horny men outside, not to mention Mr. Wilson.

I felt his hands creep around my torso and start to grope my tits. I could feel his dick was rock hard. It was twitching on my ass cheeks.

"You know, I've been thinking about you for years Katee." He whispered in my ear as he groped my tits "You know how long I've wanted to grope these young tits?"

"Please don't" I begged softly

"No no, I'm a gentleman" He replied "He slipped another $100 bill into my bra "I think that's a fair price" He said as he untied the back strap of my bra.

He put my arms to my sides, and slipped the bra off and let it fall to the ground, along with a flurry of bills that were shoved in my bra moments before.

He moaned as he groped my now naked tits.

He turned me around so that I was facing him.

"Oh yeah. I've been waiting so long to see these big round tits." He moaned "Put them in my face."

I did as I was told. I bunched my tits together and put them in my Doctor's face. I couldn't believe that this was happening.

He put another $100 bill and shoved it in my thong.

Without even asking he slipped my thong off. I was now naked, save for my collar, necklace, belly chain and ring, and pumps.

He continued to suck my tit as he reached around groped my naked ass cheek.

"mmm you're fucking perfect Katee." He chuckled as he looked down at my belly button jewelry "Sex Toy indeed."

He gave me another $100 and put it in my mouth. He unzipped his pants, letting his cock spring free.

I knew what he wanted me to do without even having to say it.

Tears rolled down my face as I bent down to my knees. His hands waved through my blonde hair was I put my mouth around his cock. He moaned as I started sucking.

"Oh Katee" He moaned "Who would've known you'd turn into such a whore." He laughed as he moaned

"What a great cock sucker you are." He encouraged.

He continued to moan. He didn't last all that long, as he soon came. Instinctively I deep throated him, and swallowed his come.

I looked up at him, still begging him with my eyes to help. Maybe now that he had his nut he would believe me.

I looked up at him, still on my knees. He stood up and buckled his pants up.

"Dr. Chalmers" I cried softly "Please help me."

He smiled. He reached into his wallet and dropped a few $20 bills on my head.

"Oh you crack whores are so easy to please" He laughed. "Stay right here girl, there's a lot more money where that's from. I think you're going to make a great party favor for my friends."

He instructed me not to move and to stay naked. He left the booth momentarily. I collapsed my head onto the booth and stayed naked, on my knees. I was emotionally spent.

It was only about 10 minutes later that I hear hollering and shouting. Dr. Chalmers led 3 of his friends into the booth. I turned to face them, still sitting on the sticky floor, naked.

"Oh fuck. I didn't know they had sluts like this in a joint like this" One exclaimed.

"And she's letting us fuck her!? Those other bitches hardly let you touch them" Another one said in glee.

"Yup, isn't that right Katee" Dr. Chalmers replied "And even better, she's a patient of mine"

He chimed at me "Katee, Doctors orders that you suck me and my friends off now OK?"

They roared in laughter.

It wasn't long before I had 4 hard cocks in front of me. They each rained handfuls of bills on me.

"Come on bitch" One chided as he pulled me up by my hair into the circle of cock.

I knew I didn't have a choice. I started to suck them off, one by one.

I looked up at them, they were all looking down and grinning. They took turns taking pictures of me. This was of course normally a no-no, but I think by now they realized I wasn't the average stripper.

"This is what I call a male bonding experience, eh boys!" One of them roared. The others laughed.

After all were sufficiently hard and horny. They decided they wanted to take the birthday party to the next level.

They brought out a bag full of white powder, which I learned was cocaine. They wanted to snort it off me.

Dr. Chalmers, my once sweet good doctor, was the first. He had me put my tits together. He put a carefully measured line of coke on my tits, and snorted. He almost instantly changed into an animal.

"Wooooo!!" He screamed. He grabbed my head and rammed his cock into my mouth for three hard pumps before letting me go. His friends laughed at him.

Another did a line off my torso. The last two got me to spread my ass cheeks on the table. They took turned snorting coke off my ass crease and around my hole. I felt sharp smacks on my ass after they were done.

Next they had me ride the birthday boy, a Doctor who I realized was a prominent plastic surgeon in our city.

He groped my tits and I rode his cock.

"Not sure I could build better tits than this." He laughed.

As I fucked him I could feel hands and mouths all over me, fingering my ass. I continued to ride him as I was bent over to suck the cock of another doctor who was standing beside him.

Every 10 minutes I would have another line of coke snorted off of some part of my body.

The Plastic Surgeon finally came. Next Dr. Chalmers told me he wanted to fuck me like he wanted to for years. He did a line of coke off of my pussy, before he started to fuck me like a mad man. Gone was the man who I once looked up to.

I was forced to suck another's cock as I was being fucked furiously. It wasn't long before Dr. Chalmers came deep inside me for the 2nd time in as many hours. I was flipped to ride a doc who was lying on the table. I felt my asshole being fingered from behind, before it was replaced by the cock of the last doc.

I screamed in pain. The coke fueled doctors couldn't care less about me. They only viewed me as fuck meat.

Both docs came in a matter of ten minutes. I was torn to shreds. I collapsed on the table. Jizz was leaking from my pussy and ass.

Once the docs came down from their highs, and realized that they had came many times, they decided to get dressed.

They made some jokes at my expense, calling me a crack whore, a slut. Before raining more bills on me and thanking me for the night of their lives.

And just like that, they left the booth, leaving me naked on the table.

I was breathing heavily. I had coke residue on my tits, ass and pussy, and not to mention a mix of cum, sweat and saliva.

I was utterly spent. I have no idea how long this fuck session lasted but it felt like hours.

I let had no idea what to do right now. I had no will to get dressed and head back out to the floor.

I simply closed my eyes and drifted to sleep.

Mr. Wilson's perspective

I saw the strange man take Katee into the booth. I gave them about ten minutes, but then I needed to know what he was doing with my property. The bouncer initially didn't let me go into the area, but Vito quickly reprimanded him.

I peaked into the room.

Katee was naked, on the guy's lap. He was whispering some stuff to her. I found out that this sick fuck was her doctor! He was saying how he had been wanting to fuck this girl for years!

I almost laughed to myself. I left the scene.

It wasn't long before the doctor came out. I went up to him.

"Hey there. Enjoying my girl in there hey Doc?" I said

I saw his eyes widen

"How do you? Who do you?"

"Don't worry doc, who wouldn't want to fuck a hot young piece of ass like that. I'm her handler. You have fun in there."

A relieved look washed over him. He got my blessing, negotiated a price, and I watched as he led his party full of doctors back into the room.

By the time they were finished with Katee, it was about closing time. The men came out of the room. He led them all towards me.

Clearly they were in an impaired state

He pointed at me "This is the guy, this is the guy that made it happen!" with that all of the docs shook my hand and gave me their thanks.

They gave me their business cards, and assured me that in exchange for future access to Katee, they would be willing to offer their services.

I thanked them and sent them on their way.

With that I walked into the room. What a site.

There in the middle of this room was Katee, collapsed on the table with likely over a thousand dollars worth of cash around her. Her tits were smothered in jizz and coke. Cum was drizzling onto her thighs from her pussy. She was covered in sweat and was breathing heavily.

I took a bottle of beer and poured some beer on her face from a few feet above.

With that her eyes widened and she woke, gasping for air. She sat up.

"My my. First night at a strip club and you gang bang 4 men high on cock in the back room. You really are a slut."

She looked at me in silence.

"Get washed up and put your shit on. We're going home."

Katee slumped to the change room to put her clothes back on. I had her put her stripper outfit on for the way home, I thought it looked even sexier then her initial outfit. I was shocked at how hot and fresh she looked after a quick shower and reapplication of her make up. She looked utterly stunning in her sexy stripper wear.

I told her to make her way out side as I split the profit my toy worked so hard to earn with Vito.

Chapter 13:

Katee's Perspective:

I felt dead inside. I was so numb. I was utterly drained from the mental and physical toll of tonight. Was I stupid to think that Dr. Chalmers would save me? Was I naïve to think that all men weren't the same?

I walked out of the club and breathed in the fresh air. I was completely exposed in my neon pink stripper outfit, but I didn't even care at this point. I made my way to the curb and sat down. I put my head in my hands. I waited for my tormentor to come join me. For better or for worse, I've realized that he's all I have now. He's the only one that at least is transparent in what he wants, which is to make me his personal sex toy.

I wallowed in my misery, before being surprisingly interrupted.

'Oh fuck' I said out loud as I heard a police siren blare. My eyes were hit with red and blue blaring lights.

I felt my stomach turn queasy, as the two front doors opened. Two large officers got out of their car. They looked like shadowy figures, but I could tell they were massive men.

If this was just a few hours ago, I might have been relieved that these officers had found me. I might have been tempted to run into their arms and tell them what the monstrous Mr. Wilson was doing to me. But I knew better now. I had a feeling that these men did not pull up on this curb to help me.

Almost on cue, I heard a booming voice."Well well, a little late to be prowling the streets huh girl?"

Instinctively, respecting their stature and power, I stood up. I stammered back

"N-no sir, its not what it looks like, I'm not a whore."

They looked me up and down, in my stripper wear; a neon pink bra, quad thong, body jewelry. They looked at each other in unison and started laughing at me. One of them quipped back

"Your belly button ring begs to differ" before continuing "awfully sexy little thing to not be with a 'client' tonight, isn't she sergeant?"

"Agreed lieutenant." The sergeant chuckled "I think we need to continue with our efforts to clean up these streets. Let's take this slut in for a thorough interrogation." The two laughed at me.

Without so much as a peep out of me, the large lieutenant walked over to me. I quivered in fear as the man towered over me. He was white with a shaved head and chizeled jaw line.

He had dark lifeless eyes. The man was the size of a professional basketball player, he was broad shouldered, and lean.

He roughly grabbed my arm and yanked me over to the hood of his car. He was definitely using unnecessary force, he and I both knew that I was powerless to resist him.

His big hands gripped the back of my neck and shoved me down to the hood of his car. I shuddered as I felt the cold steel on my naked torso. He put his hands around my bare waste and thrust his pelvis into my ass.

He moaned as he thrusted my quad thong clad butt softly.

"Quite the ass one this little slut Sergeant" He laughed

"Well don't just stand there man, cuff this bitch and lets have some fun"

With that the officer yanked my hands behind my back roughly causing me to gasp in pain. I again groaned as I felt the cold steel tight around my small wrists. He tied them extra tight, so that I could hardly move my hands, cutting off all slack.

I felt him grip a fist full of my hair and pull me up. I could feel my right tit now free as the cup of my bra lost to contain the tit. Because my hands were so tightly restricted behind my back, my tits were protruding out.

The sergeant came up to me. He was a large man himself, he was tall and muscular, but had a bit of a belly. He was in his 50's or 60's as opposed to the younger lieutenant who looked like he was in his 30's.

He looked down at my tits, before grabbing my right tit and giving it a rough squeeze.

I couldn't believe his audacity. Sure it was 2am, and we were in an alleyway, but what was to stop someone from seeing and reporting this? His sheer lack of fear showed me that this man was supremely confident, and incredibly brash. Both of these things didn't bode well for me.

He slipped the bra off my left tit, and then took both in his hands.

"Damn, big natural tits. So many hookers these days have those ugly fake things." He continued to grope me "Your pimp is a lucky lucky man. We might need to go find him and give him a hand shake!" He exclaimed, the two men laughed.

They opened the back door and shoved me into the back seat. Before I knew it the police car started driving away.

I looked back through the back window. Mr. Wilson was nowhere in site. The spineless coward probably fled the second he saw the cops pull up.

"Don't worry slut, we'll have you back to your pimp soon enough. We're just gonna have some fun with you first." The Sergeant laughed.

He turned back to look at me as the Lieutenant drove. He leered lustfully at my naked tits. I was powerless to cover them up.

"You whores we pick up are usually so beat up, and skinny." He continued "But you, well, I've never seen a hooker as fucking sexy as you before."

I wasn't sure if this was something he was expecting me to reply to. I had no idea what to say. I just stared at him with a blank look on my face..

He continued "What's your story girl?"

After everything I went through with Dr. Chalmers, I couldn't do this again. I gave a long sigh before replying blankly

"What does it matter how old I am or why I'm out here. I'm here now, and I know that nothing I say is going to change what's about to happen to me."

I could tell the Sergeant was taken aback. From the sounds of it, they do this routinely. I'm sure he's used to girls selling him sob stories, or begging to let them go. I'm not sure he's heard something like this before. He gathered himself before chuckling.

"Smart girl, you got that fucking right." He sneered

Just then we pulled into the parking lot of some fleabag motel. We were only one of a few cars in the parking lot.

They put a cloak on me and rushed me into one of the suites. The Lieutenant had key which let us into the room.

The room was small, with essentially just a queen sized bed in the center, and a small bathroom in the corner. The air was musty and thick. The door locked behind me..

I felt a hand grip my neck and shove me on to the bed. The man behind me split my legs open and gave me a rough smack on the ass. I yelped in pain.

"Get ready for a rough night bitch" the Lieutenant cackled

My hands were still cuffed behind me. I was absolutely helpless, all I could do was squirm.

The man roughly yanked my quad thong off, leaving me again completely naked other than my body jewelry and pumps.

"Ohh fuck, Look at this juicy ass Sergeant." The Lieutenant said as he groped my naked ass cheeks.

"Outta the way kid, I have senority by the way." The Sergeant sneered.

He took over behind me, I felt his brutish hands on my cheeks, before giving me a hard smack. I yelped

"Fuck look at that juicy ass jiggle." He spanked me again and again, laughing each time.

I could feel my ass cheek starting to burn as he spanked it hard several more times.

"Oh fuck yeah." He moaned as he spanked my ass. Soon I felt a cold rod stroke my ass. I looked back and whimpered as I saw that it was his billy club. I turned my head back around and bit a mouthful of blanket as he reared back and smacked my ass with it.

"ARRRGHHHHH" I screamed, muffled by the bed sheet in my mouth.

"OHH fuck yeah" He moaned, getting off on my pain. He smacked me again and again, I squirmed uncontrollably, begging him to stop.

"Shut the fuck up bitch" the Lieutenant said as he dug through one of the drawers and came back to the bed. He approached my face and slapped me across the cheek.

He the, forced me to open my mouth and shoved a small black dildo into my mouth. It had straps attached to it, that he roughly wrapped around me head. I could no longer speak as the gag like dildo muffled my mouth.

He continued to slap me around with his brutish hands, as the Sergeant kept beating my ass and thighs with his club.

I was in so much pain all over that I didn't even know where I was anymore.

The beating stopped briefly, to my relief. My face, ass and thighs were burning and throbbing.

I felt the Sergeant split my beaten ass cheeks apart, I moaned in pain as he slipped his thick and long dick into my sore pussy.

"OH you slut you're so fucking tight" He moaned

Just then the dildo was yanked off of me. The Lieutenant replaced is with his own cock. It was so fucking big. He rammed it into me and instantly forced it down my throat. I started gagging and dry heaving.

He pulled my hair roughly and slapped my cheek, urging me to suck his cock 'harder'.

I felt the Sergeant take the dildo. As he was fucking me he spread my asshole and shoved the dildo up my dry asshole.

I shrieked in pain, and was met with a hard slap as the Lieutenant forced my head back on his cock, triggering my gag reflex.

The Sergeant rammed the dildo in and out of my ass before ramming it in and leaving it in as he continued to fuck my pussy.

I was sobbing with how much pain I was in. Every now and then the Lieutenant would unpredictably slap my face and insult me. My asshole felt like it was being torn apart, and the Sergeant was fucking the shit out of me.

As the pain mounted, I couldn't help but deep down feel my body start to respond to this brutal fucking. With each hard blow to my pussy, the Sergeant was hitting something that few men ever had. His dick was so long and thick, it was reaching my G spot. I wanted to kill myself at the thought of me enjoying some small of this, but I couldn't help it.

As he continued to fuck me mercilessly, he reached around and groped my big tits. He brutally pinched my nipples and pulled, causing me to moan in pain and pleasure. All the while I tried my best to focus on the huge dick in front of me. The Lieutenant's dick was as big as the man was. It was so veiny, it felt like I was sucking off an arm, not a penis.

I was slobbering all over his big dick while continuing to get fucked from behind. The Lieutenant wrapped his strong hands around my neck and squeezed. I was hoping he'd do this.

I feverishly slobbered over his cock as I sucked him off vigorously. He squeezed my neck, causing me to see stars as he came deep in my throat. I instinctively swallowed his cum, but couldn't help have some of it dribble out of my mouth.

He gave me a sharp smack on my cheek. "What a good whore we found Sarge"

The Sergeant meanwhile continued to fuck me ruthlessly. Now that the Lieutenant's cock was out of my mouth I was free to moan as loud as I wanted. I feel like floods of cum were coming out of my pussy as this sexy man in uniform was fucking my brains out.

I think my moans were causing him some extra pleasure, he soon came deep inside my pussy.

The two men stood up and looked at me, still in their police uniforms, with their big cocks sticking out of their pants.

They looked down at me, astonishing at what a 'catch' I was. I looked at the mirror on the dresser. My chin was covered with cum. Cum was leaking down my legs. My ass was shade of deep red and purple, My cheeks were bruised. All I had on was my pink collar, belly chain and belly button ring. I looked like an utter whore, and I was enjoyed being treated like one.

Right on cue the young hunk officer flipped me onto my back. He gave my cheek another slap, clearly he liked smacking me around as much as I did.

They switched places. The Lieutenant took my belly button ring in his had and tugged at it, causing me to moan in pain.

"Sex Toy indeed" the Sergeant laughed.

The Sergeant started roughly mauling my tits. He was kneading them like dough. I watched as his big cock started to grow in front of my eyes. I instinctively opened my mouth as to invite his cock into my mouth. I salivated as he shoved his cock into my mouth, reaching just as deep as the previous stud did.

From behind I felt the dildo being roughly pulled out of my ass, I felt like I had just taken a poop as it pulled out.

The Lieutenant inspected my ass hole. "Oh shit, this slut even has her ass hole bleached. You must be used to taking some cock up that ass hole on the regular huh bitch."

With that I screamed in pain as he shoved his cock into my ass hole. I felt like my anal cavity was going to tear.

He was smacking my ass mercilessly as he started to thrust in and out of my ass hole.

"OH Fuck, nothing I love more than a tight young asshole to fuck". Meanwhile I was choking on the monster cock in front of me, savouring every inch of it. The Sergeant pulled my hair in every which direction, and gave me rough instructions on how he wanted me to suck him off, capping each off with a smack on the cheek.

I did exactly what he said. My focus though would inevitably go back to the huge dick that was in my ass hole. My anus was slowly getting used to the size of the man. I was now starting to cum freely. I had never had a cock this big up my ass before.

My legs were quivering with each blown. I clenched my ass tight around his cock, wanting to feel every inch. Meanwhile I was getting my hair pulled and slapped regularly, further driving my lust.

I clenched hard as I felt the Lieutenant's dick start to twitch inside me. He rammed it in as far as he could, before he exploded deep in my ass hole. At the same time the Sergeant jizzed down my throat, causing my to gag and choke on his cum.

The men released me momentarily, and watched as I collapsed onto the bed. I was coughing as I struggled to get the Sergeant's cum out of my airway. The men simply laughed.

They looked at each other, and zipped their pants back up.

The Sergeant looked at his watch. "Fuck, we need to report back to the station for shift change." He said regrettably.

The Lieutenant whined "Really Sarge? Come on, let's go for round 3, fuck shift change."

"Don't worry pal, something tells me we're going to have a lot of nights like this coming with this slut."

The Lieutenant sighed "If you say so." He turned to look at me "What should we do with her."

The Sergeant smiled "Lets leave her as a present to the owner. He's been such a good sport about giving us this personal room to fuck sluts like this."

Within moments I felt the brutish hands of the Lieutenant throw me around the bed. He yanked me up by my hair and grabbed my chin.

"I'm gonna be fucking that ass for years to come whore" He sneered before slapping me again.

I felt shackled steel on my left foot. I looked back to see the Sergeant attaching a handcuff connecting my ankle to the bed post. He then swiftly did the same to the other ankle, spreading my legs wide apart.

My hands were temporarily unlocked before the Lieutenant grabbed a hold of them. He placed them up in front of me and then cuffed them back together. They used a 4th pair of handcuffs to link the cuffs around my hands to a railing on the headboard. They shoved two pillows underneath my pelvis, which served to prop my ass up.

I was completely restricted, helpless. I heard them laugh as they snapped a few pictures. They left the room, promising again that they would see me again soon.

My pussy and asshole were aching. My ass cheeks, thighs and back were throbbing from the abuse they took. My cheeks were on fire. I could feel the cum leaking out of my asshole and pussy onto my thighs and down on to the pillow.

I was utterly drained. I tried to close my eyes to get some rest.

I had no idea what was coming next in what had become my living hell, or who was the next one to find me. All I knew was that they were probably going to use me. They were probably going to fuck my pussy, or my asshole, or use my body in some other way that they pleased. And I just didn't care anymore..