The lecherous Mr. Wilson forces Katee to perform sexual acts on her classmates.
DISCLAIMER #1: All sexual acts in this story occur between adults over the age of 18.
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.
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.
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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.
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