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Teenage Sex Slave - Chapter 14
At about 3AM Heda decided that she'd had enough cock for one session, and told me I could go home. I explained to her that daughter Katrina was supposed to be taking me to and from their place as part of the deal we had. That brought laughter from both of them. Gretchen was noisily sucking my limp cock in hopes that I might have more hard-on hidden away for her. The babe was to be disappointed for the first time tonight, or was it this morning?
Heda carefully explained that Katrina had a new boyfriend, and she'd be staying over with him almost every night this week to make sure that he got enough pussy and wasn't tempted to go looking for any strange stuff as well. She suggested I call my mother and have her come over and pick me up. I thought that would be a fine idea. I was way too beat to do any fucking for at least a few hours, and with luck my mom would be back to sleep by then. All I would need was a lift from Katrina on the way to school, or if worse came to worse, a ride on the school bus with all the dweebs and nerds.
Things worked out great! Mom picked me up and drove me home then wandered off to bed without so much as a hint of wanting some hard teenage cock to make her sleep better. The next morning, bright and early Katrina picked me up, bright eyed and bushy tailed, and whisked me off to the nurse's station for my morning enemas and sperm withdrawal.
Katrina watched and filled her in on the kind of action I delivered to her mom and older sister, which impressed nurse Manners to the point that she wondered if she could join the party tonight. Katrina laughed and told her I'd be entertaining not only her mom and sister, but a few close, personal friends of Heda were also on the schedule for tonight as well. The nurse wasn't too happy about her answer, but she bought it, warning the girl that I had better be ready, willing and very able to satisfy the ladies that had been invited to attend the little hen party on Saturday and maybe Sunday as well if I wasn't too dehydrated by then.
I groaned and wondered just where I was going to get the energy to deliver that much hard cock to that many horny females, especially after taking on Katrina's mother, sister and friends every night prior. Later on Katrina confessed that she made that story up just to make sure that only our arrangement would remain in force until the weekend. I felt like a man on death row who just got a reprieve minutes before taking the long walk to the little green room.
Katrina cut me some more slack by taking me on a different route to the Spec Ed room that avoided the main body of students. I still was securely cuffed and led by the leash connected to my balls, but that wasn't too great a problem to handle. We were among the first to show up this morning, and Katrina came up with another little surprise, and it was little. The dildo that ordinarily was screwed into my seat had been replaced by one only half the diameter and maybe a couple of inches less in length. That blew me away, but there was more., She made a big production of lubing the plastic buttplug before having me take my seat. Evidently I'd gotten rave reviews from her mother and sister, and this was my reward. Things were definitely looking up for yours truly.
The same could not be said for my poor sister, who was led in just before the bell sounded. One of her eyes was swollen shut, her lips were split and both her ears were about twice their normal size. Her tits were black and blue, and upon closer inspection showed evidence of cigarette burns. Marks that could only have been made by the steel ruler of Ms Landers overlaid her sore looking tits and also showed up in the vicinity of her pussy mouth, especially on her big floppy cunt lips.
I could see what looked like relatively fresh cum drooling from her slack cunt. Mona had been pulling one long train until maybe an hour or so before. When she was turned around to show off her blown-out asshole I was absolutely positive. It looked as if the combined football and basketball teams had taken a run at her, since only real big dicks could do the kind of damage she was displaying.
Deep impressions left by extremely tight ropes or plastic ties decorated her biceps, thighs and ankles. It was hard to see her wrists since they were cuffed and really ratcheted down so that the steel ate into her bones. Mona was in a world of hurt and the day was just beginning. I wondered where they kept her last night after detention, because she sure never made it home according to mom.
Our teacher, Ms. Joyce, ordered the normal dildo on Mona's seat be replaced with one she called "jumbo". Under normal circumstances there would be no way that any asshole, except maybe a pro whore's who'd been hooking for years, could take. My sister made so much noise when they tried to jam her onto the monster, that Ms. Joyce used her taser gun to stun Mona into submission. Still it was not possible to get her asshole to wrap around that huge hunk of hard rubber until jumbo was slightly greased.
It took two monitors to muscle Mona down onto that tree trunk. Then to make sure that she didn't cause any additional distractions to her classmates, they gagged her with a special cloth impregnated with stuff that made her tongue and the inside of her mouth swell up to the point that she could hardly breathe. Her monitor was warned to keep an eye on her at all times to prevent her from passing out and suffocating. To prevent her from spitting out the gag, a strip of duct tape was put over her mouth. Her monitor, who was a mean bitch, couldn't resist pinching off Mona's nostrils and watching her face turn bright red.
The morning flew by as I concentrated my efforts on making Katrina happy, tonguing her cum crusted armpits like they were covered with honey, kissing every square inch of her broad ass and then licking that deep crevice between her plump cheeks until it was spotless and as fresh tasting as my saliva could make it. Every so often Ms. Joyce would pull on a padded leather glove, walk over to Mona and punch her in the face or head a few times while the monitor gawked at this rare display of anger with the student, who was on the verge of passing out and therefore causing absolutely no trouble. I had to find out why Mona was getting this special treatment. It was as mysterious as what happened to Taunesha.
At the morning break Katrina did a funny thing, she farmed me out to one of the other monitors, a fat girl with pimples, bad breath, small apple shaped tits, armpits that made a garbage dump smell like a bed of roses and a cunt covered with the thickest pelt of springy hair I'd ever seen on a teen. She was a transfer from some oil-rich middle Eastern country where the men would rather fuck each other and their camels than the women. Why that country's population hadn't gone to zero was due to the influx of men from other countries who were so desperate for work that they took on the women as a type of fringe benefit, which shows how fucked up they were.
No one could pronouce her name, but everyone called her Fateena, a very bad joke considering how rich she was. Well the next thing I know she 's on my lap, with my cock buried to the hilt in her tight warm cunt and her fat tongue investigating the hell out of the inside of my mouth. This kid had picked up on our country's way of doing the nasty in a big hurry. Rumor had it that she and her mother rented gigolos to do them properly and paid top dollar for their ability to get them off without passing out from the body odors. No one wanted to admit it, but certain members of the student population were known to have frequented the garish mansion that the pair occupied. What I had done to draw her attention was a mystery to me, but here we were, doing the nasty before my hot assed teacher and our classmates.
She took me through the jumps, all very quick, but we made most of them. I sucked her tits until the nipples were stiff as glass, she really liked that based on her moans and the way her tight cunt clamped down on my captured dick. If anything, her armpits held even worse things than Katrina's boyfriend's dried cum. Some of what I picked up was kind of squishy and burned my tongue and lips. There were all sorts of ingrown hairs that roughened my tongue as I licked my way across this jungle that seemed filled with surprises, all bad. She insisted I cum in her quickly and started bouncing faster and with more oomph to her landings.
I shot my load out of self preservation, for this was a lot of meat coming down in the vicinity of my family jewels. Fateena leaned close and nearly asphixiated me with her breath as I was informed that at the next break she wanted me to suck my cum from her pussy, and swallow every drop, so she wouldn't get pregnant, as she was probably ovulating while we did it. My cock immediately began to shrivel at these words. Just before break ended she got up and rubbed her hairy butt all over my face, asking me if I liked to do girls in the ass. I admitted that I had a taste for such activities and she simpered while pulling up her panties that looked and smelled like she'd been wearing them all week.
When Katrina returned, she refused to answer any questions on why she had turned me over to Fateena. My monitor seemed sort of distant during the afternoon session. So far today she hadn't had me do her even once, which was very strange considering her appetite when it came to cock. The only break in the monotony came when my sister had some kind of a seizure and was taken from the class room. Katrina remarked that Mona would do anything to avoid another session like they put her through yesterday. When I asked for some details she clammed up and threatened to put the regular dildo back on my seat. I shut up instantly and waited for further developments, which didn't take long in happening.
Ms. Joyce showed a thirty minute tape of my sister at yesterday's detention. In most of it she was hanging from her wrists, legs spread and anchored to cinder blocks. A couple of studs from the football team were whaling away on her naked body with straps, going from her chest down to her ankles with stops at her tits, pussy and ass for extra attention. When they got tired of turning Mona, or was it Connie, into a barber pole, Ms. Landers, the history teacher, took a turn with her trusty eighteen inch steel ruler and did her best to ruin my sister's tits and pussy mound.
None of what I saw could explain the battered face on Connie, or was it Mona? In case you're confused about what my sister's name is, so am I. She and her girlfriend have been playing this game with me ever since I was around ten and they have managed to keep me in a state of perpetual guessing, thanks to mom, their friends in school and even the teachers who feign ignorance of which one is which. Such is the life of the low boy on the totem pole.
The last break of the day and Fateena was on me like I was a pork chop and she was a wolf who hadn't had a decent meal in a month. If anything her body odor was up considerably. Just before she poked her fat tongue in my mouth the monitor admitted she had been playing with herself for the past hour so I'd have something more than just my own cum to suck from her juicy cunt.
This was my greatest challenge, to try to avoid passing out from the stench as I drained her swampy twat of every drop of her and my cum. Twice I had to come up for air or puke all over her hairy cunt mouth. Once I did gag, but managed to swallow the acrid mess that jumped from my stomach into my mouth. Somehow her cunt ran dry and my belly grudgingly accepted what I poured into it. Fateena was thrilled and bounded away after promising me that I'd be able to nail her asshole the next time we were together. I could hardly wait, not!
( To be continued - jethro jodhpur )
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