Chapter 8

I was suddenly awoken by the flogger landing on my exposed ass.

“Ouch!” I screamed and rolled over.

SWAT!

The flogger landed on my right tit.

“Ouch!”

“Good morning Slut Mommy!” Miss said.

I looked up and saw my daughter standing with the flogger in her hand and a large dildo strapped on.

“No more! Please ... I’m still sore from...”

SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT!

Miss strapped me furiously. I rolled around as she struck my ass, tits, and pussy until I just gave in. I laid on my stomach and allowed her to punish my back, ass, and thighs. As punished as it was last night, I felt the now familiar feeling of arousal building in my pussy.

“Roll over and spread wide on the edge of the bed,” Miss ordered.

“Yes, Miss,” I replied and did what I was told. I grabbed my legs under the knees and pulled up and apart, offering my horny pussy and asshole for my daughter to abuse.

I was in perfect position for her to fuck me while standing next to the bed. She wasted no time and rubbed the head of the dildo between my wet pussy lips. She pushed it in and out, using my juices to lube it up. It wasn’t long until she was ramming the full length of the dildo into my punished pussy.

“You love it, don’t you?” She asked.

“Yes! Miss ... I love it!” I replied.

“Does it hurt?”

“Yes! Miss!”

“But you’re gonna cum anyway?”

“Yes! I’m such a slut!”

“I wonder if I should let you fuck me with it too,”

“Anything for you, Miss,”

“I’m still technically a virgin. I think I’ll save it for a real dick. Maybe a boy on the football team. A black one! What do you think of that?”

The thought of my virgin daughter riding up and down on a large black dick put me over the edge.

“I’m cumming! ... Mmmmmmm,”

SWAT! SWAT! She started flogging my tits as she fucked my pussy.

“You like that too?”

“No, Miss. But I deserve to be punished,” I replied as another orgasm shook me.

“It’s making me cum, too! Mmmmmmmmm!” Miss screamed as we came together.

She pulled the dildo out of my pussy and pushed the tip into my asshole. It was slick from my juices and it slid halfway in with no trouble.

“I’m not using any lube. I want it to hurt,” she said as she worked the dildo up my asshole.

“Owwww! Oh! Please! It hurts so much!” I screamed as the dildo was forced up my sore asshole. She continued flogging my tits and nipples.

I did my best to spread wide and open my asshole to the dildo and she managed to get it all the way in, fucking hard and deep.

“Cum on it, Mommy Slut! You know you love it!” she teased.

“Oh, God. I’m such a SLUT!” I screamed as another orgasm took over my body. I pumped my fat clit like a dick as wave after wave fell over me.

Miss pulled the dildo out when my orgasm subsided.

“I didn’t tell you to touch your clit, did I?” she said, “now spread your pussy open with your hands. More ... More! I want your horny Slut Mommy clit totally exposed.

“Yes, Miss ... Please...” I spread my lips wide and pulled the hood off my clit. I knew she was going to strap it, but I deserved it.

SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT!

She attached my clit, pussy, and asshole with the strap. My asshole was burning from the dry fucking I just had, but still I felt an orgasm building.

“I’m gonna cum again ... Mmmmmmm...” I said as the strap put me over the edge yet again.

She stopped swatting me when my orgasm subsided. I let go of my knees and collapsed on my bed.

After a minute, she explained, “Your day is planned out for you. You won’t leave the house. Giggles stayed over last night, and she’ll take over for me in a minute. After that, you’ll have more babysitters. Just do what you’re fucking told. There’s a camera set up in here. There’s going to be some time when you’re alone. I want you up here masturbating and dildo fucking yourself in between guests. Don’t stop. I have to get ready for school.”

“Yes, Miss,” I replied, still panting.

She took the dildo off, dropped it on the floor and left my room.

A minute later, Giggles came into my room carrying several straps, canes, and other implements to punish me with.

“Good morning Sutty Mommy, hee hee,” she said.

“Good morning, Giggles. Please, can I have a few minutes? I need to use the bathroom,” I asked.

“Not yet. Hee hee. I have my orders! Now bed over the edge of the bed,” she replied.

I did what I was told, and she laid into me. She switched implements and had me change positions so as to punish every inch of my body from my shoulders to the bottoms of my feet.

I don’t know how much time passed before Miss came back into the room.

“What do you think of my outfit?” she said and strutted around my bed.

She had on a sheer, tight top that exposed her long, thick nipples completely. Her flared, black skirt was so short that her butt cheeks were visible, yet it was low waisted in the front, so it just barely covered her slit. Her pussy mound was exposed. High heeled, black sandals finished it all off. It was obscene and it made my pussy throb.

“You can’t see my clitty, can you?” she asked.

“No. It’s still covered,” I replied.

“Good! I’m not ready for that yet,” she said.

“You look good enough to eat! Hee hee,” Giggles said.

“Good idea!” Miss replied, “Ms. Connor probably won’t let me cum at school again. Might as well take advantage now.”

She crawled up on the bed and plopped her soaking wet pussy down on my face. I licked and sucked, bringing her to a quick orgasm.

“Giggles! Lick my asshole!” Miss screamed, still cumming.

“OK ... Hee hee,” Giggles replied and did as she was told.

It didn’t take long for Miss to squirt-cum all over my face. Her whole body shook, and she fell silent as the waves took her over. I was jealous that my pussy didn’t squirt.

“Mmmmm. That was good,” Miss said as she climbed off the bed, then, “have a nice day!” as she walked out of the room.

“Hee hee. I bet you need to cum now,” Giggles said to me, matter-of-factly.

Ms. Connor sat in her office chair, remembering what a great day yesterday had been. Would today be just as great? Or maybe even better? There was a lot of potential. She spent last night at home planning. She already knew how Tissues’ initiation and humiliation would play out. Everything was set. Just a few last-minute things to take care of.

She decided that Addie would join Annie to pay off Principal Jackson this weekend. She knew the girl was still a cock-virgin, so that would be easy. Annie would probably need some coaching on dressing, etc. But she’ll assess that further when they meet later this morning.

She also formulated a plan for that little sleazebag, Eugene. She read his files and found that his father died right after Eugene was born, so he was raised by a single mother and no siblings. That could explain his behavior, but she also wanted to meet the boy’s mother. The school secretary was able to arrange a meeting for later in the morning to discuss ‘Eugene’s obsessiveness.’ She also needed to talk to Annie this morning about her part in it.

There was a knock on her open office door and Debbie came in for their daily morning meeting. As always, Ms. Connor noticed the girl’s huge titties first. They had definitely been growing and were spilling out of the special underwear that Ms. Jansen made. She wore a silky cream colored top that showed a lot of cleavage with a tight black miniskirt, stockings and heels.

They exchanged ‘good mornings,’ and Debbie sat in one of the guest chairs. Ms. Connor had made another decision last night.

“Your tits are too big for that bra. Take it off,” Ms. Connor said.

“Please, Ms. Connor, no!” Debbie begged, “Give me time to find a new one.”

“One, Jansen said she can’t make anything bigger. Two, we don’t have budget to try to buy one,” she lied about the second point.

“Please! We can think of something. I...”

“Now!”

Debbie’s eyes fell to the floor. She knew better than to push Ms. Connor. She stood and closed the office door. She pulled her top over her head and revealed what Ms. Connor already knew. The girl’s tits were spilling out of her underwear and the seams looked like they would burst at any second. The substantial undergarment had supports that ran down the girl’s belly and down under the skirt. It was like a huge, body girdle.

Debbie kicked off her heels and shimmied out of the tight skirt, revealing a lacy black garter belt attached to her black stockings. She unhooked the garter from the stockings and pulled it down and off. The undergarment had several straps and hooks that needed to be undone. Debbie unhooked those that she could on her own before walking over to Ms. Connor who had to do the ones in the back for her.

The girl made a noticeable sigh as the garment fell away from her giant titties. For their size, they didn’t sag much, and her dark areolae were three inches across with long thick nipples sticking out. Ms. Connor knew that they would be clearly visible under the girl’s silk top. She squeezed her thighs together as her pussy throbbed watching the show.

Debbie pushed the undergarment down and stepped out of it, leaving her in a tiny, lacy black thong.

“That’s good. You can go to class now!” Ms. Connor teased.

“Very funny,” Debbie replied dryly as she reattached her garter and put the rest of her clothes back on. Then she stood in front of her coach for inspection.

With her bra on, Debbie’s titties were pressed tightly against her body. But now they swayed and jiggled a bit. Her dark areolae were clearly visible under her top and her nipples stuck out proudly.

“There! Don’t you feel better now?” Ms. Connor asked.

“Well ... Yes, but I’m sure I look like a total slut!” the head cheerleader replied.

“If the shoe fits...”

They both had a good laugh.

“Is everything ready for Laia’s science project presentation today?” Ms. Connor asked.

“Yes, all set.” Debbie replied.

“Good. Did Tissues’ new cheer outfit arrive?”

“Ms. Jansen said we’ll have it tomorrow morning.”

“OK. Great. You can go now. Oh ... put that ... girdle in the closet on your way out.”

“OK ... See ya later,”

Debbie got up and turned to leave as there was a knock on the door. She opened the door and stepped back as a black-haired girl stuck her head in.

“Ms. Connor?” the girl said.

Debbie opened the door all the way and motioned the girl in as she stepped out. She gave the girl, whom she didn’t recognize, a ‘who-the-fuck-are-you’ look as she left.

The girl was stunning. Her curly black hair was pulled back into a ponytail and her make-up was perfectly applied. She wore a tight, knee length dress with a swirling multi-color pattern and white heels.

“Come in. What can I do for you?” Ms. Connor said suggestively. She didn’t recognize the girl and wondered what she wanted. Surely, Ms. Connor would have noticed this stunner walking around the halls of school and snagged her for the cheerleading team, had she seen her.

“It’s me ... Annie!” The girl said.

Ms. Connor sat open-mouthed for a moment. Could this really be the geeky hippy-chick Annie that left her office just yesterday?

“How? ... Who? ... Wow!” Ms. Connor said, still stunned by the girl.

“I know, I barely recognize myself when I look in the mirror.”

“You look ... great!” Ms. Connor said, “You certainly took me seriously when I told you to show up looking like a cheerleader!”

Annie explained that her mother was a cheerleader growing up and always wanted her only daughter to follow in her footsteps. But Annie never felt comfortable. It was because of her mother that she even tried out for cheerleading, knowing she wouldn’t make it. When her mother heard that Annie was going to be on the team, she took her out shopping for new clothes, make-up, and hairdo.

“I love it! I feel so tingly all over,” the girl said.

Ms. Connor recovered from her shock and realized that this development would accelerate the effectiveness of her plan for Eugene.

“Have you presented your science project yet?” she asked.

“Not yet. I go this afternoon. Right before Laia, I think! I hope my volcano doesn’t erupt all over my new dress.”

“Perfect ... Well not the volcano. I have a better idea for your project. I know you’ll get an A. Cheerleaders always do!”

“Oh, thank you! Thank you! Thank you!” The girl jumped and clapped.

“Your project is going to be about perverted teen boys...” Ms. Connor started

“You mean Eugene?”

“Yes, of course. You do want to help your teammates punish him for what he’s done, don’t you?”

“Oh, of course. Anything.”

“I thought so. I’ll give you a pass so you can miss your classes this morning. I looked at your records ... uhhh ... as a requirement for your official cheer application, of course ... and I see that you’re a computer whiz and you won the district hacking competition earlier this year...”

Ms. Connor explained the set up of Eugene’s humiliation. She didn’t want to give the girl all the details for risk that she would get cold feet and back out. The girl was to set up a camera to record Eugene jerking off. Then copy all the video Eugene made to a DVD and replace each one with the video of the creep jerking off.

Annie agreed and said there would be no problem cracking into Eugene’s account and that she already had some video of Eugene abusing himself. Ms. Connor told the girl to come back to her office when everything was ready.

“There’s one thing missing from your outfit though. Come over here,”

Annie came around the desk. Ms. Connor turned the girl around and pulled down the zipper of her dress. She turned the girl back around to face her and pulled the straps down from Annie’s shoulders. The dress had a built-in bra, so her perky A-cup titties were in full view.

“Oh!” the shocked girl said.

“You need a little shine,” Ms. Connor said, pulling the dress down.

Annie stepped out of the dress and stood there in her heels and a tiny white thong.

“Are those new too?” Ms. Connor asked.

The girl blushed, “Yeah ... I got new underwear too. Mom threw out all my old granny panties.”

Ms. Connor made a mental note to try to arrange a meeting with the girl’s mother. Preferably before lunch.

“You won’t need the panties today,” Ms. Connor said and pulled them down to the girl’s ankles.

Annie supported herself on Ms. Connor’s shoulder and stepped out of the panties.

“I see you took care of that other ... problem...” she said looking at the girl’s bald pussy.

“Yeah,” Annie blushed again. “Mom took me to have it waxed.”

“Perfect,” Ms. Connor said before kneeling down in front of the girl, “now I don’t want you to cum yet, it will spoil your shine. Tell me when you’re on the edge.”

Ms. Connor leaned forward and licked the girl’s slit. Annie instinctively spread her knees and held herself steady on the desk and Ms. Connor’s shoulder.

“Oh! It feels so good! Mmmmmm...” the girl moaned, “I’m gonna cum!”

That only took about ten seconds. Obviously, the girl isn’t getting enough. Ms. Connor stopped licking.

“OK. Put your dress back on and head to homeroom. Don’t forget our appointment later. We need to talk about your project AND Eugene. Oh! And put these in your purse.” She dangled the girl’s white thong on her finger.

“Yes, Ms. Connor,” the girl said and did what she was told.

Ms. Connor called the office and asked to have Eugene paged to her office. A few minutes later the boy entered, panting. Apparently, he ran to answer the beautiful cheerleading coach’s call.

“Eugene, I’ll need you to help with one of the science projects this afternoon. I don’t have time to explain. Just be in the wings when Annie Hansen’s project is starting.” Ms. Connor said.