Executionus wrote: ↑Mon Mar 21, 2022 6:20 am
You know what amuses me the most about this part? The fact that both of us just posted updates tonight featuring the exact same restraint position of face down, arms bound behind legs, ass up. It's a position that almost never gets used, ever, yet somehow the two of us both used it at the same damn time. 99% of doggy style bound girls have their hands behind their back or locked above their face. That's just hilarious.
Me using that position wasn't even entirely random either. It involves a personality quirk of the winner's which was written into her character sheet (major ass fixation). I also needed a position which would be realistic and strategically viable to achieve using glue.
Either way, fun setup, and I imagine that the next part will feature more of Paris's secrets revealed to the public than there are in a bad Miraculous fanfic.
PS: If you've ever heard the stereotype that southern guys love using randomly ridiculous metaphors all the time, I can confirm it is 100% true.
What're the odds in the very same night? I guess the whole "great minds think alike " thing is accurate, it is odd though, especially because as you and I both mentioned, it's kinda rare positioning, I'd go as far to say i think that position, may have an advantage in the race you've teased.
And I feel you on the stereotype, Midwest is just a watered down south.
Paris whines, sounding more and more desperate in her pleas, the sounds are obviously dulled by Ms. Jones' panties, but the desperation and adrenaline could be audibly heard, and visibly seen, as Paris' nearly naked body quivered in her binds. A single set of handcuffs was the only thing keeping her in position and place, said place being her own desk, and said position being her cheek forced against the desk, as her shoulders and arms are pulled under her, not even allowing her enough leverage to move more than a few inches of her head or torso, and said arms wrapped around each leg, and cuffed together at the wrist, the 'face down, ass up', 'doggy style', whatever you wanna call it position, one set of cuffs was enough to immobilize Paris for Jones' revenge, I just loved that, I mean I suppose she might be able to wiggle herself off the desk, and onto the floor, as nothing was binding her to the desk, but she would only succeed in bonking her head in an unprotected fall, and still being trapped in her perverse predicament.
Paris' back was permanently arched in this position, Jones' binds was essentially forcing her round and beautiful buttcheeks, and her Vag to be presented, almost pornographically to the class, a very thin piece of fabric is the only thing protecting my detention teacher, the freakin art teacher of my school, from being bared completely naked to the classroom she was supposed to be in charge of. The students and myself were about to be given an HD and close up, view of their teacher's holes, to be bared on the smart screens, documented for my collection, and witnessed in person. I could hardly believe the decisions and series of events that had gotten me here, this is the last place I expected to be when I'd woke up late for Saturday detention today..I was eager to see Paris humiliated, it had been intense and erotic, but different with Sammy, she was new, hardly proven, and not deserving of my respect. Paris was and had been a teacher, she was known by everyone in the school, she had enough power to get me into detention, and on the principals bad side, she had continued to threaten me and show disgust in my ways and humiliations, those humiliations being my entire life focus and obsession at the time, therefore directly insulting me multiple times, even calling me out on my perversion, yet here she was, in a doggy position in front of me and the rest of the deliquents, her tits dangling near the desk, and her ass being bared inch by inch by a bottomless teachers aid, whom she had just edged to climax in an extreme, sexual education, impromptu class I'd come up with, after I'd stripped the aid and tied her spread eagle, not cutting off the panties, that was Paris as I'm sure you recall, and you, the reader, may even be annoyed with my little recaps but you'll deal.
I wonder to myself if Paris is regretting snipping Jones' panties away, as she whines unintelligible protests through those very same panties, and feels her own inching down her asscrack, listening to the boys and girls of the class cheering for her downfall, her face is wet and her body quivers in anticipation of complete exposure, and total humiliation.
*Karma*
I think to myself.
How stupid I feel now, that I was humorously imagining Karma being involved in Paris' downfall, for messing with me, and for edging Sammy.. didn't remotely think of my own building Karma, and the nightmare I'd inevitably have to endure for all the vile things I'd done, I see myself in Paris as I recall this tale..but not in the position she was in, but in the fear in her eyes; as her panties were pulled; her asscheeks feeling their first breath of alien air, air they shouldn't be feeling, her pussy soon to be exposed to that very same alien air, her breaths short, nearly hyperventilating, her mind and body desperately trying to formulate a plan to stop said exposure, or at minimum cover itself, but her limbs being helplessly bound and struggles futile..I felt many of those same fears, I see my own fear and downfall, flashbacks of it that is...as I recall her fearful eyes, going from total panic, to a depressed accepting of the helplessness situation she was trapped in.
Jones teases Paris, the class, and myself, as she peels the Starry Night down Paris round cheeks agonizingly slow. After what felt like minutes, but was likely seconds, the panties are pulled and released at their temporary resting place..Paris' buttfolds.
Sammy was continuing to tease us, because where she had carefully let the panties rest, bared ALL of Paris' round and perky ass, but her vaginal cavity and her lips remained hidden beneath fabric, an inch further and her pussy would mostly be visible, two inches, and gravity would take over as the pretty panties would fall down her thighs and lay on her cuffed hands. This was intentional, Jones had carefully tucked them under the cheeks and into the folds of Paris' undercheek.
The class groaned, calling for reveal of Paris' Pussy. I was eager as well, but this was Sammy's show, not my own, and she was dragging out her revenge.
Jones steps away, calmly walking around the desk. She crouches near the chair she had been sitting in what felt like an eternity ago, but was likely less than an hour before, there she retrieved a small purse/handbag that she had came in with. She was deliberately slow in doing this, allowing the class and camera to drink in the view of Paris' bare ass, quivering in the florescent lights, and leaving Paris herself shamed as the class laughed at the sight before them, temporarily relieved of her pussy being hidden safe beneath her panties, begrudgingly knowing that relieve was temporary, and lastly fearful and concerned at what the hell Jones was retrieving from her purse..
Myself and everyone else was transfixed on our teacher's beautiful ass, paying little attention to what Jones was up to. She was still very much tight if you know what I mean, mid to late twenties, her ass round and toned from what I assume would be doing squats or some shit, no stretch marks or other defects, she did have two cute little dimples, one on either cheek, near her folds where her panties rested, her butt lightly jiggled as the once cocky teacher shivered with fear and adrenaline, reduced to a plaything for a vengeful teachers aid, with an audience. I had a feeling Jones "lesson" would be much more off script and less about "teaching" the class, and more about teaching Paris herself a very wicked Lesson in Karma,(cringe I know lol bite me) as Jones returned from gathering her bag.
Jones herself was very much still naked from the waist down; and I thought it strange her not being eager to remove Paris' panties, choosing instead to tease/torment the woman in anticipation of exposure, while her own pussy was still in the camera shot and open view of the audience. I didn't get her angle.
She explained away my internal queries with her words as she returned. Speaking to Paris, and the audience of deliquents.
"Well class, now I'm going to teach a lesson, this lesson will mostly be to teach Ms. Paris a thing or two about revenge..but I may attempt to teach you a few things a long the way if they come to mind, but of course you guys uh..already learned alot today.."
She glances down to her own, uncovered bottom half, the remains of marker and her vaginal fluids stained down her legs and outer labia, descriptions of her anatomical parts still wrote on her thighs, her clitoris still swollen and the most prominent remaining color, purple.
It's as if she's accepting this reality for the first time in a few moments, fueled by rage and revenge before, I see a shiver go through my unicorn as she stares a blank stare, no doubt relieving her own humiliating experience at Paris' hands moments before, the shiver goes through her and my scared little unicorn returns for just a moment, but she's gone in a flash as the rage and wickedness returns to her face.
"I'm sure you're wondering why I haven't whisked these panties away, exposing your pussy in exchange for covering my own..its such an obvious decision to do isn't it? You'd of done it in a flash no thought or questions asked..taken my modesty to protect your own, and I'm going to don't get me wrong here, can't wait to cover the downstairs, but they've all seen it, and they're not looking at me, they're looking at you...*Slut*...and I have a little experiment I'd like to conduct before I take your panties and reveal your pussy for the class. Just a little hypothesis of my own..I'll elaborate on that further in due time. Also I don't want your nasty panties anyway.."
Jones had been making eye contact, and lightly but firmly smacking Paris' ass when that eye contact was broke, and for emphasis with some of her words, not particularly spanking Paris, but jiggling her ass to our pleasure and forcing her to be at attention, she paused when she'd mentioned not wanting Paris' "dirty panties," and turned to me, her voice drastically changed from trying to appear wicked and menacing to Paris, to trying to appease me submissively, I loved the contrast and dynamic at hand, especially with my newly found enjoyment of being dominant to a submissive girl, rather than strictly rip and tear and humiliate like I had been before. She spoke softly.
"Uh..Cand..I mean uh Miss Candace, I actually have an extra set of panties in my handbag, for emergencies, you know uh..girly stuff, anyway..can I just put those on if I may ask..? Hers are probably gross..I mean I've seen her scissor bio I know she enjoyed herself back there..if you uh know what I mean..and if I have to feel her uh..you know juices or something, and know it's because of what she did to me, I'm gonna throw up, plus it can't be sanitary..I mean who knows what a SLUT(She turns throwing the insult behind her to the bound art teacher) like her has? If it was my only option..maybe then..but I have these right here..*
She pulls another simple cheap pair of panties, identical to the lime colored ones, but pink, out of her bag, brandishing them, looking in my direction with these cute puppy eyes, wanting to cover herself, so she can fully commit and focus on her revenge.
"You do make good points, and you've come prepared, you can put your spare panties on and continue toying with Paris with your bits covered.. although...we all are really gonna miss that view of your "pristine pussy" as you called it, it was quiet a sight to see, and we did have such a clear view before, you're asking to break our deal, as I specifically said you'd be allowed to cover, when you'd removed Paris' panties and covered yourself with them, so if you'd like to put your spare panties on, get on that desk next her, lay on your back, spread your legs, so we can all say goodbye to your perfect lil pussy one last time, and the camera can have one shot of the two of you together, or..you could do the rest with your pussy out, you've been doing good at coping thus far, I don't really care, but you're delaying this sweetheart, your revenge is your rodeo, but never forget that I can have you tied up next to her, in that very same position like the goth girls did to you, it'd be a great shot, the two of you bound naked in front of us..your revenge is a gift from me, as is me allowing you this deal of spare panties, I'm being awful generous after you behaved so well for me, don't make me regret it, now get on with showing her pussy, or whatever the fucking "hypothesis" is, or spread your pussy one last time, put your ugly pink panties on, and THEN GET ON with it.."
At first I was going to just be nice and say yes, but the next thing I know I'm being cruel to my unicorn again, speaking down to her, part of it was just me making sure she and everyone knew I still held the reigns, and that even if Jones was the one punishing and humiliating Paris for revenge, it was because I was allowing it to happen, it seemed a simple and reasonable request to put on her spare panties, but somewhere inside me I felt I was already being nice enough to my unicorn, and asking for more favors was pushing it.
"I was..I was trying get on with it I just..do I really have to..I just wanted.." Sammy pleaded, totally in contrast to her dominance and teasing to Paris seconds before.
She was met with a cold stone stare from me, no jokes, no smiles.
She begrudgingly hung her head..
"Yes mam..its a deal.."
Jones then leaned backwards onto the desk without another word, really wanting to put those spare panties on and end her ordeal, so she could continue Paris'.
She lay next to Paris. She stuck her legs into the air, and parted them for the class once more, holding her ankles to keep her legs open, her bare legs inches from Paris' bare ass, and her head layed within inches of Paris' 'face down' entrapment. Paris looked slightly at glee with herself, probably getting turned on or finding it humorous Sammy having to continue to be submissive to me, even though she was in the driver seat now, it was all similar to how I'd made Paris submit while she had humiliated Jones, but Paris needed more pressure and ended up tasting Sammy's asshole before she had given in completely.
"Tell Sammy's pussy goodbye class."
"Goodbye" they giggled at the ridiculousness of the command in an unsynced array of voices.
I don't know if Paris was incapable of containing herself or what but she could be heard snickering as well into her gag as Sam held her legs open submitting to me, in exchange for the ability to cover herself with her spare change of underwear.
Jones flushed red in a return of embarrassment when the class told her pussy goodbye, the first of which she had visibly shown since being released from the ropes, but upon hearing giggling through the panty gag of Paris, her red face turned a deeper shade, closer to purple, rage personified, angry at Paris, angry at me, angry at the whole ordeal in the first place. She dropped her spread legs, stuck a leg through each leg hole of her panties, looked at me and mumbled out a half ass "thank you Candace.." and turned to the desk, climbing on top of it, nearly on top of Paris, to get right into her face, if she had done this a moment before she would be exposing herself quiet provocatively, how she was bent over to stoop to the trapped-face down Paris' level.
"Since you think shit is funny, I'm gonna skip a little ahead for a surprise you weren't going to get until later, I was just gonna spank your ass with that paddle up there.."
(She points to a paddle hung above the old chalkboard, a relic of a different time)
"..and I'm still gonna, ahah, but first let's have a little more fun.." Jones says to Paris, nearly face to face, anger in her voice, and an excited shrill to her voice as well, eager to get on with the various things she's cooked up for her revenge.
I watch with the class, an audience to two showings of humiliation, both teacher vs teacher with bondage involved, a fantasy for many, a reality for me and the other lucky students who got detention that first week.
She stands back up, turns to the class and asks gleefully:
"You all want to see her butthole now?"
Of course they do.
They cheer and Paris goes frozen, tensing her body in anticipation rather than shivering. She comically tightened her bare ass at the mention of the class seeing her hole. She was so focused on making her body into a muscle, with said muscle's only job is keeping her buttcheeks closed from the gawking students behind her, that she wasn't even paying attention to Jones, who had since turned her back to Paris to face the students again, she held her handbag in one hand, and with her other hand brought a finger to her lips, beckoning the students to be quiet, I thought it was because them laughing was bothering her, which was strange, but it wasn't a beckon for silence, it was a motion to not give away the secret she was revealing, well it was only going to be a secret to Paris now.
With the hand she had used to motion silence, she unzipped a compartment of her purse and delicately pulled out something from her bag, that changed my perspective of Sammy's assumed innocence completely. In her hand was a small buttplug, beginner type, not those ones you see in sex stores that make you question reality a bit, it was a clear base, maybe some kind of epoxy, with a pink jewel, it had bits and pieces of something inside to give it that 'sparkly' look, she was going to use it to plug Paris' ass, and everyone but Paris knew it. The class laughed louder now, understanding that they weren't silenced, and the "secret" that was now quiet literally out of the bag.
Jones turns to face Paris' bare ass, keeping the plug behind her back and continuing to keep the knowledge of it, away from Paris. Paris stares back at Jones defiantly but with fear still lurking in her eyes, she's tightened every muscle in her body in anticipation of Sammy's threat of showing off her butthole, her buttcheeks are clenched tight, making her shapely ass look much less attractive. She is expecting Sam to start pulling her cheeks apart, but Sam has her hands behind her back fiddling with the plug for comical purposes to the audience.
"Girls, can I get a couple of you to spread her cheeks for me and the class?" She asks aloud.
My girls follow her lead and soon there's a girl on either side of Paris, ready to pull her tensed cheeks apart from eachother, and reveal to the class Paris' anus, they both grab a cheek with fingers curled into the teacher's tensed crack for leverage, they pause making sure Sam is ready. Looking to her for approval. Sam nods dwindling the plug behind her back with an impatient urgency.
Paris tightens her body and especially her ass, tensing and shaking in place as if she was maxing out a weightlift. But even with all the squats she had to of done to build her ass into its round shape, her gluts were no match for my girls, especially with one on either cheek, there was nothing she could do as her asscheeks were peeled away from eachother, in separate directions.
Paris' face burned red in pure unadulterated embarrassment and humiliation as STUDENTS spread her buttcheeks open not just to look at it, but film it as well! Her body shuttered with spasms, similar to a cold chill as her brain repeatedly screamed at her body:
"HEY, our fucking asshole is out to the open wind you might want to do something about that!"
And the body answered:
"I did everything I could but I can't stop it"
Paris continued squirming and bucking her ass around trying to free her cheeks from the grips of my girls, as they held her open, making an extra effort as she watched my camera girl stand up from my side and approach the spread cheeks for a better angle. She didn't stop bucking in a feigned attempt to cover her modesty, until my camera girl had approached, zoomed in and documented the spreading, even being so bold as to press the camera into her crack for an extreme close up, blowing it up for the screens, one of which was in Paris' view. Paris was seeing her own asshole on the screen in better detail then she probably ever had before.
Her body mostly went limp in acceptance, knowing her attempts of struggle hadn't prevailed, and nothing she had done had stopped that extreme close up or the spreading, she allowed her body to go loose and closed her eyes, "accepting" she could do nothing for the moment as her asshole was documented fo my cameras.
"Little wider for me girls.." Jones says bringing the plug to her front, but keeping it hidden from Paris, which wasn't hard with her eyes closed.
She hadn't even opened her eyes when Jones requested her cheeks be further opened, maybe she just assumed we wanted an internal shot, maybe she was trying to wake up or dissapear, either way her eyes remained closed and body limp, as my girls pulled her buttcheeks even further apart, the teacher's anus itself begins to part open for us, Jones begins to slowly bring the plug towards Paris' slightly open hole, the class giggles allowed knowing what Paris doesn't, she would know her fate, but her eyes remain closed and her body limp, that is..until she felt the tip of the plug, touch the entrance of her anus.
It was then she screamed into the panties and began bucking like hell to get the object away, but no sooner than Sammy had rested the plug against its intended resting place, and she had already slipped it in, much to the audience's glee and humor, my pleasure, and Paris' dismay. I assume it didn't feel good by the borderline animal sound that Paris made, a mixture of shock, pain, and potentially pleasure..? The plug had not been lubricated, but it was a small beginners plug, and Paris had been spread fairly wide, it popped in and into place easily, making me question how much Paris may use this entrance in the bedroom..
My girls released her buttcheeks and they closed around the jeweled plug, but the jewel didn't allow the cheeks to fully close and it twinkled in her crack.
"We are just getting started slut! That went in awful easy, do you use these often? Is yours bigger? The pretty pink jewel really goes well with your round white buttcheeks, you look like a princess! Now it's time to tell the class my experiment. You'll be the subject of course!" Jones says, sticking her thumb to the jewel, and gently twisting it around playfully, it barely moved, but I'm sure it was intense for Paris.
She turns to the class.
"So in science you usually start with a question. Mine is, can a dom slut become a sub slut when roles are reversed and she's the one being humiliated/shamed/owned/whatever you wanna call it? And my hypothesis, or educated guess; as I hope you all would remember what hypothesis means, is that a slut, will be a slut regardless of the situation.
So..how can we test this in practice? well my first test is a very simple one, before I reveal her pussy, I want you all to make your own educated guesses based on knowledge you've gained or already know, do you think if I paddle her ass right here, which I plan to by the way, do you think a normally dominant woman, the one who wants to be in control, humiliate, dominate, sadism etc, do you think that same dominate woman can become the opposite? A masochist? Getting off on her own humilation? Being the one bound? The one helpless? Submitting to Candace earlier makes me think she will quiet enjoy this, and that my hypothesis of a "slut is a slut," will be correct that she will be soaked when I'm finished spanking her, regardless of the "dominant" label she's given herself.
"But what do you all think? You think after I paddle her plugged up ass, and literally rip those stupid panties from her body that she will be soaked and her pussy telling her body she wants more..hell when I'm finished with Paris today, she will be begging me for more."
Jones then retrieves a dusty paddle that had been hanging above the old blacktop, a relic of different times.
"Let's get to it! I can't wait to find out if my guess is right, and if you're as big of a slut as I think you are..you deserve all of this and more bitch..just wait til you see the next surprise I got for you."
*SMACK*
The old paddle blows a cloud of dust and leaves a red mark immediately across both ass cheeks.
*BLAP*
The wooden paddle, holes drilled through it for aerodynamics makes a thunderous and fleshy smack onto Paris' bare ass again and again. The paddle was even inadvertently shoving the plug a little deeper, or otherwise disturbing it, Jones continued, going faster, harder,
*SMACKSMACKSMACKSMACKSMACK*
The teacher's asscheeks reddened rapidly, light welts raising on her once white rear. The spanking continued, it was vengeful, meant to humiliate, but no doubt the combination of Jones' anger and the aerodynamics of the old paddlewas doing some serious damage to the bound woman's backside. Tears were running down Paris' face and she squealed again and again into Sammy's panties that she had been gagged with.
Eventually after a moment or two for us, and an eternity of abuse for Paris, Jones abruptly stopped and set the paddle on the desk.
Paris perfect ass was now red and swollen, it quivered in pain even in the absence of further smacks. Her binds had made her unable to escape the onslaught of paddling, and forced her to remain in a perfect, spankable position, she couldn't even unarch her back to squirm away from the paddle, she was trapped with her red ass presented and throbbing for the students, face down, ass up, tears running down her face.
"That was for leaving me here unattended and getting us into this whole scenario in the first fucking place!" She says to the tearful, panty gagged, whining woman bound before her.
"You got alot more coming, but it's time we show the students what I've allowed you to keep hidden under these artsy panties, it's time for them to go now, time for me to rip them off your body and tear them into shreds in front of your face..time for you to finally show us your pussy, time to see if you shaved for the occasion, time to finally have you butt ass naked like I was..do you like that? The thought of being naked and unable to cover your most intimate area? The thought of several students gawking at your naked body? The thought of me MY little bitch? I bet you do, I bet you loved being dominated and humiliated so publicly, I bet your mind is racing is a perverted daze imagining and hoping for scenarios of what I do to you next..I might even fulfill those fantasies if you're lucky..last but certainly not least, I believe it's time we find out if my hypothesis is correct, if you're soaking wet underneath these panties, then that means I was correct, and you are just a fucking slut regardless of the "role" you play, dom or sub. You know the answer and answer, and I believe I do as well, but to come to a conclusion you need concrete evidence, so it's time we show them.."
Without any more charades or taunts, Jones whisked Paris' panties to her thighs, then with a few strong tugs, ripped the panties off her body completely.
This left Paris butt ass naked for the first time of the day, totally unable to cover herself, and trapped in a pornographic pose with her pussy presented to the audience, her asscheeks bruised and red from the paddling, her asshole plugged with a pink sparkly jewel. Her pussy was pretty, it looked more mature than Sammy's but Sammy had a bald coin slot which will always look a little immature. Paris pussy was upside down in its current position, she looked as if she was begging to be mounted, like one of those "Please fuck me" porno adds.
It had only been a second or two after the panties had been ripped off that Jones exclaimed loudly, and proudly:
"I fucking knew it! Told you so, I was correct, look at you, you're soaked from a little spanking, what kinda dom gets off on being spanked and displayed naked? You're a little sub girl! Ha! Soaking wet! Haha! Your landing strip looks like you put hair gel in it!" Jones laughed and pointed and laughed some more.
She then reached in and made a makeshift Mohawk with Paris' landing strip of pubic hair, the class laughed their asses off when the vaginal fluids really were enough to "gel" the pubes and leave them in a pointy goofy Mohawk look.
Paris' pussy was dripping and her body trapped in a pornographic position, and Jones wasn't finished with her yet..
Almost made it off the first page again..not letting that happen, enjoy the new part and let me know what you think or give a thanks if you're still enjoying/following the series
This is roughly equivalent to a 230-375 page book depending on the size of course.
For comparison Harry Potter and the chamber of secrets was 85000 words, 251-352 pages depending on the edition.
This makes some of my breaks and the amount I have written less discouraging as its actually ALOT more than I thought.
The detention chapter alone has been nearly half at 41000 words, and all the chapters before that combined were 52000 words.
In the future I may do more lengthy parts like the detention chapter, or some shorties, really depends on what comes to mind next. Stay tuned for the rest of Paris ' ordeal, I'm really excited to complete this part of the saga and continue writing my novel, hard telling how long it may be when I'm finished, the end is really not even in sight as long as I continue coming up with ideas, I'll be here and Lesson in Karma will continue.
Your word count is surprisingly interesting, and it made me curious about my own totals. Thirst Games 2 has 99,563 words so far and will surpass 100k next part. Seeing that number in comparison to full-length novels does wonders for making me feel better about how long that story has been taking me, and how its been hard to find the energy for it most days. Prior to Thanksgiving I wrote an extensive fantasy story unrelated to here, which was a big project I was doing with some friends. As big of a story as that sucker was, it's only 34,772 words (1/3 of TG2 so far). Another full arc storyline in my universe I did last year turned out to only be 14,306 words. It's odd to know that I can write two complete stories full of action, drama, dialogue, and fantasy warfare, only for both combined to be just half the length of my porn contest.
In other words, we write too much! But either way, this knowledge does make me more relaxed about the excessive length of time for TG2, going on almost three months now. It's been bugging me that it still isn't finished.
As for ALIK, this was another fun part. It'll be interesting to see how much of Jones' knowledge about Paris's Scissor profile could be used to humiliate her, since sites of that nature tend to list a person's fetishes and kinks.
Executionus wrote: ↑Sat Apr 09, 2022 1:34 am
Your word count is surprisingly interesting, and it made me curious about my own totals. Thirst Games 2 has 99,563 words so far and will surpass 100k next part. Seeing that number in comparison to full-length novels does wonders for making me feel better about how long that story has been taking me, and how its been hard to find the energy for it most days.
This were my thoughts exactly, made me feel alot better, but holy I had no idea how wordy we really were and how lengthy it would be in an actual book comparison, TG2 and ALIK both being roughly 300 pages is genuinely kinda crazy tbh,
Executionus wrote: ↑Sat Apr 09, 2022 1:34 am
As for ALIK, this was another fun part. It'll be interesting to see how much of Jones' knowledge about Paris's Scissor profile could be used to humiliate her, since sites of that nature tend to list a person's fetishes and kinks.
She's definitely going to be getting some classic role reversal stuff going on, and might question if she's even a dom at all afterwards
Disclaimer: simulated sex scenes, bdsm, hot les action,
....after pulling Paris' pubes into a Mohawk, Jones was already rifling through her purse, teasing Paris a bit as she did.
"I've got just the thing for that soaked little pussy of yours..your swollen lips are just begging for it..begging to be penetrated.."
Jones let's her sentence draw flat, the room silent enough to hear her every word, silent enough to hear the whimper creep up Paris' throat, and moan sadly through the panties in her mouth, the very same panties, that had been on Sammy's bum earlier, and removed by Paris herself, the whimper creeped out the tape, a tiny airbubble allowing the smallest squeal to escape from the gagged and face down, ass up, bound Detention Teacher.
"Mmmnnoooeeuu"
She whimpered, largely unintelligible, but enough to understand the protest she had tried to wail.
In Jones hands was a fairly standard, pink, veiny, 6 inch, silicone dildo.
Jones brought it closer to Paris, presenting it to her, bringing it near the desk, where Paris' face was forced to rest on her cheek. The binds that had trapped her arms around her legs, and presented her body in this perfect, pornographic, arch, had also allowed her head very little wiggle room, and the only comfortable position it could manage was a cheek pressed, looking back at the other teacher aid, wide eyed as Jones brought it closer and closer.
Jones gently placed and rested the dildo on Paris' upturned cheek, the head pressed against her eyelid and the silicone balls resting near her mouth. She grabbed Paris' chin with her freehand to steady the sextoy.
"Hold this a minute while I explain the lesson, just remember if you dump it on the floor I'm not cleaning it off first..do with that thought what you wish." Jones said cruelly, turning away from Paris who now had the dildo soon to be inside her, rested on her face, she didn't move or drop it off, not wanting to risk getting it dirty on the school floor..she occasionally opened her eyes, staring directly into the silicone peehole near her eyeball.
"Now class for the most important lesson you'll get out of this Sex Ed Lesson, Sex! What even is it? Well guys and gals, sex, if you didn't already know, or haven't already seen, or maybe even experienced it, is when a man loves a woman and they....
"..Who am I kidding with that shit, sex is when a penis goes in a vagina, repeatedly until the male orgasms, hopefully not before his female counterpart, in the simplest way I can explain it, thats all sex is, the position our brave model is currently in, is called 'DoggyStyle', you can probably assume how it got the name, the silicone uhm..toy, will be used to simulate the male in this simulated sexual encounter, I want you all to pay close attention to how Paris' highly aroused body receives the toy, and what it does to her demeanor, and the involuntary responses she may exhibit, she may begin to sweat, spasm, convulse, and become quiet audible in the coming moments..that's enough of the lesson, you all know this stuff, just standard routine yenno? The rest of the lesson will be mostly visual, take notes if you'd like, especially you boys.."
Sam winks at a couple of guys and gently pats Paris' red and tender cheeks as she vocalizes the word boys.
"..let's begin shall we" Jones says turning to Paris, the dildo slightly wiggles in its place on her face, as she began shivering in anticipation.
Sam stops dragging shit out and plucks the dildo off Paris in a hurry, getting a good grip and with a swiftness she pulls her arm back, about to aggressively plunge the dildo inside Paris, Paris flinches when Jones draws back, her swiftness was unexpected and she was acting as if she was just gonna JAM IT IN. She pulls the dildo in an upwards motion directly towards Paris' visibly dripping pussy..
Sam slowed and stopped the dildos momentum just before it made contact with its destination at full force..Paris had tensed up and squealed loudly expecting all of it to plunge into her at once.
Sam giggled and said something aloud, almost just to herself, like an inside joke, when the friend you share it with isn't around.
Just the tip..
She then pressed the head of the fake cock against the entrance to Paris' love hole. With basically no resistance, the head popped in and Paris let out a little moan into her gag, the first sound that had tried to escape her gagged mouth that was rooted in pleasure, rather than pain or whiny protests. It was obvious even through the gag.
The class giggled as Sam let Just the Tip rest inside a moment, pressing it ever so gently into Paris. Ever so slightly the toy went deeper, Jones continued inching all of the dildo into Paris, and the deeper it went, the higher pitched the gagged moan became, when the silicone penis had dissapeared from view, Paris let out a loud exhale of a moan, her eyes rolling into her skull as my cameras filmed my teacher getting fucked by her teachers aid, broadcasting it to the screens around the room, and forever documenting the most pornographic scene in my collection.
Sam released the grip she had on the silicone balls for just a moment, taking a step back. The dildo remained in place, and the camera zoomed in on Paris' two filled holes, the pink jewel and balls shining in the fluorescent light, as her binds presented the plugged ass and silicone cock filled pussy quivering in anticipation and pleasure.
"I'll give you that girly, you're still pretty tight, I thought forsure as soaked as you were that thing would fall right out."
Sam returns to her position and with one hand gets a good grip on the base of the dildo, pressing it just a little deeper into Paris as she does, with the other hand she gets a grip on the Mohawk, she created from Paris' landing strip.
"What was it you said on your Scissor again? Something about fucking your bitch'sbrains out, and making them beg you to let them finish? Hm?" Sam mocks Paris, making eye contact through the legs of the bound teacher from where she was crouched.
"..and 'pain is pleasure, you'll learn to enjoy it.' ..do you really get any matches being so forward with that shit? You come off like a fuckboy, take her on a date first you freak..anyway let's see if you can find any wisdom in your own words.."
Sam continues quoting bits of Paris' scissor bio, outing her as well and mocking her game.
My unicorn, now the dominant force of the room, in full control of the scene before us, and Paris' body at this point, tugs on the Mohawk, pulling her pubic mound skin taunt as Paris' eyes begin to water, without pause, she rapidly pulls the dildo down nearly letting it escape Paris' lips, then plunges it as deep as it will go back into her, she repeats this over and over, building tempo, like a pro she pumps the dildo in and out of Paris at a steady speed now, Paris' once occasional moan is now a fairly steady, "mmmmmmmphhhahhhmmmah" into the tape. With her free hand Jones tugs at the Mohawked pubes on occasion, causing the steady moan to turn into a slight screech, she even manages to reach further past the bound girls waist, and twist at the girls nipples, while not breaking the pace of the dildo, and continuing to slide it in and out of Paris. Samantha was skilled in her lesbian endeavors, and probably made any girl she matched with on Scissor quiet happy. She was using those skills to get revenge on Paris now.
Within time, after repeatedly building up Paris, just to tug on her pubes, or twist her tits and bring her out of near orgasm, this tactic seemed to not be working, Jones was pumping the dildo into Paris as she moaned louder and bucked around as much as she physically could into her binds, she twisted her nipple to break the orgasm, not bothering to stop pumping as the twist or tug had been enough to ruin her orgasm before, but now it seemed it wasn't stopping the shamed teacher, she moaned louder, screaming pornographically at this point, as Jones gripped her pubes once more and tugged hard..Paris became even louder still, her body convulsions before us, her asscheeks jiggling aggressively, as the jewel in her asshole bounced a little vertically everytime the dildo made full entry into her pussy, the toy was now soaking wet, as was Jones hand, Paris was about to cum against her will in front of us all!
Jones stops abruptly, pulling the dildo out of Paris, the suction that had built up made a small popping noise, much to the giggles of the audience, Paris lay there ass up, her naked body glistening from the beads of sweat covering her entire body, she continued shivering in ruined pleasure, as close to orgasm as a woman can come, without cumming, her pussy remained slightly open, her lips pulsing, waiting for more, waiting to be finished.
"So you learned to find pleasure in the pain, and even came to enjoy it..I told you I'd make you my little bitch, you're not so tough now, just a little sub girl, you probably always were, hiding and keeping it a secret behind this dom act, I bet you if I took my panties out of your mouth, you'd beg me to keep fucking you in front of the class, until you can cum for us..over..and over..would you like that girly? You want to the class and the cameras to hear your little whore moans don't you?"
Sam teases Paris as she grips the tape along her mouth, Paris eagerly shakes her head no, for the first time that morning, wanting to keep the panty gag in place and maintain her silence.
All of this scene had been to much for me, I tried to stay on the sidelines, out of sight, out of mind, in the shadows if you will, just gawking in a perverse daze at the unbelievable scene I had just witnessed. I had came twice during the dildo pumping, my maxipad was now soaked and sticky, I didn't want to draw attention to how much I was enjoying myself, so I sat there in awe with the rest of the deliquents as Jones continued humiliating Paris, I was slightly snapped out of my daze when Jones spoke to me.
"Candace would you believe me if I told you this slut puts in her bio "when we fuck, you suck and lick it clean." next to a picture of her in a strap on?"
"I uh.." I hadn't expected to be spoke to and was kinda out of it from cumming moments before.
"..Probably wouldn't of believed it when I woke up today, but I sure as hell do now..I mean who's so forward like that? Does that really get you bitches Paris?" I ask, trying to manage a mocking laugh, my voice a little croaked.
"I KNOW RIGHT? I've never seen a profile like hers to this day, I saw it my first day on the app and never forgot it, I might not of recognized her if she hadn't mention being a teacher as her career choice, I suppose that was the "shared passion" that made her appear in the first place, but I remember being so put off by that, I mean here I am swiping through pretty girls who "love walks on the beach", who "wanna have drinks and just see where things go", The most forward thing you usually see is some hot girl with "DTF" being the sole thing in her bio. Then boom, strap on clad Miss "You're gonna suck after we fuck."
Sam speaks at me but not really to me, mostly just aloud, I think just using our conversation to further out and embarass our perverted Art Teacher, kink shaming her publicly.
She turns to Paris again, hands still on the tape, her fingers peeling an edge away slightly, and gripping the strip she's peeled in her fingertips, she speaks to Paris directly.
"Like what's wrong witchu girl, you can't save that kinda talk for after a first date? What kind of low class girls go for that, I mean being a sub to a beautiful woman.. well there's nothing with that, but any girl who swiped right on that filth of a profile you have..either is REALLY kinky, or doesn't respect herself..now when I rip off this tape, and pull my panties out of your mouth, you're going to show us what you expected your bitch to do when you were finished with her, and if you don't, well.. you'll learn not to defy me..why don't you lick the dildo clean of your shame, and show the class an example of a blow job.."
She rips the tape off Paris mouth with an audible tear, Jones then pinches the fabric dangling out of Paris' mouth and peels it out of her mouth and off her tongue, Paris gags as the spit covered panties exit her lips. She closes her eyes and gasps her first mouth breath in several minutes. When she opens them, the pink silicone cock is inches from her mouth, her eyes go wide, and even in her very helpless predicament, she begins to refuse Sam's order.
"I am NOT putting that thing in my fucking mouth I don't care what you do to me. The nerve YOU BITCH just you wait til...heywhatthefu.."
She was silenced when Sam began poking the silicone cock towards her mouth, she bucked her head around, protesting inaudible grunts, sealing her mouth closed as Sam pokes the tip all around her mouth, smearing bits of Paris' juices on her own face. Sam grabs her head with one hand and presses it against the desk, pinching her nostrils closed and resting the pink dildo near her mouth with the other. Then Jones patiently waited, having all the time in the world, within seconds, Paris having not been prepared to hold her breath, involuntary took a gasp for air, and that's when took the opportunity to fill Paris' gasping mouth with the fake cock that had been inside her moments ago.
"Taste your shame you fucking slut! Lick it clean! Do you taste how close you were? Get it good and clean for round 2!"
Sam mocked aggressively, as she pumped the dildo in and out of the helpless teachers mouth. Paris began gagging, her eyes watering and tears pouring down her face, not just from the shame of publicly being made to taste her body's reaction to being dildoed by Sam, but also from the gagging, Sam wasn't hurting Paris, or even shoving it far enough down her throat to actually choke Paris, but she was not being gentle with her motions, polishing the dildo clean of Paris' own juices with her saliva covered tongue. She pumped the dildo maybe 15 or 30 seconds, but it felt much longer as we watched our teacher be so brutally humiliated, and it must of been an eternity for Paris, after being fucked by the very thing she was now forced to suck, and kink shamed and ridiculed, gaining the bravery to audibly object to Sammy's demand, just to be forced to do so anyway..I kinda felt bad for Paris in a strange way, this was much further than I had ever gone, and I had gagged girls with their panties but everything about the scene Sam was presenting was very pornographic, I almost said something, stopped it then and called it a day, but..I mean technically my hands were clean, Sammy deserved her revenge, and I wanted to see it play out, I bit my tongue, dismissing my uneasiness and kept watching as Sam finishes face fucking Paris with the pink dildo. Paris lays there silent, drool dripping and eyes still watering.
"Well..class I'm sorry for that, our model didn't really want to cooperate, that is NOT a good blow job example, in sexual terms we call what I just did to Paris, face fucking, and it's never very pretty, as we seen here, but some couples are into that." Sam says, breaking the otherwise silent room.
She turns back to Paris picking her by the chin to look into her eyes, very close, Paris doesn't fight it, staring back coldly.
"You didn't want to submit voluntarily, so we will just have to force the matter, tell you what, I'm gonna start up round 2, and 3, 4..and so on, I'm going to fuck you so good..and bring you so very close, so many times, that you won't have a choice, but to beg me to let you cum, your body has already tried to go submissive on you multiple times, even rewiring itself to ENJOY me tugging on your pubes and twisting your tits, to let itself cum, the mind is strong, but the flesh is weak..how long til your pussy is telling your lips to say whatever I tell you to say? How long before your body follows my every command? How bad will you have to want it for you to beg for me to finish you in front of a classroom full of students? An Hour? Minutes? Seconds..? Let's find out.."
Sam finishes her words, dropping Paris' chin back to the desk.
As soon as her back is turned, and Paris is certain that Jones is returning to her position, crouched in between her legs, underneath the girls bent hips. She begins to plead with Sam.
"Miss Jones..I'm so sorry for everything earlier, I got a little carried away, you don't have to do this, I've learned my lesson, I..I submit to you completely..oh fu.." she exhales a soft moan when the dildo returns to its warm resting place.
"That doesn't sound like the little sub girl we've seen..tell her we want her to come out and play!" Jones says beginning to pump the dildo once more in and out of Paris.
Within seconds, Miss Jones expert hands have Miss Paris moaning loudly, without the panty gag, her sexy moans bounced around the concrete room, echoing as she grew louder and nearer to the climax, this time Jones was mixing the twists and tugs to stimulate small masochist reactions, with actual groping and rubbing, her hands rotating from massaging Paris' breasts, to twisting her nipples, she would tug at the woman's landing strip like before, but then gently caress her clit for a moment or two, not long enough or good enough to satisfy the woman, but teasing the clit with a gentle caress, just to give it a light pinch or flick at random times. The involuntary masochist reactions mixed with the genuine proper groping and petting, made our sweaty, naked, teacher near the brink of orgasm within a minute or two.
Jones was sure not to repeat any same motion for too long, even being random with the dildos momentum, never allowing the woman to bring herself to climax. Paris sounds went from standard, albeit loud moans, too whiny high pitched moans, sounding whinier and whinier the longer she went without orgasm, the only words she could manage were whimpers through the moans..things like: "Oh fuck.." or "Oh my God please" but mostly just nonstop moaning, in various pitches, little squeals when Sam would do something like pinch her clit, but even the squeals sounded erotic..whenever the various combos and cheat codes Sammy's hands used on Paris' body began to work too well..and Paris was close, Sammy would remove the dildo, and stop petting Paris.
She would pause just long enough to ruin the orgasm for Paris, and bring her back from near orgasmic daze, to her humiliating reality time and time again, she would turn her face to the screens broadcasting her humiliation, and bring her to brink of orgasm as she watched herself be fucked by the silicone dildo. Paris was a mess within a few of these, visibly shaking, her pussy pulsing and quivering after every ruined orgasm, Jones would take time to admire and make comments on the open hole she left behind everytime she pulled the dildo fully out. Jones herself began to be visibly shaken within a few moments as well, I hadn't thought how much this was probably turning her on, she was probably experiencing the opposite of Paris, in that she was normally a sub who was finding new found love for being the dom, her hands were shaking and a visible wet spot could be seen on her plain cotton briefs, she didn't bother hiding her enjoyment, teasing Paris as she fucked her and the woman moaned, the moans echoing through the room and carrying down the hallways of the empty schoolhouse.
"You're my bitch now aren't you?"
"You want to cum for the class don't you? Tell me how bad you wanna cum."
And similar belittlements kept coming out of the once so innocent seeming Sammy, herself being edged earlier, but the purple clit she had endured from the marker was nothing on what she had done, and was doing to Paris.
If I can give that lady anything, she held her grit for awhile, even as her body bucked and moans involuntarily escaped her lips, even when her hips began to assist the toy, and her ass bounced on the fake cock desperately trying to assist in completing orgasm, even when her body had given in, fully submitting to Sammy's will..her mind held strong..for awhile that is, even as Sam continued to belittle her, dominate her, mock her, and fuck her with a sextoy for an audience of deliquent students, Paris didn't willing submit. She didn't beg to finish other than the occasion "please" that would slip out, after an "Oh My God"or "Oh Fuck!" She didn't say she was Sammy's bitch, and..she didn't finish because of this..and she knew it..after several minutes of nonstop stimulation and ruined orgasm after ruined orgasm, something in her broke.
"Please let me cum.." Paris finally whined submissively.
Jones stopped pumping and groping Paris, breathing heavy from exertion, her own soaked panties showing the heavy breathing wasn't just from working the silicone toy. She bit her lip, smiling to herself, clearly happy with making the stubborn older teacher submit, and turned on from toying with her bound captive.
"Say you're my little bitch." Sam says cooly, with authority behind the command.
Paris doesn't flinch or hesitate.
"I'm your little bitch." Her voice stuck in a moany state after the perpetual edging.
"No. Say 'I'm Miss Jones little bitch, she's my master.' " Jones says, once again cold, demanding, dominant.
Once again not a second of hesitation, pure submission.
"I'm Miss Jones little bitch, she's my master...please let me cum Miss.."
Jones once again smiled to herself, not the wicked grin of revenge from before, but a satisfied with herself smile.
"Tell me what you want me to do to you, for Candace's cameras and the class..why don't you tell everyone exactly what you want, like a good little slut, and then maybe I'll think about giving you what you wish, but you better be specific, tell me exactly what you want me to do to you."
A flicker of hesitation, no doubt Paris was in her head thinking there's no way she could actually be about to say those words, in a room full of students, with cameras rolling!
Paris' hesitation caused Jones to act. She pressed her thumb into the buttplug jewel, pressing it slightly deeper, and with the same hand reached her middle finger to Paris' clit and began gently rubbing it, with her free hand she reached under the girl and groped both breasts, focusing extra time on needing her nipples, within seconds of groping Paris was already breathing heavy once more.
"Now don't be shy.. tell the class what you want me to do to you, don't make me ask again." Sam said seductively, but with dominance, it was a command.
Paris began to speak, through seductive breaths and moans, Jones continued gently fondling her ass with her free hand now, as she confessed her lusts.
"I want you to fuck me..with your pretty pink dildo..hard..and don't stop..and uhm..while you're doing that..I really want you to feel..your soft fingers masterfully working my clit..I'd kill to feel your lips against me..I want it bad..I want you bad Miss..I want to be yours.."
Paris softly moaned as Jones allowed her to confess, gently petting and fondling all of her sensitive regions, Paris sighed, and moaned, and breathed heavily but managed to tell Jones and the class what she wanted, I hadn't expected any of this and just sat there dumbfounded and in awe with the rest of the class, at the bdsm scene we had all just witnessed and was still unfolding before our eyes. I mean Paris just told Jones she wanted her..like really wanted her, she hadn't just wanted to achieve orgasm.
Jones stopped the touching once more, Paris whined a pathetic sub whine, no shame whatsoever, wanting to be pleased, her modesty and reputation long gone. She had been edged into complete submission and lost all sense of control or embarrassment in that moment, she wanted her master to finish her desperately.
"Thats cute, adorable even, you think I want you to be mine? I fucking made you mine, and I own you, but that doesn't mean I want you, you think I'd press my lips down there? You think you deserve oral after the way you've behaved today? You're lucky I'd even let you finish at all, and not keep edging you til the class and I grow bored, you've been nothing but an insufferable bitch since I've met you, and I've made you into a slut begging to cum for an audience within 10 minutes, I know these hands are skilled, but they'll never be yours, and you may be mine right now, but you'll also never be mine, you'll likely be searching for a dom that made you feel like I did the rest of your life, or try to mimick me when you dominate others, but you'll fail, you don't have the authority, you don't have the ovaries, you're just a little sub girl trying to run away from your identity. Stop running."
Jones says, placing the dildo deep into Paris once more, and releasing it, letting her vagina hold it in place.
"I'm gonna let you cum now, for being a good girl and telling me all those dirty thoughts you had of me and what you wanted me to do to you..but I won't be doing any of those things, not for you that is. But I do have a bit of a surprise for you and the class..I just know you're gonna love it.."
With that said, and with Paris wide eyed in anticipation of Jones' "surprise", Sam took her right hand and cupped the "balls" base of the dildo, she squeezed the silicone sack 3 times fast and an audible mechanical hum filled the room. The dildo had vibration compabilties all along, and Jones had just set it to the max setting!
Within seconds the vibrations had Paris moaning loudly, squeezing the base and turning on the vibrations also slightly puffed up the shaft of the toy, locking it in place hands free.
Jones stepped back, and advised the camera girl too as well.
The camera filmed the intensely erotic scene as Paris' bucked around in her doggy style position, she moaned louder even, screaming at this point, as she had her first shaking, violent, orgasm, her entire body tensed, toes curled, and back arching even further than before. She came hard, screaming provocatively as she did...she let out and exhausted but satisfied breath..she had got there..but it wasn't over..her cum dripped down her thighs from the hard orgasm from the repeated edging
"Another lesson of the day class..women have much less of a limit on how many orgasms they can achieve, it's a blessing more often than not, but sometimes it can be a curse..let's see if we can count how many times she cums before I let her go.." Sam said wickedly, not finished with poor Paris.
We counted 5 orgasms within the first 5 minutes of orgasmic torture, and another few after before Jones decided she'd had enough, reaching in between the legs of the shaking, cum and sweat covered, teacher, squeezing the "balls" once deflating the shaft and turning off the vibrations, the dildo fell out of Paris with ease, to the floor. Jones then popped the buttplug out of the exhausted Paris, she didn't resist in the slightest, her body deflated, her muscles sore from being tensed in orgasmic daze for so long. The plug made an audible pop and it was discarded to the floor as well.
Jones took a step away, and towards the camera girl, hand out. My camera girl obliged her visual request and handed the camera to Jones. Jones then stepped forward, camera in hand, documenting the limp, exhausted, naked body of Paris, taking time to step closer, and zoom in on the now, temporarily gaped open holes of the once cocky Art Teacher. Jones repeated the camera girls move of pressing the camera right up to Paris' pussy and asshole. This time the camera could see right inside either of them. The camera panned to the defeated girls face..
"I think that's enough for today don't you Candace?" Sam asks me.
"Yeah I'd say she's had enough..cut her free girls." My girls followed my command, Jones looked slightly nervous, probably because the woman she had just tormented was about to be free, and she hadn't expected that command to come so quickly.
The girls got Paris free of her binds and she groggily stood up, somehow even after everything she had just went through, her instinct was to take an enf pose, covering her breasts and soaked crotch , it was kinda cute, so I allowed it. Jones stood across from her, and I stood between them, the 3 of us facing the class, Paris butt naked, me fully clothed, and Jones in Paris' bra and her spare, pink cotton briefs, now soaked from toying with Paris.
"Well this is NOT how I expected my morning to go, I don't think any of us could of expected a day quiet like today, it goes without saying that whatever happened in this room, must stay in this room, if I get word of any of you bragging about what you seen today..you'll sincerely regret it, boy or girl, you'll be naked as the day you were born, spanked, and whatever other spontaneous punishment that comes to mind in the moment..I will film all of it, and I will send it to everyone in the school. Understood..?
"Yes Candace.." the class murmurs, loyally, but more so fearfully, imagining their own humilations..naked, spanked, and broadcasted..not a way they wanted to go. I needed fear them blabbering to others about their lucky day.
"As for you two.." I turned to the teacher's, looking at each of them one at a time as I spoke:
"I've filmed everything, if for any reason you wanna get brave and try to tell on eachother or me and my girls, for what happened here today, I will doctor the footage and make it look like two perverts wanted to toy eachother in front of a class of students, even making us film and watch their sex acts! Pretty sick if you ask me, you'd be ruined, never teach again..maybe even face some legal troubles..why don't we just chalk it up to even? You two are even..me and Paris are even, Paris knows not to fuck with Sam, you both know not to fuck with me, everyone's happy amirite?... no? Oh well, that's what's gonna happen. Now..the class and I are going to take an early out..I think we deserve it after our good behavior. You two are going to talk things out, until the sun goes down, sneak to your cars buck naked, and go home, that is unless you're brave enough to venture out in the daylight..you guys seem like you could use the space, just don't kill eachother, and uh..take care of the sexual tension yah'll got building, you could cut that shit with a knife.."
I said, finalizing the day, and not really knowing what else needs done here. I was also just wanting to go home to be honest. Eager to rewatch and get off a few more times to the days events, the humiliations I'd seen today, topping everything I'd ever done by far. But not before leaving with a souvenir and finalizing this humiliation.
"Sammy, strip, now."
I said, my hand out, gesturing to gimme her underwear.
Sam begrudgingly removed the two garments, first Paris' bra, covering her chest when the bra was removed, she then crouched and pulled her damp panties off of her feet and handed both garments to my outstretched hand, taking the enf pose alongside Paris.
The class began to stand up gathering their belongings to head home at my dismissal.
"Hands at your sides until every student has left."
Their arms dropped, both eager to be rid of the audience of eyes gawking at them.
One by one the students walked past the naked teachers as they headed to their cars, some walking or catching rides with others, having expected to be picked up a few hours from now. All of them sworn to secrecy, but never going to forget this day.
I told my girls I'd be right behind and suddenly it was just me and two naked ladies. I pace the room, slowly, building the suspense, and nonchalantly placing a secret camera on the side of the room, when I feigned tying my shoes..I finished pacing and walked towards the two nude girls..I stood in front of both of them.
"Bravo ladies, you both humiliated one another far greater than I would have EVER pushed things..it was pretty hot actually, the two of you's whole dynamic, dom girl sub, sub girl dom, kinda romantic if you ask me, now I'm not here to judge, if you girls wanna bang it out after this be my guest, if you wanna throw punches or fucking play rummy I don't really care..bide your time however you please until the sun goes down, don't you dare attempt to cover with any bits of paper or the like when you go to your vehicles, I'll know, don't ask how I will, but I will. Just don't forget what I told you, don't go getting brave or bold, don't conspire together, take this L and move on with your lives, knowing better than to mess with Candace Owens..or her girls..if not, my doctored footage will ruin you, and I will walk scott free. Capeesh?"
They both say "Yes Candace" in unison.
I then do something a little out of character, but a fitting farewell to the two naked ladies.
I step forward, with both of them facing me, in the middle of the two of them, with either one diagonal to me, I reach out with both hands, grabbing them both by their soaking wet pussies, and pulled them towards me, they both gasped and followed my hands lead, taking a step closer to me, and to eachother..they were both gorgeous, naked bombshells in their own unique ways, they were both wet and I could feel how fragile and aroused their pussies were, warm and swollen against my fingers as I pulled them even further in, and they followed, I looked each of them in the eyes as I spoke, alternating between the two to punctuate my dominance.
"You two.." I looked at Paris first.
"may decide who owns one another.." I turn to my unicorn, leaning in and speaking into her ear, but loud enough for Paris to hear.
"and may fuck eachothers brains out.." back to Paris, still cupping both of their pussies but not as firmly as when I pulled them forward, loosening my grip, very turned on and unsure what I was even doing here at this point..
"But whatever happens here..you two are mine..and I fucking own you, and if you think not, I have a video ready to upload to the interwebs that says otherwise."
My loosening grip had turned into a gentle rub of both of their clits, both of their eyes rolled into their skulls, I didn't know what had gotten into me, but I kinda liked it..
They were both already so worked up..they were melting at my fingertips, their breathing getting heavier in the few seconds that I rubbed..I wanted to MAKE them cum, but they also weren't really struggling..even if I was dominating them, I didn't really get off to getting a girl off..I wanted it to be..how to I put it..more reluctant/restrictive/forced/bound, I wanted to make a girl cum like Jones had Paris..for an audience..not get these two ladies who were basically begging for it at this point. I continued gently rubbing, guiding them by their pussies in the direction of my camera, they walked as I pulled them forward by their genitals, somehow enjoying my inexperienced fingers working them..I mean I know what I'd want but I'd never done anything with a girl. I definitely didn't want my friends to come back and find me like this..so I removed the hand that was caressing Sammy's "pristine" coinslot, reaching over and grabbing Paris' wrist as I continued rubbing her, guiding her hands to my target, where without hesitation, she began rubbing Jones where my hand was now absent, I pulled Jones hand towards Paris, replacing my own, and just like that, they were aggressively petting eachother, still reaching for one another from a foot or two away. I pushed their hips into one another, they looked eachother in the face, and I gently pressed their lips towards one another..
When I left them they were making out sloppily and there was some heavy petting going on, directly in front of my camera..you know just in case for added uhm..doctoring footage yeah that's it, for the doctoring footage..
I came back to retrieve my camera, and staked them out, awaiting the naked sprint from the double doors to their cars.
Just as the sun went over the horizon I saw the side doors to the building, nearest the employee parking, creep open, and Jones look either way, an arm across her naked breasts, they hadn't covered up with loose bits around the room..good girls.
When Jones was sure the coast was clear..they both ran out, naked, their beautiful bodies jiggling, and turning on motion lights as they sprinted to their cars..holding hands..giggling. Jones pulling Paris behind her, when they got to their vehicles, Jones unlocked hers and they both climbed inside and rode away, the last I scene of them, being both of their jiggling tits bouncing aggressively on the massive pothole the school refused to fix at the exit. I went inside, retrieved my camera and headed home. I suppose Paris came back for her car the next day, not sure.
Now I'm not obliged to say whats on that tape, but let's just say it would get me ALOT of dough on these amateur lesbian sites, I'll keep that in my back pocket..somehow these humiliations of the day had inadvertently caused a fling with my teachers..even after Jones had went off about "these hands may be skilled but they'll never be yours." crazy world..
The End Detention Chapter
After nearly a year's wait..the detention chapter to lesson in Karma has concluded, I'm going to be brainstorming for the next chapter(s) and trying to work on this project more often..I actually planned on writing for my summers contest(haven't forgotten the deadline tryna get a part out for that soon) and decided that I couldn't dare right a thorough part to that and neglect this..so thankfully here we are and this chapter is finished, little different take on some things, leaned a little out of the enf and into the bdsm world but I just took the story where it felt it should go, winging it the whole way, I'm really happy with the conclusion to this chapter and I cannot wait to start something fresh in the universe! Let me know what you thought. Also, side note, this part happened to be approximately 7000 words bringing the total to an even 100k.
Excellent conclusion to this arc! I have a feeling that Candace is going to start making a habit out of grabbing her victims by the pussy at the end of their humiliations, since that move is pretty much the most dominant thing a woman could ever do sexually to another.
Executionus wrote: ↑Sat May 21, 2022 5:35 am
Excellent conclusion to this arc! I have a feeling that Candace is going to start making a habit out of grabbing her victims by the pussy at the end of their humiliations, since that move is pretty much the most dominant thing a woman could ever do sexually to another.
Glad you thought so, was a relief to conclude the arc, feel like it's been in the way of continuing this series and any other pop up ideas I have, I feel you'd be correct in this assumption, not only did Candace enjoy the power and what this move did to her teachers, she had also never felt more in control of a woman then marching her by her cupped pussy. So she definitely enjoyed how it made her feel, as well as the reaction by her victims, but..she was also fairly secretive about this bit, so maybe she's a bit hesitant to bust the ultimate power move out in front of her friends..or the next time she does, she attempts to gage their reactions? Time will tell.
Nikolai wrote: ↑Sat May 21, 2022 3:49 pm
she was also fairly secretive about this bit, so maybe she's a bit hesitant to bust the ultimate power move out in front of her friends..or the next time she does, she attempts to gage their reactions? Time will tell.
She could always test the waters (no pun intended) by tying a naked girls arms behind her back in the locker room and then dragging her kicking and screaming out the locker room door into the gym class by her own pussy used like a handle. Candace could easily play that off for her crew as being bullying, not groping.
Executionus wrote: ↑Sat May 21, 2022 5:45 pm
She could always test the waters (no pun intended) by tying a naked girls arms behind her back in the locker room and then dragging her kicking and screaming out the locker room door into the gym class by her own pussy used like a handle. Candace could easily play that off for her crew as being bullying, not groping.
