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The Mangini Chronicles Volume 1
by arno

arnostrine (at) gmail (dot) com

PART 1

Description:
This is the first volume of what I hope to be many about High School Head Master, Eric Mangini. In this volume Eric begins the manifestation of his dark desires by entrapping and blackmailing a student into sexual slavery and humiliation.

Revelations
Eric Mangini laid the first set of photos on the desk. Just 30 seconds earlier she had been her smug and haughty self, but immediately her demeanor shifted. Ashley Waterford felt her stomach drop and her knees buckle; she knew the implication of what was in front of her and that she had badly misjudged her situation. Eric could see the rapid loss of blood in her face as she became pale. He smiled slightly.

Three weeks earlier Eric’s life was progressing as normal. St. Julius High School was nearing the end of another school year. He had woken up and ran his morning 6 miles before getting ready for school. Eric Mangini had become the youngest Head Master in the history of St. Julius not three years earlier. At 34, he was much younger than many of the tenured teachers- many were suspect. After successfully managing to raise teacher pay, test scores, and enrollment within the first 24 months of his arrival, he had achieved a cult like status. Like a sports star. He had become, in the eyes of staff, parents, and board members the embodiment of all that was good in the world. He was happy for the cover.

Eric drove the 30 minutes from the hills to the posh suburbs of St. Julius. California in mid-May was stunning in the morning. All was normal. It wasn’t until third period that things changed forever. While Eric was walking past the girl’s bathroom on the second floor he overheard voices in a high-pitched stage whisper. “Are you sure he’ll sell us the coke and the E?’ Eric was shocked and riveted, but he couldn’t make out the voice “Yeah. We’re gonna have the best time on Saturday.” He recognized that one- Ashley Waterford. No way, he thought. “I can’t believe you even know that guy,” the first voice said again. Eric could smell the weed they were evidently smoking. “Well, my dad got him off some drug charges and he is the hip-hop world’s dealer. I pulled him over for a side conversation and now we’re tight.”

“But he’s a black thug!”

Ashley let out a massive cough/laugh combination that Eric could tell was mostly induced by the hit she took. “I’m not buying him, just some drugs silly. Anyway, he’s swinging by after swimming today. He’s meeting me by my car out back. It’s going to be the best 18th birthday party ever. “

Eric quickly left the girls to their own devices and rushed back to my office. He knew this was his golden chance and he needed to prepare. He had been waiting since high school to carry out a vague plan of dominance and sexual blackmail, a sick perversion he developed and nurtured early on. He crafted his entire professional career around these desires and had finally reached the point where all of the pieces had fallen together. Eric was in finally in position to fulfill his long held sexual craving.

It wasn’t long until he realized how easy it would be. This being St. Julius, the entire school was outfitted with security cameras- and not your low-tech deli mart cameras. HD stuff the FBI wishes they could afford. It was easy to wait for the deal to go down and to get it on tape. But of course, that was never going to be enough. Ashley’s father was one of the most prominent and egomaniacal criminal defense lawyers in Southern California. She would have the best attorneys that would get her probation and a pre-trial intervention. The charges would quickly go away and ultimately it would harm the reputation of the school and cost me dearly. Clearly, Eric knew he needed more.

It didn’t take long. A $2500 investment in a private investigator was worth every penny. Mr. Mangini had him follow Ashley’s dealer-friend (Anfernee) around for a week- selling drugs, having sex with underage teens and the like. After a couple of weeks Eric confronted Ashley’s guy with the photos, but told him he’d gladly look the other way if he helped him out with a plan. Eric knew it was a win-win and soon the two were fast friends.

Anfernee and Eric wound up hanging out at Emerald drinking Makers and smoking great weed. Eric thought he was already getting good stuff but Anfernee had serious bud. As they spoke, Anfernee told Eric that Ashley’s dad charged him a fortune and was more concerned about his own reputation than the well being of his daughter. Of course, Mr. Waterford had become a customer of Anfernee’s by trial’s end. Mr. W was divorced and clearly wrapped up in his own world. He simply wanted his daughter to have the best and let her do as she wished. They were rich and the more she did her own thing anyway, the easier it was for him to live the bachelor life he felt he deserved.

“The one thing he did say to me though” Anfernee said “ was he wouldn’t tolerate bad p.r. That was his biggest fear. He made me promise to never sell Ashley any drugs. He didn’t want her to get messed up in anything that would make him look bad.”

“That’s great. This is gonna be too easy.” Eric got up to pay. After all, it was 2am on a school night. “Yo this shit’s on the house B. See you on Saturday, nigga” Anfernee said. Eric smiled and staggered toward the door.

Thinking about Ashley on the ride home left Mangini swollen and in need of release. Ashley wasn’t the prettiest girl in the school for certain. However, at 5’6, 120 ponds, she was lovely. He figured her chest was in the 34b range and looked forward to confirming that assumption soon. Her face was adorable. She had cute, pert lips, hazel eyes and a lovely honey brown head of hair that came straight down to her shoulders. Hair that was all the more fetching when she wore it pulled back in a ponytail. Physically she was super cute but her haughty personality and overbearing arrogance (the apple never falls far from the tree) were in need of a makeover and Eric was excited at the prospect of being the one to do it. By the time he pulled into the garage it was all he could do to get to bed and jerk off thinking about owning the snotty little princess.

The Take Down
Anfernee had Ashley meet him at the mall that was a block down the road from school Saturday at dusk. He told her he didn’t trust the school as a meeting place. Ashley retorted, “Those cameras don’t work in that parking lot. Mr. Mangini is just trying to make parents feel safe. He’s a fucking tool of the board anyway. He might be the Head Master but he’s still a piss on. I’ll have more money than him when I turn 21 than he’ll ever make.” “Well I ain’t taking that risk. If you want me to hook you up meet me at Section D in the parking garage at Oak Tree Commons. We’ll drive around the burbs and share a spliff.”

“Fine” Ashley spat. She didn’t like answering to people, not least a former gang-banger from Long Beach who her dad just helped escape jail time. She figured at least the joint would be free, the best quality and she could be outta there in 25 minutes. The dealers always have better shit than the customers she once heard her dad joke to a former client.

Ashley swung her new VW bug (an early birthday present) around the parking lot until she spotted Anfernee’s black Escalade. She pulled in the spot next to his hoping for a quick exchange of money and drugs through two open car windows.

Anfernee rolled down his window. “Yo girl hop in. We ain’t gonna do this shit right here.” Ashley sighed and rolled her eyes. She knew he’d draw the deal out. Of course, she knew that she encouraged it as well with her tight fitting t-shirt and the short jean skirt she was wearing. Ashley got in the Escalade and within minutes they were driving around smoking a joint making small talk about movies, TV, and the zip of coke and the thirty Es she was buying (“There’s a lot of us going to Coachella. Daddy paid for a limo and hotel rooms for us in Palm Springs”) It wasn’t long before Anfernee and Ashley had smoked a whole joint. When it was done Anfernee turned up the music and Ashley’s heart began to race. She was really, really high.

Soon, the thud of the rap music in the car was making her nauseous. She was as high as she’d ever been off a joint, no doubt. But something else was going on. It was the strongest weed of her life. She was disoriented- almost as if she wasn’t mentally within her body. Which was a whole other matter. She realized her body felt numb but also highly sensitive at the same time.

“We’re here”. Anfernee had stopped the car. They had pulled into an apartment complex alley and into a garage. She didn’t remember getting there.

“I gotta get you your drugs girl. C’mon I thought you had to go. Why you movin’ so slow”.

The entire car conversation was archived from the microphone on Anfernee’s RocaWear hat to the iPod in his jacket getting every incriminating word. The video camera hidden in the passenger side mirror captured the scene for posterity. Of course, that little piece was just extra insurance; the appetizer before the planned main course.

Ashley tried to play it cool. She dazedly opened the car, climbed out and followed Anfernee up the stairs and collapsed onto the couch in the living room. Anfernee sidled up next to her and within minutes had his tongue in her ear and his hands under her Paul Frank Julius shirt.

“That weed was dusted. It feels good don’t it girl” Anfernee was a master. The apartment was wired with cameras, mics and wi-fi for immediate data capture and real time viewing at home for Eric. There would be plenty of time to edit this film later, Eric thought as he sat, eyes glued to the TV, dick in hand, waiting for the show to really get good.

Ashley was a picture of loveliness on the couch. Her lips were slightly parted in and her head was back, brown hair draping over the right side of her head as Anfernee seduced her with aid of the dusted joint. Ashley clearly couldn’t control what was going on.

It wasn’t long before Anfernee had Ashley’s shirt and bra hiked under her chin, pert 34bs (I was right!) out and her Miss Sixty jean skirt on the floor. He pulled the waist of her pink panty to the side and played with her clit for a bit. He slid first one, than two fingers into her sopping cunt, slowly finger-fucking her, flicking her clit with his thumb, and alternating his lips on nipples, neck and ears. Ashley was overwhelmed; she didn’t want to be involved with Anfernee but everything felt so distant and disjointed while at the same time the feeling building in her “special spot” (as her mom had taught her to call it long ago) was undeniable. Every kiss on the nipples and neck produced electric shivers up and down her perspiring body. This was better than any of the times she had let any of her boyfriends hook up with her. Anfernee seemed to know exactly what to do and soon Ashley became conscious only of the impending orgasm building up in her crotch and the rapid breathing and high pitch sounds she was involuntarily producing.

It took Ashley 6 minutes to come harder than she had ever before. The drugs and the contempt turned sexual attraction she felt for big, black Anfernee combined hit her hard. But as fast and hard as the orgasm came, the wave of guilt, shame, and revulsion hit her harder. It wouldn’t be the last time by a long shot. She had no idea this was just the beginning.

Anfernee had quickly taken off his pants to reveal a sturdy 7” cock. Uncircumcised. He grabbed her by the cheeks and lifted her face up to its tip and menacingly laughed at her. “You didn’t think a nigger drug dealer like me could get you off you rich white bitch. Now it’s your turn to get me off. When was the last time you had a dick in your mouth?”

Ashley immediately started sobbing and sputtering. “I’ve only given head 12 times. Two weeks ago was the last time. “ “Two weeks? 12 times? Bitch you 18 now and your boy barely getting any? That’s weak shit. Well, this shit’s gonna be number 13. I’m gonna teach you how to suck a dick proper. Now get off the couch and onto the floor, on your knees like the dog you are.”

Ashley’s panties were pulled halfway down between her thighs, just under her ass. It was unbearably sexy to see her perfect tight ass displayed like that as she rested on all fours. Better than if she was naked- it was dirty. Her brown hair fell behind her head and the camera positioned on the opposite side of the room could see she was sobbing. Eric knew he’d edit that out for later for sure. But he was enjoying it now.

Ashley rested on both knees as Anfernee walked up to her putting his erect cock lightly next to her tear-streaked cheek. “Put your hands behind your back bitch. Now open and suck.” Eric had told Anfernee to only get a blowjob from the girl and not to be too rough with her. He wanted to be the only one to have her; at least for a little while.

After a few minutes of awkwardly sucking Anfernee, he roughly popped out of her mouth. “Bitch you can’t suck a dick. I should call one of the sistah’s to come over and teach you how.” Anfernee laughed as he saw Ashley’s eyes go wide with fear with the thought of another person joining them. He picked up a remote, turned on the tv, grabbed Ashley by the hair and yanked her up to sit on the couch. “Watch this, bitch”

Ashley looked unbearably sexy still in the bra and shirt pulled above her tits and the panties half pulled down her legs. She watched, riveted as some obviously very young black girl was worshipping (there was no other explanation for it) what was obviously Anfernee’s hideous, uncircumcised monster. The girl (she couldn’t have been more than fifteen) kissed and licked it from the tip to the base while always cupping and jiggling the balls. After a few minutes of this treatment she took the head into her mouth, bobbing up and down while occasionally flickering her tongue around the head.

Ashley had seemingly forgotten about everything and was glued to the tv. Anfernee sat next to her and subtly took her hand and put it on his cock. He put his hand over hers and directed her into giving a handjob while she watched the tv.

Soon, the on-screen girl was bobbing up and down on the thick, black cock, making gagging and slurping noises that got louder with each passing minute. On-screen Anfernee was saying “Go chicken head. You can pump that pussy now.” Anfernee’s on-screen partner began furiously rubbing her black pussy (Ashley had never seen another spread pussy, let alone a naked black girl) while rapidly bobbing on Anfernee’s cock. In no time, on screen Anfernee said “It’s time to take it, bitch”. He pulled up to her open mouth and shot a massive wad of cum all over the girl’s face. As it dripped down to the girl’s neck and breasts, Ashley understood for the first time what a “pearl necklace” referred to on that Sex in the City episode she had recently seen on TBS.

Anfernee’s on-screen girl began licking all the sperm with one hand while furiously rubbing her clit with the other. Soon, the girl was moaning in orgasm and cleaning the remaining slime off Anfernee’s cock with her mouth and tongue. Suddenly, the TV went off and Ashley was yanked back to earth from her thoughts as Anfernee began to push her head into his lap. “Now do exactly what the girl in the video did for me and maybe I won’t have to share you with my brotha friends later tonight.”

Ashley was too scared at the prospect to resist. Soon she was licking and sucking just as she had seen it done on the screen. She knew that she looked like a whore. Every time she gagged or slurped it made her want to vomit. She certainly felt used and degraded. However, she realized she was also turned on as Anfernee had imperceptibly guided her one free manicured hand to her sopping pussy. The only difference between the ending on screen and the live action in Anfernee’s crib was that Ashley actually came before Anfernee came all over her.

Anfernee made her lick clean his balls and cock and after making her drink some mouthwash and towel off his semen, made her make out with him for a good ten minutes. Eric planned to edit that later to look as if it was the start of their little session. The kissing and gentle over the shirt and bra breast rubbing Anfernee ended with would make for a convincing consensual start to the whole affair.

Anfernee and Ashley silently got dressed. The drugs and the orgasms had subsided and she was in a confused and unstable frame of mind as Anfernee drove them back to her car. It had seemed like they were gone for hours but in fact his dashboard clock had read 10pm. They had only been gone for two.

Anfernee pulled up next to Ashley’s car and told her to get out and never say shit about tonight. “What about my drugs?” asked Ashley. Anfernee laughed. “That shit is bad for a girl like you Ashley. Besides, I promised your Daddy I wouldn’t sell you any. Of course, we didn’t talk about you sucking down my cock and cum. He probably ok wit dat anyway since it’s wit someone he knows, hahahahaha.” Ashley, burst into tears and jumped out of the car. Her new VW quickly peeled out of the mall garage as she went straight home for a long, cleansing shower.

Anfernee picked up the phone and dialed Mangini immediately. “How was that E-Boy? We all square?” “God damn Anfernee, I’m glad I didn’t let you fuck her- she almost died when she saw that uncircumcised hose of horror!” “Well, have fun and good luck. You better call me and let me have another crack at her.” Eric laughed. “It will be my pleasure for young Ashley to serve you. I think she’ll be available for quite some time. I’ll call you in a few weeks”. Anfernee gave a peace out and, Eric. dick in hand, immediately set to editing the evening’s action.

Ashley Tastes Her New Life

As Ashley feebly looked at Mr. Mangini from across the desk it was evident she had switched from superior to supplicant in a matter of moments. It was if Eric had run across the room and kicked her in the stomach. The tears began to well up as it became clear she was in deep trouble and at his mercy. The pictures showed her doing drugs and sucking the cock of a thuggish black man. There were at least 50 pictures but she only needed to see a couple before melting down.

“Please Mr. Mangini. I don’t know how you got those but I was drugged and raped. You can’t let those get out! My dad will turn his back on me and I will lose everything I have” she pathetically sobbed. Eric walked around the desk and gave her a box of tissues. “Now, now Ashley, this sure doesn’t look like rape to me”. He turned on the tv monitor that was in his office, behind Ashley, and twirled her seat around. Ashley watched the edited version of the tape, where it looked like Ashley seduced Anfernee into giving her free drugs for a blowjob, in abject horror. Ashley could tell she had been duped and made to look like a two-bit whore- one who even masturbated while giving a blowjob. She was humiliated, scared and defeated.

The tape finished and Eric sat and watched Ashley sob for 10 minutes. Finally, she seemed to calm down. When her panting had stopped she looked up at, red-eyed and pleading. “Please have some mercy on me Mr. Mangini”. Eric got up and slapped her tartly across the face, “From now on, when you are with me alone you will refer to me as Sir or Master. In public, you may continue to call me Mr. Mangini, unless I tell you otherwise. As for mercy, you’ll need to earn mercy. The facts are, in the briefest of terms, this: I own you now. You will do exactly as I ask of you for as long as I wish. Your desires, thoughts, wants and needs are no longer a concern to myself or to you, You exist to please me from now on. I will be using you as I see fit. If you obey you will be rewarded. If you do not, you will be punished. If successive punishments do not persuade you to behave and obey, I will release this tape to the world and your precious life will be over. However, if you please me I’m certain you could earn your release before you go away to college”.

Ashley looked stunned. She immediately grasped that she had no choice. She was scared what was in store for her. She had always been her superior self when dealing with Mr. Mangini. Now he owned her.

Eric walked around to his desk and sat down. “Stand up Ashley” he commanded. “Put your hands by your side.”. Ashley stood up and trembled as Eric devoured her body with his eyes. He took out a minicam from one of his desk drawers and started filming. Ashley was a vision of loveliness. She was in a starched white blouse buttoned almost to the top. Clearly visible underneath was a lacy pink bra (she must have driven the Seniors wild all day, Eric thought) and a sexy pair of three-quarter length pants on with a pair of white, low top Converse. The pants showed off her tight little ass and the blouse made her small breasts seem irresistibly alluring. She was wearing just a touch of pink lipstick and some sparkly blue eye shadow.

“Now I’m going to ask you some very personal questions. We will be finding out, over time, the true answers to these questions. For now, I expect you to tell the absolute truth. If you lie now your punishment will be twice as severe as when I catch you later. Do you understand?” Ashley nodded her head yes. “Ashley, how do you address me? I thought you were a good student? Can you not follow simple instructions without the need for correction? You WILL answer me when I speak to you. Not nod your head. Now I asked you, do you understand”?

Tears welled up in Ashley’s eyes as she quietly said, “Yes, Sir, I understand”

Eric proceeded to ask Ashley a series of intimate questions designed to learn more about her, to make her fearful of what was to come, and to degrade and humiliate her.

Eric: How old were when you first had sex?
Ashley: 17
Eric: Just last year. How many times have you had intercourse?
Ashley: 11
Eric: Only 11 times in almost a year? You are wasting your talents and not listening to your own slutty desires, dear Ashley. Were you telling Anfernee the truth, was he the 13 time you sucked cock?
Ashley: (stammering) y-y-yes
Eric: When was the first time you kissed a girl.
Ashley: Never, that’s disgusting.
I was glad to see a little of Ashley’s bitchy self come to life
Eric: Do you masturbate?
Ashley: Only a few times
Eric: Why?
Ashley: It’s embarrassing and gross.
Eric: Have you ever had anal sex or anything in your ass?
Ashley: N-n-n-no
Eric: You will….Now Ashley I want you to unbutton your blouse and leave it open in the front.

Ashley started to shake and her fingers trembled as she unbuttoned the blouse. Mangini produced a Polaroid camera and began taking photos of her. “Take off the blouse and the bra now Ashley.” Ashley looked at him for a moment before, lower lip trembling, she shook off the shirt and unclasped the bra. For a moment the straps hung over the shoulders as she covered the front cups in a last bid for modesty. Eric gave her a nod in between snapshots and she let the bra drop to the floor.

“Small but delightfully perky boobies, Ms. Waterford. I bet they’d look great after some tattoos, don’t you think?” She was about to respond when he stepped up to her to suck a tit into his mouth. He playfully bit a nipple and stepped back. Ashley was flush from the mortification and discomfort of her situation. He’d let that feeling linger.

Slowly Eric went through the entire undressing process, taking pictures at all stages and from a variety of angles. After 20 minutes she was fully undressed, on all fours in the middle of his office. He glanced at the clock and realized they only had 15 minutes until the next period. Eric put the camera down on the desk next to the sixty Polaroids he had just taken. He walked up to Ashley, grabbing a handful of brown pubic hair with his left hand (giving it a gentle tug) and cupping a breast with the other.

“I’ll be shaving this soon for you” he whispered into her ear, words and delivery eliciting the shudder from her he was aiming for. He pinched the nipple of her left breast and worked his tongue over her neck and chest. Young girls can’t resist the sensation- it involuntarily juices them for action. He circled her clit with a finger a few times before stepping back from her flushed body.

“Only five minutes before class, Ashley, so I’ll be brief”. Ashley gave a hopeful look at the thought of her ordeal ending for the day; in fact she began reaching for her clothes. “Whoa, not so fast little lady. You don’t put on clothes until I want to see you in clothes. Today is your first training day so I’ll let it slide. But you best learn to obey quickly or you’ll soon regret it. Now as I was about to say, we are going to play the first of many fun and interesting games.

CHAPTER 4
Ashley’s Slow Torment Begins

Ashley was still on all fours staring up at her new Master. Eric reached down next to her, opened her pocketbook took out her black, RZR video phone and programmed in his “special cell phone” number (he had, of course, gotten an untraceable phone line separate from his normal one just for Ashley). “I have programmed my number into your phone. I expect to receive a video message from you before the day is out. You are to go to the little girls room and film yourself pissing,” he said as he smirked down at her. “That’s disgusting! I won’t do it” Ashley snarled as she started to rise indignantly.

Eric quickly grabbed her by the hair and slapped her face. “Perhaps you have forgotten who your Master is now. You do as I say without complaint or your little fun time with Anfernee becomes internet fodder for the rest of your life. And we both know that Daddy won’t be keeping you around after that, Princess. Don’t we? I wonder what it’s like being poor?”

Ashley began to cry again. “When I tell you to do something you WILL do it. Disobeying only means punishment and pain for you. And ultimately, you will fulfill my commands in the end anyway. Let me be perfectly clear. For this task, you are NOT to sit on the toilet. I want you to squat on the seat so that I can see the piss squirting out of you when you go. Every drop.”

Eric let go of her hair (she was now standing upright) and sat down in the chair behind his desk. “Come here” he beckoned. Ashley, still whimpering, meekly walked to his desk. “Now Ashley, you WILL send me the video I requested before the day is out or you will be punished severely. Now lay across my lap.” Ashley stared at Eric, her new “owner”, for a moment but saw the steely look on his face and complied fairly quickly. Eric pulled a ruler out from his desk and looked at her.

“This is a reminder to you that you will do as you are told from now on. I’m going to spank you for your disobedience. 10 sharp whacks to remind you I am not fucking around. “ And with that he administered 10 swift and hard blows to Ashley’s sweet little ass. Ashley was crying in full again after he had finished. As she lay sobbing, sprawled across his lap, he took the opportunity to take one last Polaroid for his collection. The picture was just of her ass- he didn’t want people to know it was her when they saw it. He wanted it to be a permanent but personal reminder of her new servitude; A humiliating souvenir for her to look at every day to remember their first little meet up and to remid her of her new caste.

“Now get dressed and get to class. I’ll text you your next assignment after I get your 1st little movie production.” Ashley got up, her sobs starting to slow to sniffles. Just as she finished dressing the bell for the next period rang. Ashley turned to leave for class but before she walked out Eric called out to her ”Oh and Ashley, this is for you” handing her the picture of her freshly spanked ass. “I expect you to hang it prominently in your locker by day’s end to remind yourself of me every time you open it up.” Ashley grabbed the picture and shoved it in her pocketbook. She wondered what she would tell her friends that it was when they inevitably saw it taped up with the rest of her locker photos.

“I’ll be seeing much of you later I suppose,” Eric said, chuckling as he opened his office door to let Ashley out.

The next few hours were probably as difficult for Mangini as they were for Ashley. However, he had to force himself to concentrate and get through all the work he had on his plate. It was a Thursday afternoon and Eric wanted to make sure he would be able to clear his Friday and weekend of administrative duties as he had other “work” to get started on with Ashley’s humiliation and training. It took all of his strength to keep it in his pants until later in the day. As turned on as Eric was, he wanted to make sure to save his strength for Ashley later.

Finally, at 1:48 Eric received a video message from Ashley. He quickly uploaded it to his iBook laptop and played back the file. It was hysterical watching Ashley try and balance on the toilet seat while holding the camera phone to film her humiliation. Tears streamed down her face as the liquid started, dribbling at first, but soon forming a hard stream of piss from her cunt to the bowl. At one point, she lost balance and caused herself to pee down her left leg. The video ended with Ashley wiping pee from her ankle up to her thigh.

Eric sent Ashley a quick text: “Good job, buttercup. I’m sure you’ve never seen yourself piss before. I’m not sure you’re properly potty trained though. I think we may have to re-teach you how to go to the bathroom LOL. As soon as school is over, get in your car and drive to section 1Z of the Oak Tree Commons Mall. Call your house and make sure no one expects you until later this evening. I’ll be seeing you there at 4pm sharp.”

It was hard to get through the day for 2 people at St. Julius that day.

At 10 to 4, Ashley pulled into the lot while Eric was watching her from across the street. He sat in his car, safely shaded from view under a tree. At two to four Eric called her. “I’m in the black Lexus across the street. Let’s go.” He watched Ashley get out of the car and dash across the street. As soon as she sat down he put his hand on the inside of her left knee and grabbed her head to with the other hand. He roughly mashed her lips to his forcing his tongue into her startled mouth. She barely kissed back but it hardly mattered. Eric pulled away, smiled at her and started to drive.

“Where are you taking me, Sir?” Eric was impressed she remembered the Sir. She was stone faced as if trying to pretend it wasn’t really her in the car. “Well Ashley, I’m inclined to leave that as a surprise for you. But let’s get something straight. From now on, when you and I are alone together you will greet me properly. You are to kiss me hello. Do you understand?” “Yes Sir” Ashley mumbled. “So you don’t have to worry about questions of destination, I made a little film for you to watch on the ride up. “ She glared at Eric in panic as he turned on the in-dash DVD and started the video of Ashley peeing in the bathroom. Ashley’s eyes welled up as she watched the scene of her spanking and humiliation from the Principal’s office earlier in the day fade into her session with Anfernee. Of course, there was some slow-mo, replay and the like mixed in for a more professional and compelling show.

After about 20 minutes of driving further out from the city, Eric pulled into a cheap, anonymous gas n’ grocery place. He turned off the car and looked at Ashley. “Time to stop sobbing and straighten up, buttercup.” She kept her head down, looking at her lap. Eric grabbed her chin and forced her face to look at his “The time for you to bemoan your situation is over! You put yourself in this situation and you will either submit to and obey EVERYTHING I tell you to do or you will be punished and STILL submit and obey! And if the punishment doesn’t cure you of your insolence than exposure is the only answer. I’m sure the internet would have a field day with that DVD, eh?”

He let that sink in for a few seconds and slapped her across the face lightly; not enough even to leave a red mark but enough to startle her out of another round of woe is me tears. He reached across her and grabbed a small cosmetics bag out of the glove. “Here you go. You are to put on the make-up in this bag and clean yourself up in the bathroom. You are to take no more than 10 minutes or you will be punished. And here” I said as I reached into the back seat for a bag, “you’ll change into these clothes and meet me at the car. If you are late, you will be punished. Hopefully you won’t give me cause to think of what that punishment will be,” he said, smirking.

Ashley looked at him for a few seconds before blankly saying “Yes Sir”.

“You look beautiful, buttercup,” Eric said as he leaned into her for a long kiss. Reluctantly Ashley opened her mouth and slowly moved her tongue around with her Principal’s, as he pressed deeper past her teeth. After a few minutes of suck face Eric deftly unbuttoned the top 2 buttons of Ashley’s white shirt and slipped his hands over that lacey pink bra. After a minute he knew those 34bs needed some release.

Eric disengaged from their kiss to start sucking lightly all over Ashley’s neck, his hot breath expertly serving to involuntarily arouse her. As he used his left hand to quickly unclip her bra from the back, he stuck his tongue in her ear and whispered “No bra for the rest of the day Ashley” as he removed her undergarment.

Ashley knew that would mean anyone who would see her at the gas station and god knows where else would be able to see her now erect nipples through her blouse. She shivered as Eric cupped her uncovered, milky white breasts while again kissing her deeply. Ashley’s breath began to quicken as he let his left hand up top to play with her while moving his other hand up and down her crotch, through her tight fitting pants. Ashley was beginning to give into the pleasure when suddenly Mangini stopped, backed off and looked at her.

“I’m gonna fill up the car and maybe get a snack. Meet me back at the car in 10 minutes.”

Ashley went to button her shirt and Eric quickly slapped her hand “Ashley,” he said condescendingly to her “don’t button unless I tell you to button. From now on you wear your clothes as I leave them or tell you to wear them.”

“B-But Sir, with no bra and 2 buttons undone you can see my chest” Ashley stammered.

“There’s no need to be shy anymore. I’ve already seen you naked and will again many, many times. We have a few months of fun ahead of us. Besides, it’s not like anyone here knows you. In fact, I think 3 buttons would look even sexier so why don’t you unbutton the next one too, before you go to the bathroom to change.”

Ashley went ashen as Eric reached into her shirt to squeeze both of her nipples one last time before letting her out to the bathroom to change into her outfit and new make-up. Mangini started his watch and told her to make sure and be on time. Ashley walked off to the bathroom around the corner of the convenience store part of the gas station. Eric filled the car and left a note on the passenger side window for Ashley to meet him in the store.

Eric spent his five remaining minutes shopping for a few items for later. No one was around as they were kinda in the middle of nowhere. The day laborers that populated the area were still grunting out the end of their day. There was a slovenly Mexican behind the counter to match the run down store. He just sat there thumbing through a Hot Rod magazine.

Eric grabbed a three-blade razor and some shaving gel, rolling papers, mouthwash, a toothbrush and tooth paste, some water and strolled over to pay. The big guy rang him up and was giving change when all of a sudden he froze and his mouth dropped slightly. Eric looked at his watch timer and it read 9:33- Ashley was just in time.

Ashley was walking up to the store and was creating the effect Eric had desired on the Mexican in the store. Eric could only imagine the pretty, spoiled schoolgirl’s abject horror in the filthy bathroom having to change out of her pants and into the shortest pleated grey schoolgirl skirt imaginable. For so long Eric desired this he indulged fully in the clichés of the outfit. Ashley had on new patent leather Mary Janes and knee high white stockings to boot. Her nipples were clearly visible and raised from the constant rub of the fabric against them. Her white blouse was unbuttoned as he had left it and it was easy to see her breasts with every step she took.

Mangini had Ashley vamp out whorishly with the glossiest deepest whore red lipstick, bright emerald eye shadow and heavy pink blush that encouraged the perception she was flushed from recent nefarious action. Ashley opened the door and silently stood to Eric’s left. He looked at her and patted her on the head. “Please clasp your hands behind your back Ashley,” he said to her. She shot him a nervous glance but complied.

“Hey hombre” Eric said to the counterman. “You like this gringo meat? Wanna take a look at her?” Ashley trembled and said nothing as the disgusting, fat man leered at her. Before the Mexican could answer. Eric had Ashley’s shirt out of the skirt and unbuttoned to the bottom. Ashley just stared ahead, hands behind her back, as her new Master exposed her breasts to the man.

“God damn, she’s hot. Senior, how much for a quick one in the back”?

Eric looked at Ashley, who was clearly scared, and asked her “How much do you think this gentleman should pay you for a blowjob, Ashley?” “Uh-I don’t know S-s-s-s-sir” Ashley sputtered out. The Mexican was jumping up and down a little with excitement causing his belly fat to grossly jiggle around. Ashley looked as if she might throw up. “I’ll pay you $100 dollars, senior!” he said.

Eric looked thoughtfully at Ashley. After a few seconds he looked at the counter guy “That’s more than she’s worth right now I think, but soon she’ll be ready to earn it. Until then, a penny for your thoughts.” Mangini picked up his bag of stuff, grabbed Ashley by the hand and walked her out the door, open blouse exposing her pert breasts to the outside air. They left the Mexican holding a Polaroid of Ashley on all fours, naked, to remember them by.

Ashley quickly got in the car. Eric pulled away, back onto the highway and let the car sit in silence for several minutes before glancing at Ashley’s tear stained face. “That was a good display, buttercup. I’m sure that guy will remember you for a long time! We’re almost to our destination so I thought I’d let you relax the rest of the way.” As he drove he reached over and reclined her seat slightly. He then began to fondle her exposed tits, pinching and lightly swirling his fingers around her nipples. Eric rubbed his hand sensuously around her belly, often slipping his fingers under her skirt and panties, gently caressing her pubic hair and pressing down ever slightly every now and again right above her vagina. It wasn’t long before Ashley started breathing more quickly, squirming in her seat, oblivious to the outside world, involuntarily getting turned on.

After 10 minutes of pure teasing Eric pulled Ashley’s panties to the side and began to caress her vagina. For another 10 minutes he flicked her clit and used her increasing wetness to occasionally stick a finger up her snatch. They were almost to their destination when Eric gently took her left hand and placed it on her glistening teen cunt.

“Finish yourself off Ashley” he said. Ashley, as if in a trance, brought herself to orgasm within 3 minutes. Inwardly Eric was thrilled; he was certain none of her feeble high school lovers had ever taken that kind of time to build her up like that.

Ashley’s shudders of bliss subsided and she realized, for the first time, that they had stopped driving. She looked over at Eric and saw the raging erection he now had from watching her bring herself to orgasm. He had imperceptibly to her, taken out his cock and begun stroking himself after he had parked the car in the driveway of his secluded lake house. He grabbed one of Ashley’s juice covered hands and placed it on his cock. She immediately started stroking it but tried to turn her head away. With his free hand, Eric grabbed her hair and forced her to look at him. This startled her and caused her to momentarily stop stroking the cock in her hand so Eric had to put his hand over hers and put her back in motion before he began to spell out some rules.

“Ashley, you are ALWAYS to look directly at anyone you are touching or engaged with from today forward. Unless otherwise ordered, you will obey ANY request or command by me or anyone else that is using you sexually as I see fit. You are a pretty but worthless little whore who will do whatever I wish from now on. Do you understand?” “Yes Sir” Ashley quietly responded.

“I’m glad Ashley. Now let’s go in and get started. We have much to do this evening. I know you probably would rather stay in the car and put that pretty little red mouth on my cock, but there’s plenty of time for you to slurp my sperm later, dear. Now do me a favor and button up and meet me at the front door.”

Eric got out of the car and opened the door to the house. He had previously set up a tripod with a video camera in the living room to film Ashley’s entrance for a later movie and popped over to turn it on. Ashley was on the porch looking like a Valley porn slut arriving on set for a naughty schoolgirl movie.

Eric motioned for Ashley to walk into the house, filming her entrance. When she was in the middle of the living room he told her to stop and began to ask her questions:

Eric: “What is your name?
Ashley: Ashley Waterford
Eric: “How old are you?”
A: “18”
E “Do you have a shaved pussy, Ashley?”
A: “N-n-n-no Sir” (tears were beginning to form)
E: “Are you wearing a bra?”
A: “No, Sir”
E: “Wow. What a brazen young girl. Why don’t you turn around and face the other way Ashley? (Immediately after she turned around) It’s hot in here Ashley, you should unbutton that blouse and just get rid of the shirt.”

Ashley proceeded to do as asked with her back and ass to the camera. Her arms were clearly shaking as she slowly unbuttoned the shirt, un-tucked it and let it drop off her body. “Look over your shoulders and take a look at the camera, Ashley. (Ashley looked GREAT). Now, stick your finger slightly in your mouth and run your tongue over your finger. Beautiful”

“Now Ashley, cup your breasts and face us.”

Ashley looked delectable. A few tears had escaped her eyes as she stood looking like a slut, her small boobs in her hands wearing nothing but a skirt, white stockings and the Mary Janes. Her eyes went wide when she saw Lucy standing next to Eric. She doubled over and turned around trying to hide herself.

Lucy moved like lightning and was behind Ashley in a flash. Lucy grabbed her hair and snapped her body back up. “You do whatever Master Mangini says BITCH!” She slapped Ashley hard across the face.

Eric peered from behind the camera and looked at Ashley. “Ashley, meet Lucy. She is a close friend of mine and your new best friend or worst enemy depending on how you play it. Lucy is your Mistress and from now you will consider her word to be my word. Every rule applied by me to you will also be applicable to Mistress Lucy. “

Ashley stood up straight, a fist full of hair still being held by Lucy. She was sobbing but seemed to have regained a bit of her composure. Eric had been debating whether to bring Lucy in right from the start or to wait a week or so to involve her. At this moment he knew he’d made the right call. Shock and awe.

Lucy and Eric had met several years earlier in a chat room. They quickly became friends and occasional lovers. Both had the same uncommon desires to dominate and degrade young girls and finally were getting the chance to work together on a “project”. At 30, Lucy was a prominent member of the So Cal legal scene having made partner at Gaffney, Cedar and Johnson earlier than any lawyer, male or female, ever at the firm. She made plenty of cash and was a stunner. She was 5’ 9” with short brown hair (like Winona Ryder’s when she was still pretty) and 36Cs. She had a perfectly curved ass and beautiful green eyes. Eric loved the way she kept her pubic hair shaved in the shape of a question mark. (She claimed it was because she was an enigma). Now, she stood in Eric’s living room holding Ashley Waterford’s hair as if it was the head of Medusa

Eric peered back behind the camera. Lucy let go of Ashley’s hair and stood behind her. Lucky pulled Ashley’s arms back and clasped her hands together again. As Ashley stood rigid, Lucy slipped her hands over Ashley’s breasts from behind, lightly pinching the nips to make them erect. The scene was so hot- the half naked senior being caressed and groped from behind by the much older and sexy lawyer in full business suit and skirt. Lucy turned Ashley sideways and brought her face into Ashley’s.

Ashley looked directly at Lucy as her first lesbian kiss began. For 5 minutes Lucy ran her hands over Ashley’s body while kissing her. If Ashley was repulsed you couldn’t tell from where Eric was filming. But then, she was learning quickly that this was her fate.

Lucy finished, smiled and whispered something into Ashley’s ear that put a look of fear on the teen’s face. It looked great on film.

“Now Ashley,” Eric said “everything we tell you to do and say from now on you do or you will be punished by Lucy and a huge leather paddle. You should try and enjoy yourself, slut. Lucy is gonna take a lot of pictures of you while I film. If you’re a good girl they’ll never find their way on-line. Now I want you to reach under your skirt and pull your panties down.”

Ashley swiftly did so and kicked the plain white cottons to the side.

“Good Girl. Now I want you to suck on your finger. With your other hand, pull your skirt up. Ashley did as told as the tears began again. Which was fine with me as it made the scene even sexier. Lucy was snapping away, getting stills of every movement.

“Ashley, walk over to the couch, put your hands on the back of it with your arms outstretched and bend over with your ass facing me.” Ashley did as told. “Now, flip the back of your skirt up so we can see your tight ass and pussy.”

They let Ashley stand there in that position for several minutes, walking around, making sure to get her from every angle. “Now grip your ass cheeks and spread them wide for the camera, Ashley.” As soon as Lucy finished taking some snaps of the pose she got right up behind Ashley and hissed in her ear “Leave those cheeks spread!” before dropping on the floor to tongue Ashley’s asshole for several minutes. When she had finished, she spit a big gob on Ashley’s sphincter that slowly dripped down her thigh. A nice touch.

“Ashley, we know how much you liked having a girl eat out your ass. Was that the first time for you?” Eric asked for the benefit of furthering his humiliation of his new pet. Ashley managed a slight “Yes Sir”.

“Well, we know you’re turned on by it Ashley. Why don’t you take off the skirt, sit on the couch and spread your cunt for Mistress Lucy to lick a bit. In fact, she shouldn’t have to do all the work. You should masturbate for us. I’ll let you close your eyes but you need to work that high school pussy with your hand and use the other hand to play with your tits. Suck a finger in your mouth like it’s your boyfriend’s cock and then use it on yourself. But you are NOT to cum. When you are getting closer you can call Mistress Lucy to finish you off.”

Ashley did as she was told, sobbing all the while. The naked and spread 18 year old had never been so obscenely exposed to anyone in the past and had barely ever touched herself-she always thought it was gross and felt guilty the few times she had ever done it in the privacy of her room. Now she was compelled to do it in front of her tormentors and new owners.

After a slow start Ashley began to get turned on. Soon the room was filled with heavy breathing, her occasional moan and the smell of teen spirit. After 10 minutes of forced masturbation Ashley, in between heavy breaths, practically shouted “Miss Lucy, please make me cum!”

“Open your eyes and ask Mistress Lucy properly,” Eric said to Ashley.

Ashley opened her eyes and they went immediately wide. Lucy was standing next to her holding a silver tray with a red ball gag (which Ashley instantly recognized from the gimp scene in Pulp Fiction), a razor, shaving cream, scissors, a small bowl of water and a pair of handcuffs. Ashley didn’t say anything out of great fear and just sat there trembling. Lucy sat the tray down on the side table next to the couch and bitch slapped Ashley twice. “Did you have a question for me, Ashley?” sneered Lucy.

“Will you please make me cum Mistress Lucy” Ashley said while glancing sideways at the tray.

Lucy reached down with her right hand and tugged on a tuft of Ashley’s brown pubic hair. The furry triangle was cleaned up for a bikini but otherwise fully hairy. “I wouldn’t put my mouth on your dirty hole with this filthy shit like this. You look like a fucking hobbit,” laughed Lucy. Lucy twisted and pulled the hairs for a bit longer eventually causing Ashley to scream in pain.

Lucy quickly grabbed Ashley’s hands and cuffed them behind her back. The ball gag was inserted and Ashley began to thrash about a bit, muffled cries coming from behind the red ball. Saliva dripped down her mouth. Lucy pushed Ashley back onto the couch and stood between her legs.

Lucy looked down at her naked and bound captive and smiled. “Ashley, you need to be clean before you may receive pleasure from us. Now, I’m going to depilate your little pussy. I wouldn’t move if I were you. Spread your legs wide with the heels of your feet on the couch” Lucy demanded.

What a vision. Spoiled, rich Ashley Waterford was cuffed with her hands above her head, completely naked, on display and utterly gagged, garish red lips wide around the red ball. She looked stunning.

Lucy made a big show of gelling up Ashley’s first leg and slowly shaved it smooth from the base of Ashley’s feet to the top of her thigh. “From now on, little one, you will shave these legs every single day from top to bottom. Little lezzie sluts need to have smooth skin.” After 20 minutes of work (punctuated with little breaks to lick and kiss Ashley’s helpless body) on the legs Lucy went about shaving her captive’s armpits, all the while taking the razor and excess gel and getting the little stubble off in the bowl of water. It looked like an old time barber shop operation, if of course the barber were working on a bound nude teen instead of some scrub’s beard.

Finally Lucy was ready for the main event. Eric turned on the flat screen TV behind him.
The screen came on and revealed a close up of Ashley’s vagina. “Ashley. I want you to watch up here while Miss Lucy makes you clean enough to play with.” Eric stated with obvious glee.

Tears began flowing like rain as Ashley watched the screen. Eric panned out so Ashley could get a good look at herself. “Now, now pet” Lucy said as she stroked a tear from Ashley’s face and sucked the finger into her mouth. “If you sob, you’ll only hurt yourself. Stay still little one.”

Lucy slowly began cutting Ashley’s pubic hair with the scissors to get it short enough for a clean sweep with the razor. For a while, the only sounds that could be heard were the muffled sobs of Ashley and the rapidly snipping of the scissors. Soon, Ashley was watching the beautiful lawyer caress shaving gel above and around her pussy lips. Lucy expertly shaved the remaining stubble away in long, slow strokes and wiped Ashley down with a towel and aloe. Ashley looked like she had been transported back to pre-adolescence from the waste down. It was lovely.

Lucy looked Ashley in the eyes and put her finger over her lips to gently SHHHH Ashley as the ball gag was removed. Lucy stood behind Ashley, waiting for Eric to speak.

“Now that you are clean Ashley, you may touch yourself again- you know you were still too dirty a whore for Miss Lucy to finish you off before. When you are close to cumming you can ask Lucy to help out again. Now that you’re a clean shaven teenie slut Miss Lucy might have more interest in you. You can close your eyes again while you play with yourself. We want to see what you do at home with the lights out,” he said with a malicious grin.

Lucy uncuffed Ashley’s hands and took them in hers. Still standing behind Ashley, Lucy guided the schoolgirl’s hands all over her own body. Every so often, Lucy would bend over and suck on nipple or nape of Ashley’s neck. After several minutes, Lucy stepped away and Ashley began to lose herself on her own hand. Occasionally, a finger would slip into her tight shaven pussy, but mostly Ashley rubbed her outer lips in large circles, hitting her clit with each rotation and gradually picking up speed and veracity. After about 15 minutes of rubbing, Ashley’s pussy was sopping wet and getting a bit noisy. Ashley had her head thrown back and was panting.

“Mistress Lucy (gasp, gasp) will you (ahhhhh) please help me orgasm?”

Lucy silently walked over to Ashley and knelt between her legs.

“Ashley look at the screen” Eric commanded. He wanted Ashley to get a good, humiliating look at herself as she came for the first time at the hands of another woman. Ashley watched the screen, barely believing it was her on it.

“Ughhhhhh” Ashley screamed as Lucy rubbed her hand around her high school victim’s pink folds. Lucy pumped a finger in an out of Ashley as she began to expertly flick the teen’s throbbing clit. As Ashley’s breath grew more rapid and shallow, her climax nearing, Lucy reached up with her glistening fingers and commanded “SUCK THESE BITCH. TASTE YOUR WETNESS”.

Ashley looked like a fish on the line as Lucy smeared her face with juices from her own vagina forcing Ashley to jerk her head wildly around in order to suck in the fingers as commanded,

It was just a few minutes more when Ashley finally started cumming on the expert tongue of Miss Lucy. The sounds of her orgasm echoed through the house as she came violently from the oral pleasure Lucy provided. Ashley unconsciously even grabbed and squeezed her own breast during the orgasm.

Ashley’s orgasm subsided and Lucy sat up on Ashley’s lap. She leaned in and began deep kissing Ashley, who was clearly disgusted at having to taste her own juices while being forced into another lesbian embrace.


The Torment Continues

Ashley and Lucy sat kissing for a good 10 minutes. They were still straddling each other, with Lucy sitting upright, in the middle of Ashley’s spread legs with her own legs wrapped around Ashley’s waist. Their pussies were grinding into each other, re-stimulating young Ashley and exciting Lucy tremendously.

“I think it’s time Ashley gave you some relief, don’t you think Lucy?” Eric asked her from behind the camera. Lucy pulled back from Ashley’s mouth and looked at him. “Don’t you want to play, Eric?’ He did, but he wanted to get Ashley with her face buried in the lap of a woman first. He was thinking of the video.

Why don’t you teach her how to play nice with a woman first” Mangini said winking. With that, Lucy got up from the floor and positioned herself on the couch with her legs spread wide. She looked at Ashley with the eyes of a predator and said, her voice raspy with raw sexual desire “It’s time for poor little miss rich girl to taste pussy. You better kiss my body and lick me like you wish your little high school boyfriend would lick you.”

The mention of her boyfriend, Peter, reminded her all of a sudden about her life. School. All that could never be regained. Ashley didn’t want to be with another woman. She was ashamed at letting another woman get her off and order her around. Ashley sat put in front of the couch, unable or unwilling to move. She looked at Lucy, and begged “P-p-p-pplease don’t make me do this. I’m not into girls. I…” but before she had finished, Lucy had reached down and grabbed a nipple.

“AhhhhhEEEEEE:” wailed Ashley as Lucy dragged her up to the couch by the nipple in her grip. Lucy grabbed Ashley by the cheeks and sneered at her “You’re nothing but a worthless little fuck-toy, Ashley. And feel yourself” Lucy grabbed Ashley’s hand and placed it on the teens honeyed hole. “You’ve already come today. You loved opening yourself up and getting yourself off for me and Master Eric, didn’t you? Now, it’s time to stop the protestation and” grabbing Ashley’s hand from her crotch and putting it on her own, “time to give your new Mistress pleasure. Now, are you ready to obey?”

Ashley nodded her head and gave a “UMMM-Huh” and Lucy let go of her cheeks. Ashley’s soft hand began delicately maneuvering around Lucy’s outer folds. Lucy guided Ashley’s head onto her breasts, “Lick them and suck them my little teenie fuck-toy. Ummmmm yes. Kiss me down to my cunt and do to me what I did for you my little Ashley slut”.

Ashley complied and slowly worked her lips and tongue down Lucy’s body. She seemed to wretch a bit as she tongued around Lucy’s manicured snatch but was soon darting her tongue in and around Lucy’s quivering vagina.

“Yes girl, lick my clit. Flick it lightly, bitch. Ummm yes.” Lucy was beginning to loose herself in a serious orgasm. Between gasps of breath, she commanded Ashley to play with herself “like Daddy’s little whore” while she “eats out your first snatch”.

Ashley did as told and was soon rapidly turned on by her own touch and the taste and excitement of Lucy. It was apparent from the way her juices were now dripping down her leg as her own hands rubbed her pussy vigorously. In an instant, Lucy’s legs snapped tight around Ashley’s licking face. Her hands grabbed Ashley’s hair and jammed her face into her cunt hard. “Make me come you little lezzie pussy licker. Yes YEEEEEESSSSSSSS.” Ashley had stopped playing with herself as Lucy viciously jerked Ashley’s head up and down into her snatch, practically suffocating Ashley as a powerful orgasm shuddered through her. After a couple of minutes, Lucy released her death grip on Ashley, who choked and sputtered for air. Her face was glistening with Lucy’s juices.

Eric got a great close up of the fem juice covered Ashley before throwing her a towel to wipe her face off.

Eric stepped from behind the camera and stripped his clothes off. His cock was aching and needed relief immediately. Ashley looked up at him from the ground. “Fuck doll. Let’s see how your tongue skills are. Crawl over to me!” Ashley got on her fours and crawled over to her Master. Lucy had grabbed the camera and was stark naked filming Ashley crawl to Mangini. “Treat his cock like the tastiest lollipop ever made you filthy slut” Lucy said to Ashley. “On your knees. Make sure you always cup a man’s balls and play with them when you are giving a blowjob, mouth slut.”

Ashley complied. She played with Eric’s balls while bobbing her head up and down the top of his shaft. Lucy kept yelling commands at Ashley the whole time. She made Ashley put one hand on Eric’s ass and ordered her to gently rub his asshole and taint as she sucked around the tip of his cock.

“Flick your tongue around his piss hole you dirty bitch” Lucy ordered. After a few minutes more of teen tongue teasing Eric wanted to get some serious face fucking. He grabbed Ashley’s head and started pressing her down on his shaft until she was gagging. He held her head for 5 or so seconds and then let her back off, gasping for air and choking gobs of saliva all over her chin and his cock.

Lucy laughed. “Look at you, you messy little slave girl. That’s a good look for you. Soon, you’ll earn how to take Master Eric all the way down your throat without gagging and you’ll learn to love sucking cock.” She guided Ashley’s mouth back onto Eric’s cock, playing with the teens nips as again the deep throat process was repeated, Lucy talking the whole time to Ashley, instructing, exhorting and humiliating Ashley into becoming “our perfect little cock licker”. Principal Mangini was in heaven. When he felt the beginnings of a mighty orgasm stir, he pulled his cock out of Ashley’s sucking mouth with a loud slurp.

Ashley looked up at him and immediately he yelled “on your knees like a dog Bitch!” She quickly complied as he knelt down to put his cock in front of her face. Eric fucked her mouth, cock outline clearly visible under her cheek while grabbing her left nipple and pinching it, rubbing her still wet cunt with his other hand. With Ashley occupied on all fours, Lucy strapped a 6 inch rubber cock on, lubed it up and got behind her.

Ashley, suddenly sensing Lucy behind her, pulled off Eric’s cock and started to panic and squirm. Eric grabbed a fistful of hair and re-positioned her mouth up and down over his cock. Lucy eased her strap-on into Ashley’s overheated cunt. “Fuck my rubber cock you worthless slave. Fuck me you spoiled little princess” she yelled as she slapped Ashley’s ass loudly and repeatedly. Ashley complied and began bucking like a bronco on the fake cock of her first lesbian lover. As Lucy pounded into her pussy, Ashley was making uncontrollably loud, sloppy noises while sucking on the cock in her mouth, which was bulging in and out of her cheek obscenely

After 4 or 5 minutes Eric screamed “Chinese Fire Drill!” Lucy grinned, pulled out and ran to Ashley’s head as Eric took her place behind the teen’s luscious backside. He pushed his saliva-coated cock into Ashley and began stroking into his new teen slave for the first time. Ashley had the rubber strap-on halfway down her throat while Lucy screamed at her “Lick your own pussy juice off my cock you whore. You’re such a slut. I bet your daddy would be proud of you” she snickered and laughed as the owned teen slurped and sucked on the fake shaft while getting fucked in long hard strokes by Eric.

After a few minutes of fucking and sucking, Lucy looked at her friend, lustily “Eric I need this bitch to fuck ME now!” She backed off Ashley’s face to get her strap-on off. Eric slowly plunged all the way into the teen’s cunt and leaned over her. He licked and nibbled her earlobes while he lightly rubbed over her nipples with one hand as he reached around to play with her clit with the other. “You love my cock deep in you as I play with your clit, don’t you Ash”. It was clear that he was getting to Ashley. Within 2 minutes she was shuddering as he made little thrusts into her pussy with his cock as he fingered her to another shameful orgasm.

Still buried in her, Eric let Ashley catch her breath for a moment, head down on the floor as her orgasm subsided. When her breath slowed he pulled out and told her to close her eyes and lie on her back.

Ashley did as told as Lucy knelt behind her and fastened a strap-on dildo on the young abused girl’s face. Not that Ashley knew what was going on at the moment. Lucy knelt over Ashley’s face facing Eric who was positioned in front of his student’s sore pussy with his slimy cock in his hand, ready to enter again. “Open your eyes!” Lucy commanded.

As soon as Ashley did, Lucy slowly sunk down on the dildo strapped to the teen’s head as Eric, at the same time, pulled Ashley’s legs up onto his shoulders as he rocked his cock in and out of her. For 20 minutes Lucy and Eric fucked Ashley this way. Ashley was forced to keep her eyes open the entire time, suffering in endless humiliation as she was used and degraded. Pussy juice and sweat dripping down from Lucy constantly tortured her as the liquids dripped slowly down her face, causing her to itch where she couldn’t scratch. Ashley’s nose was forced into Lucy’s ass crack repeatedly as she was continually treated to the site of Lucy’s pussy sliding up and down from the cock strapped to her face. Lucy grabbed Ash’s hands and brought them up to caress her full breasts as her pace became like a jackhammer on the fake cock.

“AHHHHHhhEEEEEEEE” Lucy screamed as she finally came all over Ashley’s face. For good measure, she slid off the cock and smeared her juices all over the humiliated and exhausted teen’s face. As soon as Lucy un-strapped Ashley, Eric pulled out and sat down on his knees on top of Ashley’s shoulders. He grabbed his slick cock and jerked off all over Ashley’s face, sticking his cock in her mouth to be cleaned when most of his spunk had been shot.

Eric pulled out of her mouth and ordered Ashley to wipe up the excess cum all over her face with her fingers and eat his seed. Ashley complied and almost instantly started gagging on the foul tasting sperm she was forced to consume.

“You are some hot little fuck, buttercup.” Eric said to Ashley. “I can’t wait to watch that on video later. Maybe we’ll invite your little boyfriend over for a viewing someday soon. I’m sure he’d like to see all of the dirty things you’ll do with women and older men but not him. I bet you don’t lick his sperm off your fingers like you do mine. I’m sure he’ll be jealous.”

Ashley began to cry as soon as her principal said that. “P-P-Please don’t let anyone know about this. I promised I’d be good and o-o-obey you. “

“We’ll see Little Ashley slut, we’ll see.” Smiled Mr. Mangini at his fucked out little high school princess. “As much as it turns me on to hear you begging we don’t have time for any more fun tonight. I know you’ll find it hard to believe, but Lucy and I need to drive you back to your car. We’ve managed to spend 3 hours getting to know one another and I don’t want my darling fuck pet to get into any trouble with daddy. You may clean yourself up and put on your blouse and skirt. You can leave the bra and panties behind. You have ten minutes to stop crying and get your shit together. The bathroom is down the hall to the right”

Ashley emerged from the bathroom to find Eric and Lucy completely dressed in their business clothes while she was painfully aware of her slutty attire and lack of underwear. Eric looked her up and down and patted on the couch at the empty space between Lucy and himself. Ashley warily walked over to the couch and sat between her tormentors.

“Ashley, we had a great time but we have to go. They’ll plenty of time this weekend to have fun though! Tomorrow, after school You and I will come back here for the weekend.” Before Ashley could speak Eric continued. “You are to tell your dad that you’re staying over a friends or whatever you have to do to get away for the weekend. Ashley’s head furrowed with concern while Lucy cooed in her ear “Don’t worry sweetie, I’ll be joining you too this weekend. I know you’ll be dreaming about licking my pussy all night long and now that you are a partial lesbian I wouldn’t want to disappoint you by not giving you any snatch to nibble.”

Lucy gently grabbed Ash’s face and turned it to her. “Let me kiss you farewell” Lucy said before forcing young Ashley to kiss her passionately, tongues darting in and out of each other’s mouths. After a few minutes, Lucy pulled away and put an almost motherly kiss on Ashley’s forehead. “Goodnight sweet slit sucker. I look forward to seeing you tomorrow. Maybe, soon, we’ll meet some of your friends. Let me walk you both to the car.” With that Lucy held Ashley’s hand and stood up, guiding the bewildered teen to Mangini’s car.

Ashley got in the passenger side while Mangini and Lucy had a goodbye embrace.

Soon Eric was at the wheel, driving his new fuck doll back home.




Ashley’s First Weekend as a Slave- Practice makes Perfect

The car ride home went by fast and in silence. Of course, Eric forced his new pet to make out with him for several minutes before finally letting her get in her car to drive home as fast she could in order to wash the shame of the evening away. After kissing for a little while Eric pulled back and gently, lovingly really, stroked Ashley’s cheek while giving her instructions.

“Ashley, you’ve got so much to learn about yourself and this weekend is going to be very revealing, so listen carefully to your evening instructions. Before you go to sleep tonight I want you to pack a small bag for the weekend. Bring some clothes, a toothbrush, and some make up. We’ll take care of everything else this weekend. “

Eric watched Ashley’s taillights pull away from the parking lot and gave Anfernee a call. “Yo Anfernee, we’re a go. I’ll see you on Saturday night.” was all he said into the voice mail- Anfernee knew the plan.

Ashley didn’t know what to think. She knew she hated the way she was abused and humiliated but yet she couldn’t understand why and how she could have cum at the hands of those 2 monsters. All night long her mind replayed the scenes of her torments.

Friday morning Ashley woke up resigned to her fate. She crawled out of bed at 6am when the alarm went off and dragged herself into the shower. As she soaped, she rubbed her hands along her breasts and down to her crotch, her now bare pussy was just another reminder of her loss of freedom and dignity as she showered, shaved and got together a small bag of clothes (“not that I’ll need them”, she thought). Ashley didn’t want to face any of her friends today but knew she had no choice. She put on her least sexy school uniform (khaki pants, white polo shirt, Nike running shoes) and walked downstairs to face the day.

Ashley drove to school expecting to hear from her new master but no call came. It only served to make her more anxious. As the day wore on, Ashley began to relax. She was able to forget about the night before and upcoming weekend for most of the day and soon fell back into her position of high social standing amongst the students of St. Julius.

School dragged on all day for Mangini but he wanted to resist the temptation, at least today, of getting a lunchtime sucking. He wanted Ashley to be relaxed today. He knew it would be a trying weekend for her and the mere thought of it made him smile.

Finally, the day ended and master and slave rendezvoused for the weekend at the same spot as the day before.

Ashley climbed into Mangini’s car and immediately leaned over to kiss him. After a brief greeting, Mangini pulled back and pulled away. They drove in silence for a couple of minutes until Mangini glanced at her. “My my, Ashley, you look so conservative today. I would have thought you might want to have been a bit more flirty today now that you have discovered your true sexuality.” Ashley grimaced at the words and suddenly she could no longer hold back the humiliating memories of the night before. She had done an admirable job all day of pretending her situation was a dream but Mangini’s comments cracked like a whip across her mind to drive her back to reality.

“Well you still look sexy Ashley, you just can’t help it. Anyway, we’ll find you some new clothes for the weekend, dear. For the rest of the drive though, it’s extremely important that you watch this DVD. You must master the art of a blowjob by the end of this evening. This DVD will be the perfect visual instruction for you. I think you may have seen it before, actually.” Ashley gasped as the screen came on. She immediately recognized the young black girl that appeared on screen as the young girl in the movie at Anfernee’s house. “Watch closely Ashley. Your boy Anfernee has Sharleen well trained. You will be too.”

Ashley sat watching the DVD. On it, Sharleen was being led on a chain link dog leash that was attached to a 2-inch thick pink leather collar, by Anfernee. She was dressed in a school uniform similar to the one Ashley was wearing except the sneakers were a no-name knock off and the polo shirt was maroon. She was pretty for a black girl, Ashley thought. She seemed about 5’ 4” with smallish breasts. She wasn’t one of those curvy big ass black girls she couldn’t understand why all the men liked.

Ashley watched the screen as Sharleen was ordered to “Get naked, bitch” by Anfernee (as he unleashed her collar). Sharleen quickly stripped off her maroon top to reveal a 34A chest (no bra!) and quickly slid out of her khakis to reveal she hadn’t been wearing any underwear. Ashley noticed a clock behind the couch, on a nightstand next to the bed Anfernee was sitting on, as Sharleen was positioning herself to start the blowjob. It said 2:30. She noticed the on-screen room was awash with sunlight. She realized, in fear that this high school (sophomore?) must have come straight from school wearing no underwear at all.

“I think you remember this part from another time, princess. Pay close attention to Sharleen’s technique. I expect you to be her equal by the end of the weekend.” Mangini intoned as he reached his right arm over to Ashley’s waist. He quickly unbuttoned and unzipped the khakis and ran his hand under Ashley’s panties and over her freshly bald pussy, checking for stubble. “I’m glad to see you remembered to shave, pet. You should touch yourself while you watch and learn from Sharleen.”

“Yes, Master” Ashley said as she reluctantly pulled her panties to the side and slowly rubbed her moistening pussy. It seemed like 5 minutes went by when Mangini pulled into the same grubby gas station from the day before, though they had been driving for over 1/2 an hour.

Ashley was startled to find the car had stopped and immediately pulled her sopping wet hand away from her crotch. Mangini glared at her “I didn’t tell you to stop fingering yourself, Ashley!” Ashley had let her panties cover her crotch again and was drawn back against the window, pulling as far away from Mangini as she could. She was frightened by the hard tone in his voice and as to what would come next. “I’m sorry M-M-Master I didn’t want anyone to see me when the car stopped” Ashley whined as the waterworks began for the first time of the day.

Eric looked coldly at her until the tears became slow heaving sobs and the only sound in the car was the DVD looping of Sharleen’s expert blowjob. “You will be punished for not obeying me. I checked your locker today, Ashley. Where was the picture of your spanked ass I told you to put up?” Ashley went white. She didn’t believe he would ever check it and hadn’t dared put it up. It was starting to finally sink in how bad her situation was; she had realized sex would be on the menu until she could escape to college. What was only now beginning to dawn on her was that humiliation was to play at least as big a role in her new life as Mangini’s toy.

Before Ashley could say anything Mangini leaned over her to open the glove and pulled out his video camera. “Now Ashley, where were we? You had your pants around your knees and your fingers buried in your cunt while watching Sharleen, right? Let’s see that again. Spread that pussy wide for the camera.”

Ashley saw that she had no choice. She glanced quickly around the thankfully empty parking lot of the gas station and settled back into her seat. She immediately did as Mangini ordered; she was relieved to be so wet from before as she was just going through the motions now; more afraid of what would come next than involved in her pleasure.

Mangini pulled back on the camera and focused it in on Ashley’s slit. “Ok Ashley. We need to get some gas now. Clean yourself off and let’s get going.” Ashley stared at Mangini not understanding. “Lick your fingers off, princess” leered Mangini. “That’s disgusting” Ashley thought as she guided her fingers into her mouth. It was weird and creepy to be tasting herself but before she could think about it Mangini ordered her out of the car.

Eric put Ashley to work cleaning the car windows while he pumped the gas. When all was done, he grabbed Ashley by the hand, grabbed his camera and began walking Ashley to the gasmart door. “Let’s see how my little student takes instruction “ Mangini chuckled as the frightened teen first caught sight of the disgusting fat Mexican that worked there.

The Mexican was salivating when Mangini and Ashley walked through the door. Ashley could see his souvenir from their last visit tacked behind the counter. She prayed no one she knew would ever, on some off chance, stop into this hellhole.

“Hey esse” Mangini said to the counterman. “I have an idea for you today. My student here has been learning a new lesson in the car (“Oh no” screamed a voice in Ashley’s head) and I want to gauge her progress. Why don’t you put a be back soon sign up and let her teach you what she’s been learning.”(After Mangini said this, he winked at the counter man and pressed his tongue against a cheek sharply to make the sign of a blowjob).

“Holy shit man are you kidding me!” The Mexican’s belly jiggled obscenely under his chili stained blue t-shirt as he bounded from behind the counter to take Eric up on his offer.

Ashley was as white as a ghost as Mangini began filming the whole episode. He mouthed the words “behave and obey” to the trembling Ashley. As soon as they reached the back room the Mexican grabbed Ashley and began jamming his tongue into her mouth. It was revolting; a taste of cheap beer and cheaper cigarettes. But Ashley knew she had no alternative. After a minute the Mexican pulled away.

Mangini peered at him from behind the camera “No fucking or touching her pussy, esse, ok. She’ll lick you anywhere you want but she’s not ready for sex yet. Why don’t you take off your clothes and show your new friend what she’s gonna take her first blow job test on.”

“I’ll take off my clothes, eh? The Mexican said to the disgusted schoolgirl as he pulled Ashley close. He pulled off his shirt to reveal his fat hairy front. Ashley could see some gross hairs on his shoulders. She smelled his muskiness and recoiled. The Mexican zipped off his pants and slid his pair of urine-scented tightie whiteys down, his 5 inch brown cock standing straight up his belly.

“Why don’t you pull your shirt up and take your bra off so that your new friend can play with those small titties of yours while you show him your new skills.” Mangini winked at Ashley.

Ashley was numb with humiliation and disgust. She complied immediately with Mangini, as if in a daze. All the while she was staring at the naked Mexican she was about to be forced to suck off. Ashley pulled her polo shirt over her head and unclipped the bra. The Mexican was roughly pawing her breasts and pinching her nipples before the garments hit the ground.

“You know what Ash, I think this scene here would be even better for your new boyfriend if you pulled your pants down. Don’t you think he’d enjoy this much more if he got to look at your tight little ass in those panties instead of those frumpy khakis?” Mangini knew she was broken. He watched as she listlessly followed his instructions. He looked forward to the day she would no longer need the instructions, knowing exactly what would be expected of her. Today, however, he was thoroughly enjoying her utter degradation.

The Mexican took the almost nude Ashley into his arms once more and grabbed the back of her head. “Lick my nipples bitch while you play with me. I wanna feel your tongue all over before I blow my load.”

Ashley was trembling violently as she stood there, kissing and licking the sweaty, fat Mexican from nipple to nipple. She felt his hands push down on her head, forcing her to trace circles of saliva from his chest to his thighs. Ashley began to lose herself to her own thoughts; she was envisioning Sharleen’s blowjob and began to replicate the way she had seen Sharleen caress Anfernee’s balls with one hand while swirling her tongue around the head of the penis. As soon as the Mexican began moaning, Ashley engulfed the top of his cock with her mouth. When it was halfway in, she stuck her tongue out and moved it back and forth.

The Mexican was clearly in heaven as Ashley began to bob slowly up and down on his shaft. She found she was able to block out all reality if she just focused on the task at hand. Ashley, always the quick study, pulled back as she had seen Sharleen do and licked the Mexican’s cock in long lollipop strokes before forming a little suction with her pursed lips while running them up and down the underside of the Mexican’s cock. It was not long until Ashley got the first acrid taste of this disgusting man’s pre-cum.

All of a sudden the Mexican man grabbed Ashley by the head and yanked her face away from his crotch. “Before I cum I want you to lick my balls and asshole. I may never get to have such a fine white mouth again!” Mangini loved Ashley’s absolute degradation and horror as he watched her nose crinkle up in disgust as it headed toward the fat Mexican’s asshole. The Mexican had himself bent over a table, holding himself up with his arms. “Suck my ass and balls while you jerk me off you little white whore” he yelled in his accented English.

Ashley’s eyes were closed tight but the camera zoomed in as her face disappeared between the Mexican’s fat ass cheeks. As if from far away she heard Mangini tell her to “spread his cheek so the camera could see her tongue swirl around the pimply ass in front of her”. She complied as if it wasn’t her tasting the sweaty ass of a low life foreigner, far beneath her…With one hand she reached around and was pumping the Mexican’s cock as fast as she could while giving her first ever rusty trombone; Mangini couldn’t wait to play back the tape and introduce Ashley to the term. He was certain she would love it.

Within 4 minutes the Mexican could hold out no longer. He abruptly got up, turned around and forced Ashley’s head onto his cock. “Jerk it bitch” he yelled as Ashley remembered Sharleen in action; she pumped his cock with her left hand as her mouth sucked loudly on the head of his cock. All of a sudden the Mexican grabbed her by the back of the head and held her tight. His belly rippled with fat waves above her head as he violently began to shoot gob after steaming gob of Mexican cock sugar into Ashley’s mouth.

Ashley kept swallowing and swallowing as fast as she could, not because she wanted to but because if she didn’t she would literally drown on the Mexican’s semen. She needed air and her eyes were bugging out wildly. She began to sputter on the Mexican’s softening cock as she was finally allowed to pull off of him. She sat there on her knees, gasping for breath while the Mexican hastily got dressed.

“Thank you so much for that. I have no idea how I can repay you.” The Mexican said to Mangini. “Well, free gas is a start, esse” Mangini said, winking as he glanced towards Ashley. “Not bad for a new whore, eh? Maybe someday she’ll come back and let you see how her lessons are coming along. But for now, we have to go. You can keep her bra as a memory until next time, what is your name again?”

“Jose. And I would love it if there were a next time. That is one hot bitch. I bet she’s a great fuck!”

Mangini just smiled and looked at Ashley on the floor. “Ashley this man just gave you a compliment. Do you have any manners at all?”

Ashley slowly lifted her head up, hair falling away from the sides of her face and demurely, quietly looked at Jose. “Thank you. It was fun being with you.”

Mangini smiled to himself. This rich bitch was almost broken. By the end of the weekend she’d be ready for his plans. Ashley was going to be his ticket into the life he had always dreamed of.

“Let’s get dressed little slut. We have much to do this evening and we need to meet up with your friend, Miss Lucy”. Fear darted onto Ashley’s face as soon as Mistress Lucy was mentioned and she was quick to pull up her pants and throw her shirt on (she couldn’t believe she had to leave the bra with the Mexican as a memento.)

As soon as they were seated in the car, Mangini leaned over and began kissing Ashley’s neck and sucking her earlobes. Ashley let out an involuntary sigh/moan while Eric slid his hand under her shirt to caress her pert breasts. With his other hand, Eric was slowly moving from the left knee up the inner thigh until his hand was rubbing her crotch over the school issued khakis.

Mangini whispered, “Close your eyes” into the horny teens’ ear. She complied and sat motionless as Mangini opened the glove compartment and pulled out a sleeping mask. He continued his arousal of the young girl by flicking her nipples and giving small hickies as he slipped the blindfold on her.

Mangini pulled away from his pet and started the car. “You have from now until we get to your new home away from home again. Pull your pants and panties off and you can have as many orgasms as you can between now and then. The blindfold should help you lose yourself in your thoughts.”

Ashley did as she was told and it wasn’t long until the car began to be filled with the smells and sounds of a sloppy, wet vagina. Mangini had a hard time keeping his eyes on the road while watching Ashley drive herself to one of her first orgasms by her own hand. It came on after 20 minutes and Mangini was able to see, for the first time, how young Ashley liked to get off. He saw the pink flesh move as Ashley frantically ran her hand back and forth over her clit.

Ashley’s orgasm subsided and she continued to slowly rub herself for the remaining 10 minutes of the car ride, lost in her own post orgasmic shame, bliss, and confusion. At least the constant dread of her next humiliation was far from her mind for the short time of release.

Mangini drove the long way to his house as the 5 o’clock shadows began to cast themselves across the road. Though he was anxious for release after the show he had just witnessed, he wanted to give Ashley the chance to get close to a second orgasm before he got to the house. After an extra fifteen minutes of driving, Eric noticed Ashley unconsciously rub her free right hand under her shirt over her nipple while the speed of her left hand in her wet snatch began to increase, along with the quickening breaths escaping from young Ashley’s mouth. Just as Ashley was about to cum, she felt the car abruptly stop. Startled and blinded, she nervously let the hand on her breast drop and stopped the rubbing of her clit.

“We’re here.” Eric said as he turned off the engine.

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