The English Teacher

The English Teacher: Part 2

Sally had fallen asleep on the couch wrapped up in a blanket after masturbating to an imaginary lover. Except for family, she had been alone most of her life with only a couple of boyfriends that didn’t work out after a short time of dating. It was just before sunrise when Sally suddenly jumped up onto her feet and began to yell at no one in particular. She had forgotten about picking up Jenny. She couldn’t be late! After about a minute, she realized that it was still dark out and only 5 AM. She let out a big sigh and plopped back down on the couch. She shuddered at the idea of being late to Jenny’s house. She would have to call in sick. She had no way to get any clothes. She had to get up in a hour anyway so she made some coffee and took a quick shower. It actually took her less time to get ready than it usually did because she didn’t have to get dressed. All she had to do is put on some makeup.

She always enjoyed her morning paper but it was usually in her driveway where the paperboy threw it. She cursed herself for not getting it before it got too light out. She looked out the front window and saw it sitting there but decided that it wasn’t worth the risk and that she could get it tonight after it got dark. Her whole morning routine was changing and she would have to adjust her habits. She turned on the TV for a while as she sipped her coffee until it was time to leave. She left a good fifteen minute early so she would be late. She didn’t want to get pull over by the police or get in an accident so she drove very carefully. She wasn’t really that tall but she still slunk down in her seat while she drove so no one would see her. She pulled up in front of Jenny’s house about twenty minutes early and waited for Jenny. She sat there for ten minutes and was getting worried. Jenny should have come out by now but there was no sign of her or anyone else. Sally was almost in a panic at 7 o’clock until she saw Jenny walk out the front door. She had a backpack in her hand and was dragging Sally’s clothes behind her. When she got to the car, Jenny threw the clothes over the car onto the road next to the driver’s door. She got into the front seat and just looked at Sally with that sweet innocent look that everyone knew so well.

Jenny:  “Come on, Sally. Let’s go. We don’t want to be late.”

Sally looked at her and then at her clothes lying on the ground.

Sally: “………..But Miss Olsen, my clothes are outside.”

Jenny: “OF course they are. Now pick them up and let’s get going. I have some things to do and I don’t want to be late for my friends.”

Sally looked around quickly to make sure no one was around. She opened her door and quickly picked up her clothes. It was one of the longer skirts and a shirt that was tight but not as tight as the t-shirt that Jenny had bought for her. The only other clothing that was there were a pair of high heels. She was grateful that they were two inch heels and not the six in heels that Jenny bought for her. She began to put the skirt on when Jenny grabbed it and three it in the back seat. She picked up the shirt and hit her in the face with it.

Jenny: “Here! Put the shirt on and let’s go or we’ll be late, silly.”

Sally quickly pulled the shirt on and was happy to at least be wearing a shirt. Anyone would have to walk right up to the car to see that she had nothing else on. After she slipped the shirt on, Sally drove away and headed for school.

Sally looked at Jenny’s pack and said: “I am glad that you are studying, Miss Olsen. If you need any help, I would be happy to help.”

Sally was trying to appease Jenny a little bit by being friendly. Jenny laughed and opened up her pack so Sally could see it. There wasn’t a single book in it. It was full of all kinds of miscellaneous stuff.

Jenny: “I don’t have any books in here silly. I don’t need them now. I don’t study the other classes and I don’t need yours anymore. I am getting an “A” in your class.”

It was a statement and not a question. In fact, Sally detected a bit of sternness and realized that it was an order.

Sally responded: “Yes, Miss Olsen. Your work is perfect. You have earned an “A”.”

Jenny: “You’re so sweet. I supposed that you shoved your fingers up your sloppy wet cunt last night?”

Sally turned red and said: “Yes, Miss Olsen. I did.”

Jenny: “I supposed that you shoved your fingers up you cunt far enough to cum, then?”

Sally: “Well…….I’m sorry, Miss Olsen. Please forgive me. I couldn’t help it.”

Jenny: “I knew that you would. Yell me the TRUTH this time, slut. How many times do you finger fuck yourself to and orgasm?”

Sally: “Well…….usually twice a day, Miss Olsen.”

Jenny: “Say it right now, slut. You are an English teacher after all.”

Sally turned red. Jenny had already seen her at her worst but it still was terrible embarrassing to say it.

Sally: “I usually finger fuck my sloppy wet cunt twice a day, Miss Olsen.”

Jenny: “That’s better. It’s really gross but I am glad that you know proper English considering that you teach it. I have done a lot of research on the internet last night, slut and I think that we can solve you little problem and that way you don’t have to keep lying to me. I hate that! You will have your punishment later too so I expect you to pick me up right after school at the west door in the student parking lot.”

Sally head drooped as she said: “Yes, Miss Olsen.”

The rest of the ride to school was quiet but Sally kept looking around nervously. She was still naked from the waist down. Her skirt and shoes were laying in the back seat. They drove into the parking lot and Sally was looking around closely. There were not many cars there but there were three guys and a girl hanging out by the door. Jenny chuckled as they drove up.

Jenny: “Do you think that I should be polite and say “Hi” to them, slut? I wouldn’t want to be rude like you are.”

Sally was shaking with fear and said: “Please…Miss Olsen..Please let me put on my skirt.”

Jenny: “Well……Ok but let me off first. For now we will be rude.”

Sally: “Thank you, Miss Olsen.”

Jenny: “Well, at least your showing the proper respect so we are making a little progress but I don’t like being lied to, slut. You and I have a few appointments after school that should take care of all this trouble that you are having. You may call me Jennifer in class but you had better still show respect to everyone. Remember, if I make some kind of suggestion about something to you, consider it an order of things will get much worse for you and much better for me. Actually I think that they will anyway….maybe…I don’t know. It depends on my mood. I will see you in class, slut.”

Sally: “I will see you in class, Miss Olsen.”

Jenny got out and purposely left the car door open for a long time. She began to walk away and turned back as if she forgot to close it. She gently closed the door and waved as she walked away. Sally looked toward the kids. No one seemed to look at the car or her. If they did, they might have saw that she had no pants on.

She quickly drove off to the teacher’s parking lot and stopped on the far side of the lot to get dressed. She looked around and no one was there so she quickly got her skirt and shoes and got dressed. They were a little dirty from being dragged on the ground but the dirt seemed to brush off easily enough. She felt terribly self conscious as she walked through the school. The kids were already glancing at her and whispering. She was wearing clothes that were nothing like she normally wore. Her skirt was much shorter than unusual and her shirt was much tighter than she usually wore. They were not obscene but they were not what teacher’s normally should be wearing.  The high heels that she wore were not only clicking as she walked, they made her ass wiggle seductively and her tits bounced a little as she walked. She tried to prevent both but it was pointless. The only way that she could walk was to wiggle her ass and let her tits bounce. Her face was becoming a darker shade of red the further that she walked into the school as she heard all the students whispering. She couldn’t hear them but she was hearing the words, ass and tits a lot. The girls just scowled but the boys stared at her with a blank, stupid look on their faces. Sally went to her classroom and was going over today’s lessons when Jenny walked in. 

Jenny whispered: “Everyone seems to like your nice ass and big floppy tits, slut. Keep it up. I am enjoying your walks through the school.”

Sally: “Yes, Jenny. Thank you.”

Jenny scowled at Sally and whispered: “You stupid slut! I told you to call me Jennifer, NOT Jenny!”

Sally whispered: “I’m sorry, Miss Olsen. I won’t do it again.”

Jenny whispered: “I already know that your promises are worthless, slut. Pick me up ten minutes after school at the same door and DON’T be late! You have an appointment to keep.”

Sally whispered: “Yes, Miss Olsen.”

Jenny: “Thank you, Miss Harris. I will see you in class.”

Sally’s voice wavered a little but she replied: “You’re welcome, Jennifer. I will see you later.”

Jenny walked out of the room as if nothing unusual was happening. Sally’s day was going badly. Her students were not really listening to her. They just stared at her and were either whispering behind her back or passing notes. She was careful to NOT drop anything. She could probably pick something up without too much trouble but with the heels on, she would be dangerously close to hanging her ass out for everyone to see. Either that or she would fall over and that would certainly put her on display to the whole class. After a couple of hours she was coming to terms with her clothing and began to settle into her routine. She was in the bathroom like yesterday just before her class with Jenny when she heard someone walk in. She instinctively pulled her feet up and waited.

Jenny: “I know your there, slut. You had better NOT be playing with that sloppy cunt of yours or those big udders that you call tits. This is not the time or place for it.”

Jenny seemed to be alone so Sally responded: “Yes, Miss Olsen….I mean no, Miss Olsen.”

Jenny: “Good. I will wait right here until your finished to make sure that you behave yourself. Now hurry up. I don’t want to be late. I hear the teacher is a real bitch! Oh, I forgot. You are the bitch. WOW! You’re a bitch AND a slut.”

Just as the toilet flushed, Sally walked out and looked around but no one was there except her and Jenny. She was going to wash her hands when Jenny stopped her and told her to jump up and sit on the counter by the sinks. It wasn’t a great leap because of the high heels so Sally sat there and waited.

Jenny: “You’re getting better with your new shoes. That’s good. I wouldn’t want you to accidently fall over.”

Jenny laughed for a few seconds and continued: “Now, lift you skirt and finger yourself. I know that you know how. You do it all the time.”

Sally looked around and at the door and said: “Miss Olsen, what if someone walks in?”

Jenny: “You’re such a worry wart. Besides, I don’t care. You’re the pervert here. I just came here to comb my hair. Now get going. The longer that you wait, the more likely that someone will walk in here and catch you with your hand up your big sloppy cunt.”

Jenny just began to comb her hair but Sally knew that she was dead serious so she slowly lifted her skirt and began to rub her cunt. Soon she was getting wet and rubbing harder.

Jenny: “Wow! You’re even enjoying this at school! You really ARE a slut. Now play with those big udders of yours. Pinch and twist your nipples. You know you want to.”

Sally: “Yes, Miss Olsen.”

Sally reached under her shirt with her other hand and began to pinch and twist her nipples. Jenny just watched for a few seconds and laughed.

Jenny: “What a slut you are. Here is this school’s finest English teach and she’s in the girls bathroom with her hand up her cunt and the other hand playing with her big floppy tits. You are so disgusting.”

Jenny kept stalling in the bathroom as Sally was getting closer to cumming.

When Sally was getting close, Jenny slapped her face and yelled: “Stop it, right now!!

When Sally stopped, she reached up and put her hand to her cheek where Jenny had slapped her. Before she could say anything, Jenny spoke.

Jenny: “Rub your gooey hand all over your face and stand up.”

Sally stood up and rubbed her hand along with her juices all over her face. She wanted to stop but she didn’t want to piss Jenny off so she just kept rubbing.

Jenny laughed and said: “You’re finally learning, slut. You can stop now and wipe the rest on your clothes. You will NOT wash your hands or your face for the rest of the day. I can tell if you do. I can smell your stinky cunt juice form here and I want everyone else to smell it too. It’s all over your hands, face and thighs. Most of the kids will know what it is and I want to watch them when they smell you. I can’t wait. This will be so much fun!”

Jenny giggled as she walked out of the bathroom. Sally just fixed her hair and smelled her hands. This would be unbearable if anyone got close enough to smell her if she couldn’t wash up. She went into her classroom and saw the same thing in the beginning of every class so far today. All of the students were suddenly quiet and just staring at her. Jenny just grinned and winked. Sally sat down at her desk and found another note lying right on top of the desk.

Slut,

Make sure that you assign some work to do. You will walk up and down the aisles and pretend to look over everyone’s shoulder and ask a couple of the stupid kids if they need any help. You had better make sure you get good and close to them so they can smell your stinky cunt juice that you just took a bath in. GOD! I can smell you from here. LOL

Your helpful friend

Sally just groaned a little and started class. Jenny’s class was her fourth class of the day and she was getting used to the heels. She had worn heels before but not for a long time and never ones this high. She wasn’t really making much sense with her teaching. Jenny was just sitting there smiling at her and she still had no bra or underwear. On top of all that, she was covered in her own juices. Her thighs kept stinking together and she could smell herself continuously.  Jenny had her wipe it all over face so she couldn’t really tell how much she stunk to anyone else. Jenny said that she could smell it but with her she couldn’t be sure.

She taught from the chalkboard for a while and then gave a short classroom assignment from the back of the book. She glanced at Jenny and saw her still smiling with anticipation. Everyone had their books out except Jenny. She was just reading a magazine and watching.  As they began to work, Sally began to walk up and down the aisles to “see how the kids were doing”. She was trying to keep her distance so they couldn’t smell her but when she heard someone cough, she looked up to find Jenny scowling at her. She knew what she wanted. She picked out a student that she thought might need help and walked over to him. She leaned down to ask if he needed help and heard snickering behind her. He didn’t need any help but when she stood up, she heard some rustling sounds. When she looked around, everyone seemed to be reading and working but it was clear that they were all trying NOT to laugh or giggle. Sally turned a little red as she looked at Jenny. Jenny was leaning back in her seat and was giggling out loud. She gave Sally the “OK” sigh and indicated her to sit down at her desk. When she sat down, Jenny gave her the “OK’ again and went back to her magazine. It was about ten minutes later when Jenny walked up and gave Sally a paper as if it was her assignment. Sally opened it up and read it.

Slut,

That was perfect! I doubt that they could smell you but when you bent over, everyone behind you leaned down and got a perfect view of your fat ass. This was even better than I thought. You will certainly be the talk of the school for a long time. Go back to work, slut and don’t forget to pick me up ten minutes after the last bell or you will regret it.

A helping friend.

Sally turned beet red and looked up at Jenny. Jenny was still giggling and staring at her. She gave Sally the “OK” symbol with her fingers and went back to her magazine. She didn’t have to do any work anymore. She didn’t even need to copy from Brian. She was getting an “A” and they both knew it. She looked at Brian for a minute and put her head in her hands as she remembered having his cock in her mouth as he was filling it up with cum. She could still taste it and feel it as it sprayed all over her face and hair. My God, she was grateful that he didn’t know who it was.

After Jenny’s class, Sally went through the rest of her day without any troubles. From now on, she was VERY conscious of her smell AND her skirt. Finally the last bell rang and the last group of kids ran out of the room. Sally would normally have worked on the next day’s lessons but she had just enough time to get her car and pick up Jenny. She got to the door just at the ten minute mark. If she would have stopped in the bathroom, she would have been late. Jenny was saying Good Bye to her friends as she got into the car. Sally noticed that they were laughing and pointing at her. Jenny closed the door and Sally drove off with Jenny laughing for two minutes.

Jenny: “That was great! Everyone in the back of the room behind you was on their knees trying to look at your ass. Every boy in class had a stiff cock watching you. You should be proud, slut. You made six boys get a “hard-on” all at the same time. They kept squirming in their seats trying to hide it but it was obvious. I haven’t seen anything so funny in a long time.”

Sally meekly replied: “Thank you, Miss Olsen. I hope that I……well…..I hope that I am not in trouble. I really need my job.”

Jenny: “Oh, quite whining. The kids in the school are nosey and “busy bodies” but they won’t say anything to the teachers but I bet every kid in school knows that you don’t wear underwear. The bra is obvious with those big baggy tits but now they all know that you don’t wear panties either. I could never have planned anything so funny.”

Sally quietly said: “Thank you, Miss Olsen.”

Jenny: “Ok…OK….forget that for now. We will talk about it later but for now, you have an appointment.”

Sally: “An appointment? For what?”

Jenny: “It’s a surprise. First we need some money. Drive to your bank and withdraw five hundred dollars.

Sally: "Please, Miss Olsen. I don't have much money. Please?"

Jenny: "Oh, come on. You said you were saving for a car and a boob job. Neiother of those are cheep and you will need the money. Drive!"

Sally: “Yes, Miss Olsen.”

Jenny grinned and said: “I am glad that you are remembering your manners, slut. “

Sally: “Thank you, Miss Olsen.”

Jenny looked out the window as they drove. She would have like to have Sally remove her skirt again but there wasn’t time and she had something better in mind for her. She still was a little worried about this. It was all new to Jenny but from what she read, many people do it all the time. She was hoping that the people there would be helpful too.

Their trip to the bank was uneventful. It was a large bank and no one knew Sally well enough to know how she dressed or what she did for a living. Sally DID get a lot of "stares" from everyone, though. Her ass was still wiggling and her tits had a nice bounce to them, thanks to the high heels.

Jenny gave directions to a bussiness that Sally didn't know about until she drove into the parking lot. It was a tatoo parler. Sally looked wide eyed at the building and then at Jenny.

Sally: "Please.......Oh, please, Miss Olsen. Please don't make me get a tatoo. Please........Please......."

Jenny: "Oh stop whining like a little baby that can't have a lollypop. You're not getting a tatoo. They do peircings here too. I spent half the night doing research and found that this place has the best reputation and is experienced with these types of piercings."

Sally (crying): What are you going to do?"

Jenny: "I'm not going to do anything. You are. Here's what YOU will have done..........."

Jenny spent the next half hour explaining to Sally what she wanted. Sally was listening carefully but still crying. In fact she began to cry harder as Jenny explained. Finally Jenny got mad at all of Sally's hysterics.

Jenny: “LOOK! I am getting sick of your crying and whining. You don’t have to do anything! Let’s both just go home!”

Sally: “No, Please…….I’ll do it….Please don’t……..”

Jenny put on her sweetest face and said: “Well, that’s great, mom. Let’s go.”

As they were walking into the building, Jenny said: “I think that this is weird, mom but if it’s what you want…..I am here for you.”

Sally wiped her eyes and said: “Thank you, Mi……Jenny. I knew that I could count on you.”

It was all “show” for the people that worked there. Sally wanted to run screaming but it was either this or jail and they both knew it.

Jenny whispered: “I am looking forward to this. I have never seen it before. This is going to be fun!”

Sally just scowled at her but stayed silent as they walked up to the counter. The place was large and clean. There were two people at the front counter with a hallway going to the back. There were several tables with large books on them and the walls were decorated with what they assumed to be samples of tattoos to look at. There three very comfortable looking couches there also. There was a man and woman at the front counter and apparently people in the back also.

Girl at counter (Joan): “May I help you?”

Sally had pulled herself together enough to make this thing work. She was motivated out of fear of the pretty little 14 year old girl standing next to her.

Sally: “Yes, I have an appointment. My name is Sally Harris.”

Joan: “Yes. I see. Please come back to our meeting room and we can discus exactly what you would like to have done.”

Sally began to follow the girl with Jenny in tow back into their meeting room.

Joan: “You have already given us a briefing on the phone but we will discuss specifics.”

She  put a large plastic container on the table with many compartments. She opened it and continued.

Joan: “We have here all of our samples for you to look at. Please, take your time and I will be back in a few minutes.”

Sally: “Thank you.”

Sally and Jenny began to poke around in the case. It was full of piercing rings, studs and many other types of jewelry that was meant for piercings. They both began to poke around at them quietly. Sally was scared and discusted with this whole thing but she was still a woman and on some subconcious level, she was interested in ALL jewelry. Jenny seemed to know excatly what she was looking for and began to pick out several small rings. The metal of the ring was thick but the diameter of the ring itself was small.

Jenny smiled and put on her sweet attitude but Sally knew quite well that it was an act.

Jenny: "I like these, mom. Why don't we use these."

Sally pretended to look them over and said: "I think your right, dear. I like these too."

Joan walked back in at the end of their conversation and sat down.

Joan: "Have you decided which ones you would like?"

Sally: "Yes, I have. I like these. They are perfect!"

Joan: “These are actually a popular choice. They are kind of thick but they have a small diameter and people find them less irritating than the larger ones. These two big ones are for the other piercing, I assume? You have told us on the phone where you want them but we need to discuss the details.”

Sally began to explain where “she” wanted the rings with Jenny making a suggestion every now and then. Joan listened carefully with only a question now and then. When Sally was finished, Joan asked to speak to her alone for a few minutes. Sally looked at Jenny but saw no reaction. There was only that sweet face and smile that she always saw.

Sally: “Well….Well, we are very close. My daughter can stay and hear whatever it is you have to say.”

Joan was not stupid and had seen a lot of strange things while in this business so she dropped it.

Joan: “That’s OK as long as you allow it but I have some VERY personal questions.”

Sally glanced at Jenny for a second and said: “Go ahead. We have no secrets from each other.”

Joan: “The piercings along the top…..? I have seen this before. They are normally put there to keep the woman from reaching a sexual climax. Is that you intention?”

Sally turned red and said: “Yes, Ma’am. It is.”

Jenny: “Wow! Can you really do that?”

Joan smiled and said: “I have worked with others that have tried and some that have gotten it to work. I have done a couple myself and the customers have told me that it has worked for both of them. The position and angle of the ring is critical. By placing them together and locking the rings just right, it will do the job just fine. It will fold the skin and completely seal the upper vaginal area and prevent any contact with the cliterous.

Normally I would have had Denny, my partner do these. He is more experienced with vaginal piercing but he has no experience with this type of piercing. I will do the top three sets for you and Denny will do the rest. It that Ok, with you?”

Sally: “Well…yea. I guess so..whatever you think is best.”

Jenny had her foot on Sally’s foot under the table and would tap on her foot to indicate whether she should or shouldn’t do something. Sally was doing fine but Jenny just wanted to remind her of who the boss was around here.

Jenny: “Mom? What about the other two?”

Joan: “Yes, the other two. I almost forgot with working with the others. The other two will be easy. Either one of us can do those. Have you shaved, yet?”

Sally: “Shaved?”

Jenny looked surprised. She hadn’t thought of that. She almost began to laugh again at the idea of her slut of a teacher walking around like a little kid with a bald cunt.

Joan: “I can see that you haven’t. that’s fine. We can do it right here but there is an extra charge for that. Come on to the back and I will take care of it. Most people have trouble doing themselves anyway.”

Joan lead the two of them to a back room where there was a counter with a sink along one wall and what looked like a hospital bed in the middle of the room. Sally recognized it right away from her doctor exams.  It was a bed that a gynecologist uses to examine patients. It had stirrups on one end that your ankles rested in to keep your legs spread open. The only difference was a couple of large leather straps across the middle of the bed. Jenny just stared at it. She knew about them from talking with her mother but she never saw one before. To a young girl like her, it looked more like some kind of medieval torture device.

Joan: “Please remove your dress and hop up onto the bed.”

Sally quickly slipped her skirt off and hopped up on the bed and put her legs up into the stirrups. Joan began to heat up the wax that she was suing to get rid of Sally pussy hair. Sally had never had a waxing but she knew that it hurt. Joan was professional in every way. She had her suspicions about these two but it didn’t really matter. A customer was a customer. There was a loud yelp from Sally every time Joan ripped the wax off but after about two minutes, Sally was bald as the day she was born.  Jenny was watching silently. This was all new and exciting for her. Sally knew about all this but had never been involved with it before. She was a respected school teacher and had no desire for any of this but now things were different. She was at the mercy of a fourteen year old.

Joan: “Excuse me and I will go get the things that I need. I will be back in a few minutes.”

After Joan left, Jenny was happy and excited as she said: “Wow! This if fun! That must have hurt. You should have kept your promise, slut, then we wouldn’t have to be doing this. It’s Ok, though. I am glad that you did fuck yourself. His is fun!”

Sally: “Please, Miss Olsen. Please don’t do this. I am begging you.”

Jenny: “I know your begging me. You are ALWAYS begging me for something. I don’t mind the begging but don’t do it too much. It get’s irritating after a while. I bet when they punch the holes in your sloppy cunt, that will hurt a lot too. This is an interesting position that you are in. I want you to finger yourself until you are good and sloppy. You had better not cum, though!! Do you hear me slut?”

Sally began to reach down and rub her cunt.

Jenny reached up and twisted one of Sally’s nipples and repeated her question.

Jenny: “I said, Do you hear me slut!? Answer me!”

Sally began rub herself harder as she replied: “Oh…..Oh…yea…….I understand…..JE….Miss Jennifer……Olsen.”

Jenny let out a sigh and just watched. Her slut of a teacher had another punishment coming. She mumbled to herself: “Mom, how did you ever put up with me? This is so hard trying to teach someone to behave.”

Sally began to rub harder with three of her finger shoved up her cunt and as always, her thumb was rubbing her clit. Jenny just sat down and watched her teacher finger fuck herself again. Jenny knew that she wouldn’t be able to keep from cumming. That is why she was here. This would soon stop. Jenny was getting tired of her slutty teacher cumming without her permission. She quietly sat there and watched Sally begin to flop and wiggle around as her hand moved faster. Her other hand was now twisting and pinching her nipples.

This is what Joan saw when she returned. Jenny saw that she was a little surprised but not shocked like the store clerk. She just let out a sigh and put her equipment down.

Joan: “She does this often?”

Jenny put on a sad face and said: “Yes, ma’am. That is why she wanted these piercings done. She thought that it would help. I hope it will. I am afraid that she will get caught and get into trouble. Mom! MOM! Stop!”

Joan: “No, Jenny. Let her finish now. I need her to be relaxed. If she is swelled up and horny, I can’t do the piercing. We’ll wait until she’s finished. I’ll be back in a minute. Let her finish.”

Jenny watched Joan leave the room and laughed. She had never had so much fun until she had her slut of a teacher under her control. She looked at Sally as she was laughing.All she had to do was tell her to go fuck herself and she’d do it. She was humping and fucking herself faster and faster. Her sloppy cunt juice was running down the table and dripping onto the floor as Sally finally reached her goal. She stiffened up and arched her back while she seemed to be trying to shove her entire hand up her cunt. She let out a groaning yell as she was cumming. This lasted for a minute until Jenny finally gripped both of her nipples and twisted them hard. She slapped her in the face and yelled for her to stop. Sally just collapsed on the table while still breathing heavy. Finally Sally looked up and saw Jenny smiling down at her. She started to shake again. She knew that she wasn’t suppose to cum.

Sally: “Miss Olsen, forgive me. I’m sorry. I’m sorry…”

Jenny: “Oh, shut up, slut. How did you ever become a school teacher and not listen? Just lay there and stop embarrassing me. This is why we are here, slut, so don’t worry. I now realize that you are as stupid as most of your students but after today, you will be forced to listen to me. I am getting so tired of constantly having to punish you. How am I supposed to have any fun if you don’t listen?”

Sally: “Yes, Miss Olsen.”

Jenny slapped her again and said: “I told you to shut up! Damn! You are almost more trouble than your worth!”

Sally lay back still in the afterglow of her orgasm as Jenny sat back down. She looked at her school teacher and gave it some more thought. She had seen her fuck herself many times already and she had always used two or three fingers. She smiled as she wondered if the slut could get her whole hand up her worthless cunt. Joan walked back in and took Jenny from her thoughts.

Joan looked at Sally and said: “Are you quite finished so we can get going on this. Your piercings are not easy and I want to get started.”

Jenny answered Joan as if Sally wasn’t even there.

Jenny: “Yes, Joan. We need to get going. I’m sorry for her but that is why she is here.”

Joan: “Damn, this table and floor are a mess. Ms. Harris. Please clean up your mess so we can get started!”

Sally looked at Jenny and just got up and quickly wiped everything down while Joan and Jenny waited. Sally finished and got back up onto the table and said nothing. She only looked at Jenny and once again saw that sweet face with the usual twinkle in her eye. Joan hooked up the small straps around Sally ankles  and thighs and brought three larger straps from under the table and used them to strap Sally down at the waist, stomach and chest.

Jenny: “You had better strap her arms down too. She has already given you trouble and this will make things go much more smoothly.”

Joan and  Jenny began to talk about Sally as if she wasn’t even there.

Joan: “That might be best. We have some more straps that we keep just for that purpose. You would be surprised at how many people chicken out right in the middle of the procedure. Sometimes it is dangerous to stop on the middle and we have to finish.”

Joan went to a drawer and pulled out some smaller straps and secured Sally’s arms down. She put one strap around her elbows and another one around her wrists. She then attached them to the underside of the bed. Now Sally was completely tied and helpless. She was told to shut up by Jenny so she could only lay there quietly.

Jenny: “Does this hurt much?”

Sally listened carefully. She was wondering about that too.

Joan: “Yes, it does but not for long. Why?”

Jenny: “You have other people out there don’t you. If she yells, won’t they leave?”

The doors were sound proof and Joan usually closed them but she looked at Sally and then at Jenny and decided to go along with this whole thing. The only time that she ever had to tie someone’s arms down was when they were forced to get a piercing.

Joan: “That’s true. I think that I have something that will help.”

Joan left the room for a minute and came back with some kind of gag with a red ball attached to it that Jenny had only seen on the internet. She had actually bought one with Sally’s credit card but it hadn’t been delivered yet. She was curious how it worked though so she watched carefully. Joan adjusted the gag and held it up to Sally’s mouth. Sally didn’t open right away. She only looked over at Jenny. Jenny let out a sigh and reached up and pinched and twisted Sally’s nipples as hard as she could. When she yelled, Joan shoved the ball into her mouth and quickly locked the buckles and pulled it up tight. Sally’s jaw was stretched and the red ball was jammed into her mouth. Sally tried to talk but all that came out was grunting.

Jenny: “I’m so sorry for all this trouble, Joan. She shouldn’t be a problem now.”

Joan: “Thank you Jenny. I can see why you wanted this done. She seems like a lot of trouble.”

Jenny: “Oh, my God! You have NO idea how much trouble she has been. This will help, though.”

Joan pulled all her tools together and slid her chair over between Sally’s legs and began her work as she was simply changing the oil on a car. Jenny was down watching her. She was fascinated by the whole thing. Joan smiled at her and began a detailed explanation as she explained each step in the process. She also explained that the small rings on her cunt would be heat sealed by the tool that she used so once they were put in, they couldn’t be removed without heating them up and that would burn her so she asked one last time if that’s what she wanted. Jenny smiled. Joan had asked her and NOT Sally.

Jenny: “Joan, that sounds perfect. I want them to stay in. Just make sure that they will seal things up so she can’t play with herself. It’s getting to be a problem. She’s like a drug addict.”

Joan: “Ok. Here we go.”

Sally began to scream into her gag but it only sounded like grunts and groans. She started to buck and wiggle around but the straps held her completely immobile.

Joan looked at Jenny and said: “Now you see why we have to strap them down sometimes. She could seriously hurt herself if she wiggled at the wrong time.”

Jenny: “I understand and once again, I am sorry for all this trouble.”

Joan pick up a ring and tool and pressed it into the spot where it was going. Jenny just herd a click followed by Sally screaming. It sounded like a soft groan but Joan and Jenny knew that it was a scream that could have been heard in Cleveland if the gag wasn’t in her mouth.  Joan took the rest of the rings and locked them in the proper spot. Each was time, Jenny heard that click as Sally continued to try and wiggle and scream. After almost an hour, Joan backed up and pointed out to Jenny what had been done. Jenny was amazed. The rings were perfect. There was absolutely NO sign of any type of seem or joint. It was as if each ring had no beginning or ending. There were three pairs over the area by her clit and eight more going down through her cunt lips. There couldn’t have been a quarter inch between each pair of rings going down to the bottom of her cunt. Each ring was perfectly lined up with its counterpart and pierced through her cunt lips. Joan and Jenny talked briefly about hygiene and care until they healed as Joan applied an anticeptic. Sally arched her back, pulled as hard as she could and screamed steady for over thirty seconds. Her pussy felt like it was on fire. Joan placed what looked like one of those old pads that women used to wear during their period. She told Jenny that it should stay there for the next couple of hours for the bleeding to stop.

Joan: “After the bleeding stops, you should be able to lock her up. Now let’s get the other two piercings finished.”

Jenny: "WOW! That is so cool! So they can't be taken out?"

Joan: "No, not without getting severe burns. The metel in the rings hardens after being heated once so they are sealed and permanent."

Sally just lay there moaning and crying. The attaching of each ring was agony and that anticeptic was the worst pain that she had ever feltbut now there was only a sharp aching. Joan and Jenny continued to talk about Sally as if she was a simple peace of property and wasn't even there.

Jenny: "Wait a minute before you do her tits."

Jenny reached into Sally's purse and pulled out a little bag from the hardwear store. She was hoping that Joan could do this but she wasn't sure. Permanent rings would be Ok but Jenny wanted these instead. Jenny held them out and handed them to Joan. Joan looked at the two paddlocks in her hand and then looked at Sally's tits. The locks were not the usual small ones that people used. These weren’t full size locks but they were  larger than the little ones.

Jenny: "Can you put these in instead of the rings? I would prefer them."

Joan: "I guess so. They are about the same diameter as the rings that you picked out but these locks are kind of big. Most people use the little ones. The rings would be permanent too but these could be removed. Is that what you want?"

Sally was watching and screaming something into the gag but it came out as simple groans and grunts and no one paying any attention to her anyway.

Joan: "Yea, use these if you can. They are hardened steel and you would have to cut them of with a torch unless you have the key.  Besides, I will keep the keys so she won't lose them."

Joan stood up and got a larger clipping tool for Sally's nipples. She stood up felt all around Sally's tits.

Joan: "Damn, they're big, aren't they?"

Jenny chuckled and said: "Yea. Every boy in school stares at them. I think they're just too big and floppy, myself. She wanted to have surgery done on them but they're way too much fun like this. Besides, I've already spent the money that she had for that stupid surgery anyway."

Joan just smiled and shrugged as she pulled and gently pinched at Sally's nipple. She explained to Jenny that she needed it to stick out a little to get a good spacing with the hole. She also need a large pin to peirce it with because of the size of the locks. Jenny saw that this tool was different. The other one held and applied the ring as it pierced but this one didn't.

Joan pulled on the nipple and she squeezed the handle. There was a crunching noise followed by a snapping sound which sent Sally on another screaming session. Her yelling was not loud because of the gag but Jenny was getting tired of it. Jenny leaned over and whispered in Sally's ear.

Jenny: "Listen, you big slut. I am getting sick of all your screaming. If you don't stop, I am going to have her put a large ring through your nose. Now shut up!!"

Sally. "Mff. Mfff......."

Jenny smiled and said to Joan: "I am so sorry for all these interuptions. She is such a big baby."

Joan chuckled and said: "No problem. One more to go."

The was another crunching snap and the tool made a hole through Sally's other nipple. Joan had sterilized the locks and slipped them through the new holes in her nipples. Sally let out a wimpering groan but she didn't scream this time. She was convinced that this spoiled little brat would put a ring in her nore too.

She turned to Jenny before she locked them and said: "Would you like the honor?"

Jenny reached up and snapped the two locks closed. Sally didn't scream on the second nipple but she was whinpering and crying.

Joan took a quick look over all the peircings and seemed happy with them. She called Jenny over to Sally's crotch and was pointing out some things that she thought that Jenny should know. Joan explained in great detail about how to lock up the top three pairs of rings over her clit so she couldn’t touch it. There was a certain sequence and pattern to it. Jenny was impressed. Joan evidently had a lot of experience with this kind of piercing. The rest going down her pussy weren’t so critical. She told Jenny that they could be locked closed for an indefinite period of time and as long as they were cleaned properly, there would be no hygiene or infection problems.

Joan: “Make sure that she doesn’t get them wet for a couple of days. After that they should be fine to do whatever you want with them. Don’t worry about damage to the skin. That area is very strong down there and unless you hook them up to a car, they shouldn’t  rip out. It’s the same with the nipples. You shouldn’t be able to rip them out. Try not to get the nipples wet either for a couple of days.”

Jenny: “Ok. Thanks, Joan. This was very cool! I have never seen this before!”

Joan smiled and said: “I’m glad I could help. She can pay on her way out.”

Joan left the room and Jenny turned to Sally and said: “I’ll wait in the car. Make sure you give Joan a hundred dollar tip!”

Jenny walked out of the room and as she walked out the door, she told Joan: “I’ll wait in the car. Tell her to hurry up.”

Joan: “Wait! Did you untie her?”

Jenny giggled and said: “Oh, yea. I forgot. Could you untie her please? I be in the car. Tell her to hurt up. I don’t want to sit here all day!”

Joan: “Will do. Thank you, Jenny. Come back any time.”

Jenny walked out the door as Joan went back to the room where Sally was still tied down. There had already been two groups of people walk by on their way to other rooms. Of course they all took a few seconds to get a good look at Sally’s wide open cunt with her fresh piercings. Sally just kept yelling…or at least trying to yell. She just kept making grunting and groaning noises. She was trying to get free but it was hopeless.

Joan walked back into Sally’s room and was reaching to untie her straps when someone yelled her name in one of the back rooms. She shrugged at Sally and left the room. It was about five minutes later when Joan returned with five other people. Sally was still grunting and groaning as the six of them stood around by her ass as Joan was pointing at her cunt and discussing the piercings. It was not just curiosity.  It was interest on a professional level. No one except Joan had seem piercings like this before. She pointed them out and described in detail why the three pairs by Sally’s clit were put there. They looked at Sally and laughed when they were told that she was at the mercy of her own hormones and that’s why her daughter brought her here. She couldn’t stop fingering herself. When someone asked about the locks on her nipples, Joan wasn’t sure. She just told them that her daughter wanted them there and she never asked why. The five other people left the room laughing and discussing Sally’s piercings. Joan finally reached up and began to untie Sally. She unstrapped the straps and took off the gag.

Joan chuckled and said: “Your daughter is in the car. You will pay at the front counter.”

Joan walked out and left Sally standing there in a weird position as she was trying to find a way to keep the pain to a minimum. She gingerly pulled her skirt, shirt and shoes on and hobbled up to the front counter. It hurt like hell to put her shirt on over her nipples but she had no choice. She was hoping that it wouldn’t hurt too long. She never had a piercing before…..not even her ears.

There was another girl at the front counter that was already figuring out the bill. Sally just stood there with her legs spread a little. She was happy that she WASN’T wearing underwear now. Joan had attached the pad to her crotch and gave her five more before she left. When Sally asked about them, Joan just told her that she had already explained it to her daughter and she didn’t have time to tell her. The bill was a little under the five hundred dollars that that she had pulled out of her account but Jenny told her to give Joan a hundred dollar tip. She looked around as the girl counted the money.

Sally: “Miss, would you take a check for a tip? I don’t have enough cash.”

Girl: “We can’t for the tip but we can take a hundred dollar check for part of the bill and take that cash for the tip.”

Sally: “Thank you, Miss.”

It was twenty minutes later when Jenny saw Sally slowly waddling out the door and across the parking lot. She opened the car door and as slow as she could, she slid into the driver’s seat and started the car. She was still in shock over everything so she just turned to Jenny and waited.

Jenny: “My, my, we’re grumpy. Drive me to your house.”

Sally: “Yes…..Yes, Miss Olsen……..I…”

She just started the car and drove to her house. When they walked into the front door, Sally began to hobble toward the kitchen. Jenny just looked at her and let out a loud sigh. Sally turned slowly around and looked at Jenny with confusion and pain on her face.

Jenny: “Oh, my god, slut. You forgot again!”

Sally’s head was beginning to clear a little as she hobbled back to the door and slowly remover her clothes. The only thing that she left on was the pad taped to her crotch.

Sally: “I’m sorry, Miss Olsen.”

Jenny watched her and saw blood on her thighs and nipples. It wasn’t a lot but it was noticeable. She turned and slowly walked back toward the kitchen.

Jenny: “Well, I will forgive you this one time, slut and you are all even with punishments now so if you remember the rules, things will be much better for you.”

Sally groaned and said: “Yes, Miss Olsen.”

It was a simple groan of pain so Jenny let it go. Jenny followed Sally into the kitchen and explained what Joan had told her about not getting everything wet. Sally listened as she got out some pain relievers from the cupboard.

Sally: “Miss Olsen, may I please call in sick tomorrow?”

Jenny looked at the blood again and decided that she didn’t want her new slut to get an infection or something so she reluctantly agreed.

Jenny: “I am in a good mood today, slut. This was very entertaining so I will let you call in sick tomorrow. (laughing) I guess I don’t have to worry about you breaking the rules, do I slut?”

Sally: “Thank you, Miss Olsen. I promise that I won’t cum tomorrow.”

Jenny laughed and said: “Well, I know that your promises mean nothing, slut but I think it’s safe to say that you won’t be fucking yourself anytime soon.  Drive me home.”

It was an order and Sally knew it.

Sally: “Yes, Miss Olsen.”

Sally hobbled back to the door and began to pick up her shirt and skirt but Jenny stopped her and told her that it would be simpler to simply leave her clothes off rather than remove them in her front yard. Sally’s head was clearing a little more and realized that Jenny would have had her standing in her front yard in the daylight to strip out of her clothes. She picked them up and handed them to Jenny and walked out to her car. She looked around quickly but didn’t see anyone. Normally she would have practical dove into the car but she was in so much pain that she could only hobble with her legs spread as far as she could get them.

Jenny got out at her own house and reminded Sally to change the pad and turn all of the rings so they would heal properly. Like before, she was not concerned about Sally personally. She was concerned about losing her toy.

Before Sally drove away, Jenny leaned into the driver side door and said: “Hey, slut, you owe me twenty dollars a week for doing your stinky laundry.”

Sally said: “Yes, Miss Olsen.”

If Jenny heard her, she didn’t indicate it. She just walked into her house and slammed the door. Sally was left naked in her car again as she drove home. Sally took a good look around to see if anyone was around and saw two kids walking down the sidewalk so she slunk down in her seat and waited. If they saw her, Sally couldn’t tell. They just walked on by. Sally began to cry because of the pain and because of what just happened. She didn’t care if the kids were gone or not. She got slowly out of the car and went into the house and went to bed. She fell right asleep. She had to get up twice that night to change her pad and turn the rings but other than that she slept through the night. She woke up long enough in the morning to call in sick and went back to bed. There were small blood stains on the sheets but she didn’t care. She took some more painkillers and cried herself back to sleep. She was at the mercy of this fourteen year old kid. She was a virtual prisoner in her own home and she was running out of food too. She was giving serious thought to going through the drive through at a fast food place but finally fell asleep again.

It was about four o’clock that afternoon when the phone rang. Sally was already up and was trying to clean up without getting the piercings wet. They didn’t hurt as much as this morning. There was only a dull ache that wasn’t that bad. The only time that they hurt was when she touched them to turn the rings and the locks. They were feeling much better, though. She answered the phone just before the machine picked it up.

Sally: “Hello?”

Jenny: “It’s me, slut. Get over here and pick me up.”

Sally: “Yes, Miss Olsen.”

Before Sally could say anything, Jenny hung up. When Sally went to the bathroom before she left, she found out one more something else.  It hurt like hell when her piss ran over the piercings. She did her best to wipe herself and peeked out the front door to see if anyone was there. She didn’t see anyone but there were three boxes sitting on the front step. She reached out and quickly pulled them in. They were addressed to “Jenny Olsen” but at her address. She wasn’t sure what to do so she just left them there and hoped that Jenny wouldn’t be angry with her.

She arrived at Jenny’s house and waited in the car like always. Twenty minutes went by but no one came out. Sally leaned back and closed her eyes. Despite the fact that she was in bed all day, she really didn’t sleep much. The piercings kept waking her up when she would lay on them. The locks hurt the most as they pulled down continuously on her sore nipples. They were not full size locks but they were big enough to be felt as their weight pulled down on her nipples. As she was laying there with her eyes closed, suddenly someone opened the door and yelled, “Hi!” The result was predictable. Sally immediately tried to cover herself but forgot about the piercings. When she put her hand cover her tits and cunt, she let out a yelp of pain. Jenny got into the car and was laughing.

Jenny: “Take me to your house.”

Sally: “Yes, Miss Olsen.”

Sally drove back to her house and noticed that Jenny didn’t have any clothes with her. She wasn’t sure of that was good or bad. It might mean that she wasn’t taking her anywhere or it might mean that she had some devious plan in mind. Sally followed Jenny to the front door and let Jenny unlock it since she had a key to her house anyway.

Sally: “Miss Olsen, these packages arrived for you.”

Jenny: “Oh, goody! It’s all the stuff that you ordered.”

They both knew that Sally didn’t order the stuff but she DID pay for it. All the money that she was saving for her surgery was gone and Jenny was getting into her “new car money”.  Jenny grabbed the boxes and took them over to the couch and began to open them. Sally just sat down on a chair and watched as she picked up each item and examined it.  Some of the stuff, Sally recognized. Others, she didn’t. There was quite an assortment of leather items, plastic items and one pair of leather high heels that went up almost to the knees and had many buckles and straps along with what appeared to be six inch heels.  She just groaned as Jenny opened more boxes. She did recognize, hand cuffs, dildos and a couple of small whips. The one thing that she was really curious about was a box inside of the box. Jenny opened it and took out what looked like a radio with knobs and cords. Sally had NO clue what it was but she knew that it wouldn’t be good. Jenny squealed with glee as she unpacked everything.

Jenny: “This stuff is so COOL! I will keep it here since my nosey mother goes through my stuff at home. Do you have a lockable closet or safe or something? This stuff is for later.”

Sally: “I have a closet in the basement that has a lock on it. The lock and key are hanging on the door.”

Jenny put everything in the little closet and locked the door. She went back up by Sally and waved the key in her face.

Jenny: “This better be the only key and even if it’s not, I will be able to tell if you have been in there or not. If I find out that you were in there, you will feel even more pain than the piercings. DO you understand slut?”

Sally: “Yes, Miss Olsen. Those are the only keys. I understand.”

Jenny: “Good! Now sit over here and spread those chubby legs for me. I want to look at your piercings.”

Jenny took a close look at everything but was careful not to touch her. She didn’t give a shit about her pain. She just didn’t want to touch her sloppy wet cunt. There was some redness around the rings and locks but it looked like they were healing Ok.

Jenny: “I will leave you alone tonight, slut since the piercings make you even with all of your punishments so far. So you will be starting tomorrow with a clean slate.”

Sally: “Please may I call in sick tomorrow? They still hurt.”

Jenny: “No! One day of you lounging around is enough. I want your lazy ass back to work tomorrow!”

Sally: “Yes, Miss Olsen. I will pick you up at 7AM in the morning.”

Jenny smiled and said: “Of course you will, silly. That is one of my standing orders. I am so glad that you are learning. I have no idea how parents raise kids. Teaching you is hard enough and you are supposed to be a smart adult.”

Sally: “Miss, Olsen, may I please go buy some groceries soon. I am getting low on some things.”

Jenny: “Oh, God! You’re such a needy thing. Ok but not today. Maybe in a couple of days I will let you. You need to lose weight anyway. Now take me home, slut!”

Sally: “Yes, Miss Olsen.”

Sally drove Jenny home and dropped her off without any troubles but on the way back, she had truck pull up to her at a stop light. He was high enough to see all the way into her car and all of her too. There was no use trying to hide. He was sitting to high in the truck.

Truck driver: “Hey baby! Nice tits! Who has the keys to those tits, honey? I could kiss them and make them better. What about a quick fuck? It would only take a minute….”

The light turned green and Sally drove off. She made several extra turns on the way home to lose the truck. When she finally lost him, she headed straight home and into her driveway. She took one glance around and walked as quickly as she could into her house. The piercings didn’t seem to hurt much anymore unless she touched them too much. The redness and swelling was all gone along with the bleeding so she took the pad off and threw the rest away. She could feel the rings between her legs but the worst was the locks. They were heavy and would swing a little as she walked. She almost cried again. She had no money to get reduction surgery and even if she did, Jenny wouldn’t allow it. She could feel those locks already pulling her breasts down. She would never find any guy that would even look at her like this. She couldn’t take the rings out even if Jenny let her. They were permanent. She found out that she could walk pretty normally without pain so she ate some dinner and watched TV until bedtime. She set her alarm early to make sure that she wouldn’t be late. If this was any clue to Jenny’s punishments, then she had better do whatever the little brat wanted. Soon she went to bed and she slept well except when she would roll onto her stomach and onto the locks on her nipples.

The next morning Sally got up and fixed her hair and washed herself off with a sponge since she was pretty sure that she shouldn’t get the piercings wet, yet. She had some coffee and went to get the paper but like every morning so far, she forgot to get it when it was still dark and this time of the morning, it was a busy morning as everyone went to work or school. She was watching the street and finally found a break and ran to the car and drove to Jenny’s house. Because of the timing and the busy morning, Sally made it to Jenny’s with only five minutes to spare. She let out a big sigh of relief and waited. Jenny was right on time and had Sally’s clothes under her arm. She threw them over the car like the day before and hopped into the passenger seat and waited.

Sally opened the door and picked up the clothes as best she could. Between being naked and her piercings, it was not easy but she finally got back into the car with her clothes. She looked at the clothes and was trying to put them on when Jenny grabbed everything except the shirt and threw them in the back seat.

As Sally put her shirt on, Jenny said : “I can see that this morning ritual of ours has to change. I am not going to sit and watch you get dressed. I am letting you put the shirt on and that is about as generous as I am. Drive!”

Sally let the shirt settle down on her shoulders and said: “Yes, Miss Olsen.”

Sally’s clothes were a skirt that was a little shorter than the last time. The shirt was different, though. It was incredibly large and baggy. It fit in such a way that it looked normal for it to be large. Sally saw a new problem right away. If she bent over, Anyone in front of her would have a clear view of her breasts….AND THE LOCKS! The heals were higher than the other day. Those were two inches. These were three inches.

Jenny: “Spread those flabby thighs and let’s see your new “bling”.”

Sally spread her legs as much as the car would let her and kept driving. Jenny was looking closely at them. She was not worried. It was a morbid curiosity about what her new toy looked like.

Jenny: “Wow! I can hardly see that sloppy cunt of yours. It looks like a railroad track going down you stinky cunt with all those rings. Make sure you let that hair grow back! You look like a little kid and that’s just weird!”

Sally: “Yes, Miss Olsen. May I close my legs, please?”

Jenny smiled and said: “Oh, go ahead. I don’t want to ride to school smelling you stinky cunt anyway.”

Jenny reached over and pulled on the locks attached to Sally nipples. She moved them around and spent a few seconds looking them over. Every time she moved them, Sally winced. They were fine but when someone twisted them, they hurt a little bit. All of the piercings were getting much better. The bleeding stopped and the swelling had gone down.  She was proud of the locks. They were her idea.

Jenny: “They look good.  I like those. They will remind you that you belong to me and to remember my rules. I hope they’re not too heavy. I wouldn’t want those big cow udders of yours to drag on the floor.”

Jenny just kept laughing as they pulled up to the door by the student parking lot. There were the usual four students standing there waiting for Jenny. She got out of the car and slammed the door as she walked away. Sally quickly drove to the faculty parking area and parked the car in a remote spot so she could get dressed. She was slower than the other day because every time she hit her piercings on something, they would hurt a little. They still felt much better than yesterday. The pain was not that sharp piercing pain like it was.

She put her shirt and shoes on and headed for the school building. Her nipples began to ache a little as the locks would sway back and forth dragging her breasts with them. The ache was not bad and she could live with it…not that she had any choice anyway. She clip clopped down the hallway and entered her classroom which was already filling up. She was relieved that she had a lot of teaching experience and was using the same syllabus that she used last year. She hadn’t had time to work on lesson plans since Jenny took her clothes the other day. She sat down and look around and in her desk and was relieved that there was no note anywhere. Soon it was time again for her trip to the bathroom. She looked around and Jenny wasn’t in sight. Maybe she would leave her alone today. She was hoping but it didn’t happen. When she was in the stall, someone walked in. Sally sat there quietly but the silence was soon broken.

Jenny: “HI, slut. I hope you are being good in there and not fucking yourself. Now get out here!”

Sally slowly opened the stall door and walked out and stood in front of Jenny.

Jenny: “Hop up here, slut.”

Sally: “Yes, Miss Olsen.”

Sally hopped up onto the counter next to the sinks again and quietly waited.

Jenny: “Spread’um!”

Sally spread her legs and sat there with her cunt wide open and her rings clearly visible. Jenny took another look at them. She seemed to want to touch them but at the same time, she didn’t want to touch “that sloppy wet cunt”.

Jenny: Wow! There are a lot of them. Do they rattle when you walk?”

Sally: “No, Miss Olsen, they don’t but they feel strange.”

Jenny: “Live with it, slut. Live with those locks too. They’re not coming off. None of that stuff is. In fact, it is just the opposite. You will be adding a few things in a couple of days. Now get out of here and go to class!”

Sally jumped down and said: “Yes, Miss Olsen. Thank you.”

As Sally left, she heard Jenny yell out the word, “slut!”

Sally went to her class and eveyone was there except Jenny. She had no power over Jenny so she simply started class. Brian was listening intently as usual. As she looked at him she could still taste his cum in her mouth.  The boys in the class were all staring at her and she noticed it this time. They never paid any attention to her before. The ones in the back of the middle rows were the worst. They were not even trying to hide it. They stared and wiggled around in their seats while trying to hide their erections. Sally just slumped her shoulders and continued. She wasn’t sure what they saw the other day but they obviously got a good view of something under her skirt. At the very least, everyone knew that she wore no underwear. At least her baggy shirt hid the locks on her nipples.

Sally quickly got caught up from yesterday and continued with the lessons. She had always loved teaching and was getting lost in it until Jenny walked in carrying a couple of magazines. She plopped down in her seat and pulled out her cell phone and began to text with someone. Sally was glad that she sat in the back of the room. Unless she made noise, no one saw her texting and reading magazines.

Sally just continued with class and prayed that Jenny would leave her alone for a least one day. She wasn’t so lucky. Jenny held up her cell phone and pointed toward Sally. Sally reached down and looked at her cell phone. The little light was blinking. Sally had always turned the sound off but left it on so if someone called, the light would blink and she wouldn’t miss something important. She quickly gave everyone the next day’s assignment and sat down to look at her phone. It was a text from Jenny. It said: “Walk around the room and bend over so someone can see those big baggy udders of yours.”  Sally looked up at Jenny with fear in her eye when she thought about the locks. A new text came in. It read: “Yes, slut. Make sure they see your new jewelry hanging from those big tits of yours. Hurry! It’s getting boring and I need a little entertainment!”

Sally looked up and was shaking. Showing someone her breasts was bad enough but letting them see those locks attached to her nipples was frightening. Jenny scowled at her and she hung her head in defeat again. She had no choice. It was either obey Jenny or go to jail. At the last second, she had an idea. She walked around the room and over to where Brian was sitting. She “accidently” dropped her pen and bent way over to pick it up while making sure that Brian saw everything.  Brian stared at Sally’s breasts. His cock got stiff as a steel rod and his face turned red as an apple. Sally stood up and smiled at him and walked away. She was still shaking but she knew that Jenny had a good handle on him and she could control him enough to keep her out of jail.

When she sat down, she looked at Brian wiggling around in his seat. He was still staring at her. Her phone was blinking again: "That was cheeting, slut but it was fun to watch that little troll practically cream his jeans. I'll let it slide this time but don't ever do that again. Now go give Ron a look at those baggy udders of yours. NOW!"

Sally was still shaking as she looked up at Jenny. Jenny was reading her magazine and seemed to not be paying any attention to her. Sally looked at Ron and stood back up. She couldn't drop her pen again so she went over to his desk and leaned over to see how he was doing with his work.

Sally: "Are you doing Ok, Ron? Do you need any help?"

Ron was staring at Sally's tits and stammering out gibberish.

Sally: "Well, if you need any help, feel free to ask."

Ron just stammered out more gibberish and stared. Sally looked down and saw his cock sticking straight up. He was so engrossed on her tits thay he wasn't even trying to hide his erection. All the girls around him started to giggle when they saw his stiff cock standing up like a tent pole in his pants. Jenny was laughing the hardest. No one knew that she could have their slut teacher dancing in the front of the room if she wanted to. Sally stood up and walked back to the front of the room and sat down. Her cell phone light was blinking again. It read: "That was great, slut!! Ron got a perfect view of those floppy tits of yours and all the boys behind you were on their knees getting a good look at your ass! I am sure that Ron saw my locks too. I thought that his eyes would pop out of his head. I think that he forgot how to talk also. I have not had do much fun in a long time. The class missed you yesterday. Pick me up at the usual time and place after school. We have work to do tonight. I want to play with my new toys."

Sally slumped in her chair and began to cry. She tried to hide it and wiped her face with tissues. Soon, the entire school will know that she wears paddlelocks through her nipples. The boys in her classes were already staring at her hoping to catch a glimpse of something. Jenny just read her magazine while everyone else did their work. A thought suddenly occured to her. It was a wild thought but in a strange way, it made sense. It was during the next class that she left the room and slipped into the boy's bathroom and looked around. She finally found what she was looking for. There was an entire wall in one stall devoted to her. There were all kinds of comments about her ass and tits and every other part of her body. There were a lot of suggestions about what she could do for someone along with a detailed discription of postitions. Sally turned white and backed out of the men's room and walked as fast as she could go with her heels on. In the silence of the hallway, her clip clopping sounded like thunder. She got through the rest of her day riding on blind experiance. Her mind was swirling.

Soon the day ended and she left the builing as fast as she could go. She got into her car and drove around to wait for Jenny. Jenny walked out the door with three other guys. She was standing there flirting with them for over ten minutes and all she could do is watch and wait. She gave each guy a hug and convinced each of them that they were the only one for her. She got into the car and slammed the door.

Jenny: "Drive, slut!"

Sally: "Yes, Miss Olsen. Miss Olsen? Can we talk about something?"

Jenny rolled her eyes and said: "What is it now? You're not going to whine at me again, are you?"

Sally: "No, Miss Olsen. I just wanted to ask you if you know about what is writen about me in the boy's bathroom."

Jenny chuckled and said: "Of course I do. Half the boys in school love me. Don't sweat about Ron. I have as much control over him as I do that little troll, Brian. What were you doing in the boy's bathroom? Were you being naughty?"

Sally began to pleade with Jenny: "Please........Oh, Please, Miss Olsen.....Please don't get me in trouble."

Sally pulled into her driveway and put her head on the stearing wheel and kept begging

Sally: "Oh my God......Jenny, I can't go on like this........."

Jenny: "Oh, stop whining and get into the house. I will forgive your little slip just now but you will be more careful from now on!"

Sally looked up and just said: "Yes, Miss Olsen."

Sally followed Jenny into the house and immediately removed all of her clothing and carefully laid it a chair by the door. Jenny turned and just stared at her for a minute. She looked Sally up and down as if she was a piece of meat.

Sally: “What is it, Miss Olsen? I’m sorry for whining. Is there something I can do for you?”

Jenny looked up at Sally and smiled.

Jenny: “That was the first time that you have asked if you could do something for me. What would you want to do for me, Sally?”

Sally noticed that she didn’t call her “slut” as she answered: “I will do anything that makes you happy. I will do anything that you ask me to do.”

Jenny: “Make us some dinner. I’m hungry.”

As Sally smiled and ran into the kitchen, Jenny watched her ass and tits bounce and smiled. They were still funny the way they bounced, especially with the paddle locks bouncing with them. She even listened to see if she could hear the rings jingling.

Jenny: “Hey, slut! Let that hair grow back. It’s too weird like this!”

Sally politely replied: “Yes, Miss Olsen.”

Sally noticed the word “slut” but this time it was different. At least she thought that it was. Jenny was a good actor and Sally was not a good judge of people but she had to believe in something. Jenny didn’t know it but at that moment, she learned a lesson that all mothers already knew. She smiled and followed Sally into the kitchen.

Sally was busy with preparing dinner. She was actually a good cook. Since she had no social life to speak of, Sally got pretty good at cooking. It was almost a pleasure to cook for someone besides herself for a change. Her only problem was that there were some things missing so she couldn’t make what she wanted to.

Sally: “I’m sorry, Miss Olsen but I can’t make anything to fancy. There are some ingredients missing. I think that you will like this, though.”

Jenny: “We will go to the store tomorrow. Maybe I can have some fun there.”

Sally looked at Jenny and saw a big smile on her face. She gave her a momentary look of despair but smiled as she turned back to her cooking. Sally kept cooking as Jenny went out to get something from her bag. She put it on the table and sat back down. About a half hour later, Sally put a nice diner on the table. She set two places but didn’t sit down. She was learning that she didn’t dare do anything without Jenny’s permission. She didn’t like it and she was hungry but there was nothing that she could do about it. She served Jenny and stood nearby and waited. Jenny took a few bites and looked up at Sally. The food was good and Sally could see it on her face. She smiled and stood there.

Jenny: “Jump up on the kitchen counter!”

Sally looked at the counter and sat up on it and waited quietly. She was worried but she didn’t have a choice. Jenny commanded her to spread her legs as she pulled some things from the small bag that she brought in. She walked over to Sally and looked at her as if she was trying to make some important decision.  Finally she saw no alternative so she reached down and gently tugged and twisted the rings on Sally’s cunt. Sally wiggled a little but otherwise didn’t do anything.

Jenny: “How do they feel?”

There was no concern in her voice. Jenny simply wanted to get some information from her. She told her the truth as best she could describe it.

Sally: “They don’t really hurt anymore. There’s no swelling or bleeding but they feel weird. The rub against themselves and my leg when I walk.”

Jenny:  “Does it make you horny when they do that?”

Sally thought for a minute and said: “Not really but in a way, it feels good but it doesn’t make me horny like you mean. I am terribly horny, though. May I cum, please?”

Jenny: “No. Sit still for a minute.”

Sally: “Yes, Miss Olsen.”

Jenny twisted and pulled the rings attached to the area around Sally’s clit to get them in the proper position and then locked them up with a small lock that she brought in. There was a click. It was a small click but to Sally, it sounded like a thunder bolt. She had an idea what it was for. Jenny pulled and twisted it as she looked it over carefully. There was no concern in Jenny’s attitude. She was simply examining her as if she was a new toy that she had just put together.

Jenny: “There. I want you to try and cum. I am ordering you to do your best to cum. If you can, I will give you a reward. Come into the living room and sit in the chair while I watch some TV. Now get to it, slut!”

Sally sat down in the chair and said: “Yes, Miss Olsen. Thank you.”

Jenny giggled and mumbled to herself: “Don’t thank me yet, slut.”

Jenny sat there and pretended to watch TV but in truth, she was watching Sally closely. This was the ultimate test for the purpose of the rings in the first place. Sally leaned back in the chair and began to work her fingers into her cunt. Her legs shuddered as she pumped her finger in and out. Jenny saw that her cunt was already wet and sloppy. Her English teacher was truly a slut. She was completely addicted to her own pleasure. Jenny chuckled as she thought of the fun that she would have if this worked. Sally placed her thumb over her clit like she always did but there was the lock and rings in the way and she couldn’t feel anything there but her fingers and hand keep working on her cunt anyway.

Now she was beginning to hump against her hand as her fingers went faster. She had her eyes closed and was making noises that could only be described as animal noises. They were moans, grunts and squeaks. Jenny was watching and laughing as she watched her toy play with itself. With all her new hardware, that’s all Sally was at this point; her new toy.  Sally’s hand and fingers moved faster and faster as she humped against her hand. Her thumb and fingers kept instinctively going to the top of her cunt looking for her clit but she couldn’t reach it. It was ten minutes later when Sally finally realized that she wasn’t going to be able to cum while locked up.

She began to try and plead with Jenny through her lust but Jenny only laughed. Jenny just laughed harder. She was wondering if Sally would shove her fingers all the way out her ass. She watched Sally as she pumped and pleaded and was wondering something.

Jenny: “Ok, slut, …….HEY! SLUT!”

She didn’t know if Sally heard her but she ordered: “Slut! I want to see you whole fist up that sloppy cunt of your! NOW!”

Sally did hear and was in her own little world of animal lust or she would have horrified at Jenny’s order. Her cunt was so wet and sloppy that it only took about ten seconds to work her whole fist into her cunt. She began to twist it around and pump with her fist while her moaning and unintelligible pleading got louder. Jenny was laughing so hard that she thought she would piss her pants when she got another idea. She got out her cell phone and began to leisurely record her bitch of an English teacher wiggling around while pumping her entire fist in and out of her cunt. Jenny got close and moved around to leave nothing unseen. Jenny filmed about three minutes of video before she sat down and rechecked her recording. If it was not good enough, Her slut was still shoving her fist up her cunt and grunting and screaming with lust and she could still try again. Jenny watched the entire thing twice before looking back up at Sally. Sally was flopping around on the chair so much she fell onto the floor and lay on her back with her legs spread as wide as she could get them. Jenny got down and took some more video of Sally humping with her entire fist up her cunt up to her wrist and her tits flopping around. It was about five minutes later as Jenny was finally satisfied with her video when she sat back and watched her slut flopping around on the floor desperate to cum. She decided to stop her before she shoved her fist up to her own throat and choke herself.

Jenny: “Hey, slut!”

No reaction.

Jenny yelled: “HEY SLUT!!!”

No reaction

Jenny went over to Sally, kicked her in the ribs and yelled again: “HEY SLUT!!”

Jenny finally got Sally’s attention. She knocked the wind out of her but she finally stopped and pulled her fist from her cunt. Jenny looked down and was amazed. Sally’s cunt was so stretched out that she thought that a truck could drive up Sally’s cunt. Jenny stomped on Sally’s cunt but just enough to get her attention but not enough to cause any real pain.

Jenny: “Are you with me, slut?”

Sally (breathing heavy): “huh……wha……….OH….Yes, Miss……Olsen.”

Jenny: “Stop rolling around on the floor and get up!”

Sally slowly got up and plopped down on the chair. She was still recovering or she would have not sat right down until Jenny let her but Jenny let it go. This was her first experiment with her slut’s new rings. It appeared that it worked. Sally was NOT able to cum with the top three pairs of rings locked over her clit. Jenny let Sally recover a little before saying anything.

Jenny: “Hey, slut! You didn’t do what  told you. I told you to cum!”

Sally got down on her knees in front of Jenny and said: “I’m sorry, Miss Olsen. I’m sorry. Forgive me but I tried. Oh, god, I tried so hard. I just couldn’t.”

Jenny: “How many times have you heard someone say that in your stupid class that they couldn’t do the homework assignment and you just got pissed and gave them even MORE homework to do. Did it ever occur to you that there might be a real reason that they weren’t able to finish their homework!!??”

Sally: “No, Miss Olsen.”

Jenny: “Well, now you know, you stupid slut. Get up off the floor and clean the kitchen up.”

Sally: “Yes Miss Olsen. May I Please eat. I am hungry.”

Jenny let out a sigh of frustration and went into the kitchen. She took a few scraps of food and threw them on the floor.

Jenny: “There! Eat that and then clean up!”

Sally looked at the food and then at Jenny as if she thought that she might be joking. Jenny saw the look on her face and let out a groan of frustration.

Jenny: “No, slut, I am NOT joking. Eat that crap of the floor and clean the kitchen up. You need to be on a diet anyway and get rid of that fat on you big ass.”

Sally slowly sat down on the floor and began to pick at the food. She was really hungry so she ate it all up and cleaned up the kitchen. She went into the living room and found Jenny on her cell phone talking to someone. Sally didn’t know what to do, so she just sat down and waited.

Jenny said: “I’ll call you back in a few minutes, Rob. Ok, bye.”

Jenny told Sally to stand in the middle of the room and wait as Jenny went downstairs to get something from her stash of “goodies” that came in the mail. She came back up with a pair of handcuffs and cuffed Sally’s hands behind her back. She pushed Sally into and corner and shoved her face into the wall.

Jenny:  Hey slut! Stay right here and I want to see that nose right up in the corner touching the wall at all times!!”

Sally: “Yes, Miss Olsen.”

Jenny: “Now you know how it feels when you have some little kid stand in the corner.”

Jenny went into the kitchen and came back with a large rubber kitchen spatula and a large wooden spoon. She look at Sally for a minute and was thinking how lucky she was. Two weeks ago the only fun she had was teasing boys, especially that toad, Brian who was doing all her homework and letting her copy from his tests. She decided to  keep stringing him along in case she still needed him. The pictures of him blowing cum all over this bitch of an English teacher was priceless. She suddenly got another idea.

Jenny: “Het slut, what’s the password on your computer?”

Sally didn’t want Jenny on her computer but she had no choice. She gave her the password and head Jenny walk off to her computer room. She came back about a half hour later and started tom laugh. She had made a few adjustments to her computer.

Jenny: “Well, slut, I changed a few things on that lame computer of yours. I put some new background wall paper and screen saver pictures on it. They are pictures of you with Brian’s cum all over your face and another with it squirting out your nose. There are couple with your fist up your big sloppy wet cunt too with your legs up in the air. It is set to change pictures every three minutes. Just to make things fun, I am now the “administrator” and you are now a “guest “so you are not allowed change it. I would suggest that you don’t let anyone use your computer. You will leave it that way too. If you disable it or buy a new PC without my permission, you will be punished. Is that clear, slut?”

Sally groaned and said: “Yes, Miss Olsen.”

Jenny picked up the spatula’s and was going to use the rubber one and slap it on her cunt but thought that it was probably NOT a good idea with the piercings so fresh but she had another idea.

Jenny: “Spread you legs, slut.”

Sally: Yes, Miss Olsen.”

When Sally spread her legs, Jenny began to rub the rubber spatula over her cunt. The result was predictable. Jenny laughed as Sally arched her back and shoved her ass out to try and push her cunt against the spatula more. Jenny began to rub it gently but every time Sally started hump against it. Jenny pulled it away. Sally begged once but Jenny told her to shut up so all she could do is whine and moan and try to hump against it.

Jenny: “Damn, I wish your class could see you now. They would be surprised to know how much of a slut you are. You now see what kind of reward you get if your good. Now you will see what one of your punishments will be.”

Jenny pulled the rubber spatula away and chuckled as Sally was still humping the air looking for it. Jenny didn’t care. She would stop soon enough.

Jenny: “I am reminding you to shut up and keep your big mouth shut! You got it??”

Sally was momentarily confused. She was told to shut up but she was supposed to answer Jenny too.

Jenny: “Very good, slut. You obeyed my last order. When in doubt you will always obey my last order given if they conflict with each other. Now you will feel one of my punishments.”

Jenny smiled as she grabbed the large wooden spoon and reached back with it and smacked Sally as hard as she could. There was a loud CRACK as the spoon hit Sally on the ass. Sally tried to stay quiet but she wasn’t expecting it so she let out a yelp.

Jenny: “I was only going to give you ten hits on that flabby ass of yours but since you made noise, you will get fifteen and I will add five every time you make noise. Is that clear? Damn your ass wiggles for a long time. We will have to do something about that.”

Sally didn’t answer but she did nod her head as Jenny hit her again. Jenny hit her again and again as hard as she could. There were big red welts forming on Sally’s ass as she continued. Finally she hit her  the fifteenth and last time. Sally was breathing heavy and desperately trying NOT to make noise. Jenny looked at her ass and smiled. It was full of red welts where she hit her. She chuckled as she went to Sally’s kitchen and got a small bottle.

Jenny: “Come on, slut. Come over here and lay over the coffee table.”

Sally didn’t say anything but she was crying. Jenny pulled her over to the coffee table and shoved her down onto it. Sally fell down on her stomach with a thump and a groan. Her hands with still cuffed so she could stop her fall. Jenny poured some of the red liquid on her ass and began to rub it in. The cool liquid felt good at first but soon got hotter and hotter. If Sally’s ass was burning with fire, it wouldn’t be this hot.  It was hot sauce form her kitchen. Sally couldn’t take it no longer. She let out a scream that went on forever. Jenny just laughed harder. She remembered what it felt like when she got a good spanking. It hurt like hell. She could only imagine what this felt like. Sally had disobeyed her so Jenny poured and rubbed more of the hot sauce on her ass. Sally couldn’t take the pain and kept screaming. Jenny got tired of the noise so she went back downstairs to get something else. She took it over to Sally and shove the ball gag into her mouth. It was fairly easy. Her mouth was wide open as she was screaming. Jenny took the straps and tightened them around her head. Her screaming now turned into a continuous muffled groan.

Jenny: “Damn, your mouth is as big as your cunt. I was going to help but since you disobeyed me, your punishment will continue.”

Jenny kept pouring and rubbing and slapping the hot sauce onto Sally’s ass. Sally couldn’t take it any longer. She passed out. Jenny growled in frustration. It wasn’t any fun if she was out cold. She got a bucket of cold water and splash it in her face to wake her up. It worked. Sally woke up blowing water out of her nose trying to cough and began to scream but now it was a lower but still steady groaning. Finally Jenny went into the kitchen and washed her hands. She came back and watched TV for a while and let Sally lay there and groan for a good half hour.

Jenny: “Now you see what one of your punishments are. I hope that you can learn and listen from now on. There are many more that you will be sure to learn about. You are a slow learner. Now you will see one of my rewards.”

Jenny took some skin ointment and began to rub it on Sally’s ass. At first she jumped but soon let out a mewing groan and relaxed as Jenny gently spread the ointment into her ass. Sally had never felt something so wonderful as this ointment after the spanking that she had just gotten. She lay there with her eyes closed and enjoyed Jenny’s touch. Soon Jenny stopped and gave her a gentle playful slap on the ass. It wasn’t really that painful but it surprised Sally and she jumped a little but to her credit, she made no noise. Jenny took of the gag and cuff since Sally wasn’t screaming any more.

Jenny: “Get up, slut.”

Sally slowly got up onto her feet but just stood there quietly.

Jenny: “You can talk now, slut but I don’t want to hear any whining about your spanking. If you do, You will get another ten swats. Is that clear?”

Sally whimpered: “Yes, Miss Olsen.”

Jenny: “Good! Now sit down on this table.”

Sally let out a yelp and tensed up as she sat down. The ointment felt good but her ass was still sensitive and hurt terribly. Jenny got some more items from her small bag and told Sally to spread her legs wide. Jenny looked Sally’s cunt over for a few seconds.

Jenny: “This is so gross but until I figure out something else, I will have to suffer with it.”

Jenny proceeded to put five more little locks on the rest of the piercing rings down Sally’s cunt. It was quicker than the first lock and Jenny had them all locked together in fifteen seconds. She pulled gently and wiggled the locks around to check them. She chuckled and seem satisfied with them.

Jenny: “touch yourself, slut. Can you feel your fingers on that big sloppy cunt of yours?”

Sally rubbed and felt around for a few seconds and realized that Jenny had just successfully locked her cunt closed so she couldn’t feel anything.

Sally: “No, Miss Olsen. I can’t feel anything on my……well, you know.”

Jenny giggled like a little girl and said: “You now have a standing order that anytime that you refer to your sloppy wet cunt you will refer to it as, “my big sloppy cunt”. Is that clear?”

Sally: “Yes, Miss Olsen.”

Jenny: Say it, slut!”

Sally: “I can’t feel anything on my big sloppy cunt.”

Jenny: “This is so much fun! Here I have a slut who had been finger fucking herself three time a day and now she can’t even touch herself unless I permit it. I bet you will get real desperate very soon, slut.”

       Sally: “Miss Olsen, what about my period?”

Jenny: “You will let me know when it happens and I will let you wear underwear with a pad for one day. After that, I will keep track of the days so you don’t try and lie to me so you can wear underwear anytime that you want to. You already know some of my punishments and there are many more that you will learn very soon. I already have a toy that you ordered that I am dying to try out. According to everything that I read online it is VERY painful so I suggest you be REAL good.”

Sally: “Yes, Miss Olsen. I will be good. I promise.”

Jenny reached up and twisted the locks on Sally’s tits and said: “Stop saying that. I already know that you will not keep your promises!”

Sally let out a yelp of pain and said: “Yes, Miss Olsen.”

Jenny: Now after all this punishment demonstrations, I will give you the ultimate reward. There are very few that get the opportunity to do this.”

Jenny pulled her pants and underwear down and sat on the couch with her legs spread. Sally just stared at her for a few seconds. Jenny’s pubic hair was perfectly trimmed and a light blond color like her hair. Jenny chuckled as she watched Sally. It was the same reaction that the boys had when she had them like her.

Jenny: “Don’t just sit there with your mouth hanging open, slut. Get over here  and lick.”

Sally slowly went over to Jenny and got down on her knees. She was only two feet away from her pussy and was still staring. Jenny scowled at her and slapped her face.

Jenny: “Come on, slut! LICK! You had better do a good job or you will see another new punishment. LICK SLUT!”

Sally had NEVER touched another woman let alone lick them but she had no choice. She moved in and slowly began to lick Jenny’s pussy up and down. Jenny looked down at her and slapped her again.

Jenny yelled: “Come on, slut! I’m not going to say it again! LICK and stop fooling around!!!”

Sally began to lick her harder and with a little more determination. She knew what she liked so she tried to duplicate it for Jenny. It wasn’t too bad. Jenny actually tasted better than she did. Out of curiosity Sally had many times  tasted herself. It wasn’t bad but Jenny truly tasted different but much better. Jenny leaned back and spread her legs more. Her slut was pretty good. She was actually better than the boys that she let lick her. She would love to have Sally lick her every day but this was supposed to be a reward. She soon got lost in Sally’s tongue and began to moan. Sally was so good at this that it took only two minutes before Jenny grabbed Sally’s head and jammed it into her pussy. She arched her back and let out several moans of ecstasy as Sally tried to continue with her face jammed against Jenny’s pussy. Jenny shuddered and moaned several times before she finally pushed Sally away and kicked her to the floor with her foot. Sally didn’t know what to do so she just sat there watching Jenny watch her breath and calm down with her juices all over her face.

Jenny: “That was pretty good, slut. You are better than most of those gorillas at school. Now lick me clean.”

Sally crawled back and tried her best to clean Jenny off but since her face was already messy, she wasn’t able to clean her very well. Jenny told her to go get the shirt that she was wearing and wipe her clean with it. After Jenny was clean, she pulled her pants back on and sat back down in a different spot because of the wet spot that was there. Jenny walked over to the door, grabbed Sally’s clothes and walked out the door. Sally realized that Jenny needed a ride home and quickly ran out the door after her. The new locks on her cunt felt weird and the ones on her nipples bounced as she ran. They didn’t hurt. In fact they had the opposite effect. Sally was getting horny again but that was even worse. There was absolutely NOTHING that she could do about it. Her cunt was completely locked up and this fourteen year old girl had complete control of it. As she drove off, she realized that she forgot to look around and see if anyone was around but it wouldn’t have done any good anyway. Jenny would not wait long before she would punish her. Sally was scared. Jenny didn’t really care if she got caught or not and seemed to enjoy handing out punishments.  She kept squirming around in her seat. Her ass still hurt and sitting on the hard car seat made things worse.

Jenny giggled and said: “Trouble, slut? Be good from now on and you won’t get a sore ass. My mother used to spank me all the time. I didn’t appreciate it then but when I look at you, I understand why she did it. If it’s have as frustrating with me as it is for you, I will have to apologize to her. How does you new “bling” feel, Slut? It looks nice on you. I will have to get you some new shiny locks for those udders of yours. I will tell you what. Take me to the hardware store.”

Sally: ‘Yes, Miss Olsen.”

Sally was worried. She obviously couldn’t go in with Jenny and there would certainly be people there. Someone was bound to see her. She began to shake with worry as they pulled into the lot. Jenny made her drop her off at the front door and told her to wait there for her. Jenny grabbed some money from Sally’s purse and went into the store. Sally could only wait.

It was about five minutes later when a woman with two small children walked past her car. The kids were too short to see but the woman did. She stopped and stared for a minute and just scowled at Sally. She heard her say: “That’s disgusting as she walked away.” A minute later, two young guys walked out. They appeared to be in their late teens. Sally locked the door but that was all she could do. She couldn’t drive away or she would be punished. One of the guys looked in and saw her. He stopped and called his buddies over and they stared at her for a minute before they said anything.

Teen 1: “Damn! Look at those tits. Look! She has locks on them!”

Teen 2: “Hey, honey, why are your tits locked up?”

Teen 3: “Show us that pussy of yours baby.”

Sally pushed her legs together and covered her nipples with her arms as the guys stood there and stared.

Teen 1: “Awe, that’s not nice.”

Teen 2:  “Yea, let’s see some more. Spread those legs so we can see you pussy.”

Teen 3: “Some on, babe, give us a little show.”

Sally just turned red with embarrassment. All she could do is sit there and take it while waiting for Jenny. The three guys tried to open the door but Sally had locked the car so they just began to bang on the side of the car and yell obscenities at her. Finally Sally spoke up.

Sally: “Go away! Leave me alone.”

The three of them were getting mad because they could get at their prize and they kept banging on the car. What Sally didn’t know was that Jenny had saw the whole thing and went back into the store. She knew that she couldn’t drive the three guys away by herself so she ran back in and bought some pepper spray. She ran back pout as fast as she could and yelled at the three of them. They all turned around at the same time and got a face full of spray. Jenny’s aim was perfect. They all stepped back screaming and rubbing their faces. She push them away and jumped into the car and locked it.

Jenny: “Drive, Slut!”

Sally raced out of the parking lot and headed quickly for Jenny’s house.

Sally was almost crying and said: “Thank you, Miss Olsen.”

Jenny: “I leave you for ten minutes and you cause trouble! Now slide over here!”

Sally slid over next to Jenny as she was pulling something out of a bag. She held up two new locks that were obviously for her nipples. They were a shiny bright gold color. Jenny quickly took the old ones out and slid the new one in. There were two loud clicks and Sally now had two new locks hanging from her nipples. They were about the same size and weight as the other ones except these were extremely shiny and bright. It would be much harder to hide these new ones.

Jenny: “There you go. These are much nicer. They make you look more elegant. I like them. I’ll see you tomorrow, slut. I hope you get nice and horny tonight. It will make things more interesting tomorrow. If you’re good, I night let you cum. NOT! You are a poor excuse for a human being, slut. You are like and animal in a zoo. All you want to do is hump something. Well, I think that we have taken care of that problem. I put one more little surprise on your computer, slut. See you tomorrow.”

Sally quickly but carefully drove home. She always took a route that she knew was not busy. She glanced at her gas gage and was getting worried. She only had a quarter of a tank. She needed more gas and she needed food. She prayed that Jenny would let her get gas tomorrow when they went to the store for food.

Fortunately it was getting dark when she pulled into her driveway so it was a little easier to run into the house. She closed the door behind her and sat down to cry but when she sat, she yelped and jumped back up. Her ass was still red and sore. She got some lotion and rubbed it on her ass that made it feel a little better. She hoped that it would feel better tomorrow so she could at least sit down.  Sally ran to her computer and turned it on to see what Jenny did to it. As it booted up, a video played. It was a complete video of her giving Brian a blow job. Sally shook with fear. She had NO idea that Jenny took a video. She thought that she only had a few pictures. She was now completely under Jenny’s control. There would be NO way that anyone would believe her now. When the video was over, it booted up as a “guest”. The background wallpaper was a picture of her with Brian cum on her face just inches from his cock. Every three minutes it changed. There were three pictures in all. The second one was of her with cum dripping from her mouth and chin and running from her nose. The third was of her in the chair with her complete fist shoved up her cunt. It was like Jenny said. The background would change every three minutes and when she tried to change the settings, the computer would let her because she was logged in as a “guest” and only the administrator could change it. She tried to log in as the administrator but couldn’t. Jenny was the administrator now. She just stared at the picture and went numb. She sat down and got some work finished for school, then watched some TV until it was bedtime. She didn’t get much sleep. When she lay on her stomach, the locks would irritate her nipples but when she laid on her back, her ass hurt. She could only lie on her side but even that was not perfect. The locks between her legs would move around but when she would reach down to rub herself, she couldn’t. She just got hornier as the night went on.  Finally she decided to lie on her back. It was the lesser of three evils but she still didn’t get much sleep. Tomorrow was another day in hell but she had no choice. She couldn’t even quit. If she did, she would be running from the law for the rest of her life. How cruel can a fourteen year old teenager get?