Chapter 14: Back to school

I woke up in the morning as the sun's light spilled across Dave's bedroom. The unpleasant taste of last night's cum soured in my mouth. My muscles were sore and stiff from their strained positions all night long. My legs were stilled cuffed together and my arms cuffed behind me. I could smell body odor and sweat. When I opened my eyes, I discovered my face was only inches from Dave's armpit. I tried to move my head back but couldn't move it — my leashed collar keeping me snugly in position.

I couldn't see much, but I could make out the clock on his wall. It was 7:00. Holiday vacation was over and I had school today. I had to be at the bus stop in forty-five minutes! I needed a shower. I needed to get dressed, eat breakfast, and all those other things I had to do to get ready for school. Dave just slept peacefully along. I knew I had to wake him up.

"Dave" I whispered. Nothing. I tried again a little louder, "Dave!"

This time he stirred. He woke up slowly, looked around and then sat up in bed, looking down at me.

"You woke me up!" he said, a little surprised and seemingly not very happy about it.

"I have to get ready to go to school."

"You've been thinking again, haven't you? Trying to make decisions for yourself. You need to learn that you'll go to school if, and when I say you'll go to school. Got that slut?"

Oh no, he was really pissed! But what was I supposed to do, I wondered, skip school?

"Yes, Master. I'm sorry Master."

"We'll deal with it when you get home this afternoon. For now, get off the bed and on your knees. I want you to give me a nice blow job to start the day with."

I was relieved not to start the day with a spanking, but didn't look forward to coming home from school to that promised punishment. It wasn't easy to move with my hands and legs restrained, so I slithered around until I could slide off the bed, then maneuvered to face him. I started in on his blowjob right away.

He wasn't hard at all when I started, so it took a while, and I couldn't use my hands to help. I must have worked for 15 minutes before he finally came in my mouth. But as I was about to swallow his spunk, he told me not to. He told me to keep it in my mouth until I was told to swallow it.

Afterward, he took off my cuffs and removed my collar and leash. I had five minutes to get a shower and wash my hair. He also said I better still have a mouthful of cum when I finished.

I didn't waste any time and almost ran to the shower. It's not easy for a girl to take a shower and wash her hair in five minutes. I didn't have a clock in the bathroom, but I didn't have time to think of anything but washing and getting back as soon as I could.

When I was finished, I dried off and paused with my hand on the doorknob. What if someone besides Dave was standing outside the door? I had no choice. I threw open the door and rushed back to the room. Fortunately, no one else was around.

Dave was waiting for me. I stood there, expecting him to ask to see inside my mouth. I still had most of it there, even though some had mixed with my saliva and seeped down my throat. He didn't say anything, just looked at me, like he was waiting for something. Then I remembered. I dropped to my knees, painfully in my hurry, and put my hands behind me.

"You still got it wrong slut. When you present yourself, you should be in the presentation position." I quickly shifted to put my head on the floor and my arms in from of me. "And, you're almost five minutes late. That's two more for tonight. You're going to have to do better slut. Now get up in the normal position and show me your mouth."

I did. I got up, tears of fear starting to get into my eyes and opened wide for him. He held my jaw and looked inside. Fortunately, he seemed satisfied. He stroked my throat and gave me permission to swallow my 'breakfast'. My eye caught the clock, it was 7:32.

"Now stand up, hands behind you and spread your legs. I've got a present for you." he said with a little grin.

As I stood up, he put the collar back around my neck and relocked it, though he moved the locked buckle behind my neck so my hair covered it. Then he reached between my legs and started playing with my clit. With his other hand he played with my nipples. I was wet in no time. Then he withdrew his hands and reached behind him to get something off his desk. I was stainless steal and shaped kind of like a small egg (maybe the size of a Robin's egg) with a little tail on it. He pushed it into my wet and slippery vagina until it was lodged against my hymen and rubbed his hand against my moist mound. The tail was pink in color, blending somewhat with my skin, and sticking out from my pussy about an inch.

"Steph, I love you so much and I want you to enjoy your first day back at school. So this little New Year's present will make sure you have fun and just maybe it will remind you of me and how much I care about you. But like in everything else, there are rules. You are not to touch it and it has to stay in there all day. Don't let it come out. It will keep you a little moist between your legs, but that's good, because if it isn't surrounded by moisture, it'll turn itself off and you'd need the remote to turn it back on."

Now be a good girl and get back on your knees and go to your room. Your clothes are laid out on your bed. It's cold outside so I've given you something warm to wear. Hurry and get dressed, then put on some makeup. You've got five minutes."

I was really touched by his concern for me and his obvious love, though a part of my brain suspected that there was more to his little present tha he said. I didn't want to make him angry again so I quickly crawled to my room. The thing he had put inside me was uncomfortable and made me feel like I had someone's finger inside me. It moved inside me as I crawled, making me very aware of its presence. I had a feeling I'd have little trouble remembering Dave during the day.

I had just gotten inside my room and stood up when I saw Mike go by out of the corner of my eye. I closed the door quickly, but I just knew he'd seen me naked.

There was a pair of blue jeans and a sleeveless sweater on my bed. No bra. No panties. I quickly put on what was there, though I had to squeeze into the jeans. He must have gotten them from the bottom of my drawer — they were at least a year old and two sizes too small. When I finally got them yanked up and buttoned closed, it looked like they'd been molded to my skin. As I moved, I discovered they pressed against my tattoo and irritated it, making it itch. At least there was no way the egg could escape so long as I had them on.

The sweater wasn't very large either and only came down far enough to barely touch the waist of my jeans. Every time I moved, a little sliver of skin would show. When I reached over my head, my whole stomach would show. At least I had a nice flat stomach, though if the sweater came up very high, it would show my belly ring.

There was a pair of four inch heeled sandals on the bed as well, which I'd gotten for a dance last year. I remember I was excited to get them but they were so uncomfortable and difficult to walk in (much less dance), that I'd taken them off and danced barefoot most of the night. I put them on anyway.

Then I went to my dressing table and quickly applied some makeup, keeping an eye on the clock. There wasn't going to be time for much, just basic eye shadow, a little blush and some lipstick. I brushed my hair out — hadn't had time to blow-dry it. With ten seconds left, I rushed out of my room, and dropped my hands and knees to crawl quickly into Dave's room, 'presenting' myself when I got near him.

"Better." he said, looking at his watch. "Now stand up and let me take a good look at you."

I did and he raked his eyes over me from top to bottom. He stood behind me and cupped one of my breasts in one hand while he placed his other hand over the mound of my sex. He pushed in, I guess to feel if I was still holding the vibrator down there. Apparently approving, he let me go.

He handed me a contact lens case and told me to go in the bathroom and put them in. I thought this rather strange as usually I had my lens case in the bathroom and wondered what he was doing with it. I didn't argue but told him, "Yes Sir." and went to do as he ordered.

I'd been wearing contacts for a couple of years, so didn't really need the mirror to put them in. I just popped them in my eyes. The bathroom was to wash my hands and was the place I kept my lens solutions. When they were in, I looked in the mirror and... gasped!

I couldn't make out a thing! Everything was a blur. When I got within six inches of the mirror I could see normally, but further than that things just got blurrier the further they were away from my eyes. Thinking it was a mistake, I was reaching my hand up to take them out when I heard Dave's voice speak from the doorway.

"Leave them in. The prescription is a little different from what you're used to, but that's the whole idea."

"But Dave, I can hardly see ANYTHING!" I said.

SWAT! came a slap on my butt.

"You're being disrespectful. Don't question what I tell you. I have a note from your, ahh, doctor, that you're having vision problems. These are intended to teach you a lesson. Even at school, you need to learn to be more humble and less judgmental of other people. Now, I know you'll need help, but I don't want you having conversations between classes, so a friend of mine has a brother in the eighth grade. He will meet you at the end of each class and escort you to the next one."

With that he told me he'd be taking me to school. I had just missed the bus anyway and Mike had already left with one of his friends. He gave me my bookbag and we went outside. I was close to tears again. It felt funny walking with that egg inside me. It made me feel really full though I began to feel a little aroused as well. Dave had to guide me as I couldn't see well enough to see where I was putting my feet. It was really hard to walk in high heels when I was practically blind. I kept stumbling. Of course, I was such a klutz in heels, I'd have stumbled even if I could see.

I had been looking forward to the normalcy of school. But Dave was taking away any privacy I might have expected to have at school. I'd hoped it would be a haven away from his scrutiny. Now, even that bit of my old world was gone. I'd be going to school, displaying a newly pierced nose, and if my sweater rose up, I'd show my belly button piercing or maybe even the tattoo. He put me in his back seat and told me to sit on my hands. I waited while he went back inside for something. I hadn't been allowed to brush my teeth and my mouth still had the foul taste of semen in it. I didn't look forward to tasting that all day.

He joined me not long after and we set off. Once out of the driveway, I felt a sudden tingling in my pussy. That egg was a vibrator! It was on real gentle at first, but it quickly built to a deep tingling buzz that, though completely silent, was making me crazy. I wanted to yank out my hands from underneath my butt and press them against my crotch. After a minute though, the tingling faded and went away. The whole cycle had lasted maybe five minutes. Fortunately, once inside me, the little thing was completely silent.

Dave must have been watching me in the rear-view mirror. He said it would run a random pattern. It would always last five minutes, but there might be an hour between its little sessions or only two minutes. I was not allowed to play with myself during school (as if I would! What did he take me for?). We arrived at school with five minutes before the first bell. I had to wait for him to open my door and help me out, getting my bookbag settled on my shoulders. Once out of the car, he told me to invite Rachel over again. I lowered my head and said okay. Dave was a senior and didn't have a class during first period, so he could take his time driving over to the high school. He led me into the school to the office.

Just outside, he stopped me and introduced me to someone named Todd.

"Hey Todd, thanks for agreeing to help Stephanie out." he said.

A rather rough and dumb sounding male voice said, "Surr ting Dave. Henry said sumpin bout a reward?"

"Yep." Dave said. "While you're in school, I want you to treat Stephanie as your girlfriend. I know you can't do too much while in school, but I'm sure you can manage a few discreet gropes and kisses with no teachers looking."

I couldn't believe it! My own brother was telling me who I'd have for a boyfriend. I hadn't even had a boyfriend yet, but when I did, I always figured I would be the one doing the choosing. And how could he give some strange kid permission to maul me!?

"Surr I can." said the boy. "Sure she won't mind?"

"Not at all, Stephanie will be very grateful for you helping her between classes. The least she can do to return the favor is allow you to cop a feel and give her a few smooches. Isn't that right, Stephanie?" he said as he squeezed my arm where he'd been holding on to me.

"Yes sir." I said quickly. "I'll do it."

"Okay Todd, wait here a minute. We've got to talk to the office. We'll be right back."

"Right."

Dave led me inside where he gave a note to the office and explained I'd been having some sort of eye trouble which the doctor was working on, but in the mean time I couldn't see much. He said he had a friend in the school that would take me to my classes. He also mentioned that I'd been having cramps from some kind of female thing but that it was nothing to worry about and I'd be fine [how embarrassing].

The secretary said fine and wrote a note that I was to show to each teacher. She told me how sorry she was I'd been having problems and told me to let a teacher know if I needed something.

Dave led me back into the hallway and told the waiting Todd to keep a hold on my arm at all times. He kissed me on the cheek, whispering to me to be a good girl, then left me in Todd's care.

I didn't know what to think of this whole 'Todd' thing. I didn't like having to be guided around the school. I didn't like having a 'boyfriend' thrust upon me. And I had no idea who he was! Was he a creep?

I told Todd where my locker was and as he steered me down the hall, the egg went off again. At least the vibration pattern was the same each time. It always started gently, so I had warning, and proceeded slowly up in intensity. I managed to get to my locker before it hit high power. I had to lean against the wall as my pussy went crazy.

By peering at my lock from six inches away, I got it open, but I felt really stupid leaning over with my nose practically touching my locker. I was having a hard time holding still as the egg went to full power. Todd asked if there was something wrong, I just said, "Cramps."

It was making me wet and I wondered how long it would be before the wetness showed through my jeans. Todd helped by exchanging some books from my bag in the locker and removing others, which he handed to me. I looked at each one real close to make sure I had the right books.

The vibrator was still going but I was worried I'd be late for class so when I was ready to go I went to close the locker. He held it open for a second and then said, "No time like the present."

So while the egg was going full force, Todd pushed me back up against the open locker and held a hand under my chin, pulling my face up. The next thing I knew, his lips were locked on mine. I wanted so bad to tell him to go jump in a lake, but knew my choices were limited. With his body pressing up against me, I could feel he carried a lot of fat on him. His palms were sweaty and his breath tasted foul. From what I could see of his face pressed up against me, I knew he was on the gross side. All I could manage in protest was a couple of "Umph, Umphs." At least he didn't try to tongue me.

The trouble was, with the vibrator going bzzz bzzz in my pussy there was a part of me that kind of enjoyed what he was doing. Instinctively, I even kissed back found myself pushing toward him with my hips. But after a minute he pulled off me and said, "Not bad; you even seemed to enjoy that." he said with a kind of evil looking grin. "This could work out all right. Now let's get you to class."

He pulled me away from the wall, shut the locker and held my upper arm, directing me down the hall. I almost wanted him to continue because the egg was still going. Thankfully, it quit just before we got to my classroom. The bell had already sounded so the halls were quiet. As he opened the door he patted my butt to get me moving into the room.

"Ma'am, I'm just bringin Stephanie here on account o' her eyes ain't too good right now. She's got a note for ya."

I took the note out of my pocket and handed in the direction of the teacher's form. She took it and then handed it back to me. I couldn't really see her trying to give it me though so I just stood there.

"Here you go, Stephanie." she said. I didn't know what she was talking about and just stood still, partly recovering from the egg attack. Members of the class started snickering and I had a feeling they were laughing at me. I guess I did look a little stupid, standing there with some eighth grader holding my arm, while the teacher held out her hand with my note, waiting for me to take it.

Todd helped out, much to the class's amusement, and pushed my arm out so the teacher could put the note in my hand. A lot more people were snickering now.

"I see." the teacher said. "Thank you, young man. You may come for her after class."

"Surr ting Ma'am." Todd said. He released my arm and I heard him walk out. I just stood there. I couldn't see to get to my seat.

"Stephanie, can you find your seat?" she asked.

"Uh, I don't think so, Miss Blake." I said.

"Very well. Can I ask someone to come take Stephanie to her seat?"

"I'll help her, Miss Blake." The voice belonged to one of my other friends, a girl named Amanda.

I heard desks moving around amidst some outright laughter. The next thing I knew, Amanda was whispering in my ear as she took my arm and guided me through the rows of desks.

"When did you get a stud in your nose? What's going on, Steph?" she whispered. I only shook my head. There was no way I could really answer her then. I sat down at my desk, thankful it had been Amanda and not one of the troublemakers in the room that had helped me.

Fortunately, the egg stayed quiet during class. It must have been one of those hour breaks. Class was interesting to say the least. I couldn't take notes without almost putting my nose on the desk, couldn't read the board, and couldn't see anyone around me. So I just sat there and tried to listen.

My mind kept wandering. I kept wondering when the egg would go off again, so I was anxious all through class. Not being able to see well made me feel helpless, even though I had full use of my arms and legs. I had books with me, but only now realized how silly that was. Reading was just rather difficult.

What was Dave doing to me? Our little game had gotten WAY out of control. Or at least, way out of MY control. It was like my life was no longer mine own. When we started, he didn't do anything unless I was okay with it. In the last couple of days, my wishes and restrictions no longer seemed to matter.

I wondered about the things we'd done that were, well, sexual. And I had to admit now that they WERE sexual. We'd certainly done a lot of kissing and necking. We'd had oral sex and he'd seen and touched every square inch of my body. He'd made me get a tattoo and several body piercings and had me go around the house naked. Dave had spanked me and whipped me, but hadn't done any permanent damage to me. I'd been humiliated and made to do embarrassing things including crawling on the floor. But so far, he hadn't fucked me (it didn't occur to me to be frightened of him putting something in my butthole).

I was angered by what had been going on, but on another level I'd been stimulated by it all, too. There was something very immoral about what Dave had been doing, especially the sex stuff, but I couldn't deny I'd enjoyed most of it. I'd had many orgasms. To be aroused by my brother was wrong! But it was my own fault. I mean, it was MY body doing all the reacting. If I hadn't liked it, why would I have gotten such pleasure from it? I was just so confused.

My thoughts were interrupted by the sounding of the bell, marking the end of class. I didn't know what to do. Should I get up to go, or stay put and wait. I gathered my books and prepared to go, but stayed in my chair. The other students filed out of class. Amanda stayed behind and helped me out of the chair.

"Thanks, I'll take her to her next class." I heard Todd say.

I'd barely made it to the front of the room. Todd roughly grabbed my upper arm again and steered me outside into the hall. Amanda called out that she'd see me later.

Once in the hall, Todd moved his hand and put his arm around my waist, touching the bare skin between my jeans and sweater, and holding me tightly against him so I couldn't move away.

"Why don't you put your arm around me, so it will look natural." he said.

"That's okay, I'm fine." I said, trying to get out of such a public display with this weirdo.

His grip tightened on my waist till I thought he'd bruise me as he whispered in my ear, "Your brother says we're supposed to be girlfriend — boyfriend, and said hows you were to do as I says. You want me to tell em you weren't nice?"

Reluctantly, I put my arm around him and said, "No, that's okay. I'll be nice."

I felt it start again as we walked through the halls to my next class — the egg. It was just a tingling again and I was pretty sure I could get to class before it got to full power.

The fingers on Todd's hand weren't idle. He was feeling my skin, reaching as far as he could without being obvious to others in the hallway. But I certainly noticed. It was creepy.

We reached my next class before the bell this time and so Todd was able to take me to my seat after I showed the teacher my note. As he left, he patted my head and told me he'd see me soon.

This was the class with Rachel. By the time I got to my seat, the egg was rapidly gaining power. I wanted to stamp my feet, scream, hit my desks with my fists... anything to match the feelings I was having in my pussy. All I could do was plant my feet on the floor and hold onto the edges of my desk. I tried real hard not to let anyone else know what was happening. Rachel sat down next to me as the egg reached its peek. I think I emitted some kind of grunt or whine because I heard Rachel trying to get my attention. It passed finally and I got my breath back.

"God Steph, are you okay girl?" Rachel asked.

I nodded. "I'm fine Rachel. How ya doing?"