7 comments/ 50868 views/ 19 favorites That's All She Said By: le9endary405 ***This is my first attempt at writing anything so please be gentle. I would love feedback, positive or negative. Please try to keep it constructive if possible. Enjoy the story.*** Have you ever felt your life is incomplete? Like there's something missing. Something small but important. A person maybe. Someone who makes you do things, things you can't imagine even in your wildest dreams. NO? Well me neither. This is my story. I am Eva. If I have to describe myself in a single word, I'll say that word is confident. I have never cared what people say, what they think about me. Because people try to see the worst in other people. I never understood why. Maybe it's because it makes them feel better about themselves. Or maybe it's because, argh I don't know. Well where was I? Yes, I was about to describe myself. I am petite. That's all I am going to say. Physically the celebrity I most resemble is Natalie Portman. It's something I am very proud of and quite frankly speaking who wouldn't. I am teacher .I teach English to high school students. It's something I always wanted to do, shaping young minds. I love my life. I have everything going for me, a good job, a good home, a faithful girlfriend. What? Oh did I forget to mention I was gay? Well you know now. Kirstin was one of the best thing to happen to me. She completes me. She is part of the reason I don't give a fuck what people think or talk about me. There is something about her that just makes me happy. A tight slap to my ass woke me from my deep slumber. I slowly opened my eyes to my beautiful girlfriend, staring, looking quite irritated but cute. "Wake up E, you're going to be late for school." Ten years since high school and still I have to hear this. I left my bed quite reluctantly, moving towards my beautiful girlfriend to kiss her on the lips. "Good Morning, to you too." I said sarcastically. "Ew! Morning breadth. Go. brush." she said wrinkling her nose. "That's your pussy, dear." I said as I made my way to the bathroom to complete the rest of my morning routine. I took a quick shower realizing I really was late for the first day of the new school session. I dressed in my favorite black skirt and white shirt, completing the professional look with a black coat. Skipping breakfast, I kissed my girlfriend goodbye and left for school. I rushed through the school front gate already ten minutes late for my first class. I made it to the elevator, pushed the button to the fifth floor. The elevator closed at unbelievably slowly. Just when it was about to close a hand appeared and interrupted the door from closing completely. Why is it that when you are late, the universe does everything in its power to make you even more late? "Sorry.." said someone in a very feminine voice. The door opened and who I say can only be described as the very model of femininity. She towered me at 5 9". She was dressed in a very professional looking pantsuit. "Ahem", I looked at her face and that is when I realized I had been staring at her breasts for I don't know how long. "Which floor?" I asked. Who can really blame me for looking at them? I mean they were perfect. Round and big, but just big enough. They seemed like 34C. "Fifth", she said. As the elevator made its way to the fifth floor, I asked, "So are you new?" "Yes, I am Carrie. I am the new supply manager." she said and smiled at me. "Good to meet you Carrie, I am Eva. I teach English." I said as the elevator door opened. She started to move towards the Administration Office, when I stopped her. "Hey, if you want to, I can show you the school after classes end." "Sure.", that's all she said as she left. I made my way to my classroom, pondering why I asked to show her the school. Was I just being polite? Or did I have an ulterior motive? Sometimes I don't understand why I do the things I do. I reached my classroom and started teaching. The day went by rather quickly. Did I tell you I love teaching? The final bell rang, the students left the classroom. I started to clean the board and organize my things when I heard a knock on the door. It was Carrie. "Hey.", she said. "Hey too you to. How did you know my room?" "I work in the Administration, remember? You said you would show me around the school." "Yes, I did. Let me clean up my table and then we'll go." I said. She waited as I cleaned up my table. I gave a brief tour of the school to Carrie, and soon realized how similar we both were. Her 'I don't care' attitude, love for her job and her life was evident from the way she talked about it. We talked and talked about everything from our jobs to our love life. It seemed I could talk to her about anything. I told her I was in a relationship, but neglected to mention that I was gay. Don't you just love lying by omission? And so this routine continued and we soon became the best of friends. We would often hangout during lunch and after school. We started doing everything together. I realized that she was very controlling. She decided what we did, how we did and when we did it. It sounds really bad, but her control freak nature is quite subtle. I started liking everything she did. There was nothing about her that I didn't like. Nothing. I started to develop an affection for her. It was a Saturday afternoon. Kirstin was out for a work trip. She wouldn't be back till Tuesday. I was exercising at my home gym, when in-between crunches I started thinking about my recent infatuation with Carrie. Was I really attracted to her? Was it just sexual or did I 'like' her personality. The latter really scared me. I really loved Kirstin, I didn't want to hurt her. But at the same time I could not deny there was something between me and Carrie. There was also the issue of her being straight. Now I have started to understand what the "it's complicated" relationship status is really for. My phones vibration pulled me from this chain of thought. It's Carrie. "Hey E. Are you free right now?" she said over the phone. "Yes I am." I said. "Good. I am at the East end mall right now. Meet me at the food court in an hour." She cut the call without waiting for my answer. She often did that. I kind of liked this about her. I ended my workout routine pre-maturely to take a shower. As I washed my hair, I saw my pubes had grown a little wild. I decided to shave. Carefully I removed all the hair from my pussy and near my asshole. I love the feeling of a bare pussy. Getting out of the shower I looked at the clock. I was late. I was never going to make it in time to the mall. I quickly put on a simple black top and jeans, skipping bra and panty, and left for the mall. As I drove towards the mall, I could feel the jeans rubbing against my lips, I was getting aroused. Involuntarily my hand moved towards my pussy. Fuck, I was getting really horny. I unbuttoned my jeans and slowly pushed a hand inside, and started slowly touching my pussy. That first touch was electric. I partially inserted one finger into my pussy. Motion of my hand became more and more frantic as I neared orgasm. I was close but just couldn't tip over. I needed a push. I started imaging my girlfriend. Her soft lips, perky nipples, her sweet succulent pussy lips. Fuck, she is so sexy. I got closer but still couldn't cum. Carrie, as I imagined her looking at me with those smoldering eyes, talking dirty, telling me what a naughty girl I am masturbating in my car, I came. It was sudden, but forceful. Wow. That was unexpected. I felt so dirty as I pulled up in the mall parking. I timidly exited by car, the material of jeans still rubbing my pussy. I looked at my reflection in the car window. My nipples were poking out of my top and my jeans was still open. I buttoned my jeans and reapplied my makeup. As I made my way to the food court, I started thinking about what just happened. Did I really cum, thinking about my best friend and not my girlfriend? I reached the food court 15 minutes late, and saw Carrie looking, well her usual hot self. She waved towards me. "Took you long enough." she said. "I am in a crisis. I have a date tonight and I still don't have anything nice to wear. Help me." The idea of her going on a date with a man, made me feel jealous like I had dibs on her or something. Be a friend E, help her out. "I know just the place to go." I said. We went into the first shop. It was a large place, with wide range of clothing from slutty to professional. She chose four dresses, each increasingly provocative. And here I thought she needed my help. But the idea of her in these dresses was very arousing. "Try them on." she said handing the dresses to me. "Why? You are going to be the one to wear them, you should try them on." "I want to see if the dress looks hot enough. I want to see them on you before trying them on myself." she said as if this was the most obvious thing to do while shopping clothes for YOURSELF. Make someone else model them. I didn't want to upset her. So I agreed. As I took the first dress into the changing room I looked at it carefully. It was a little black dress. It seemed a little too little for me. I removed my top and jeans. Standing there naked I admired myself in the mirror. Not too bad, I thought. I put on the dress. It was a perfect fit though a little short. It barely covered my ass. I am far from shy, but this dress combined with my lack of panties, made me blush. I timidly walked out of the changing room. Carrie stood there staring at me, with no change in expression. "Well. Say something." "It's good. But I don't know if it's hot enough. Try the other one." She said handing me a sky blue dress, with bottom half made completely of frills. Not hot enough she said. Huh. I removed the black dress and stared at my reflection again. She knows nothing. I am hot. I put on the second dress. It looked stupid. I looked like a life sized Barbie doll. I hate Barbie dolls. But still there was no denying I looked hot. I walked out of the room slightly more confident. "Hm. That's more like it. But it still not what I am looking for." She handed me the third dress pointing towards the room. I removed the frilly crap that this dress was and tried on the third one. It didn't fit. "Hey Carr, this one is too tight. Could you get me a bigger one?" I said. "Ok. Hand me the dress, I'll look for the bigger size." I handed her the dress. As I stood there naked, I resumed my previous thoughts. Why did I cum imaging Carrie and couldn't, imagining Kirstin. What was wrong with me, she's my girlfriend. There was something about the way she took me for granted, or the way she simply told me what to do that was so new and so arousing to me. Just then Carrie walked into the changing room. "Whoa. Why are you naked?" "I was trying on the dressed you asked me to." "You can do that with your panties on, you slut." She said slightly grinning. I found myself blushing having to admit it to her that I was in fact not wearing any. "I didn't wear any today." I said. Why wasn't she leaving? "Wow. Eva. You look so hot. "She walked closer to me. Now only a few inches from me. "Try this on." It felt like a command. I complied immediately. "This is what I'll be wearing tonight." She said. As she once again took the dress from me and walked out. I was stunned. What just happened? Did Carrie kind of sort of, make a move on me? Was that an indication that she was interested? Several questions flooded my head. That's when I realized I was still naked. I quickly dressed and exited the shop. The drive home was very quiet. Was that really a move? Should I reciprocate? Should I tell her about my feelings? I woke up the next morning still unsure. Should I tell her I am gay? More importantly should I tell her I have feelings for her, dirty naughty feeling. I picked up my phone to call Carrie. I should tell her. What's the worst that could happen? She avoids me, never talks to me. At least I'll be free from the constant looming presence that was our sexual tension. I invited her to my house. Well that was another something I had never done before. I started cleaning around the house and when it was ten minutes before she arrived I finally went to take a very quick shower. I was still wrapping my body in towel when the bell rang. Shit. She's here. I opened the door welcoming her for the first time into my home. "Hey. Sorry Carr. I just came out of the shower. Have a seat while a put something on." I said. "Ya, sure. " "How was your date last night?" I asked as I dried my hair. "He was Ok. A little dull. Overall yesterday's wardrobe search was of no use." I put on a black top and short shorts, skipped underwear and bra again, I just love the feeling that their absence causes. "You have a nice home, E. Very neat." She said. "I am glad you noticed." There was a short silence. I walked out of my bedroom to talk to her. To finally tell her how I really feel. "There's something we need to talk Carr. I really care about you as a friend and I love how you have become an inseparable part of my life. I don't want to keep anything from you anymore. So I am going to tell you. I am Gay" I said in one single breath. Whoa! That's such a relief. "I know." That's all she said. I was stunned. How does she know? Of course, people at school. They are such chatterboxes. I am sure the first thing they told Carrie about me was that I was gay. Pricks. "Who told you?" I asked. "No One. It's just the way you look at other woman, the way you look at me. It's pretty obvious Eva." She said. "And it doesn't bother you?" I asked. "No. Why would it?" she said calmly. I was stunned again. Her indifference to my sexual preference was so refreshing. It just made me love her more. LOVE!! Do I love her? "There's something more. I have been kind of enamored with you. I really like you. I want to be with you." I said again in one breath. She stood there quietly, still no change in expression. "I am straight, Eva." That's all she said. This was a mistake. I should never have told her. Now I'll also lose her as a friend. I have to do something. I can't let it end like that. "Please, Carr. Don't do this. I really like you a lot." I sounded my most pathetic self. But I just can't lose her. "What do you want me to say Eva? I'm straight, that's not going to change. I have been with other women and I know for sure I am not gay. We can't be together. And after what just happened I don't think we can be friends either." "Please Carrie, I want you in my life. You complete me. "I said. "I get it Eva, but after what just happened I can't see things going back to the way they were." She said. I am going to lose her. What am I going to do? I can't just let this happen. Say something dammit. "I love you, Carr" Her expression changed. For the first time tonight her expressions change. There was shock, surprise, guilt and lust? Did she love me too but was just too afraid to admit it? "You.. You really love me?" she said. "I really care for you E, but I am not gay. I can't be with you." She said regaining her composure. Why was she suppressing her feelings? It is pretty obvious that she wants me too. Then why is she acting like this? I stayed silent for the longest time. I didn't know what to say. Should I just give up? Or should I fight for her? I have to fight. There is anything I can do to just have her in my life. ANYTHING. "I'll do anything you want me to, Carr to prove that I really love you and deserve you." I said. "There is one kind of relation that we can have." She said very seriously. "Anything." "There is one way I could be in your life and also have you sexually satisfied. You can submit to me. I can be your mistress. That way we can have a sexual relation, without me being directly involved. " She said. What!? Was she serious? Me a submitting to her. That's just coming out of nowhere. Was she actually interested in such lifestyle? Or was she doing this just to make me happy? Does it matter, as long as I get to be around her I am game. As weird as it sounds I actually kind of understood what she meant. There is no way she will ever admit her feelings towards me. And I cannot accept to lose her as my friend. This way we can have a sexually satisfying relation while I continue to pursuit her. She does have feelings for me. I am sure of it. I know I have to do this if I want to have any chance to change her mind. "How would it work?" I asked timidly. "You do everything I say. I control everything in your life and in turn I make you feel things you never thought were possible. You will never question me, doubt me or defy me. As long as that happens we will continue this relation. If at any point you defy me, you'll lose me forever. Those are my terms. If you don't accept them I will leave and never come back." Wow. That was a lot to take in. It seemed like she had given this a fair amount of thought. Did she anticipate such a moment? Could I really do this? What about Kirstin? What does 'everything in you life' mean? This was a bit too much. I can't do this. I can't be unfaithful to my girlfriend. "I don't know, Carr." She turned and started moving towards the door. She is really leaving and will never talk to me again. In panic I rushed towards her. She exited the house and was moving to her car. "Wait!! I accept Carrie, I will submit to you. I will do everything you say, just don't leave me." I said. "Mistress. That's what you will call me from now on whenever we are alone." "Yes, Mistress." "Now strip." She said. She wants me to strip here, in the lawn where anybody could see me. "What?! Now? Here?" As soon as the words left my mouth she resumed moving towards her car. I can't lose her. I can't let her go. "Wait!!" I started unbuttoning my shorts. Suddenly I started regretting not wearing underwear and bra. I could feel myself shivering from fear. Anyone of my neighbors could come out and see me in my current state of undress. I pulled my top over my head and dropped it on the floor. I stood stark naked right there in my driveway in broad sunlight. Mistress just stared at my body for the longest time not bothering to move this into the house. I think she was enjoying my exposure a lot. Me? I was scared. If someone came out I can't think of a remotely believable reason for me to be naked in my driveway. "I see you skipped your underwear and bra again. Making yourself a little too accessible, don't you think, Slut?" She said as she moved towards the front door. I walked with her. "From now on you will never wear underwear again. I want my slut accessible. And you will continue to completely shave your pussy. Where do you keep your underwear?" she asked. She seemed to be really enjoying this a lot. I always knew she was controlling but this was something I couldn't imagine in my wildest dreams. I led her to my wardrobe naked. I saw as she slowly removed all my underwear and bra and put them in a pile. "Just in case you are ever tempted." She said. Then she opened my closet and started going through all my clothes. She removed all my jeans and long skirts first. All that was left was short skirts. Next she removed a bunch of tops from my wardrobe. She piled all the clothes that she had rejected. I looked into my wardrobe. All that was now left was really provocative clothing. Something I would wear when I am out to get laid. Not something I would wear to school. At least I still had my coats. "You are to only choose what to wear from the ones in your wardrobe. The rest I am going to take with me. I'll donate them. Or burn them." She said. This was all moving a bit too fast. These were too provocative to wear at school. "I can't wear these to school. I am a teacher, I have to dress accordingly." I said. *slap* That's All She Said Ch. 02 (Thanks for all the feedback on my first story. Some of them were nice, some were mean but all were constructive. Thank you for that. I am always looking for suggestions so feel free to send them to me. Enjoy this chapter.) (I am looking for an editor for the next chapter, so if you're interested please contact me.) * The sound of alarm woke me. It's five am, what the fuck, why am I waking up this early. Carrie. Yes, she's the reason. Should I have called her my mistress? Nah, it's my head, I'll think whatever I want to. Or is it? I mean she did say I belong to her. I do what she says. I don't have to think about anything other than being her slut. That sounded simple enough. But why was I doing this? Didn't I love my life? Didn't I love my confidence? Didn't I love Kirstin? Kirstin, what will she think about all this? I can't tell her. I love her. But what I feel for Carrie is also love. Or at least I think it is. Well, it's complicated. It's ten past five. Shit!! I am going to be late. I get out of bed and into my bathroom. That's when I realized, I was still naked. Why was I naked? Mistress was not here. How would she know? Who's there to tell her? Why did I obey her instructions when she was not even here? These questions were bothering me a lot. No time to think. I have to hurry, get to school in time. I showered quickly. Shaved my pussy as instructed. As I opened my wardrobe to find something appropriate to wear to school I remembered. I no longer had any sensible clothes. Mistress took them all. I chose a Black skirt and white top. The top was mostly good. But there was one problem with it. I'm sure you would have guessed by now. The top became transparent when wet. With the absence of a bra, this was even more of a concern. I was fucked. The skirt was modest. Average length, at least 4 inches below my pussy. I think mistress missed this one. I wore my coat over the top and was about to walk out with my car keys when I got this weird feeling like I was forgetting something. What am I forgetting??? Fuck it. I can't remember. I walked out towards my car. Driving to school wearing a skirt and no panties was very distracting. I could constantly feel air on my pussy. It was very arousing. I'm pretty sure I'm wet, maybe dripping even. Can't get distracted. Got to get to school. I arrived five minutes late. Mistress is going to be pissed. Walking briskly towards the elevator I felt the stares. They can tell. They can tell what a dirty little slut I am, not wearing any bra and underwear. I enter the elevator and press the button to the fifth floor. As the door to the elevator is about to close, a hand interrupts it. Fuck. Seriously? The door opens slowly and the face of Mr. Red appears in front of me. I freeze. Mr. Red is the school principal A.K.A my boss. "Good morning, Eva." He said staring at my chest. I hate this guy. I know hate is a strong word to use but I really do hate him. He is a perv. He is always hitting on the female staff, talking inappropriately and staring. Oh god, his staring, staring at breasts, staring at asses, staring at each and every curve. I get the appeal the female form has but don't be this obvious. "Good morning, sir" I said. Hoping my time in the elevator with this perv ends soon. Standing in the elevator I could feel his eyes traveling all over my body. My breasts, my midriff, my ass all of them were under his observation. Could he tell? Could I tell my lack of panties? The absence of any visible panty lines should be an easy giveaway. The small time it took to the fifth floor felt like an hour. As the elevator door opened I walked out of the elevator quietly, wishing him a good day. I cannot tell him to go fuck himself, now can I? Walking towards Mistress' room I could feel the familiar tingle in my pussy. My head was running wild. What will happen in her room? What does being her sub mean for me in my workplace? Surely she can't expect me to dress anymore provocatively than I am already. She won't make me do anything that will put my job in danger. She cares for me. She loves me. Classes were about to start any second. I should be in my room. Feeling a range of emotions from fear to anticipation and arousal I knocked on the door. "Come in." that's all she said. I walked in timidly and immediately recognized disappointment on her face. I was late. I failed her. "We don't have much time before classes start. You are already late. You will be punished slut." I cringed at being called a slut at school. Anyone could hear her. "And you will be. Meet me in the staff washroom in the administration wing during the break." She said. I have disappointed her. I will do anything to make up for it. "As for now, strip." She said. I wanted to please her. I did as I was told. I removed my coat and slowly started to unbutton my shirt. Naked from the waist above, I looked at my mistress' face to see her reaction. I saw more disappointment. What did I do now? I pushed my skirt down and stood in her office stark naked. Anybody could walk in through the door at any moment and see me in this state. I was scared. If caught this could jeopardize my career. More than that the humiliation would be unbearable. But the risk was worth it. I cannot loose Carrie. "I see you did not completely follow my instructions, slut." What was she talking about? I shaved, didn't wear any panties, put rubber bands over my nipples. Oh, fuck!! I completely forgot about the rubber bands. She walked towards me with bands in her hand. Pinching my already hard nipples she put them over my right nipple and did the same with the left one. I could feel a slight ache over them. They were hurting but would keep my nipples hard. "Did you rub yourself to near orgasm twice this morning?" she asked coldly. What was I doing? How could I forget? I stayed silent, slightly lowering my head in shame. I had disappointed her again. "You need to be taught a lesson, slut. You will not defy me. You will follow every command I give like your life depends on it. "She said as she walked up to me and slapped me. I felt like crying. Walking back to her table, she opened her purse and pulled out two silver balls from it. They were attached together by a nylon string. "Put this in your pussy, slut." That's all she said. She handed me the balls. They were cold and heavy. I touched my pussy to lubricate it but found it to be very wet already. Why was I enjoying this so much? I should be terrified, embarrassed and humiliated. But I didn't feel any of it. All I felt was my eagerness to please her. I wanted to make up for my mistakes and make her proud. Finally, I inserted the balls into my pussy but without my panties they would slip out. "You are to keep the Ben Wa balls inside your pussy till I remove them myself or tell you to do it. Do not let them slip out, slut. Now get dressed and leave. There is a class waiting for you." This will be difficult. I was so wet that I was pretty sure that the balls would slip out as soon as I start walking. Clenching my pussy muscles I picked up my shirt and buttoned it. Pulling up my skirt and putting on my coat, I started to leave. "And, remember you are not to cum without my permission." Walking out of her room I looked at my watch. It was 8:15 AM. I am fifteen minutes late to my class. I started walking quickly towards my room. I could feel the balls moving inside me, arousing me further. I don't know if I can spend the next three hours without cumming with this much stimulation. Clenching my pussy was also very tiring. I reached outside my class and stopped to catch my breath and waited for the arousal to slowly subside. I am a teacher. I enjoy teaching, I can do this. I opened the class door and walked in. After settling the class, I walked over to my supply closet to retrieve my marker. There was just one. I swear I had a full box on Friday. Concentrate on teaching, Eva. I walked over to the board and started teaching. The first two classes went relatively normal. I could still feel the balls inside me moving as I moved. It was difficult to concentrate. But it was nothing I couldn't handle. The constant fear of the balls slipping out was, what was actually troubling me. Somehow I taught the first two classes in a somewhat professional manner. When the third class started is when monotony of normal classes ended. It all started when marker ran out of ink. I'll have to get new ones from the supply manager, my mistress. I was in dilemma. Should I go myself to get a new box of markers or should I send someone else? Wanting to maintain the uneventfulness of the previous two classes I decided to send a student to get them. He returned and handed me the box. It seems like I made the right decision. As I opened the box to get a new marker, I was shocked with what I saw. There was another pair of ben wa ball inside it with a note. What was she thinking sending this 'stuff' to my classroom? What if the student had opened the box? I picked up the note and read it. "Slut, I hope you haven't let the ben wa balls slip out. That would be so embarrassing for you. Wouldn't it? I suppose you have already gotten used to them inside of you. So to make things a little more interesting I decided you should have another pair inside. Insert them in your cunt in the classroom itself. I am sure you are smart enough to find out a way. Don't disappoint me again slut. Mistress" I can't do that. I am having difficulty as is, in my current situation. I can't have two more balls inside me. That would make teaching impossible. But I can't disappoint her again. Not after this morning. I can't believe I am actually considering doing this. But how would I insert them here in the classroom? I have an idea. "Do a silent reading of chapter six, ask me anything you don't understand." I told the class as I sat in my chair. The chair and the desk in front would provide me with enough cover from waist below. I can insert the balls while sitting if I am subtle enough. Sitting, I slowly hiked my skirt. Spreading my legs, I extended a finger to touch my pussy. Fuck, that felt so good. I was so involved in teaching that I didn't realize really how arousing all this was. Closing my eyes I inserted a finger into my wet cunt. I moved my finger in and out of my snatch as my arousal reached new heights. I could feel the balls inside of me. This was all too much. I am about to cum. What?!! I can't cum, I am in my class room. I open my eyes abruptly, and look around frantically hoping no one was watching me. No one did. Everyone was involved with reading or talking amongst themselves. I got really carried away. This can't happen again. Grabbing the box I put it out of everyone's view. I removed the ben wa balls from it and moved it towards my crotch. The first contact nearly made me cum. As I pushed the balls inside I felt the cold metal against my pussy. The first ball went in and then the second. I felt so full. I can't keep them in. They will fall out if I stand up. I looked at my watch. There were fifteen minutes left before the class ended. Hoping no one asks me anything I started waiting for the class to end. Each minute felt like an hour. I could feel the balls about to slip out. Quickly I moved my hand towards my pussy cupping it. Just in time. Whew. That was close. Just then, the bell rang and students moved out. I was glad I was finally alone. I have to meet mistress in the staff washroom. I slowly stood up. That's when I noticed that my skirt was still hiked up. Oh my god, did anyone else see it while leaving the classroom? Pushing the skirt down, I moved towards the door. Taking small steps, can't risk them slipping out. I was about to reach the door when it was pushed open. It was Carr.. no, mistress. I relaxed as I saw her. She had that effect on me. I feel something for her, I just don't know what. In my relaxed state, I felt the balls slip out. They fell on the ground with a loud sound. This was so humiliating. Immediately I clenched my pussy again to avoid the rest of the balls from slipping out but It was too late. "You can't keep them in, can you?" she said. "You are a loose slut." I was totally humiliated. I felt like a dirty loose slut, just like mistress said. "Pick them up and close the door." That's all she said. The tingling sensation in my crotch returned. I was filled with fear and anticipation. Despite being humiliated so recently, I couldn't wait to know what she had planned for me next. She was right, despite no sexual contact with her I was aroused beyond belief and was sure of a release soon. I did as I was told. Picked up the balls and bolted the door to the classroom. "Strip and then crawl to me." I quickly removed all my clothes and started moving towards her on all fours. I saw her removing her heels. She's going to make me lick her to another orgasm. I can't wait to get a taste of that sweet pussy again. I was wrong, she had other plans for me. Extending her feet she said, "Worship my feet, slut. That's all you deserve of me after this morning." What?! What does she mean by 'worship my feet'? Did she expect me to kiss them, lick them? I wasn't repulsed by her feet, I actually found them visually pleasing, but I had never done this before. Before this morning I had not done a lot of thing. This was turning out to be a day for lots of first. As I moved my hands towards her feet she pulled back. "No, with your mouth." That's all she said. Moving my head towards her feet, still naked on all fours, I kissed her right foot, licked it and then kissed it again. I should be humiliated by all this. But I was feeling special. I was worshipping my mistress. I licked her feet, from heel to her toes. Then repeated the same with her left feet. After, what must have been five minutes, she finally told me to stop. "That's enough slut. You really would do anything for me wouldn't you? "She said. "Yes mistress" I replied. I really would do anything. "Stand up and bend over your desk slut." She said. I complied. In my new position I was completely vulnerable. I could feel her gaze on my pussy. I felt a finger on my slit. She was finally going to get me off. Touching my pussy, she started moving her fingers in and out of me. Simultaneously she stimulated my clit, which aroused me further. I could feel my wetness dripping down the side of my thighs. I was very close. Just as I was at the peak of my arousal about to tip over any second, she removed her hand abruptly. "What?! Please mistress please let me cum. "I said pathetically. "One." That's all she said. As my arousal subsided she resumed her efforts after a few minutes. She started rubbing my pussy more frantically this time. Stimulating my clit she extended another finger and touched my asshole. My arousal skyrocketed, I was about to cum when she once again stopped abruptly and removed her hands. "Two" she said. "That is what you forgot this morning. As a punishment from now on you are to do this, five times before coming to school." FIVE TIMES!! I can't possibly do that. She cleaned her hand by smudging the wetness on my back. Just then the bell rang. Break was over. Another five minutes before the final bell rang, and the students will return and see me in this state. I looked over to my mistress, she didn't seem concerned by the bell at all. She opened my drawer and pulled out the box of markers. Pulling out a marker she uncapped it, walked over to me and then wrote something with it on my ass. Putting the cap back on, she turned and walked to the door. "Get dressed slut. I will see you after school in this very room." She said before finally opening the door and leaving. She left the door opened. I ran towards it and closed it once again. Dressing quickly, I pulled out my pocket mirror, redid my makeup and straightened my hair before opening the door once again. The students started entering as I moved back towards my table. That is when I noticed that I had left my ben wa balls on my table. I quickly put them in my drawer and sat down on my chair to regain my composure. Rest of the school day went very uneventfully. I was still aroused from the two near orgasm and was also wondering what mistress wrote on my ass. But I managed to keep myself busy. As the final bell rang and the students started moving out, my phone buzzed. It was a message from mistress. "Meet me where I told you to this morning." that's all it said. The staff toilet in the administration building. I cleaned up my table quickly and exited the classroom. With anticipation, I reached the administration building and entered the staff toilet. No one was there. There were three stalls, and all were unoccupied. I waited for ten minutes before my phone buzzed again. "Strip, put your clothes on the shelf outside the stalls and enter the farthest stall from the door. Keep the stall door unlocked. I'll be there soon." It read. I was scared. This toilet was used constantly by other staff members. Anyone could enter at any moment. But I didn't want to disappoint her. I quickly stripped, and put the clothes on the shelf. Entering the stall I closed the door but kept it unlocked. I stood there scared. Each and every sound frightened me. It was five minutes before I heard the door opened. It could be anyone. I heard the footsteps moving towards my stall. They stopped. Then the stall door opened. It was mistress. Thank god. "I am happy to see you followed my instructions slut." She said. I felt pride. "Come out." As I stepped out of the stall I saw her bolt the door to the toilet. I felt relief. She had a bag in her hand. "Kneel." I complied. "You still need to be properly punished for this morning slut." She said pulling out a paddle from her bag. I knew what was coming. She was going to spank me. I have been spanked before. Kirstin does it playfully sometimes. My nipples were aching from the rubber bands over them. Removing the rubber bands she said, "Straighten your back, Eva." I loved the sound of my name from her mouth. As I did that, I saw the paddle swing. She smacked my nipples with the paddle. Ouch!! It stung a lot but I didn't say a word. I want to make her proud. I want her to love me. I'll do anything do achieve that. She smacked my other nipple. She continued to smack them, with each one being more painful than the previous. After about ten smacks she finally eased up. I had tears in my eyes. I have never felt this much pain, but it just feels worth it. It will bring me closer to Carrie. Wiping away tears from my eyes she leaned towards me and kissed me. "You did good, slut. But remember, never defy me again." She said. I felt close to her, I felt warm, loved. It was amazing. "Get up." she said pointing towards the shelf. I understood. I climbed the shelf and sat on it. With her hands on my knees, she spread my legs. Moving her mouth closer to my slit she said, "You have a nice pussy, slut. Really nice but loose." I burnt red with shame as I remembered the humiliation during the break. Still close to my pussy, she said "You would like me to lick your pussy, wouldn't you?" I nodded. She slapped me right at my clit. "You are my slut, I am your mistress. Remember that. Your job is to please me. Not the other way around. Do you understand?" She said. "Yes mistress." I said mewling. "There is another matter we need to discuss slut. When is your 'girlfriend' coming back?" she said. I cringed as she mentioned Kirstin. "Tomorrow morning, mistress." I said. What am I going to tell Kirstin? "That can be a problem slut. You will not tell about any of this to your girlfriend." She commanded. "I will not visit you at home. You can continue your 'relationship' with your 'girlfriend', and I will not interfere with it. But whenever she's not around, you are my sub. Do you understand?" I nodded slightly relieved. This could work. But I would have to lie to Kirstin. I hate doing that. That's All She Said Ch. 02 "Good. I don't want her suspecting anything, so act normal. As for today, go home, wash yourself and rest, you did good slut." she said. "But remember, you are to stay naked whenever you are home, even in front of Kirstin. I'm sure you can come up with a good excuse to explain your nudity to her. Bye slut, see you tomorrow." She finally left the toilet and closed the door behind her. I quickly grabbed my clothes and entered the stall. Getting dressed I began to think about all that happened today. It surprised me how much I did for her on our very first day. But I did get her to kiss me. That's progress. She will fall for me too. Completely dressed, I moved out of the stall and washed my face in the wash basin. Drying myself up I redid my makeup a little and left the toilet. As I exited the toilet, I bumped into Mr. Red. "You look like you just had hot-sweaty sex, Eva." he said. What?! How did he know? "I am not feeling too well, that's all." I said. He seemed to buy it. I moved past him and towards the parking. I left school and drove directly to my home. I reached there in thirty minutes. As I parked my car, my phone started buzzing. It was Kirstin. "Hey Sweetie, how are you?" I said. "Hey, I am good now that I have heard your voice. I miss you Eva." She said. She always make me feel so loved. It's such a stark contrast to how mistress treats me. "I miss you, too. How was the meeting?" I said. Entering the house. "It was amazing. I got the contract. We are celebrating when I get back, E. How was your day?" She said. I slowly started removing jacket and the unbuttoning my shirt. "It was.. Uneventful. Nothing special. But I was very aroused the entire day thinking about you." I said as I pushed my skirt down and stepped out of it. I was stark naked as I entered my bedroom. "Oh, really? What about me were you thinking you dirty slut?" she asked as I laid on my bed. I ran a finger down there. I was so wet. "I imagined you made me your slave. Made me lick you to orgasm several times before you teased me but denied me any release." I said as I was now actively fingering myself. "You spanked me, humiliated me and called me dirty names." I said as I touched my clit. I was very close to an orgasm. I stopped talking as I rubbed myself frantically, moaning loudly into the phone. Just as I was about to cum, I pinched my nipples. That's what pulled me out of it. I remembered from the pain, I was not to cum. "Wow, E. I am gone for two days and there you are imagining all these dirty thoughts about me. I feel violated." She said chuckling. "Did you cum?" she asked. "No, I'm saving myself till you return." I said. "Can't wait to get back to you, dear. Bye." She said as she hung up the phone. I can't believe I just did that. How was I able to lie so convincingly to Kirstin? I had never done that before. Talking to her, hearing her voice, did bring me back to reality though. I can't hurt Kirstin. I love her. I do feel the same way about Mistress but I am in a relationship with Kirstin, I have to be loyal to her. What I am doing to her is selfish. This has to end. Today was amazing and very arousing. But it also endangered my job several times. I can't lose my job, especially not by getting caught doing what I was doing today. I have to end this with Carrie. If I lose her then it's for the best. I already have a woman I love and a job I worked hard for. I can't risk it all for Carrie, who doesn't even love me back. Determined, I got up from my bed and entered the bathroom to take a quick shower to wash away all the sweat and juices that covered me. After shower, I made myself a sandwich and looked over at the clock. It was five pm. Having thought over my decision to end my relationship with Carrie, I decided to call her. It rang but she didn't pick up. I called her again and again and again but she never responded. Dejected I gave up. I will just have to tell her tomorrow. Still naked I decided to watch television to pass my time. The end to such an interesting day was very ordinary. I fell asleep naked on my couch watching television. I guess I didn't realize how tiring the entire day of constant teasing really was. To be continued..(hopefully) That's All She Said Ch. 05 Sorry this chapter took so long, hopefully it would be worth the wait. Thank you all for your votes, comments and support. This is it, the end. This story contains elements of BDSM, blackmail, public humiliation and degradation. If that is not what you like please don't read any further. As always vote and leave comments. Feedback is always appreciated. Enjoy. ***** "You love me?!" I said half shocked, half confused. "Why?" I said. She can't possibly love someone like me, someone who cheats on her girlfriend, someone who gets off on being sexually humiliated and degraded by other women. Someone as perverted as me can't possibly be loved by someone like her. I mean calling Jo gorgeous would be an understatement. She is the kind of woman most people fantasize about while masturbating. Her model looks, big breasts and tight ass make her the perfect woman. Her attitude sucks, but her body more than makes for it. Why would she love ME? "What do you mean, why?" she said slightly irritated as if what I had just said was the dumbest response possible. "I just do, I always have. At least for as long as I can remember. I still remember the first time I saw you. You were talking to one of your students dressed in that cute white sundress you have, god you looked so adorable in that. You had those short messy curls that made your face look so sweet and innocent. I fell in love with you the first time I saw you smile. You are amazing Eva, and you deserve so much better that what is happening to you." She said staring right into my eyes. "No, I don't buy it. You don't love me, it's just another one of Carries tricks to humiliate me." I said not believing her for a second. "You can't expect me to believe that someone as wonderful as you could love some like me? I am not that stupid." "What!? No...no...no...no..." she said, there was a look of hurt in her eyes. It almost made my heart melt, almost. But I was not going to be fooled by her or Carrie ever again. "Why would you think something like that? I really love you Eva, deeply and profoundly. Why is it so difficult for you to accept that I love you?" "It's because you are way out of my league Jo. The last time that happened, I ended up in this situation. I can't - I won't believe you no matter what." I said as I started to sob silently. "I don't know what happened between you and Carrie, but I do know that I love you. And why do you think that I am out of your league? Look at yourself in the mirror Eva, you are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen." Her words made me blush, suddenly conscious about the way I was dressed I started pulling my top to cover more of my exposed midriff, but it was of no use. The more I pulled it down the more cleavage I exposed. I gave up, "You want to prove that you love me, then kiss me." I was pretty confident that I had caught her bluff. She was never going to kiss me. She stared at me for the longest time, before she leaned towards me grabbing my head firmly and pulled me in for one of the most passionate kisses I have ever had. It started timidly like most first kisses but soon I felt her mouth part slightly as her tongue darted into my mouth. I kissed her back with all the anger, frustration and arousal I could muster. Soon the kiss transformed into a full blown make out session. I felt her hand move from the back of my head to my neck, and then down towards my breast caressing me along the way. She started fondling my breasts through my shirt as I moved my own hands under her skirt. As my hand made first contact with her pussy, she moaned loudly into my mouth. She was dripping wet, as I fondled her pussy with my hands. She broke the kiss momentarily as she looked right into my eyes, with a fire I had never seen before. She grabbed me by my waist, picked me up and moved me on to her lap with relative ease. She resumed kissing me, as she grabbed the hem of my top and pulled it over exposing my breasts. This had gone too far, I pushed my hands between us and stopped our make out session before it went any further. Both of us were breathing heavily, as I put my top back on to cover my breasts. I returned back to the passenger seat before Jo finally broke the silence. "Wow." She said as she started giggling. "That felt a hundred times better than I had ever dreamt." "Yeah! Wow. That was very...um" I said but I was out of words. I didn't know how to describe it. There was this passion and sexual tension between us that just intensified everything. "So hot?" Jo completed my thought. "Yes." I said. "So you really do love me." She nodded, too out of breath to say anything. "Were you ever going to tell me if all this had not happened?" "I don't know. Probably not. I always thought that it would put me in a very vulnerable position to tell you. I was scared you would turn me down. But seeing you like this, it just... I just had to tell you." She said. I smiled at her and we sat in silence as both of us regained our composure. "So, what does this mean for us?" Jo asked hopefully. I didn't know what to say. What was I doing, my love life was complicated as it is with Kirstin and Carrie, and I couldn't afford to be involved with a third woman. Before I could say anything, we were interrupted by the echoing sound of horn. It was Carrie. I glanced at Jo one last time smiling, before I left her car. As I started walking towards Carries car, I heard Jo coming out of her own and she started walking beside me. For the first time since this nightmare began I felt confident, I was no longer alone. Carrie got out of car, and held her hand up indicating me to stop. "Show them to me, slut." I winced as I heard the word slut echo through the parking lot. I grabbed my top and pulled it over in one quick motion hoping to get my humiliation over as soon as possible. Jo took my top and put it in a handbag. My boobs were completely exposed to anyone who was present in the parking lot. Luckily for me there was no one to witness my humiliation, but standing in the school parking lot with my top half exposed was still scary. I was shivering, as Carrie walked towards me. She grabbed both the nipple rings and pulled them lightly. It didn't hurt as bad as I thought it would but was still enough to make me yelp. "They make you look so slutty, E. "Carrie said fascinated with them. Still flicking the rings alternatively she turned her attention to Jo. "I hope you had fun with her." "I did, she is every bit the eager little whore you said she was. Today was amazing, you got to lend her to me again soon." I was shocked, what was Jo saying. I thought she loved me and was going to defend me but instead she is actively taking part in humiliating me with Carrie. I looked at her, shooting daggers with my eyes. With a sudden surge of anger I blurted out, "Fuck You Jo." I could never in a million years guessed her response. *slap* She slapped me hard in the face shocking both me as well as Carrie. "Don't you talking to me like that you little slut. You are nothing but a worthless piece of ass to me, that I enjoy humiliating for my pleasure." Her response made me cry, as I stood there not understanding what was going on. One minute she said she loved me and made me feel so special and the very next minute she makes me feel like the most worthless person in the world. "Shut Up, E. You deserved what you got, and don't you dare talk to me or Jo in this way ever again." I continued to sob as I felt more dejected than ever. "Do you understand me, you mindless bimbo?" Carrie said staring at me with anger. I stopped sobbing, "Yes, mistress" and slipped back into my role as the sub. "As a punishment, you are going to ride with me naked the rest of the day. Hand me your skirt." In an attempt to avoid any more humiliation from either of these women I quickly removed my skirt and handed it to Jo who put it in the handbag. "Go sit in the car, I have something to discuss with Jo." She said slapping me in the butt urging me to quickly get in the car. Once there, I could no longer hear Carrie and Jo, but figured they were insulting me a little more from there expressions. They were both giggling like best friends and looked at me a couple of times during the conversation. Finally Jo handed Carrie the handbag with my clothes in it along with the shopping bags and left. "Meet you later, Mindless Bimbo." Jo yelled as she walked out of the parking lot. I hate that name. I am not mindless, I am a teacher for fuck sakes. You know what, fuck her and fuck Carrie. At least my minds my own. I sat in my own humiliation as Carrie put the bags on the back seat before sitting beside me on the driver side. I held my head down, feeling too dejected to argue. "She genuinely hates you, Eva. But I don't, remember that. I love you, and I know it might not seem like it sometimes by the way I behave but it's true. I know what you truly desire better that you yourself. So trust me and just revel in your humiliation slut. It's going to be a lot easier that ways." She said. I stayed quite but nodded to get her off my back. I have to get out of this somehow, I can't let this crazy bitch control me like this. Content with herself Carrie put the key in the ignition and turned it. She drove out of the parking lot, with me sitting naked beside her. The car glass was slightly tinted so I was sure no one could see me, not unless they were looking carefully. We drove silently as I hatched a plan to get myself out of this situation. I was doing this mainly because Carrie was blackmailing me with the photos and videos she had. If somehow I could get to those photos and delete them I would be free from her control. Carrie has three computing devices that she could keep them in, and she wouldn't trust anyone else with the photos. I know her and I am sure that she has three copies of the pics- one in her phone, the other in her work computer and one in her laptop. Any backup she has will be physical and not online, she is too much of a control freak for that. The more I thought about it, the more I realized that I couldn't possibly do this alone. Her mobile would be easy for me to get into but her laptop or work computer was going to be difficult. Before I could find a solution to this problem we had arrived at our destination. A hair salon?! What the fuck was she planning now? I looked at her in a shocked expression, expecting the worst with her. "Please Carrie don't make me shave my head." I said pleading. I love my long straight hair, I couldn't imagine myself without them. She chuckled at my reaction, and said, "NO. God no. Why would you think I'd shave your head? No, I just want to see you in that messy curly look you had a few years back. You looked very beautiful in them. I remember that old yearbook photo of yours with those short curls. I think that would make you look so young and innocent just like a school girl." She said. I was slightly relieved that she was not forcing me to shave my head, but at the same time a little concerned. That short curl look I had was good when I was in college but as a teacher that would not at all be appropriate. And what was up with everyone and my messy curl hairdo anyways? I simply nodded my head and grabbed my clothes as she handed them to me. I got dressed and followed her into the hair salon. Once inside I waited by the counter as Carrie took her time explaining the hair dresser how to cut my hair. I was very conscious of the way I was dressed and could feel people, mostly women staring right at me with disapproving looks. I was embarrassed particularly by one of the woman sitting in the waiting area pretending to read a magazine while she was actually checking me out. I could feel her perverted gaze as her eyes followed each and every crevice and curve of my exposed body. I could feel myself getting wet under her gaze. She was average looking but had very sexy mouth. I swear I saw her wet her lips with her tongue seductively. I was focused entirely on her mouth when I felt a tap on the shoulder. It was Carrie. "They are ready for you." That's all she said. Absent mindedly I followed her into one of the back rooms. I was still thinking about the woman in the waiting area. It's weird how different everything seems once you openly sexualize yourself. That woman was obviously interested in me, she was turned on from the way I was dressed. Under normal circumstances, if I were dressed conservatively she would not have paid me this much attention. Was Carrie right? Do I secretly desire all of this? Should I just give in to all of this, revel in my desire to be humiliated and degraded? NO. How can you even consider this you dumb bitch? She is forcing you to do all of this. Of course I am going to be turned on by this, where there is a stimuli there is a response. Its scientific, it's simple. I am not turned on by humiliation, I am turned on by the persistent sexual stimulus that I have to endure. I tried to make sense of my arousal as we walked to the back room. Once I sat on the chair, the stylist an old woman pushed my head back as she covered my eyes with a sleeping mask. "Relax dear, I will take care of everything." She was very gentle and before I knew it I fell asleep. I didn't realize how tired I was before now. I was woken up by the sweet sound of Carries voice, "Wake up, slut. It's all done." I slowly opened my eyes as I felt her pulling the mask away. At first I didn't recognize the face that stared at me when I looked in the mirror. She was a much younger woman, with a sweet innocent face and short blonde hair that complimented her look. "You bleached my hair." I said puzzled. "I like it." I really did. They looked amazing, Carries face had a beaming smile. She seemed happy with herself and maybe with me. I don't know, it's difficult to tell with her. "I know, they do look wonderful on you. I just thought you didn't completely look the part of the mindless bimbo without the blond hair. Well now you do." She said. The smile from my face disappeared once I realized the true reason for bleaching my hair. She wanted me to look the part of dumb mindless whore she is turning me into. I turned my head down as Carrie continued. "I am sure Jo has told you about the party. Its tomorrow night and five of my friends, your colleagues are going to be there. And you my little slut are the entertainment." She finally revealed as she held up my chin like a small child. I was scared, five of my colleagues will be there at the party tomorrow to witness my degradation. This was getting out of hand. But the party also gave me an opportunity to execute my plan and get to those photos. Carrie must have read my mind, she smirked before revealing her plan further, "Of course they will not know who you are. That would ruin the fun. I would like this to be our dirty little secret, just you, I and Jo would know your true identity." This calmed me down a little, but it was going to be difficult explaining Kirstin where I was going tomorrow. Fuck that, it would be difficult explaining Kirstin any of this. The nipple rings, the hair, the color of my hair-all of it would be impossible for me to explain. "So tomorrow night, I am having a small get together at my house for my birthday. I hope you remember it's my birthday tomorrow. It's going to be just some close friends from work and college. After the formal party is over though, I will have an after party at the Meow Mix, I know it's your favorite club. I have booked a private room there for the after party where you are going to be the entertainment. I am going to make you do things that you couldn't have dreamt about to people you see every day, only they will not know what a truly perverted whore you are." She continued as she started caressing my pussy through the skirt. The stylist had left us alone by now and there was no one else in the room beside us. So I just let go, enjoying the feeling of her hand on my mound. "You would love that wouldn't you, you mindless bimbo." "Yes..." I had accepted this. I decided to revel in my humiliation for the rest of my time with Carrie. Because after tomorrow night I'll be free. No matter what. I will no longer succumb to her blackmail. "Tell me what do you want, to happen to you tomorrow night?" Completely under the influence of her caress, I was hornier than ever before. I could feel my skirt soaking from my wet pussy. I couldn't think straight even if I wanted to. Overcome with lust I said, "I want you to make me strip in front of all of them, before you force me to service each of them." "You would love that wouldn't you? I would love to make you strip tease for them, dance for them and give them all a lap dance. After that I will make you lick their dirty assholes as they degrade you verbally. That would make you so horny." She continued to paint a picture of tomorrow night. I was looking forward to tomorrow night as much as I was fearing it. Her caresses got wilder, as she leaned in to kiss me. God, I was so close. "Please mistress, make your dumb blonde bimbo cum. Make me thrash around like the dirty little whore I am." I don't know what took over me, but I didn't care. All I wanted to do more than anything else was cum. But, she had other plans. She slapped my pussy hard a couple of times to subside my arousal. That did the trick as I was now far from cumming. I was frustrated beyond belief. I couldn't understand why she would not let me cum. Maybe I was a dumb bimbo after all. "I want you to remain this aroused, for the party tomorrow. So no orgasms for you slut till I allow you to." She said as she walked towards the door. "You need to get a wax, Mary Ann here will take care of it." That's when Carrie left the room leaving me in the back room all alone. Mary Ann took a couple of minutes before she came in carrying all the supplies needed for waxing. She was a short redhead, with ample breasts and a flat stomach. I could tell from just watching her that, she worked out a lot to stay in shape. Her strong, sharp shoulders and muscular arms along with her big bust made her seem like a very authoritative woman. She had a kind face which combined with her curled red hair made her look like a total knock out. "Hey, now this is going to hurt a little so I would ask you to lie down and just relax." She said with a hint of Texas accent in her voice. I simply did what I was told as I leaned back and relaxed. I felt Mary Ann pull my skirt down. I heard her gasp, when she realized that I was not wearing any underwear and that I was soaking wet. It must have been a mess down there as she used wipes to dry me. The entire ordeal was very humiliating. She asked me to put my feet on the stirrups and then spread my legs a good three feet apart. I could feel the cool air gushing between my legs as it touched my delicate lips. Involuntarily my pussy began dripping again. I couldn't help it. Mary Ann stared at my pussy for the longest time, wondering what kind of slut I was, I am sure. After a while she heated the wax before applying it over my pussy. That first contact of hot wax with my pussy made me shudder, "This is going to hurt a little but just relax. I'll be as gentle as possible." She said consoling me. She put a strip on my groin blew air on it and then pulled it in one quick motion. Fuck that hurt so much. I screamed at the top of my voice. This caused Marry Ann to move her hand over my mouth. She shushed me but the pain was too much and I started kicking in my place. This caused Carrie to come in, one angry look from her and I calmed down scared she was going to belittle me in front of Mary Ann. "Tie her up and gag her. I don't have a lot of time, I want this waxing over as soon as possible." Carrie said to Mary Ann who looked at me expectedly like I was going to protest. But no words left my mouth as I continued to stare down. That's All She Said Ch. 05 With no protest from me, Mary Ann fastened my feet to the stirrup tightly, before she used a piece of cloth to tie my hands over my head. I lay there helplessly when Mary Ann finally spoke, "What do I gag her with?" she asked innocently. She was a lot more timid than she looked. Carrie pulled a ball gag out her hand bag and said, "Use this." Once tightened around my mouth, Mary Ann continued the painful process of waxing. But this time she was a lot less gentle, and quickly completed the task at hand. With each subsequent strip she became less and less gentle. I think she accepted the fact that I was a slut, and my lack of protest reaffirmed it for her. I cried the entire time from the unbearable pain. She gave me a full brazilian that took twenty minutes in total, much faster than a normal waxing would take. Once completed she admired her handy work as Carrie walked around her to stare at my completely exposed cunt. "That looks smooth, touch it Mary Ann. Tell me is it really as smooth as it looks." Carrie said. Mary Ann no longer caring what I wanted simply extended her hand to touch me, moving her fingers tenderly up and down my pussy. "Oh my god, she is dripping wet." She said. I was humiliated once again. Why was I wet, was it the pain that led to my arousal or was it the fact that I was wantonly exposing myself to Mary Ann? I couldn't really tell. "Yeah, she is a weird one. There is no telling what turns this dumb slut on. Anyways thanks for the wax Mary Ann. You did a great job, we'll see you later." Carrie said as she walked out of the room. All this time Mary Ann was still touching me down there, tenderly, unsure of herself. Once she realized what she was doing, she abruptly moved her hand and untied me. Once she removed my gad, she handed it to me and simply walked out of the room too embarrassed by the whole ordeal. I picked up my skirt and wore it once again. The feeling of the rough material of the skirt on my tender pussy made it difficult to walk. So with the ball gag still in my hand I walked taking short steps out of the room. I could feel the stare of everyone in the waiting area on me and the ball gag but I didn't care. I continued to walk till I was out of the hair salon. Carrie had already paid for the haircut and waxing, so I silently made my way to her car where she was sitting waiting patiently for me. She had a little smirk on her face. Arghh!! I hate that smug look on her face, I wanted to punch that smirk right off her smug face but controlled myself. I need to control myself, I can't let her get to me. I have to get to those photos and delete them somehow. I had a plan in mind, but I was going to need the help of one more person to do this. But who could it be, I couldn't trust anyone with it. Once inside the car, Carrie said, "Strip slut. You know you are punished." I didn't even bother protesting. I quickly grabbed my top and pulled it over my head followed by pulling my skirt down. There I was completely naked once again in Carries car. Being naked seemed so normal now. What was Carrie doing to me? I sat silently as Carrie continued to talk about the party. But my mind was focused on something else, I had to get out of this situation. But I needed help. The problem was there was no one there to help me. We continued to drive till we were once again in the school parking lot. It was approximately two hours after school day had ended. So there was no car in the parking lot except for mine. "I asked Jo to park your car here. I know you have had a tough day. So with this last task I am not going to bother you till tomorrow evening. I want you ready, dressed as modestly as possible by 5 pm tomorrow. I will come pick you up. Till then relax. Because if you think today was tiring, tomorrow is going to be hell for you. Now, get out of the car." I started looking for my clothes, and found the handbag in the back seat. But once again Carrie shocked me, "Don't even think about it slut. You are going home as it is. Here are your keys. Now get out." "But Kirstin is going to be home by now, what am I going to tell her." I said suddenly worried that my secret would be out. "I am sure you'll think of something." She said. Reluctantly I got out of the car, and saw Carrie drive away. Quickly I ran towards my car, scared that I might get caught. Once inside, I sat there protected by the tinted glasses. What the fuck was I going to tell Kirstin? How am I going to explain the new hairdo, the piercing and the blonde hair to her? Moreover why was I naked? What do I tell her? I was so royally screwed. I started the car, and drove to my house. The entire way I kept thinking about excuses that I would tell Kirstin. But came up short. As I opened my garage door remotely and parked my car inside, I heard Kirstin yell out, "Is that you, E?" I stayed quite. I got out of the car, ready to face the music. I opened the door leading inside the house. That's when it finally clicked, I walked confidently right into the kitchen where I knew Kirstin would be waiting for me. She looked shocked by my lack of clothing as well as my new jewelry and haircut. "What the fuc..?!" she opened her mouth to say something but I attacked her mouth. I kissed her wildly with all the passion I could muster. Reluctant at first she soon gave in and started kissing me just as wantonly. Her hand went straight for my nipple rings as she pulled them causing me pain and pleasure at the same time. She started fondling my ass, before she took charge and picked me up. She sat me on the kitchen sink, and continued the kissing. My hands moved to hold her face, pulling her in as forcefully as possible. I moved my hands down to her blouse and ripped it open. Putting a hand inside her blouse I mauled her breasts, tweaking her nipples with my fingers. Ripping open the rest of her blouse I removed it and threw it across the room. Wrapping my feet around her thin waist, I said "Make love to me, lover." She stared into my eyes, before she picked me up and carried me all the way to our bedroom. Once inside she laid me on the bed gently before she started kissing me on my neck. Her mouth moved from my neck to my stomach kissing me the entire way. She pushed my legs back spreading me completely. Planting a thousand small tender kisses around my pussy she finally touched my pussy with her tongue. Fuck I was so horny. I seemed like forever since I was last licked. Expertly Kirstin continued licking my pussy while her left hand wrapped around my leg and went straight for my clit. She continued to rub my clit and at the same time licked my pussy ferociously. I was close to cumming from my previous encounters with Carrie and Jo and soon I could feel the orgasm building up quickly. I remembered that I was not to cum, so pushed Kirstin away with my hands. "No, I want to make you cum first." She looked at me confused but was too horny to care. She flipped on her back till her pussy was completely exposed to me. Fuck she is so flexible. I dove in straight for her pussy grabbing her thighs for support. Making small circles with my tongue, I alternated between licking her pussy and clit. Continuing my efforts for a good ten minutes in the same position, I could tell Kirstin was close. We were both covered completely with sweat. Kirstin started thrashing wildly as she yelled, "Fuck...yes. Lick me you slut. Yes. Yes. Right there, yessss, make me cum." I doubled my efforts on the said point and was rewarded with a wild orgasm from Kirstin. She continued to scream and thrash, I swear our neighbors could hear us. Let them. Once her orgasm subsided, Kirstin collapsed on to the floor. She was covered completely with an amalgam of sweat and pussy juices, same as me. She started giggling and so did I. "Wow." That's all she said. I simply smiled in reply. "Time to return the favor." she said as she grabbed me by my waist and pulled me in towards her. "No, it's ok. I am too tired as it is. I don't think I can cum without passing out." I chuckled at my own joke. But Kirstin didn't look amused for one second. She had a serious look on her face, one that I knew too well. She suspected something. "What is going on with you E? I have never known you to refuse an orgasm." She said her voice clearly indicated the concern she had for me. "It's nothing Kirstin, I am tired that's all." I said trying to shrug off her concern. I got up from the floor and went outside to the kitchen. She followed me. "No that's not it. There is something very different about you. I noticed it yesterday, for the first time. When you wouldn't take that coat off in the restaurant and then at the club, you walked butt naked through a crowded club, E. You were not wearing anything underneath that coat in the restaurant, were you? That's all very hot E, but it's not like you to do things like that." She ranted as if it had been on her mind all along. I stayed quite, not knowing what to say. I was tired, tired of lying to her. "It's nothing, just let it be." I mumbled barely hearing it myself. I just stared at my feet. "Just let it be! What are you talking about? E... Look at me. Look at me, E. What's going on? This is not you. There's something wrong, I've felt it for a while. You have seemed very different from the day I came back from the trip. The spontaneous sex, naked walks and the hair. You hate blonde hair, and these..." she said pointing towards my nipple rings. "Never in a million years would you get these voluntarily." She continued to rant, and I continued to listen to her timidly. I was simply too tired. I can't lie to her any longer. Here she is concerned about my well-being but the truth is that I am acting like a total slut on commands of a crazy bitch who is blackmailing me. And the cherry on top of this sour cake is that it's my own lust that has gotten me into this mess. I just lost it. I started crying, uncontrollably, for the first time in a long time I continued to cry. Not holding back one bit, I screamed and cried letting the fear, sadness and guilt wash over me. Kirstin hugged me in an attempt to console me, but I kept on crying. I had been keeping all of this inside of me, but I decided to just let go. "It's going to be all right, Eva. I am here with you, I'll fix everything for you, dear. Just tell me, what happened?" I calmed down after sometime, and stared at her not knowing where to begin. I opened my mouth several times but just couldn't form words. "I cheated on you, Kirstin." I said still sobbing. There was a look of hurt on her face. "Please tell me it's not Carrie." She said hopefully. My silence gave her the answer. "Why? Was it because I cheated three years ago?" she asked. She did cheat on me a year into our relationship but I forgave her. "No, it's all my fault. I was stupid enough to cheat on you. I am sorry, Kirstin. I am so so sorry." I started crying again. Kirstin stayed quite, just staring at me not bothering to console me any longer. But I had still not told her the entire truth. "There's more to it than that, Kirstin. I didn't simply have sex with Carrie, she made me into her sex slave. But when I tried to get out, she showed me pictures she took of me while I submitted to her and is using them to blackmail me. That's why I have been acting so weird lately. She is forcing me to do all this." I said relieved to finally tell her the entire truth. "I don't know what to say, Eva. I never thought you would cheat on me let alone all this." She said as she sat on the floor of the kitchen dejected. I sat down beside her still naked, not knowing what to say to earn her forgiveness. At this point I started to think I didn't deserve any. "But I can't be the one to judge, can I? I cheated on you long before you ever did. I stay out of town for weeks leaving you behind all alone. I was absent when you needed me, and that forced you into another woman's arms." She said. "No, K. It was all me. You are the best girlfriend anyone could hope for, it's me... I am the one not good enough for you." "What does that mean?" she asked looking at me with confusion. "It means that you are too good for me. And we should break up. You could do a lot better than me, K. I am sorry for whatever I did." I said tearing up even before the words left my mouth. "No, I won't give up on you E. I love you. I don't care if you cheated on me, I don't care if you were Carries sex slave or whatever. Just promise me this will not happen again and I'll forgive you." She said as she grabbed my hand and gripped it tightly. "You don't understand, Kirstin. Being her sex slave was not just dressing in lingerie for her, she made me do things, dirty things to her and others. You will hate me once you find out what all I had to do." "Then don't tell me. I don't want to know. Just as long as you promise never to do this to me again, I don't care what you did before." She could still see the reluctance on my face. "You still love me, E. Don't you?" "Yes I do. Kirstin you are the love of my life, and everything else to me is a mistake." I said as she pulled me in for a tender kiss. This kiss made me remember why I fell in love with her the first time. "I love You." I said and meant it. Saying everything out loud had finally made things clear. I never loved Carrie, I just lusted after her. Those feelings never made me feel as alive as Kirstin did. We sat there in silence for the rest of the evening, embracing each other. It was the most peaceful and clear moment of my life. I couldn't have been happier. Finally at seven pm I realized just how hungry I was. I decided to cook, as I wanted Kirstin to be as happy with me as possible. Once I set the dinner table, I decided to finally get dressed. I wore a simple t-shirt and shorts. We sat across from each other on the dinner table, but there was still an awkward silence between us. "So... What about the photos she was blackmailing you with?" Kirstin finally broke the silence. "I have a plan, but I am going to need your help." I proceeded to reveal my plan to her about how I was going to go to Carries birthday after party and act as the entertainment distracting her. I will at an appropriate moment grab her phone and quickly delete the photos. The entire time Carrie will be with me, Kirstin can go to the school and delete the photographs from her work computer. Her laptop will be tricky to get to, as it will be in her apartment along with the backup copies. "Yes, that will be a problem. I can get into her office easily. I will just make an excuse to get into your office, but will instead grab her key. But her apartment, that will be impossible without her key." She said. We tried to think of a solution to this problem together, when the doorbell rang. Who could it be? I got up, and walked to the door and opened it. It was Jo. What the hell was she doing here? "Before you get mad at me for this afternoon, I was just trying to act my part." Jo said defending her actions. "I figured you were. It's ok. Come on in." I said. Jo followed behind me. Kirstin saw her and her eyes widened, "What the hell is she doing here?" she said getting up from her chair and pulling me behind her as if she was trying to protect me. "It's ok, Kirstin. She is a friendly now." I said. Jo looked unafraid by Kirstin's actions. She looked ready to fight, but one look from me and she backed down. "I told her everything Jo." I said looking at her. Kirstin looked at me with shock, "She is involved too? Who else? Wait no don't tell me, I don't want to know." Kirstin picked up the plates and took them to the kitchen. While Kirstin was still in the kitchen Jo said, "What does that mean for us Ev?" "It means there is no us. I love Kirstin a lot, and she is my girlfriend. Nothing can happen between us." I said determined to make things work with Kirstin. Kirstin came back into the living room with a smile on her face, "I know how we can get into her house. Jo can help. Won't you Jo?" "What do you mean?" Jo said clueless. I explained the entire plan to Jo, and asked her if she would help. "I will do anything for you Ev, you know that." There was a pang of jealousy on Kirstin's face but I gripped her hand tightly to reaffirm my devotion to her. "How are you planning on getting inside her apartment?" I asked Jo. "I'll make an excuse and just stay after the party for a few extra minutes. I will delete the copies on her laptop and then join you guys at the club later." She said. Satisfied that the plan would work, we discussed the plan once more and then said our farewell to Jo. Once she was gone, I went into the bedroom realizing just how tired I was. I cuddled with Kirstin for the rest of the night, sleeping in the soundest manner possible. Morning came quickly, and I took a shower and got ready for school. I wore the most modest thing in my wardrobe a thick brown top and a knee length skirt. Still no undergarments as I didn't have any. As I was about to leave for work, Kirstin grabbed my hand, pulled me in towards her and kissed me. "Take care E. I trust you, remember that. Don't break that trust." She said. I smiled and left for work. Today was going to be a normal day. Carrie had promised not to bother me till the party started. So once I reached school I was beaming with happiness. All was well in the world once again, I was no longer lying to my girlfriend and after tonight I will be free from Carries blackmail. I almost made my way to my classroom without any interruptions, almost. But fate had other plans as I was stopped on my way by Carrie. "You seem awfully chipper today. There is a little extra pep in your step slut. Happy it's my birthday?" She said. "Happy birthday." I said and hugged her as friends do. "It's not so much the happiness as it is the absence of guilt. I am just enjoying myself basking in my sluttiness." I said hoping to maintain this façade for one more day. "I am glad you are. I will see you at five, wear something sexy." She winked at me before she left, the bitch. I continued on my way to the classroom. It was one of the best days of my teaching career. I was fully concentrated on the curriculum, and interacted actively with the students. Luckily for me none of the students from yesterday who witnessed my humiliation recognized me, partly because I was dressed very provocatively yesterday and because of my new hairdo. The day went past without any hiccups and before I knew it I was on my way back to home. Just as I was about to enter my car, Jo called out my name. "Hey Ev, Leaving without seeing me?" she said. "I got a big evening planned, got to leave early." I said sarcastically. "Are you Ok?" she asked. "What? What are you talking about?" I said slightly annoyed, I wanted to get things ready in time for the party. "I mean it's going to be tough day for you. Are you sure you can manage?" she asked concerned. I was touched by it but honestly with the things that had happened so far how much worse could it get. "I'll be fine Jo, don't worry. There's nothing worse she could do to me, that hasn't already been done. And no matter what happens, I am done after tonight. I won't care if she puts those photos and videos on the internet or on TV, I will no longer be hers to torment." I said determined. "No, you don't understand Ev, the things she has told me, and the things she'll make you do they will leave a lasting mark. Just be careful, and no matter what, just endure it. I will get you out tonight no matter what." She said as she held my hand and looked me in the eye. I smiled at her and then left for home. The entire drive home, I kept on thinking what was it that had Jo scared? Maybe I should have asked her. Maybe I was underestimating Carrie, she could have some sort of fail-safe in case the photos ever got deleted. The more I thought about it the less confident I got. Finally on reaching home, I went straight for the bathroom. I needed a quick shower to cool things off. Clothes came off quick, and soon I water started falling on my tired abused body. That's All She Said Ch. 05 My nipples were still sore from the piercings, and my pussy still red and puffy. I was constantly aroused and thought about masturbating to get the edge off, but decided against it. She'll know if I masturbate, no need to make things worse for yourself Eva. Just take it slow and get through this. One last time, submit to her and never will you have to endure this again. I started thinking about the degradation I had to go through and realized just how much had happened to me in a couple of days. How much damage could Carrie have done if I let her continue? But it wasn't all bad, I did enjoy my submission in the starting when I thought I still had some control over it. I did have some wonderfully memorable orgasms with her. Was I going to miss all of this? I didn't know but at least I'll be in control. I got out of the shower still naked and dripping, and started looking for a towel to dry myself. "I hate Carrie, but I got to say you look hotter than ever before babe." Kirstin said. It startled me, I wasn't expecting her to be home. "Ha, Ha." I said sarcastically. "What are you doing home, I wasn't expecting you." "Are you kidding, it's a big day for you. I am not letting you do this alone. I love you." That's all she said. I didn't argue, she was right. I needed all the moral support I could get. I grabbed a towel from the hamper and started drying myself. Once satisfied I went for my closet but Kirstin blocked my path. "May be you should stay naked, as a punishment for cheating." She said grinning ear to ear. I was surprised and completely against the idea as I was going to spend the better part of the evening naked in the party. But something inside of me didn't want to disappoint Kirstin. It wanted to do everything she said. "Whatever you say, Mistress." I said adding the last part after a pause and walked past her into the dining hall. That's when I saw my phone vibrating on the dining table. It was Carrie. I picked it up. "Hello Slut, I hope you have started getting ready for the party." She said. "Yes, I just got out of shower and am about to get dressed for the party. What should I wear?" I asked hoping I sounded like submissive slut she wanted me to be. "Use your imagination. It doesn't matter what you wear because I have a special outfit for you for the after party. Anyways, I don't want Kirstin to come to my party, she will hog all of your time. I have special plans for you." She said. Why didn't she want Kirstin to come? "Ok, I'll make some excuse." I replied. "On that note, how did you explain yourself to her yesterday?" she asked curious. "I played it off as a spontaneous sex session with her. She loved it, and my new hair and piercings." I said smiling at Kirstin as she walked into the dining area. "And she bought that? She is even a bigger mindless bimbo than you are." She replied laughing and then hung up. Fuck her that bitch. "What does she want now?" Kirstin said clearly jealous. "She doesn't want you to come, she thinks you will hog all my time at the party." I replied. "Fucking bitch, I am going to rip that bitch a new asshole after all of this is over." Kirstin replied angrily. I had never seen her this angry and I had no doubt she could kick Carries ass. It was half past three and I thought it was best to start getting ready. The doorbell rang exactly at five, I was already dressed and Kirstin had left for her office to make things less awkward when Carrie came. Though the real reason Kirstin left was because she couldn't control her anger in front of Carrie. I was dressed in a cute white sundress that I had. Still no bra or panties, but it looked decent enough. With my new hair the dress looked quite elegant. The only sore point was the piercing which were clearly visible under my dress but I couldn't do anything about it, could I? With the white dress I had on five inch white heels that were a pain to walk in but made me look sexy. I opened the door and was greeted by Carries beaming smile. She looked satisfied by my choice of clothing. Walking past me without saying a word, she kept a handbag on the table. "Where is Kirstin?" she asked as she looked around for her. "She had some work to do in the office. She'll come late." I replied. "Good. There is change of plan, you are not going to be at the main party. Instead you will be going straight for the meow mix. There will be someone waiting for you there, they will get you ready for the party. We will arrive at the meow mix around eight and that's when the real party will begin. I will drop you there now." She revealed. I didn't care, I didn't want to be at her stupid party anyways. The quicker this is over the better. "As you desire Mistress." I replied like a true submissive. "But first I'll make sure you are up to the mark, don't want you embarrassing me in front of my real friends. So, strip." She said. Humiliated by her demands I timidly grabbed the hem of my dress and pulled it over my head. Since I was wearing nothing underneath it, I stood naked in front of her after removing just one piece of clothing. She looked at me intensely and walked towards me. Extending her hand to tweak my nipple ring, she moved her finger all over my body. She examined my body like an animals for a long time to humiliate me further. "Everything seems to be fine, especially your pussy. Red, puffy and wet just the way I like it. I hope you have been a nice little bimbo and not had any orgasms." She said as she started rubbing my pussy wantonly. Fuck that felt so good. My mind was clouded by dirty thoughts and could no longer think straight. I moaned loudly hypnotized under her influence. She broke the reverie by slapping my cunt twice. "I will take that as a yes. Good to see you following commands like the dirty little lesbian slut you are." She said and turned around walking towards the door. "Get dressed and get in the car." I picked up my dress and put it on quickly. Locking the door behind me, I walked towards her car. We drove silently to the club. She was right, Meow mix is my favorite club. I knew it had private halls behind the main club area that were used for private parties. I expected that to be the party location. Soon enough we arrived at the club. It was fairly deserted as expected since it was half past five on a weekday. Once the car was parked, Carrie broke her silence. "I am very happy with you slut. You have finally accepted who you are and what you want. Remember that, never let anyone make you feel guilty for what you truly desire. I know it's been difficult for you but I have done this all for you. I love you, E. I know I haven't said it enough times but I do. No matter what happens tonight remember that." She said as she grabbed my face and pulled me in for a tender kiss. Her sudden display of affection surprised me but I was still determined to get out of her hold tonight. She may be right, I may enjoy being dominated and humiliated but I love my girlfriend more. "I know." I replied. One last time she smiled at me before she returned to her bitch mode. "Inside a girl will help you get ready. You are to follow her instructions like you do mine. She will be your mistress for the rest of the night. So behave." I nodded in reply. Who could it be? "Now get out, she will be waiting for you at the back of the club." That's all she said before she drove off. Dressed in a sundress and heels and nothing more, I walked to the back of the building. Once there, I waited. But I didn't have to wait for too long. "Well Hello Kirstin, or should I say Miss Eva?" I recognize that voice. It was Amanda. I turned around and confirmed my suspicion, it was indeed her, the head cheerleader. Not long ago she humiliated me in front of the entire school. I was dressed as a student so none of the students recognized me but Amanda had somehow. "What?! Surprised to see me. I knew it was you yesterday, dressed like a whore. Who do you think sent me yesterday?" she revealed. Of course Carrie was involved in my humiliation yesterday. That bitch never seemed to run out of ways to humiliate me. "Yes, it was Carrie. We are very good friend, she and I. That's why she trusted me with her submissive little mindless bimbo." She laughed evilly. God I hate her now. She had caused me so much embarrassment yesterday and now one more person from the school knew my dirty secret. The biggest problem was that this person was a student, not one of mine but still a student. "I am going to have so much fun with you, little slut." She started walking towards me. She towered me by four inches despite me wearing heels. I felt scared as she pulled me towards her face, "You are going to be an obedient whore, aren't you?" she said with her mouth only an inch away from mine. I couldn't take my eyes off her lips, how succulent and kissable they seemed. "Yes." I replied, there was something hypnotic about her. Something that made me want to follow her every instructions or maybe it was just me. Maybe it was in my nature to be an obedient submissive whore. "Good, now come on in. We got lots to do before the party starts." She unlocked the backdoor to the club and went inside. I followed behind her. She walked as if she had been here several times. I wondered if she had as I followed behind her silently. She unlocked another room with a key, and as we entered she bolted the room. "Strip, Kirstin." That's all she said. Not bothering to argue, I pulled the sundress off quickly and handed it to her. I started to remove the heels but she stopped me. "Get on all fours, head straight and raise your ass." She instructed further. I did as I was told, and felt her fingers trace all the way from my neck to my ass. She circled a finger around my asshole few times before she said, "What's the biggest thing you have had in there?" I was embarrassed being talked to like that by a student, but I couldn't do anything about it. "A small butt plug, an inch wide I think." I replied humiliated at admitting to anal play in front of her. "Hm... You are lying. That is far too loose a hole to have had only a small butt plug." She replied. She started spanking me hard and continued, "Now tell the truth, what's the biggest thing you have ever had in there?" "My girlfriend did use a two inch wide dildo on me once, mistress." I replied wanting her spankings to stop. "What did she do with the dildo? I want to hear you say it." She persisted as I felt her spit on my asshole and push a finger inside. It went in without much resistance, and I heard her chuckle at this. "She used that big dildo to fuck my slutty loose asshole." What?! Where was all this filth coming from? What was happening to me, why was I acting like such a whore? "Did she fuck your slutty loose asshole only once, or were you lying once again slut?" she asked sarcastically already knowing the answer to her question. "She fucked me with it repeatedly." I moaned as I felt her push a second finger into my asshole. She pushed the fingers in and out before pulling them out completely and bringing them near my mouth. "Lick it, taste your dirty asshole on my fingers." Her anal stimulation had turned me on, and I was overcome with lust and wasn't thinking straight. I licked my anal juices coated on her finger greedily as she smiled amused at my sluttiness. "Who could have guessed it, teach? Who could have known what a dirty little whore you are? I am so glad Carrie brought out the inner whore in you, it's going to be a very fun final year for me playing with you." She said as she slapped me hard. "As anally trained as you are, I am still going to have to work on your anal skills." She said as she pulled out a largest anal plug I had ever seen from her purse. Does everyone carry stuff like that in their bag? "Suck on it, as it is the only lubrication I am going to use." She said and unceremoniously pushed it inside my mouth. Like a good slut, I licked the plug in hopes to avoid pain. I hope she was not serious about using saliva as the only lubrication. She pulled it out after a few minutes and walked around me. Pushing my head down and pulling my ass further up, she used her hands to further part my legs. "Wow that is quite the view, Kirstin. I am almost tempted." She said as I felt her breath close to my asshole. "God, you smell so nice." She spat right at my asshole and then rubbed it evenly around it. Then I felt her push the tip of the plug inside, slowly and gently. She didn't force it like I thought she would and it slowly slipped inside with relative ease. It was tapered, so the width kept on increasing. Amanda took her time pushing the monster inside of me, until the widest part was inside. Then with a pop it went in completely. I could feel the base of the butt plug on my asshole. It was the biggest plug I had ever had inside of me. Though it didn't hurt much while it went inside, it was very uncomfortable and made me feel fuller than ever before. "I can't believe you took it all inside in one go. Good slut." She said and spanked my ass to show her appreciation. Oddly I felt proud at the moment, god what was wrong with me? "Stand up and walk around, get used to it. You are going to have it inside you for the rest of the evening." She said. I stood up, it took a couple of minutes for me to adjust to this sensation of being so full. Walking around was a pain in the ass literally. But I managed somehow since I had no choice. "Those nipple rings look nice but I don't think they look trashy enough." She said thoughtfully before pulling out the most humiliating ornament I was going to wear tonight from her bag. It was a pair of nipple ring that had the words "lesbian whore" dangling from the chain attached to it. Needless to say, Amanda forced me to wear them and they made me feel trashier than ever before. The weight of the chain caused a constant pull on my nipples which further increased my arousal. With jewelry out of the way, Amanda continued my transformation. Next she dyed my short curled hair with the help of temporary colors. She dyed it a shade of purple and blue to make me look as trashy as possible. Once done with that, she applied makeup. Everything was used in excess to amplify role as slut which seemed to be the main objective of this makeover. When she was finally done, I looked at my naked form in the mirror and couldn't recognize myself. No one could have guessed in a million years that the girl in the mirror was actually a teacher, she looked more like a trashy stripper. "I look like a stripper." I said looking dumbly at Amanda. "That's what we are going for." That's all she said. "Just relax now, and wait. You have a long night ahead of you." "OK." I replied and sat down on the floor of the room Indian style. I felt the butt plug push in deeper if it was at all possible. "If you don't mind me asking, what exactly am I going to be doing at the party?" I enquire genuinely curious what was it that everyone was so excited about? "You are going to entertain a select group of friends of Carries." She replied. "How?" I asked. She gave me an annoyed look, but answered me any way. "From the way you look right now, I am guessing a strip show will be a part of it. Just imagine yourself dancing and stripping for people you see every day at school. What will you feel when you see them again the next day, knowing that they have seen you naked doing inexplicable things to them." I'd rather not. "Carrie said the people at the party will not know who I am, but in my current form people will recognize me." I was genuinely concerned about protecting my identity, hoping to not involve any more people from school into this. "You will be wearing a mask. Now shut up." She said annoyed. "You don't have to do this Amanda, just help me out of this situation. I swear I will make it worth your while." I said attempting to change her mind. "Why would I want to do that? Do you realize how great of a position I am in? I am total control of another person, a shameless dumb bimbo who happens to be a teacher at my school. I am going to have the time of my life slut and it's going to be at your expense. Like I said before, I am going to enjoy making your life miserable you mindless bimbo." After this it was clear to me that Amanda was not going to make things easier for me, let alone help me get out of this situation. I just hoped that Kirstin and Jo will do their part. A few more hours of this degradation and then I will be free. We spent the better part of the next hour just sitting in silence. I caught Amanda staring at my private parts, not so private at the moment, several times. She didn't bother to hide the fact that she was clearly checking me out. "You really get off on this shit, don't you?" I assumed this was a rhetorical question and didn't bother answering. "You do you dirty whore. Carrie was so right about you. She cares for you and that stops her from fully taking advantage of you. If I was in her place, I would have made you service half your students by now." I thanked the gods that she wasn't the one in control. Just then her phone rang. She went outside the room to answer it. After a few minutes she came back and said, "They are coming in a few minutes, so its show time. Let's get you dressed for the strip show." She handed me a bra and thong to wear. Though calling it a bra would be ridiculous as it hardly covered my nipples, it was actually just an inch wide piece of fabric attached to strings. The thong was even more ridiculous as it was just a piece of string both at the back and front. I wore them anyways, happy to finally wear some undergarments. Next she gave me a bustier and matching shorts to complete the outfit. The bustier created the illusion of fuller breasts on me while the shorts was just to cover the ridiculous thong. Once dressed I glanced at my reflection in the mirror and was surprised by how hot I looked. "Hm... Those heels don't look trashy enough, try these on." She said as she threw a pair of black stripper boots at me. They were the kind with the high heels but ended just an inch above my ankle, exposing more of my legs. "You are ready now, Kirstin. How does it feel?" she asked looking proud of her handiwork. "Stop calling me Kirstin. I am Eva. You can call me a slut, whore, bimbo or anything but not Kirstin." I yelled angrily. *slap* That was unexpected as she glared at me with an angry look on her face, "Don't you talk to me like that, you dumb whore. I will call you whatever I want." I had been spanked, spitted on and anally fucked by this girl but being slapped in the face seemed like the ultimate humiliation. I swear I was about to cry, but didn't want to give her the satisfaction of breaking me. Our conversation was interrupted by the opening of door as Carrie walked in. She looked amazing, dressed in a short black party dress. She looked a total knockout, I could now see what originally drove me into her arms. "WOW. You did an amazing job, Amanda. Thank you so much, now leave us alone I need to talk to her." Carrie said. "But..." "Just leave the room and join the others." It was good to see Carrie treat her like this. I felt happy, it's these little victories that count. Stomping her feet like the little brat she is, Amanda left the room. Carrie bolted the door behind her and turned towards me. She surprised me as she leapt towards me and kissed me, ruining the lipstick. I kissed her back almost as hungrily. I was very horny having not cum in almost a day. She broke the kiss and said, "God you look so hot. I just couldn't control myself." She replied. "You look very hot too, mistress." I replied. "I know. Now there are five people from school waiting inside the next room. They are waiting for the stripper performance of a lifetime and I hope you will not disappoint. Jo will be joining us later, she had something to do. So in total there will be six including me. After the strip show once you are fully naked, you are to do whatever anyone tells you to do. If someone wants you to lick their feet, their asshole or their snatch you do it, if they want to spank you, you let them, and you get the rest. Don't embarrass me in front of them, Eva. I am counting on you. This is going to be the most humiliating night of your life, and you are going to love every second of it." That's All She Said Ch. 03 (Sorry For the delay, I just wanted to cover a little more plot than usual for a chapter. The fifth chapter is going to be the last one. I have an ending in mind and hopefully most of you will like it. Suggestions and ideas are always welcome. Enjoy the chapter.) (I would like to thank Larry for editing this story and making it presentable.) I could eat her pussy all day. That's all that was going through my head as I moved closer to Carrie. Putting my hands on her back, I pulled her towards me, opened my mouth and kissed her. What a kiss it was. Her wet mouth and soft lips felt so amazing. I swear she tasted like bubblegum. I moved my hand towards her shorts, unbuttoned them and put my hands inside. She was so wet. I fingered her slowly with my left hand as my right roamed all over her body. It stopped over her breast and I slowly fondled her. I broke the kiss for second to look into her eyes. They were full of passion, anticipation and lust. But then it changed. She pushed my hands away and spoke, "I have been waiting for this for so long." She pulled me towards her and pushed my skirt down. Moving her hands towards the strap of my top, she removed it frantically. I stood in front of her in my birthday suit. She picked me up with surprising strength and put me on the bed on my back. I could feel it. She was finally going to perform oral sex on me. Well no need to be that formal, Eva. She's going to eat me out. She moved over me on all fours till we were face to face. She looked into my eyes. I saw love. I finally saw it. I was right - she loves me. I was not stupid to think that. Suck on that, my pessimist brain. She kissed me briefly and then started to move down. She kissed, sucked and nibbled on my left nipple and then the right. I was in heaven. I was very aroused. I could feel myself dripping, the wetness moving down my inner thigh. Finally moving towards my pussy, she slowly extended her tongue towards the pussy juice flowing down my thigh. She slowly moved her tongue following the path that the juices travelled till she was very close to my pussy lips. That's when she made her first tongue contact with my snatch. It was amazing. I was already very close to an orgasm. She touched my clit with her tongue as she moved her fingers in and out of my pussy. She repeated this till I was just on the edge. That's when I first realized it. Her technique was very similar to that of Kirstin. I have been with enough girls to know every girl is different when it comes to sex. That's when I realized, I don't know how I got into this situation. What happened before Carrie made her move on me? How was it that all of a sudden she seemed so interested in having sex with me? All this was bothering me beyond belief. But I was so close to an orgasm that I couldn't stop this even if I wanted to. I was washed over by an orgasm that felt like an electric shock flowing through my entire body. It was amazing. That's when I woke up. Fuck! That was a dream. But it felt so real. I slowly opened my eyes to realize that I was naked and covered with sweat. When I looked toward my pussy, I was greeted with the smiling face of my girlfriend! Kirstin. She was the one that made me cum. "Isn't this the best way to wake up?" She said, smiling as she moved towards my mouth and kissed me. "I missed you so much, babe," I said as I broke the kiss for a moment only to resume it more passionately. We made out like a pair of teenage girls. I could taste myself on her mouth. I broke the kiss when I glanced at my bed clock. It was 5:30 AM. Shit I was way beyond late today. I pushed Kirstin away as I climbed out of our bed. "Hey! What the hell! You're not going to return the favor?" she said sounding a little surprised. She has every right to be, because when it comes to sex I am more of a giver. "Sorry babe. I can't. I'm already late for work. How about I make it up to you tonight? I'll take you out for dinner, then some dancing followed by lots of kissing," I said as I turned the shower on. I quickly shaved my pussy and while in there, thought about masturbating for Carrie. Why should I? Didn't I decide last night that I can't do this to Kirstin? I love her. I love Carrie too, but if being around her means hurting Kirstin or lying to her then I would rather not be around her. I decided not to do it. "Ok. But there better be lots and lots of kissing involved. I am super horny, especially after your phone call last night," she said. I shampooed my hair as I slipped into deep thought once again. How am I going to end it with Carrie? Should I give it to her straight? Or should I just avoid her till she gives up on her own? No. She deserves better than that. I will go into her office, tell her the truth and end it like a matured adult. Now to the second problem. Should I tell Kirstin about what happened? Or should I keep this from her? After all, it was just one weekend and we didn't technically have sex. Telling her would mean losing her. I can't lose her. I can't lose them both. Ok, then, I'll tell Carrie the truth but not Kirstin. I'll just have to live with this. Telling would hurt her beyond belief, and isn't the reason I'm ending this 'fling' is to avoid doing that. I exited the bathroom naked and wet. I forgot the towel. Kirstin was sitting on the bed. Her eyes widened. "This is just pure torture," she said. I chuckled and stuck out my tongue at her. I opened by wardrobe and pulled out a small skirt and white top. The skirt was marginally acceptable for a teacher while the top was very thin. It was so thin that even after wearing it, my nipples would be visible. As I got dressed, Kirstin got up from the bed and looked into my wardrobe. "Where are all your underwear and bras?" she asked. Shit I was caught. What was I going to tell her? "I needed newer ones, sexier ones. So I threw the old ones out. I was going to get them on Sunday, but got held up helping Carrie shop for a date," I said. I am really good at lying. As I mentally patted myself on the back for such good lying abilities, I saw Kirstin rummage through my stuff some more. "Your wardrobe seems a little thinner too. Where's the suit I got you from my last trip?" she asked. Oh my god! I can't believe I let Carrie throw that suit out. Kirstin must have seen the look of worry on my face. "What's going on with your wardrobe Eva?" she asked. "I...um." I was so busted. Oh, wait. "It's a little embarrassing, babe. I was feeling so horny last weekend when I was cleaning out my wardrobe that I threw out everything I thought was not sexy enough. I just wanted to be dressed sexier for you. I am sorry for being inconsiderate and throwing that suit out," I said. "It's ok, babe. It's actually more than ok. I mean, you were doing it for me. How about I get you something sexier the next time I am out for a trip?" she said. She's the best girlfriend ever. She's amazing in bed, amazing in her job and amazing in making me feel amazing. "Best girlfriend ever," I said as I kissed and then hugged her. "Shit! I am late for work. I got to go babe. See you after work," I said as I moved quickly towards the garage door. I picked up my black coat and put it on as I entered my car. I exited the garage and drove towards school. Kirstin is so amazing, why did I ever feel the need to be with Carrie. Carrie never made me feel the way Kirstin just did. Kirstin makes me feel loved and cared for. While Carrie made me feel... I don't know what she made me feel. But I have to end it with her. I drove uneventfully till I reached the school gate. I parked my car. Determined, I moved towards the elevator and pressed the button. I reached the fifth floor and looked at my watch. There was still five minutes before my first class. I moved towards Carrie's room and knocked. "Come in," she said. I entered and looked at her looking pleased to see my outfit. I was not wearing this for her. "On time for a change, slut," she said. "We need to talk, Carrie." I interrupted her. She looked surprised, then angry and then calm, ready to listen to what I had to say. "I can't do this anymore. I cannot submit to you," I said. "What happened, Eva? Not two days ago you seemed too eager to please me, do anything for me and now you say you can't do this. Did I push you too far too quick?" she asked looking disappointed. The look on her face almost made me take all I said till now back. But I cannot. I have to do this for Kirstin. "No, you didn't push me too far. It's me. I realized that I am not the type of person to cheat on my girlfriend. I can't be with you while I am still with Kirstin. I won't leave Kirstin because I love her. So I have to end this, Carrie. If ending this means ending our friendship than I guess I have one less friend now." I said. It felt pretty good. She looked to be in deep thought. She looked at me with disappointment and then a frown appeared on her face. "If that's what you want Eva, than I guess our relationship is over. You are right, I can't be friends with you knowing that you still have feelings for me so it would be better for both of us if we part ways here," she said sounding very mechanical. Gone was the disappointed look on her face and gone was the frown. "Then this is goodbye, Carrie," I said as I exited her office. Well that went rather efficiently. I thought she would at least fight a little for me to continue to be her submissive. But at least I was free from the burden of cheating on Kirstin. I felt good about what I had done. Feeling happy and relieved, I walked into my classroom and prepared for my first class. The room filled soon and I started teaching. The entire day went uneventfully. I sat through lunch in my classroom, half expecting Carrie to send me new instructions. But it never came. As the final bell rang and the work day ended, I quickly gathered my stuff and cleaned my desk. I locked my classroom and exited the school building. I drove home planning my evening with Kirstin. I'm planning on taking her to her favorite Italian restaurant. After that I'll take her to a lesbian bar downtown called Meow Mix. That bar will totally get both of us in the mood. I reached home and parked the car in the garage. I was expecting Kirstin to attack me with kisses, but she was not home. That's weird. She's usually home resting after returning from a business trip. Maybe she had some work at the office. I decided to set up the test paper for Friday. It took me an hour to prepare the question paper and the key for it. As I locked the paper in my study drawer, I looked at the clock. It was four pm. Kirstin was still not home. I decided to call her to remind her of our plans for this evening. I called but she didn't pick up. Well if she is late, at least I'll be the one to be angry with her. I decided to take a long bath and prepare myself for the date. As I lay in the bathtub, my hands started roaming around my pussy. I was very horny. I had not cum for days excluding this morning. I delicately touched my pussy and could feel the heat radiating from it. As I rubbed my clit relentlessly, I used the fingers of my other hand to stimulate my slit. I inserted a finger into my pussy, then two, then three and soon I had four fingers in my pussy. That was a first for me. Despite four fingers in my pussy and constant rubbing of my clit, I still couldn't cum. I was close, just not close enough. I thought about inserting my entire fist but I got scared. I stopped frustratingly and looked for something else to make me cum. I thought about taking out my trusty vibrator but decided against it. A vibrator was just too conventional. I decided to use the flowing water to stimulate my clit. I adjusted my legs in such a way that the water fell directly on my clit. I know this sounds conventional but I have never done it before so for me, it was not. As the water fell directly on my clit, I could feel my orgasm approaching. I was very close. I could almost feel the orgasm washing over me. This was going to be a big one. "You started without me?" It was Kirstin. I opened my eyes and as I looked at her, it finally happened. I felt a mindboggling orgasm wash over me. It lasted a good ten seconds before it started to subside. I turned the tap off as my clit felt too sensitive. This was really amazing. "I just couldn't wait." I said smiling in the afterglow of my orgasm. "That was a big one, wasn't it? What were you thinking about E?" "Nothing, actually. I was just focused on my orgasm. But I think you watching might have intensified things," I said as I stepped out of the bathtub, naked and wet, just like this morning. Kirstin moved closer to me about to kiss me when I put my finger in front of her mouth. "Not before we have a romantic evening, babe. Not before I have teased you to the point that you just can't control it," I said. She licked the finger I put there to shush her and tasted my pussy juices still coating it. "I can't control it, already" she said smiling charmingly. "Well, you'll have to wait some more then," I said as I wrapped a towel around me and moved out of the bathroom into the bedroom. I opened my wardrobe to look for an appropriate dress for the evening. All I found was a little black dress. It was very hot, but without any underwear, it was going to be difficult not to flash my pussy. I decided to wear it anyway. I have to get some underwear and some more sensible clothes. I dried myself with the towel and put on some makeup. Kirstin walked out of the bathroom staring at me. "You look amazing," she said. I blushed. "I'm not even dressed yet." "That's part of the reason you look so amazing," she said. I wore the black dress without any underwear and bra. "You can borrow my underwear and bra, you slut. You can't hope to spend the evening in that dress without underwear, without flashing your snatch to anyone who is looking," she said. "I'm not going to spend the night adjusting loose underwear under my dress. And maybe I want to flash my stuff to people tonight," I said, winking. "Now go get dressed. We have a reservation at 6:30 pm." Reluctantly, Kirstin left the room to get dressed and I applied the finishing touches on my makeup. I wore black four-inch heels with the dress. They were the tallest heels I have. They are painful to walk in but make me feel very sexy which the point of tonight was. I put on a long coat over the dress before leaving. It gets very chilly in the evening. Better safe than sorry. Kirstin was waiting for me outside already sitting in the passenger side of my car. It's amazing how great she can look with very little effort in time. We drove to our favorite Italian restaurant talking about my day and her business trip. In no time, we arrived at the restaurant with about five minutes to spare. Luckily our reserved table was empty. It was a weekday after all. Most people have something 'better' to do than have a date with someone special on a weekday. We sat at our table, Kirstin in front of me and we ordered our food. As we waited for our food to arrive, my phone buzzed. I had received an email. It was Carrie. What was she writing to me about? I'm sure it is about how much she misses me and wants me back as her submissive but I am going to say no. I can't do that to Kirstin. I love her too much. "I love you babe," I said. She smiled and said, "I love you too, E." I opened the email. There was an attachment and a message in the email. The message said to open the attachment first before reading ahead. I opened the attachment. It was a picture of me standing naked in the staff bathroom with rubber bands over my nipples. The picture clearly showed my face and the fact that I was in the staff toilet at the school. I quickly closed the attachment and read the rest of the message. "Slut, There are more pictures of you in the toilet as well as in my office. If you do not want them on the internet or sent to the principal, then do as I say. Treat everything that happened this morning as if it never happened. You are still my submissive slut, following my every command. I don't care what you think or want. I want you to go to the bathroom of the restaurant you are in, then into the last stall and then strip there and wait for further instructions. Comply or the first person I send this to will be Kirstin. I don't think she will be happy to see them after I tell her what happened between us. Mistress" I was shocked. How could she do this to me? I thought she loved me but all she was doing was using my naivety to fulfill her own desires. How could I be so stupid? Why didn't I notice the cameras in the bathroom and the office? I trusted her and she is now blackmailing me. What am I going to do? I can't let her send these photos to Kirstin. I can't lose her. I can't let her send them to the scumbag principal either. It will not only cost me my job and probably my career but also cause a lot of humiliation. I have to follow her instructions. I will follow them tonight and then talk to her tomorrow. I'll convince her somehow to end all this. I excused myself to go to the toilet. As I entered the ladies room I noticed two more women standing outside touching up their makeup. Without saying anything, I entered the farthest stall from the door and bolted it. I removed my coat first and put it on the toilet neatly. I could feel myself getting aroused from the thought of getting naked in the toilet with those woman still standing outside. I peeled off my dress quickly and then removed my heels. I stood in the toilet stark naked aroused and scared at the same time. I waited for further instructions for about two minutes before my phone buzzed again. It was mistress. "Good job slut. I can see you followed my instructions fully. There is a marker hid behind the toilet inside the stall. I want you to use this marker to write "Lesbian Whore" on your stomach. After writing, put the marker back where you found it. Then take your little black dress and put it inside the toilet but don't flush. You will be leaving the stall dressed only in your long coat with nothing underneath. Spend the rest of you dinner waiting my next instruction." She can't expect me to really put my dress inside the toilet. I looked for the marker and sure enough it was there. I uncapped it and wrote the disgusting words on my stomach. After that I put the marker behind the toilet where I found it. Reluctantly I threw my black dress into the toilet. I looked at my watch and realized I had been gone for over 5 minutes now. Kirstin will get suspicious if I don't return soon. I quickly put on the heels and the long coat. I buttoned the coat all the way from my chest to well below my crotch. I walked out of the stall and the two women were gone. I looked at myself in the mirror. I looked exactly like I did with the dress. With the coat buttoned, there was no telling if I was naked underneath. Pleased with my outfit, I walked out of the bathroom and towards my table. "What took you so long?" Kirstin asked. The food had already arrived. "I was redoing my makeup to make myself look sexier for you babe," I said. "Let's eat." As we ate in silence, I started to think. How did Carrie know which restaurant I was going to be in? How did she know I was in the stall naked? There has to be someone here working with her. This means that someone other than me knows I am naked underneath this coat. This thought was making me wet. As we were eating dessert, I decided to just take Kirstin home and not the bar. With my state of clothing, going to the bar could be very risky. As we finished desert, Kirstin looked at me expectedly. "So, where are we going for dancing?" she asked. "How about we skip dancing and go straight to lots of kissing babe?" I said. That's All She Said Ch. 03 "It's a very tempting offer, E but I am in the mood for dancing. Please let's go dancing at a club or a bar," she said. "Babe, I am feeling really horny and I don't think I can handle the club. Please take me home and make love to me," I whispered sensually. That convinced her. She quickly paid the bill and, holding my hand, moved towards the car. As I handed her the keys to my car and sat at the passenger side, my phone buzzed. It was mistress again. I opened the message and read it. "Go to the Meow Mix bar with your 'girlfriend'. Enjoy yourself. Get drunk and dance. Wait for my next set of instructions." That's all she said. "Hey, you know what? If my girlfriend feels like dancing we'll go dancing. Let's go to the Meow Mix," I said just as we were about to leave the restaurant parking. "You are the best, E," she said. We drove for about a half hour before we arrived at the Meow Mix. Let me tell you a little about the Meow Mix. It's a lesbian bar famous for its rowdy crowd, cheap drinks and great music. The sexual energy in this place is always off the charts. It's a wonder how most couples avoid having sex on the dance floor itself in this kind of atmosphere. So naturally both Kirstin and I love this place. Even on an otherwise mundane weekday, this place was full of people, drinking and dancing uninhibitedly. Getting in was easy as we were regulars. Once inside, Kirstin went straight for the bar which was unlike her because she generally hates getting drunk. Once there, she ordered shots. "Why are you still wearing that coat?" she said as she looked at me seductively. "Take it off." "No, I'm fine. I'm; just a little cold. I think I'll keep the coat on a little longer." As the shots arrived, she quickly drank hers and asked me to do the same. I drank one reluctantly. I need to have my wits about me if I plan on not flashing my body throughout the club. I have to be careful. As I drank the first shot, Kirstin had already ordered me another set. Soon we both were drunk as a skunk. Now it was time to dance. Feeling my inhibitions wash away I pulled Kirstin by her hand to the dance floor. Once there, we started dancing. I could feel the air flowing inside my coat, wrapping around my body. It made me feel more than naked. I was getting aroused, and in my aroused and uninhibited state, I told Kirstin, "I'm not wearing anything under this coat." I whispered this into her ear, wrapping my hands around her neck. Her eyes widened. "Prove it," She said giggling. I looked around. I was surrounded by a lot of sexy women. They were all busy dancing. Some were making out on the dance floor itself. I think I can get away with flashing Kirstin my tits on the dance floor. Looking coyly at her I slowly unbuttoned the coat from top to just below my breasts. I pulled the coat aside and flashed Kirstin one of my boobs. Suddenly her expressions changed. "You really are naked under that coat, aren't you, you slut?" she said. "I can't wait to have you." Just then I remembered I was to wait for further instructions from mistress. I have to slow this down. I have to get Kirstin to spend some more time here. "How about some more dancing? I don't think I am done teasing you just yet," I said. We kept on dancing as the sexual tension between us escalated to new heights. I kept on trying to check my phone but Kirstin kept interrupting. I made an excuse and went to the ladies room. Surely there was a message from mistress. "I hope you are enjoying yourself slut. Your next and final task for the evening is going to be a tough one. I want to you to go the ladies room. Remove your coat once inside. Remove the 'lesbian whore' written on your stomach with some wet wipes. Then with the coat in your hand, leave the ladies room, walk to your girlfriend and leave the club with her still naked. Once outside, you can get put the coat back on. You have the rest of the night to yourself. Enjoy, slut and do not disappoint me." I was horny beyond belief and in my current drunk state, this task didn't seem that difficult. Before I got cold feet, I quickly removed the coat and using the wet wipes, removed the markings on my stomach. It didn't fully disappear but was lightened to the point that only someone looking very closely would notice it. Just then, the door to the ladies room opened. Two women, a blonde and a brunette entered the room kissing and groping each other. They didn't notice me at first. But when they did, their eyes widened and they stopped what they were doing. Feeling brave and horny, I walked up to them. I touched my wet cunt with the index finger covering it with my juices and then put the finger near blonde one's mouth. She froze for a minute before extending her tongue and licking my finger. I repeated the same with the brunette. Then without saying anything and with the coat over my hand, I left the ladies room still naked. Once I got outside, my confidence crashed. Suddenly everyone in the club was staring at my nude body. As I walked through the crowd on the dance floor, I noticed the surprised faces. I received looks of shock, lust and disgust from the women surrounding me. There were some cat calls and some rude comments but I didn't care. I was focused on my task - find Kirstin and leave the club with her, naked. I saw her through the crowd standing by herself at the bar. She didn't notice me at first, but when she did a smile appeared on her face. Thank god she thought this was sexy. Once I got close to her, I felt safe and secure. I got some of my confidence back. I leaned towards her and kissed her; not a peck, a proper kiss. It was the moment our kiss ended that I suddenly noticed that everyone was still looking at me, hooting and hollering. I was scared. Kirstin noticed the look of fright on my face. She grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the crowd towards the exit. Once we were out of the club and as we walked towards our car, Kirstin pulled me in for a deep wet kiss. "What's gotten into you?" she said. "Well whatever it is, it's amazing. I can't wait any longer, Eva." She kissed me again as her hands roamed freely over my body. She grabbed my boobs, squeezed them and pinched my nipples. I dropped my coat on the floor and used my now free hands to hold her. She attacked my nipples with her mouth, nibbling and kissing the right one before doing the same with the left. She pushed me against the hood of our car. I sat on the hood and spread my legs. I felt her hand on my pussy, rubbing my clit as she continued the attack on my nipples. I moved my hands to the hem of her skirt, pulling it up and rubbing her pussy through her panties. We continued in this position for about ten minutes till we were both close to cumming. Her breathing was faster and I could feel her pussy juices flowing through her panties. Pushing aside her panties, I inserted two fingers inside of her in an attempt to get her off. We both came together, quickly and violently. I screamed through what can only be described as the best orgasm of my life. I guess being naked under the coat the entire night, then walking naked through a club full of women and fucking my girlfriend still naked in a parking lot was all too arousing. After our sexual arousal cooled down, we finally got into the car and drove back home. "Wow! I can't believe we just did that," I said, still naked on the passenger side. "That was amazing, E. This was the best date ever," she said, giggling. "Seriously though E, you are amazing." I smiled. She has this way of always making me feel loved no matter what. I was very tired from our fucking session in the parking lot. I dozed off in the car. Once we reached home, Kirstin woke me up. We made love twice before finally calling it a night. The next morning, I woke to the sound of my phone vibrating. It was 4:30 AM. I looked at the phone. It was a message from mistress. "Meet me at school in an hour. Don't be late." That's all she said. Still tired from my escapades last night, I reluctantly left the bed and made my way to take a quick shower. If I have any hope of getting to school in an hour I will have to be quick. I have to get to school, talk to Carrie and convince her not to do this. I can't continue this. She'll have to listen to reason. She can't.. no, she won't blackmail me. She cares for me. As I was getting dressed, Kirstin opened her eyes and looked at me, still lying in our bed. "What time is it?" she asked. "It's a quarter to five. I have to go early today and prepare the exam paper for Friday. I didn't get much work done yesterday, did I?" I lied. "Oh. Okay. Drive safe," she said as she went back to sleep. I left the house just in time to reach the school at the correct time. Five minutes before five thirty, I finally arrived at the school. I was about to park my car in the staff parking, when I received another message. "Park your car in the parking lot a block down from here and walk back to school. Meet me at the back gate." That's weird. Why would she want me to park my car so far away? I decided to comply before I could talk with her and clear everything up. Walking back from the parking lot took me five minutes. At precisely five thirty, I was standing at the back gate of the school, but there was no sign of mistress. I waited for another ten minutes, but I was getting restless. Just as I was about to leave, I heard her coming. "Strip." That's all she said as she walked towards me. "No, first we need to talk," I said firmly. I am going to put an end to this today. "We'll talk when I say we will. For now, STRIP," she said. I was surprised by the authority in her voice. I felt like a little girl being scolded by her mom. I looked around. It was still isolated. No one will be at school for another half hour. I stripped, removing what little clothing I had. She held her hand in front, I handed her my shirt, skirt and coat, standing naked in front of the school back gate. I was getting aroused. I could feel my nipples hardening as my pussy moistened. "Get on all fours and follow me. Be quick. We don't have much time. I'm sure you don't want to be caught like this," she said as she entered the school through the back gate. I got on all fours as I followed her into the school. She led me straight to the principal's office. She opened the door with her key, and led me inside. Why did she have the key to the principal's office? More importantly, why was I here? "I want you to get up, climb on the desk, spread your legs and pretend you are masturbating," she said. "You can't be serious. I am not doing that, Carrie," I said as I got up confidently. "If you want your clothes back, do as I say. And if you question my authority on more time slut, I swear to god I will leave you like this in the school and send all the photos I have to Kirstin and all your friends and family," she said coldly. How did I not see this side to Carrie? She's such a bitch. But she was right, I have no choice, I can't afford to defy her. Reluctantly, I climbed on the principal's desk. I spread my legs and moved my hands between my legs, pretending to masturbate. "Spread them all the way. And pretend like you are enjoying this because I'm sure you are." I spread my legs as far as I could and started to move my hands as if I was masturbating. Carrie pulled out a video camera from her purse and started filming. I wanted to stop, I really did. I know all I was doing was giving her more material to blackmail me with, but I couldn't risk her walking out and leaving me like this. The keys to my car were also in my jacket. Accidently, I touched my pussy while pretending. God, it felt so good. Soon I was actually touching myself. I was getting wet as my hand moved vigorously over my pussy. An orgasm was approaching and it was a big one. Just as I was about to cum, I felt Carrie pull my hand away. "Did I allow you to cum?" she said, looking at me furiously. "I should have known better after last night, a slut like you just can't control yourself." She put the video camera away but took out her phone and snapped a few pictures of me in this vulnerable position. We left the principal's office which smelled like my vagina. Surely as big a pervert as our principal is, he will notice this. I followed Carrie on all fours around back to the auditorium. Once we were there, Carrie asked me to go to the stage and pose. I knew better than to question her again, so I complied. I posed several times, with each pose more provocative than the other as she clicked more pictures of me on the stage. I glanced at the clock and realized that it was time for the staff to arrive. I was getting scared. I can't afford to lose my job, especially not like this. Carrie must have noticed my concern as she looked at her wrist watch. "Follow me to my office and stay behind me. I'll make sure you don't get caught by the cleaning staff," she said as she left the auditorium. I followed her, on all fours, as fast as I could. She took the stairs to the fifth floor. Just as we opened the door on reaching our destination floor, she stopped. "Hey, How are you Jo?" she said. I hid behind the door. Shit! Jo is a physics teacher. I hate her; she's always been a bitch to me about me being a lesbian. She's always teasing me about checking her out and not being able to keep it in my pants. Yes, she is very hot, but her arrogance is off putting and, frankly speaking, a little bit of a turn off for me. She is tall and lean, with a very beautiful face. But her biggest assets are her well-proportioned boobs and ass. At five foot and eight inches, she easily towers over me, but her 34D breast and round bubble butt make me feel like a little boy. Yes, I know I have checked her out more times than I care to admit, but can you really blame me? "What's up?" Jo asked. "Where's your best friend, Eva?" "She's late as usual," Carrie said. "I've got to tell you, Carrie to be careful of her. You're new. You don't know her. She's a vixen when it comes to women. She made a move on me first, but I stopped her. You have to be careful because I think she has her sights on you." That bitch! I never made a move on her. I felt like punching her, but controlled myself when I remembered that I was still naked. "I will, don't worry," Carrie said. "See you later." I heard Jo leave. "She's gone, you can come out. The coast is clear," Carrie said. I quietly followed her to her office. Once inside, she bolted the door. "Now say what you want to say," Carrie said. "I can't do this Carrie, please; I can't do this to Kirstin. Please don't force me to do this." "You don't have a choice, Eva. I hold all the cards here. I have the photographs and the videos and I will distribute them if you defy me one more time." "I thought you were my friend, you cared for me. Why are you doing this?" I asked, hurt. I really thought she would back down. I can't believe I made such a horrible judgment of her character. This is what happens when you think with your cunt. "Because I like doing this. I like having control over your life and most importantly, I am doing this because I CAN." I stayed quiet, too shocked with the recent turn of events to say anything. "Now, as for your next set of instructions. I want you to call Principal Red and tell him you are sick and can't make it to work today. You'll be spending the day with me in my office naked serving me," she said. I don't think my mind could register any more shock as I felt this was not that bad. I called and told Mr. Red that I was not feeling too well and that I'll be on leave for today. He made a few sexual remarks over the phone - that pervert - but he did grant me my sick leave. "I am now going to open this door. You can stay in front of my desk on all fours if you want but I think you'll prefer staying under my desk to guard yourself from being seen by anyone coming. I get a lot of visitors, being the supply manager. So it's your choice." She said this as if the first option was really worth considering. I crawled my way under her desk, feeling scared. She came around the desk to sit on her chair. She adjusted her legs so that there was one on either side of me. She then opened her drawer and took out a bowl. Handing the bowl to me she said, "You can pee in it if you like or pee yourself, I really don't care. But remember if you get the floor dirty you are going to be the one to clean it with your tongue. You are not leaving this office today no matter what." I took the bowl and kept it on the floor. I had a feeling this was going to be a long day. To be continued... That's All She Said Ch. 04 This is going to be the penultimate chapter in this series. I would like to thank all my readers and encourage you once more to vote, they help keep us amateur writers motivated. This story contains elements of BDSM, blackmail, public humiliation and degradation. If that is not what you like please don't read any further. As always vote and leave comments. I would love to know where you want the story to go next. Feedback is always appreciated. Enjoy. ***** How did I get here? How could I let things get so out of control? I was in Carries office, under her work desk, naked as the day I was born. I was in the very place I work in, the place where I meet my colleagues every day. Anyone of them could walk in at any moment, after all Carrie is the supply manager. She probably has the busiest job in the school. What would happen if someone walked in? The desk did guard me from the front and the sides but if anyone came around the desk to talk to her, I would be caught. All this was going through my head when I felt it. I felt Carries toe against my nipple. They were hard as diamonds. She manipulated my nipples with her toes, grabbing them with her feet and groping them. I felt degraded and humiliated. Here I was a school teacher crouching under a desk at my own school, naked and vulnerable, groped and teased by the feet of the very person who is blackmailing me. I felt like shoving her feet away but decided against it. She still holds all the cards, I can't make my move unless I know how to get out of this situation. Slowly I felt her move her feet, tracing the outline of my breast with her toe. She moved towards my midriff, teasing as she touched the skin just above my clit. All this stimulation was clouding my judgment. Suddenly I was feeling less hostile towards my captor and was starting to feel hornier. I needed release. I felt humiliated. Why was I getting aroused by this degrading behavior? Why did I want to masturbate? I moved my hands towards my clit ready to have my release when she slapped my breast with her feet. Ouch! "Don't you dare, you slut." That's all she said. I was scared. I didn't want to piss her off, not in my current situation. Do as you are told Eva, endure this till you can go home and figure a way out of this situation. I felt like crying, but I am not going to give this bitch the satisfaction of breaking me. She resumed her efforts, moving her feet back towards my crotch. She rubbed my clit with her toe, increasing my arousal with each stroke. "Look at you, Eva. What a pathetic sight you make, eagerly waiting for an orgasm while I rub my dirty toe against you clit. You are nothing but a dirty whore, aren't you?" she said. I whimpered as I felt myself moving closer to my orgasm. All this dirty talk was making me hornier by the second. I truly felt like a slut, humping against another woman's dirty foot. "Tell me Eva, tell me what you are" she said. "I am a dirty lesbian whore." I mumbled. "What? I didn't hear you properly. Say it loudly and clearly." "I am a dirty lesbian whore, who will do anything to cum. "I said shouting as I felt the orgasm finally wash over me. Her rubbing stopped as she moved her foot towards my snatch covering it with my cum. "You truly are a slut who will do anything for an orgasm, aren't you?" she said. "Yes!" I heaved as the orgasm finally subsided. She moved her foot towards my mouth. I eagerly lapped at it, licking my cum from her foot. Where did this come from? Why was I acting as such a slut? Why was this degrading behavior arousing me so much? I cannot believe all it took for me to cum was her toe. I felt dirty just thinking about it. Just then I heard the door open. Shit! Who could it be? I heard a woman's voice. "Hey Carrie. Could I get a new set of markers?" it was Jo. Shit! She hates me and wouldn't give away this opportunity to humiliate me if she discovered me under the table. "These new ones don't last very long. The previous ones lasted a lot longer." Jo said. Carrie got up from the chair and walked towards the cupboard at the opposite end of the room. Suddenly I felt exposed. I could see the sunlight falling over my naked body illuminating it and making me realize just how naked I was. My rival was standing just a few feet from me and could discover me at any moment. I stayed as quite as I could, hoping that this nightmare would soon end. "So did you hear, Eva called in sick today?" Carrie said. What was she doing? Why was she stalling this? Why doesn't she just get the damn marker box and hand it to the bitch? "Yeah I did. Trust me she's sick but not the way she called in for. She is probably lapping at some dirty cunt, lezzing her ass out somewhere at this very moment. She is just a horny slut, who will do anything to get release." She said. I felt degraded by what she said. That bitch! Part of the reason I was so pissed off was because she was right. I was lezzing my ass out naked under the desk just a few feet from her. "You are probably right. I have noticed her give dirty looks to almost all women around her. That slut just can't keep it in her pants." Carrie said. I didn't understand the sudden change in her attitude in just a day. It seemed like all she wanted to do was humiliate me and she was succeeding. I could feel Jo smiling. "I think we are out of markers here. You wait while I get some from the supply room. "I was shocked. She's going to leave me all alone under the desk naked with Jo still in the room. Now I was truly scared. I heard the door open and Carrie walked out. Suddenly there was silence in the room. I heard Jo walk, was she walking towards me? She came to a halt right above me, I heard her pick something from the desk. All that was hiding me from her view was the desk. If she came around the desk she would discover me. After what seemed like eternity the door opened once again, I prayed it was Carrie. The thought of someone else discovering me like this was too terrifying. "Here you go." It was Carrie, I assumed she handed Jo the markers. I was relieved when I finally heard footsteps walking out of the room. Once she was gone, I heard the door being closed. "It's a little disappointing she didn't find you. That girl really hates you a lot. It would be interesting to see her reaction to see you like this, don't you think?" she said. I stayed quite, but I was getting really pissed off. She left me alone with that bitch, she really could have discovered me. That would have been the end of my career. "Come out, Eva." That's all she said. I froze, she can't expect me to come out with the door not bolted. Anyone could walk right in and discover me. I stayed in my place. "Don't make me repeat myself E, it would not go down well for you." She said sternly. "I won't come out Carrie, not until you bolt the door." "If you don't come out at once, I will call Mr. Red and tell him that I found you like this in my office. You will lose your job and the humiliation would be beyond belief slut. So I am asking you one last time, COME OUT." I felt helpless, I have to do exactly what she says. Reluctantly, I crawled out from under the table. I tried to get up, but my legs felt weak from being crouched for too long. "No need to get up, you can crawl your way to me." She was standing right in front of the door. Slowly I crawled my way to her, shaking from fear as I did so. All that was going through my head was, that anyone could barge in right now and see me like this. Once I reached there, I stayed on all fours awaiting her next instructions. But they never came. She simply walked away from me towards her desk and sat down once again. I stayed frozen in front of the door totally naked. I was too scared to ask her anything. I must have stayed in this position for about ten minutes before there was a knock on the door. It startled me. I looked towards Carrie, expecting her to ask me to hide under the desk or in the closet. But she simply looked at me and said, "Aren't you going to open the door, slut?" She can't be serious, she can't expect me to open the door like this. "Please. Don't make me do it." I begged pathetically, that was all I could do. She looked at me clearly amused by my situation. "Ok, hide where you want to, I will get the door. Be quick I am not going to wait for you to hide." She said as she walked towards the door. Quickly I walked towards her desk and crawled under it once again. She opened the door, I heard her say something but it was not audible. She walked out of the room and closed the door behind her. Who was it? Did they see me before I hid completely? I was still hiding under the desk hoping that Carrie would soon come back alone. It took her five minutes before she finally came back. Quietly she walked back towards her desk and sat down. She looked at me, smiling on seeing me scared and vulnerable. "You look so beautiful Eva, just like you are right now, scared and aroused, angry but vulnerable. You were meant to be like this." I beg to differ, I am meant to be teaching English to my students in my classroom. She was difficult to understand. One moment she is a relentless bitch who enjoys making my life a living hell and at the other moment she is complimenting me and showing me compassion. I thought it was better to stay quiet and pout so I did exactly that. After some time I saw her rising in her chair slightly, pulling down her panties. She put them in her purse before she looked down at me once again, this time with hunger. I could feel the heat radiating from her pussy, she was very aroused. It seemed that thinking about me crouching under her desk nude on her command had turned her on immensely. With me still under the desk she wrapped her legs around me pulling me in towards her snatch. I knew what she wanted. I didn't want to do it, but I had no choice. I extended my tongue slowly in the anticipation of her pussy. When it finally came in contact, I lapped at it as hard as possible determined to make her cum soon. She tasted different today, a lot less pleasant than she did the last time. She was saltier, it almost made me barf, but I controlled myself. Maybe, how you feel about someone changes the way that person tastes. Maybe, or maybe she had peed recently and what I was tasting was essentially a mixture of her piss and pussy juices. Latter made me question whether doing all this was really worth the trouble. I tried to pull back, but she was pulling me tightly with her legs. Resigned at my fate I continued my efforts, though with a lot less enthusiasm. I am sure my face was red, partly from the lack of blood flow out of my head and the other from the shame. After all I was a grown woman, licking another woman's pussy which I am pretty sure is soaking with piss. After what felt like an hour but was actually somewhere around ten minutes, there was a knock on the door. I stopped immediately scared of being discovered, I tried to back up into the desk but Carrie pulled me back in. The door opened and I heard the clacking of heels. I feared it was Jo again, but it was someone else. "Hi Carrie, how are you?" It was Karen, principal Reds assistant. She is a sweet girl, around 21 always in a happy mood. She has always been nice to me, but I doubt that would be the case if she caught me like this. She reminded me of a stereotype cheerleader, always so chipper and outgoing. Just like a cheerleader she mostly wears short skirts, so short that I often wonder how she gets away with them being a staff member. "I'm good, what brings you to my office Karen." Carrie was still breathing heavily and it was quite obvious in her voice. There was a little pause, I think she suspected something. "You wanted to get some requisition forms signed for the new library books signed, I thought I'd swing by and get it from you." I decided to have some fun, Carrie obviously was very near to her orgasm when Karen interrupted. I decided to resume my efforts with her still in the room. I leaned in, between Carries still open legs and went straight for her pussy. "That's so thoughtful of yo-!!?" she gasped at the first touch. That only encouraged me more, she had humiliated and degraded me all morning, and it's only fair if I do the same by making her cum in front of Karen. I lapped at her pussy relentlessly using every trick I knew to bring her to a volcanic orgasm. "You okay, Carrie? You seem a little light headed." "I..um..good just-a... little... tired, had-a.. late night... with friends." She mumbled, she was getting close I could sense it. "Been there, done that." Karen said. I attacked her clit with my fingers. That along with my tongue was enough to send her over the edge. She came, barely keeping it together as I felt her shake, it's a mystery how she stayed so quite. Still shaking Carrie opened the drawer in her desk, picked up the requisition forms and handed them to Karen. "Thanks for helping me out." "Anytime." Karen said as she turned and started walking towards the door. "Take care. I'll see you later." Finally she left the room closing the door behind her. "You fuckin' slut" Carrie said as she pushed me away by kicking me in the gut, not very hard just a playful kick. "You can't get enough of me, can you? Making me cum in front of Karen, that was so slutty of you. If you wanted me so bad all you had to do was ask." She said smirking. NO. That was not what I was going for. I wanted her to suffer, to be humiliated the way I had been. "It's great to see you finally getting into it, you can deny it all you want but I know what you truly want." She said beaming. What had I done? Was I really enjoying it? The hard nipples and moist pussy seem to indicate so. She got up from her chair and went straight for the door. She bolted it before asking me to come out again. Crawling out from under the desk with a sense of fear and anticipation I finally stood in front of her. She was smiling, that's the first time I have seen her this happy all morning. Was she right? Was I really finally getting into it? Before I could complete my chain of thought, she walked towards me, pulled me in by the waist and kissed me hard. Without thinking I reciprocated. She's a wonderful kisser. Wait, what?! As soon as I realized what I was doing I pushed her away. "No, Carrie. I can't do this, I love Kirstin. I will not hurt her." She grabbed my nipples tightly and twisted them. "Oh stop the charade E, you want this as much as I do. You are enjoying this, it's clearly visible." She said as she let go of nipples and moved her free hand towards my snatch. Massaging my outer lips with her fingers she continued, "See, it's clearly visible. Stop fighting me and give in completely." She was wrong, my body may betray me but I knew exactly what I wanted. I wanted out of this, I wanted to go home to my gorgeous girlfriend and be with her. I thought about telling her all this, but decided otherwise. It was not wise to piss the only person who has access to my clothes. But I couldn't give in either. I couldn't let go of the last bit of self-respect I had. So I stayed quite. She looked at me expectedly for the longest time before, I saw disappointment appear on her face. Quickly she changed her expression to the one that I had seen all morning. I could sense the shift in her tone as she said, "This is getting boring, slut. You have been in this office all morning and no one caught you. I think you are starting to get a little too comfortable here. A change is in order." I didn't like where this was going. She looked at her watch and said," Five minutes before recess starts. I am going to give you back your clothes, you can wear them if you want or not it's your choice. I want you to go to the basement staff parking, find a white ford fusion there and wait behind it." This was perfect, this was the opportunity I was waiting for. I can finally make a break for it, go home and figure out how to get out of this mess. I high-fived myself mentally for my brilliant escape plan but I guess Carrie had already thought of this. "Before you think of this as an opportunity to go home, let me propose something. If you do exactly what you are told, I will permanently delete two of your photographs." She knew she had me before she even said anything. This could be the way I get out of this. Do what she says and slowly all my photographs would be deleted. I was seriously considering this, after all this was the only option I had. "I am not going to force you to do this, I want you to do this willingly. I will delete the promised photographs once you complete the task. If you decide not to do this, I will make sure they reach all the interested parties." She said coldly. This was just an illusion of choice, no way was I going to choose the second option. Dejectedly I hung my head, she handed me my clothes and mobile phone. "Once you get there, text me and I'll send you further instructions. Hurry, you don't want to be caught by a staff member wearing that." She was right. The top was too tight and clearly displayed my erect nipples and the skirt was too short. I had to be careful, and quick. I will have ten minutes after the bell for the recess rings to get to the basement parking, if I want to avoid my colleagues. Carrie left her office, leaving me behind waiting for the bell to ring. I was scared, once I get out of this room, there will be nothing guarding me. Anyone, student or teacher could see me in my current state and that will surely raise a lot of questions. RING!! It was time, quickly I opened the door slightly to look around. The hallway was filled with students. Shit!! This was not good, I can't go out like this. But I have to get to the basement, I have to get the pictures deleted. I had an idea, quickly I tied my hair into a high ponytail. I looked at myself in the mirror in Carries office, I looked very different. I looked like a student, yes this could work. If I am careful enough they will not notice me and think I am just one of them. I left the room and went straight for the corner stairs. They were my best option, hardly ever used and went all the way to the ground floor from where parking was very close. I walked briskly, trying to be careful. It was difficult not to flash my pussy in such a short skirt but I managed somehow. I got a lot of leering glances from boys and dirty looks from some of the girls but I didn't care. None of them recognized me, they just thought I was some dirty slut who studied with them. This was going well. I was about to reach the corner stairs when I heard someone call me out. "Hey you. What's your name?" It was Amanda, the head cheerleader. She was eighteen and a senior but didn't take my class and luckily didn't recognize me. But what was I going to say, I panicked. "I...i'm Kirstin." I said timidly. Fuck!! Why did I just use my girlfriend's name? Well it was better than using my own. "Whatever!" she said, " Just tell me this, do you dress like a whore because you are one, or you just want attention so much that you would walk around the school wearing that top with no bra." I was shocked. How can she talk to me like that? I was about to scold her but remembered, I was disguised as one of them right now. Her comment, had grabbed the attention of many students who stood in their place all looking at me. I have to get out of this. "Sorry. I'm sorry." I said timidly and turned ready to leave. That's when I fell straight on my face, she had pushed me! The humiliation of falling was multiplied a hundred folds by the fact that falling had caused my short skirt to bunch up around my waist and my ass was on full display to any student who could see. "Oh my god!! She's not wearing any panties either. What a slut!" she laughed and everyone laughed with her. My face was red, this was my nightmare. The humiliation was so intense that I had started to shiver. I got up somehow, and with my skirt still bunched up I ran towards the corner staircase. I was running as tears were running down my face. I could hear the rude comments. They called me slut, whore and other bad words but I continued to run. That's All She Said Ch. 04 "Yeah! Run whore, run back to the street corner you came from, this is not a school for sluts like you." yelled Amanda which was followed by cheering from other students. I finally reached the staircase and ran down the stairs. Once I reached down the ground floor, I straightened my skirt and stopped to catch my breath. I was still shivering from the humiliating ordeal, I couldn't believe what had just happened. I just flashed my ass to half the students. Luckily I didn't hear anyone mention my name, and was hopeful that no one had recognized me. I wiped away the tears and left the staircase. The ground floor was clear, I had five minutes before this place would be crowded with teachers and staff members. The humiliation if caught would be a lot more than I had just experienced. I quickly ran to the stair that went all the way to the basement parking. I was careful to keep my skirt down. Once I reached there, I started looking around for the white ford fusion. It was parked at the far end of the parking. I reached there, pulled out my cell phone and texted Carrie that I was there. Standing behind the parked car I anxiously waited for Carries reply. What was taking so long? I was scared, if I got discovered it would be a major humiliation for me. I was wearing clothes that could make even the slutiest of students blush. A few minutes passed before my phone buzzed. Finally. "The trunk to the car will open soon, I want you to strip and put your clothes in the trunk and close it. Inside the trunk you will find a blindfold and a pair of handcuff. You know what to do with them. Stay behind the car kneeling and wait for me. I'll be there soon." That's all she said. The trunk to the car opened as I reached the end of the message. I didn't want to waste any time. Quickly I stripped what little I was wearing and put them inside the car. There was a black strip of cloth, which I assumed was the blindfold, along with a pair of handcuff just as instructed. I locked the handcuff on one of my hand and then blindfolded myself with the black cloth. Moving my hands behind the back I cuffed my other hand. I turned around and with great difficulty closed the trunk of the car. Should have done that before cuffing myself. I felt stupid. I kneeled down behind the car waiting for Carrie. It was strange how easily I was back to following Carries orders so willingly. Was I doing this really because I was being forced to do so or was I actually enjoying it? My mind raced to the first day I served Carrie at school. How exciting it was, how arousing it felt. I could feel my nipples hardening and my pussy moistening just thinking about it. I was enjoying serving Carrie so much, what went so wrong? I heard the sound of footsteps, someone had entered the parking lot. I heard Carries voice and calmed down a bit. As the footsteps got closer I realized there were multiple sounds. There was more than one person! Who could it be? I heard the footsteps get close to me, until they came to a halt right in front of me. There was an audible gasp. It was a woman, I was certain of that. "Oh my god!" the mystery woman said. It was a whisper, I couldn't recognize who it was. I was turning red with shame. This could be anyone, a fellow teacher, staff member or worse a student. Someone other than Carrie, now knew my dirty secret. "I told you, she'll do anything I say and all I have to do is keep telling her that one day I will 'make love' to her." Carrie said mocking me. "You were right, she is a slut, who just can't keep it in her pants. Look what she is willing to do for just a lick of my snatch." I could feel myself turning redder as Carrie continued to verbally humiliate me in front of god knows who. "What can you make her do?" The mystery woman asked still whispering. "Anything." She replied. "Hmm, Slut I want you to open your mouth as wide as you can and stick out your tongue." Not wanting to piss her off any more, I did as she asked. I waited in anticipation of how she was going to degrade me further. But what she did shocked me completely. She spat right into my open mouth. I almost barfed, but the thought of getting the pictures deleted crossed my mind and I controlled myself. "Now, swallow." Came her next command. Feeling completely and utterly degraded I swallowed the glob of spit. "Good slut." That's all she said as she patted me on the head. "Wow, I would never have believed this if I had not seen it with my own eyes." She said giggling. "You know what, you can have her for the rest of the school day. I am bored with her anyway." Carrie said. I sat there silently. "Just bring her back to me after school." "Thanks Carrie, This is going to be so much fun." She finally spoke, there was excitement in her voice. It was Jo. Oh my god! Of all people she told Jo. My life as I knew it is officially over, Jo hates me and she is going to take full advantage of my predicament. "Please don't leave me with her." I spoke timidly as I finally broke my silence. Slap! It caught me off guard, I wasn't expecting it at all. "I asked you not to say a word." Carrie said. I started crying through my blindfold, feeling completely and utterly defeated. I could not recover from this, Jo is never going to let this go. She is not going to be satisfied till she sees me suffer. "I am going to leave now, I have to get back to my office. Have fun." She said as she walked away. With each step she took away from me I started losing hope. I hoped that she was joking and was not actually going to leave me with this bitch. But I was wrong. As her steps became fainter, Jo finally spoke addressing me directly. "I was always right about you, you are a lesbian whore. I mean just look at you, oh wait you can't." she grabbed the blindfold and ripped it away in one swift motion. "Now look at yourself, here you are a teacher kneeling before me in the school parking naked and handcuffed. I could leave you as you are for someone to find and you can do nothing about it. You are completely and truly fucked dear." She said mocking me. I turned my head down and suffered through the degradation. That was all I could do, I was at the mercy of Jo, my rival. "But don't worry I am not going to leave you here, what fun will that be? Stand up and spread your legs." She said and then started looking for something inside her purse. I stood up awkwardly, and spread my legs as instructed. Jo pulled out something from her purse and held in tightly in her fist. She moved her free hand towards my pussy and started caressing my lips with her fingers. "Oo! Someone is very wet. What is it that is arousing you Eva? Is it the public nudity? Are you aroused by flashing your dirty pussy around the school? Or is it the humiliation? Are you excited by the humiliation and degradation you are suffering by my hands? Or is it the combination of both?" she asked as she continued to slowly rub my pussy with her hand. Her pace quickened as she put whatever she pulled from her purse into her pocket. With her now free hand she started pinching my nipples. I stayed quite the entire time too aroused to say anything. Slap! "I asked you something whore." That's all she said. "It's a combination of both mistress." What?! Where did that come from, why did I just call this bitch mistress. Before I could make sense of what I was doing I started to feel the buildup. I was about to cum, any second I was going to explode. "Good slut! Now cum for me, cum for your mistress." She whispered into my ear as she rubbed my pussy frantically. I exploded as soon as I heard those words from her. Orgasm washed over me as I stood there shaking. She finally stopped her efforts as she brought her fingers wet with pussy juice close to my mouth. I opened my mouth and licked her fingers with all I was worth. "What is a good slut supposed to say after an orgasm?" "Thank you, thank you mistress for making a slut like me cum." I said. I couldn't understand why I was behaving like this, why I was acting like a completely wanton slut in front of my rival. "Good girl." I felt a sense of pride. She put a hand in her pocket and pulled out what she was hiding earlier. They were ben wa balls, the very same that I had in me a couple of days ago. She spread open my sensitive pussy with her fingers and inserted them into my pussy. Once inside me she slapped my pussy playfully and said, "Don't let them fall, that would be embarrassing for you." She opened the trunk of her car, unlocked my handcuffs and handed me my clothes back. "Get dressed, we are going out. I can't take you out like this." she said as she crossed her arms and waited for me to dress up. I put on the clothes quickly and followed her to her car. Once inside she asked me to wear seat belt and then drove out of school. "That was so amazing back there, Eva. I always knew you were a slut and but never in my wildest dreams could I have imagined you like this." I stayed quite. There was a smug look on her face. I so wanted to punch that smug right off her face, but controlled myself. We drove silently for a few minutes before a truck pulled beside us on the red light. "Eva, wouldn't it be fun if you flashed your tits to the gentleman in the truck." She said smirking. I looked at the truck driver and saw that he was staring right at my nipples that were poking through the top. He was middle aged man in his forties with a white beard and dirty teeth. He looked disgusting. The thought of flashing him my breasts seemed very disgusting to me. "Please, No." I simply said and looked pleadingly into her eyes. I hoped her heart would melt and she would not force me to do this but I was wrong. "As a punishment for not following my instructions instantly, you are now going to flash him both your tits as well as your pussy. Don't make me repeat myself again." she said. Dejectedly I grabbed the bottom of my top, and pulled it over my head. Truck driver's eyes widened as he stared right at my breasts. I felt dirty, but continued anyway as I grabbed my short skirt and pulled it down. "Stand up in your seat so he can see your whore pussy clearly." Jo instructed. From the current angle he could not see me below my waist, so I adjusted myself in such a way that the driver could now clearly see that I was naked. As soon as I flashed my entire body to the truck driver Jo accelerated the car and soon we left the truck behind. I sat back, and silently put back my clothes. Jo was smirking the entire ride, and why wouldn't she? She was in total control of her biggest rival. After driving for another ten minutes we reached our destination. It was the west side mall, one of the busiest places in the city. As soon as I saw the building I panicked. There was a good chance that someone I knew, someone I taught would see me here. Jo must have sensed my panic, "Don't worry, I am not going to drag you through the mall dressed like this." I felt a little relief but it was pre mature. "We have to make sure no one recognizes you as a teacher, so I am going to make a few changes to your outfit." I knew the kind of changes she was planning on making. She pulled out two bands from her purse and tied my hair into pigtails. Satisfied with my hair, she pulled out a scissor next and used it to cut the neckline of my top deeper. I was showing a lot of cleavage now and combined with the translucent color of the top, I thought it looked very inappropriate. "This looks better, but there is still something missing." She said while admiring her handy work. "Hm. I know, take off you top." We were in the parking, and there were cars all around us with no one in the immediate vicinity. So I complied quickly hoping this would end soon. She used the scissor to cut the bottom of my top by a good three inches before handing it back to me. I put it back on, the top that previously reached the top of my groin was now ending a couple of inches below my boobs exposing my entire midriff. "This is perfect, you look like a complete high school slut." I used the mirror of the car to view my current state of undress and was shocked. I looked nothing like a teacher, but instead the high school slut Jo wanted me to be. "Come on now, we got shopping to do." I followed Jo into the mall, still blushing from seeing my reflection in the mirror. We strolled through the mall as I walked timidly hoping no one recognized me. I could feel the glances of people as I walked. There were looks of shock, lust and disapproval from those who saw me. A group of high school girls passed by me and I heard them laughing as they called me a slut. I turned beet red. I thought things couldn't get any worse but I was wrong. Jo entered a shop that exclusively sold woman's clothing. The shop was empty except for the attendant, a girl who looked to be eighteen standing there looking bored. Her eyes lit up as soon as she saw me. Was she one of my students? I didn't recognize her, maybe she was pleased just to see a potential customer. "Hey Jo... How are you? Who is your friend?" the girl asked. She knew JO! "Hey Amy, This is Eva, she is the slut I have always told you about. The lesbian who lusts after everyone. See, doesn't she look like a complete slut." "Woah! SHE is the teacher slut you told me about, I would never have guessed it. She looks quite young. You are right though, she does dress like a slut. I mean look at that skirt, why bother to wear one at all?" Amy said. I silently suffered through her humiliating question. There was nothing I could say, but I did wonder who this girl was. She was surely in high school but was not one of my students and why was she friends with Jo? "Yeah, Right! I have told her several times to dress more sensibly but I guess she just likes to flash her snatch. Anyways, she has agreed to buy some more sensible clothes and that is why we are here." She said as she chuckled. Amy smiled too, was I missing some obvious joke here? That's the first time I looked around the store and realized why they were smiling. The store had clothes that a high school or college girl would wear, extremely provocative and slutty. "Try whatever you like, there is an entire new range you would love very much down the aisle." She addressed me. Did she think I was doing this of my free will? Jo grabbed my arm and pulled me to the aisle. She picked out a large number of items each more ridiculous than the other, I mean who wears shit like this. Once satisfied she handed them to me and said, "Try them on." I started looking for the changing room but didn't find any. I turned towards Amy and asked her timidly, "Where is the changing room?" she smiled at me as if I had asked the most stupid question in the world. "We don't exactly have a changing room, it's more of a changing corner." With that she grabbed a curtain and pulled it. The curtain moved around to cover a corner of the store from its two open sides, it did offer a little amount of privacy but if wind flowed strongly enough the loose curtain would blow right away. I looked at the 'changing corner' dumbfounded, she can't expect me to change in there. As if reading my thoughts she said, "You are more than welcome to change in the open if you would like." Choosing the lesser of the two evils I decided the changing corner was a better option. I picked my first outfit and started moving towards the corner. "Wait, hand me your old clothes first. We don't want them mixing with the new ones do we." Amy said. She was toying with me, I looked towards Jo with pleading eyes but one look from her and I knew there was no other option. I removed my top first and handed it to Jo, and followed by my skirt. Amy gasped when she saw my lack of undergarments and said, "What kind of a slut doesn't wear underwear with such a short skirt?" I turned redder and grabbed the outfit I had to try and entered the 'changing room'. It was a bright red boobtube with a very frilly white skirt. The outfit on the whole looked ridiculous, it was something you would see the cheapest slut wearing. The fact that I was going to wear this, without any underwear says volume about how I felt. The outfit didn't take long to put on, there was so little of it. Once on, I looked at myself in the mirror. Big mistake, my erect nipples were clearly visible through the boobtube and the skirt was so short that if I moved even a little my vagina would become visible. I left the changing corner feeling very self-conscious. Jo looked at me and there was the biggest smile on her face, while Amy just looked shocked. "We'll take this one for sure, this is perfect." Jo said. I didn't even argue this time, I had given up. It was pretty evident that I had no say in what we were buying, so I decided to shut up. Next she handed me another dress, it was fairly conservative in comparison to the previous one. I re-entered the changing corner and removed the previous dress, I was standing naked in the changing corner of a teen clothing shop. How fucked up was this. I glanced at my naked reflection in the mirror, I did look very young. The combination of my small boobs, flat tummy and baby face combined with the pigtails made me look like one of those fantasy school girls. I moved my fingers around my tummy and soon it wandered to my pussy. I was dripping wet. I could feel the juices running down my thigh. Leisurely I caressed my pussy lips, It felt so amazing. Just then I heard someone enter the store. Quickly I removed my hand from my pussy, and grabbed the dress and put it on. The dress turned out to be more provocative than the previous one. It seemed conservative at first but had a diamond shaped hole on the front and the back, the hole went from the bottom of my boobs to the top of my pussy. If I had any pubes they would have been visible. The back was worse, it ran from the top of the back to well below my lower back. The top of my ass crack was visible, no matter what position I was in. This was a party dress for sure, I just prayed that I didn't have to wear it in public any time soon. I left the changing corner, and saw that two girls both in their early twenties had entered the store. They were looking around the store but as I came out of the changing room all eyes were on me. The two girls looked at me, then at each other and then started laughing. I heard them calling me cheap slut, as they walked out of the store. I was humiliated once again. This day keeps getting better and better. "This is nice too, we'll take this as well." Jo said. I tried on a few more dresses but nothing that Jo liked. While I was trying the last dress, Amy pulled the curtain away exposing my naked body to anyone looking through the glass door of the store. Needless to say I was embarrassed a lot before the dressing session ended. Jo finally chose the two dresses I had tried earlier along with a lingerie set that was equally provocative. I was wearing the lingerie set, while I was being billed in the store. Jo handed me back my clothes and asked me get dressed. Once I came out, the billing was complete and we started to leave the store. "Looking forward to seeing you at the party, Eva." Amy said, I didn't understand. I looked at Jo for answers but she told me nothing. "We'll talk later." That's all she said. Once out, Jo started walking briskly and I tried to follow her without flashing my bits. She stopped in front of a tattoo and piercing shop. "Come-on lets go, slut." She started walking but I stood where I was. No way was I going in there. Jo looked at me with anger, "I am going to ask you one last time and if you decide not to come I am going leave you here and tell Carrie about it. She will send the pictures and videos to your girlfriend. Then you can say goodbye to your relationship as well as your job." She knew about the pictures too, Great. That's All She Said Ch. 04 "I can't." I said timidly. "I can't get a tattoo Jo, please understand." She looked sorry for me, I thought for a moment that she was going to let it go but instead she said, "You are not getting a tattoo Eva. Carrie asked me to get your nipples pierced. That's all that is going to happen I promise." There was genuine comfort in her voice. But I was still very uncertain. "Look I know today has been tough for you Eva, but this is the last thing. You can get through this. I'll help you get through this, I promise." She said affectionately. There was sincerity in her voice. I believed her, I know it sounds like I was being naïve but I believed her. I walked with her into the parlor, once inside Jo talked to the person there. The attendant was a very butch looking woman, with a large number of tattoos on her right arm and none on her left. She looked at me a couple of times while Jo talked to her. Jo returned after talking to her and asked me to sit and wait. There were around five more women in there waiting. I looked nervously around the parlor wondering where the piercing would take place, there was no other room. "It's going to be fine, Eva. I am here." Jo said while holding my hand gently. I looked towards her with a puzzling look. "Why are you being nice to me all of a sudden, you hate me." I said coldly as I shook off her hand. "I don't hate you Eva, I lov.." she said blushing. "I mean I admire you, you have the courage to come out while I am still stuck in the closet. " What?! Jo was gay. I would never have guessed that. I looked at her in a whole new light. I know how hard it can be with disapproving parents, friends and the pressure you feel from not being yourself in front of everyone. It's exhausting. "If you admire me, then why do you always speak shit about me to other people? And why have you made today so hard for me?" I asked still a little confused about her. "It's just, I envy you sometimes. I envy how open you are with your sexuality, how comfortable you are with it. That's why I can't help but be a little hostile towards you, all this comes so naturally to you. While I can't even tell the woman I love that I love her." she said tearfully. I was feeling sad for her. I wrapped my arm around her and comforted her. "It's ok, Jo. You are going to be ok. You are a beautiful woman, and any girl would be lucky to have you. Don't care about what others say." I assured her. All this time, I though she hated me, poor her. "Hey, girlie you are up." The butch woman said pointing towards me. The parlor was still crowded with people, and I started wondering if she was going to do it right here in the open. "Remove that top, and lie here." She said pointing towards the seat. I was right, but all of a sudden I felt shy. I can't be topless with all these people staring at me. I looked at Jo pleading, hoping she would help me out. "It's going to be over soon, Eva. This is the last thing before Carrie deletes some of your photographs. You can do it, E." She said rubbing my back to calm me down. I got up abruptly and walked straight to the seat. Wanting the ordeal to be over as soon as possible, I grabbed the bottom of my top and pulled it over my head. I threw my top towards Jo, she grabbed it and put it in her handbag. As I lied down on the seat, I started to think was it going to hurt? Dumb question, of course it's going to hurt. I closed my eyes and waited for the pain to come. But instead I felt hands pinching my nipples, I opened my eyes immediately. It was the butch woman. "What are you doing?" I asked. "Your nipples need to be completely hard for this." I was skeptical of her intentions but said nothing. "Don't worry girlie, you are not my type with those itty bitty titties of yours. Your girlfriend on the other hand, that is my type." She said loudly enough for everyone in the room to hear. I was humiliated yet again. I closed my eyes and let her fondle my nipples in front of all these women. After about five minutes she stopped and immediately after that I felt a sharp sting on my left nipple, instinctively my hand moved toward my nipple. But the butch woman grabbed it. "NO" she simple said. But the pain was unimaginable. She gave me some time to recover, before she grabbed my hands and tied them around the chair. Why was she doing that? "These are so you don't touch your nipples." She said as if reading my mind. There I was lying topless, with all these woman staring at my breasts. Despite the stinging pain, I felt aroused. My arousal was short lived as she pierced my second nipple, I screamed hard as she put the jewelry in my right nipple. After some time as the pain subsided she opened my restraints, I got up and looked at my nipples in the mirror. Jo had chosen rings to be put as my nipple piercings. They looked quite slutty and I am sure no matter how thick of a bra I wore, they will always be visible. Jo walked towards me and timidly touched the nipple rings with her fingers before flicking it playfully. She smile and said, "You look so hot in them, Eva." She grabbed my face and pulled me in for a deep kiss. I could not understand this woman. "Thanks, I guess." She gave me my top back, I put it on and left the parlor after paying for the piercings. I noticed that the rings were clearly visible under my shear top. People stared more than before and I received a lot more lust filled looks. As we reached her car in the parking, Jo finally broke the silence. "It's time for us to go back, Carrie will be waiting near your car. " She said with disappointment in her voice. I stayed quiet and sat beside her in the car as she started driving. "What about that party Amy was talking about?" I asked remembering the cryptic way she talked about the party. "Carrie will tell you about it after you meet." She said. We drove silently for the rest of the way and soon we reached the parking lot where my car was parked. Carrie was not there yet. I started to leave the car but Jo grabbed my hand. "Eva, you know the woman I told you about, the one I love." I nodded dumbly not knowing where this was going. "It's YOU." To be continued... That's All She Said She slapped me right at my face. I felt like crying. No one had slapped me since I was a kid. "Never question me again. You are right a teacher would never wear these to school. But you are not a teacher, you are a slut. A dirty submissive slut. You will do as I say, wear what I say." She said. For some reason I felt a tingling in my pussy. I could feel the wetness down there. The slapping, name calling and forced nudity was all very arousing to me. Maybe I will enjoy this a lot more than I initially thought. "Yes, mistress" I said obediently. "From now on you will follow a very strict morning routine. You will wake up, do what you do every morning. Then you will masturbate yourself to near orgasm at least twice before arriving at school. You are not to cum without my permission. Do you understand, slut?" she said. "Yes, mistress" "Then before getting dressed, you are to put rubber bands on your nipples. This will keep them erect." She said. As she gave me my final instructions, she sat on the side of my bed. "Come here, slut" she said as she slowly parted her legs to reveal her pink panties. I started to walk towards her. "No, crawl." That's all she said. As I dropped to my knees and started crawling towards my mistress, calling her that still felt so weird, I began to burn with shame. Here I was a grown adult, a teacher on my knees, naked and crawling towards my mistress hoping she asks me to service her orally. She slowly moved her panties aside. I was greeted with what could only be defined as the most beautiful thing on the planet. Her pussy was divine. She was wet. She was not just wet, she was dripping. I slowly moved my eager mouth towards her wet pussy lips, slowly extending my tongue I tasted her. She tasted incredible. I like the taste of a pussy in general, but there was something intoxicating about her taste, her aroma that I just couldn't put my finger on. My Finger. Yes. I started lapping at her pussy, slowly at first but gradually increased my pace. I inserted one finger into her pussy and frantically moved in in and out, trying to please my mistress, trying to make her scream, make her cum. removing my finger from her hole, I started to rub her clit. As soon as I did that she started screaming and kicking as what could only be a mind melting orgasm washed over her. As her orgasm washed over her, I continued my assault on her clit with my fingers and tongue. "Wow, slut. Good work." I felt proud. I had pleased my mistress. She's going to beg me to eat her out in no time. She's going to admit to her feelings one day. Slipping her panties back in place, she rose from the bed. She's finally going to reciprocate. God, am I horny. I have been wet from the moment she asked me to strip outside. "Meet me at my office tomorrow morning, ten minutes before classes start." That's all she said as she went into the bathroom. "I thought.." I said timidly, not completing the sentence. I don't want to upset her. "What? That I was going to return the favor? You are my submissive. Your job is to please me, to obey everything I say and not ask questions. All you need to think about is pleasing me, understood slut?" She said. "Yes, Mistress" She came out of the bathroom, looking.. well, looking like no one brought her to a mind shattering orgasms , not five minutes ago. "You are to stay naked, till you leave for school tomorrow morning. Don't forget your morning rituals." She said as she walked out of the door. She started her car and drove away. That's not how I imagined this day would go. Well, at least I got to eat her out. I was pulled out of my thoughts by a loud horn. A bunch of young boys, honked their horn as I realized that I was standing outside naked. I ran back in, hiding what I could with my little hands. ** To be continued...(hopefully)