Cathy opened the door and disappeared into the night. Thinking that was the first and only time, she would ever act as a prostitute. Suddenly, she realised that at no time had she asked for payment, she laughed; money had never entered her head! It was about her sexual satisfaction and of that, she thought, there was very little.
"I have to know what I am." Cathy thought, then analysing her feeling she realised that she had no problem with being a lesbian. She had always considered herself a dominatrix, enjoying pleasure through subjugating men and women sexually, until tonight that is.
Cathy suddenly shouted into the night, "It was a fucking disaster! I could not handle it! It repulsed me, what the fuck am I?"
The following morning Cathy showered, dressed and set off for Sheila's lingerie store determined to dominate Sheila. As she approached the store, she stopped suddenly; she was shocked to see the windows were covered with signs saying 'Closing Down Sale'.
Over the next few hours, Cathy completed the purchase the shop in her mother's name, raised the necessary capital and found a manager, Lynda, for her very own lingerie business. Trying in vain to stop her legs from shaking, Cathy went to bed thinking, "God, what have I done? All I wanted is a steady stream of desirable women I can choose to enslave."
Monday morning came soon enough and Cathy's excitement over her dominance over Julia returned. Cathy headed off to school fantasizing about all the perversions she would make Julia perform and all the punishments she would exact. She wondered what her tattoo would be like, wishing she had added the word 'fucking' to 'Cathy's Slut'.
Cathy chose to go in the back way, so she would be as unobtrusive as possible. She went directly to her slave's office and walked in without announcing herself. Julia was sat behind her desk wearing what appeared to be an overcoat. As Cathy entered and as she turned to lock the door, Julia quickly got to her feet and removed the overcoat. Cathy looked at her and Julia dropped quickly to her knees and crawled towards Cathy. Julia started crying and kissing Cathy's feet she begged for forgiveness.
Cathy ordered her to stop and proceeded to walk around her, examining her closely, but could not see how Julia had failed to comply with her instructions.
"Well, Bitch?" Cathy inquired. It was hard for Cathy to make any sense of the sobbing woman, but eventually Julia rolled over on to her back and lifted her skirt clear of her cunt. Cathy saw she had no tattoo! Cathy kicked Julia's cunt and both women screamed, one in rage, the other in agony. Cathy seized Julia's clit and pinched the nub hard, but Julia continued to plead between howls of pain, but Cathy said, "You slut of a cunt, you disobeyed your mistress!"
Julia almost paralysed with fear kept shaking her head and saying over and over, "No Mistress, they wouldn't do it!" Eventually Cathy released Julia's clit, and then she finally deciphered the full story between Julia's sobs. All the tattoo artists within a hundred miles, refused to tattoo her pubic mound!
Dragging Julia and throwing her over her own desk, Cathy said, "You will still be punished!" However, Cathy walked around the desk and sitting in the chair placed her legs either side of Julia's head and said simply, "Suck." Julia set about her new task with unbridled enthusiasm.
As Julia sucked her cunt, Cathy asked if Julia had a slut of a girl friend or for that matter a prick of a man friend.
Julia who was finding it difficult to talk with her mouth in Cathy's cunt, shook her head, but mumbled Mrs Cummings. Cathy immediately removed her legs from the desk and grabbing Julia's hair said, "Well I will show her who owns you now! Ring her and tell her to come here, now!"
Julia tried to lift her head off the desk but Cathy slammed her face back into the desk. Julia pleading with her Mistress said, "I cannot ring her, she won't be there. She will be getting fucked by a couple of male students at this time on a Monday."
Dragging Julia to her feet, Cathy said, "Show me."
As Julia guided Cathy into a long corridor, Cathy saw Mrs Cummings had also just turned into the far end of the corridor. Mrs Cummings did not see the duo; she was peering into a storeroom. She called, "Amanda" as if she expected Amanda to be in the room. Cathy flattened herself and Julia against the door of an adjoining classroom, her curiosity mounting.
Mrs Cummings walked away and Cathy quickly heaved Julia to the storeroom. Cathy entered and looked for a convenient hiding place where she could watch and find out what was going on. She found that several packing cases had been badly stacked and there was an opening between the lower layers of crates. It was not ideal, but as she considered her alternatives, the door opened again and she saw Amanda Smith enter. Cathy pushed Julia behind the crates and squeezed in besides her. They discovered they had a perfect view between the rows of shelving. Amanda strolled up to the crates and lent on them directly in front of her. She was that close that Cathy could have jabbed Amanda's arse with her finger. As Amanda lent against the crates she lifted up her skirt and removed her panties. Cathy noticed that her cunt was dry and wondered still more what the fuck was going on.
Within seconds, the door opened again and this time it was Mrs Cummings. Mrs Cummings smiled and hurried up to Amanda, who said, "Well, get in position cunt! You are my worthless slut teacher!" Mrs Cummings beaming handed Amanda something she was carrying and bent over, her hands on her knees, Amanda lifted Mrs Cummings skirt and buried her hand in her cunt. Pumping her cunt hard Amanda repeatedly asked, "Is my filthy whore enjoying her student fisting her old wet cunt?" Mrs Cummings only moaned and nodded, she was in ecstasy. Finally, Amanda wrenched her hand from the cunt and Cathy then realised that Mrs Cummings had given Amanda a large cane, which Amanda started to smash eagerly into Mrs Cummings arse, cunt and thighs.
After several minutes, Mrs Cummings bore the marks of the cane and Amanda's cunt was dripping with her juices. Amanda turned around without warning and said, "Suck my arse, fuck pervert, and do a better job than your drag queen of a husband. Amanda lent on the crates pushing her arse towards Mrs Cummings who immediately began tonguing Amanda's arse and, judging by the fluid dripping down both their thighs; they were enjoying the experience. Cathy was feeling the excitement build in her own cunt and had just indicated to Julia to suck her cunt, when Amanda said, "Where are those boys they should be here by now."
Cathy froze and the excitement in her cunt vanished as the door to the storeroom opened and closed quickly and the lock clicked ominously. Male voices could be heard and as they approached, Mrs Cummings and Amanda moved to the centre of the aisle directly in front of Cathy and Julia. Both boys stopped as they reached Amanda. Mrs Cummings immediately moved to stand between the boys and dropped her skirt; Cathy saw she was wearing stockings and a garter belt, but no panties and that the whole of her arse and thighs were covered in angry red welts. Amanda removed a lubricant from a shelf and started applying it to one of the boy's sizeable pricks, while the other boy put his hands under Mrs Cummings' armpits and lifted her easily. She opened her legs and moaned in delight as she was lowered onto his prick. The boy with the lubricated prick moved behind Mrs Cummings and bending his knees, he positioned his cock at the entry to Mrs Cummings' arse. He stood quickly forcing his prick deep into her anus. Mrs Cummings moaned louder obviously enjoying the pain and pleasure of being anally speared.
Cathy was watching, open mouthed as the two boys began to pump their respective holes savagely. It was obviously a well-practiced routine as the boys kept perfect time. As the prick in Mrs Cummings' cunt was partially withdrawn, the prick in her anus was rammed violently inwards and as that one slowly withdrew; the first boy again impaled her cunt with equal ferocity. However, Mrs Cummings knees were bent such that the soles of her feet were sticking out behind her, Amanda was again wielding the cane striking the soles of her feet as Mrs Cummings rocked forward and backwards between the boys, a look of ecstasy on her face. Amanda surprised Cathy by climbing the storage racks until her cunt was level with Mrs Cummings' face. Amanda positioned her cunt just above Mrs Cummings' mouth and Mrs Cummings greedily started tonguing her cunt and arse again, smearing Mrs Cummings' face with cunt juice. Cathy had long since lost any urge to masturbate and dispassionately viewed the mainly heterosexual action unfolding before her with distaste; however, she was impressed at the endurance of the boys.
They fucked and pumped roughly for what seemed an age, but with final brutal thrusts both boys ejaculated ramming Mrs Cummings upward into Amanda's cunt, just as Amanda squirted a copious amount of vaginal fluid into Mrs Cummings' mouth, face and hair. The boys held Mrs Cummings against Amanda's spraying cunt for several minutes before withdrawing and Mrs Cummings collapse into the puddle of vaginal fluid on the floor. The boy that had been ravaging Mrs Cummings' cunt moved forward and forced Mrs Cummings to suck his penis. Mrs Cummings ardently licked and sucked his prick. The other boy spun Mrs Cummings around and offered her his prick, which was covered in shit as well as jism. He appeared to relish the thought of having his prick cleaned by Mrs Cummings' mouth. Mrs Cummings, obviously excited, took his prick and began licking and sucking it. At this point Cathy, began feeling sick, she closed her eyes to the action wishing she had not instigated her stupid sortie.
A noise made Cathy open her eyes and repulsed she saw the boys' pricks were clean and uncontaminated with Mrs Cummings' shit. Mrs Cummings' mouth on the other hand showed unmistakeable signs of her actions. Cathy began to gag as Amanda approached Mrs Cummings and forced her head up. Amanda spoke quietly, saying, "Wash it down with this." Spreading her legs, she began to piss into Mrs Cummings' mouth. Mrs Cummings gulped down the fluid eagerly and when all was finished, the trio laughed and started to walk away, Amanda called back to Mrs Cummings, "Don't you dare wash yourself, only your hands and face, I want to smell you all day. Be ready for tonight, we are bringing a few black friends over and I want to see how much shit and jism you and your fag husband can really eat."