Collage Candy

This is another of those stories that I wrote many years ago and found here recently while looking for something else, after rereading it I figured that I used the word 'as' way too many times, so I had to rewrite it in my head. It's taken awhile and I hope I've improved on it somewhat, I do hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed making it up. As always this is a work of fiction, and I alone am solely responsible for the content, and any mistakes are of my own doing. Any resemblance to any person living or dead is purely coincidental and unintended. This story may not be reproduced, copied or retransmitted in anyway known or unknown without the authors permission. if you like what you read, please remember to like, follow, vote and comment below. Remember to stay safe and keep your eyes open.

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I love being the old guy in a classroom full of kids, what they consider history I remember watching or actually being in the area when it went down, hell I'd even made a little myself. Most of the kids in this class were young enough to be my grandkids and more than once I looked at a snot nosed idiot and told him to shut the fuck up and sit the fuck down. When they tried to act tuff, I just let them know that I had been killing people before their mommy and daddy were gleams in their grandparents' eyes. Most were smart enough to take a good look at my eyes and figure that screwing with me was not a conducive way toward living a long life.

I was sitting through another boring lecture about the 'Cold War', a subject I was intimately familiar with having been born in the middle 60's, grown up and lived through the 70's, 80's and 90's. I'd joined the Navy in the 80's and had been on the front line of the cold war like my father before me, and younger brother had after I'd gotten out. At the present she was talking about Uncle Ronnie and Uncle Ollie and their 'Illegal war' in a certain Central American 3rd world shit hole country.

Most of her 'Facts' were wrong, but I wasn't going to burst her bubble, I might bust her ass later this weekend but not here in the classroom. I just snorted, rolled my eyes and went back to looking at the pictures on my phone. Needless to say, they were quite interesting to say the very least, over my shoulder one of the class snoops was pretending to listen and take notes, I angled my screen so that she could just barely catch a glimpse of what I was looking at.

I heard her gasp and turned my head just as everyone else did in the hall and the teacher stopped speaking and looked at her. 'Miss Philips is there a problem?' She asked sharply. Kate Philips tried to look as if nothing had happened. 'Uh, no Ms. Thompson, no problem.' She quickly replied and pretended to look back at her notes. 'Then you won't mind if I continue with my lecture.' Brenda replied and picked up where she'd left off. I just smiled up at Kate. 'That could be you, you know.' I whispered, winked and went back to scrolling through my latest pictures.

I could smell Kate's pussy juice, and I knew that the little seed I had just planted had already taken root, ahhh, youth these days. How can a generation that has access to the sum total knowledge of the entire universe at its fingertips, be so fucking stupid? it boggles my mind at times. Luckly the bell rang shortly thereafter.

'Miss Philips, Mr. Anderson, I'd like to speak to you both in my office before you leave for your next class today.' Brenda called out as a few kids went to her desk to ask a quick question or 2, a few oohed at us. What the fuck was this 3rd grade again? 'Roger that Ms. T.' I called back as Kate answered, 'Yes Ma'am.' I waited for her at the end of the row and bowed my head and extended my arm outward. 'Please, ladies first.' I said in a calm quiet voice then stepped out behind her to check out her back and denim covered ass.

I liked what I saw and leaned forward slightly to whisper in her ear. 'Yes, it would look very nice properly striped and flogged.' I said as she jerked her head around quickly. I just stood there with a smug innocent look on my face. 'Yes?' I asked as she almost ran down the last few steps and out the door towards Brendas' small windowless office.

I continued at my leisurely pace knowing that Brenda would be a minute or 3 and I took the opportunity to continue to work on Kate's mind. I dropped down into the chair next to her and brought up another picture of the individual hanging on the St. Andrews cross that I had made and installed in my backyard. I let her look and smirked as her thighs rubbed together involuntarily, yes, my little assault on her mind was working just as I had planned.

She was 18 or 19, brown hair and eyes, fairly nice-looking tits 32 maybe 34Bs. From the way she dressed her mom had been very controlling, never allowing her to experience the wilder side of life. What the fuck? the kids these days were soft and totally unprepared for life as it truly was. 'Looks like fun doesn't it, it can be very eye opening to those who are willing to step through the looking glass and into the rabbit hole to embrace the darkness.' I said and looked up at the sound of clicking heels coming this way.

Let me introduce you to Ms. Brenda Thompson, 27, 5'7", 132#, Blonde/Blue. Tight body, 32c, 26, 33, a beautiful ass and smoothly shaved pussy, not to mention the tattoo on her left upper thigh of a triskelion in the middle of a French Croix that was my mark. Yes, boys and girls, the hot teacher coming down the hallway was my slave and here I was in her class, no I hadn't told her to simply pass me, any grade I received would be from my own efforts and hard work.

'Miss Philips, join me please.' She said and opened the door and went in, I just sat back and waited. Whatever was being spoken about, I'm sure that I'd find out about soon enough so no need to stress. I really didn't have long to wait; Kate came out and motioned me to enter.

I stood up and pushed through the door, making sure to close it carefully behind me and lock it. 'Mr. Anderson, would you care to let me know what you were looking at to cause Miss Philips to gasp like that?' She asked and came around from behind her desk to kneel before me like a well-trained slave should. I just smiled and reached down to cup her chin and tilted her head back to look up at me. 'I was looking at you slave and that well stripped ass of yours, she will be the next one to join my harem. You do realize that right my little slut.' I replied and ran my thumb across her partially opened lips.

All this prim and proper looking WASP teacher could do was whimper a little and lick my thumb pad with the tip of her tongue, and what a talented tongue it was becoming. 'Yes Master.' She whispered and licked my thumb yet again. I knew what she wanted, and I'd more than once given it to her. We'd meet at a munch where I had spoken about the ease of making your own toys and the saving of loads of money for other things.

I'd watched her as I spoke and could tell she was a submissive, I made a point to speak with her and well, a year later she was my collared fuck toy. Even though for several reasons, one of which was her job we kept our relationship on the down low and she kept her own place in town. That didn't mean that she was never at my place and spent 4 out of every 7 days with me generally on her knees pleasing me. She was what was known as a closet slave and would remain one for the foreseeable future.

'Slave would like Master to tutor this young slut my Master.' She whispered and pressed her chin even harder into my hand. 'Her grades are slipping Master, and she close to failing your pet's class Sir.' Brenda or slave bimbo as I called her, sucked my thumb into her mouth and swirled her tongue all around it like she would my cock when I allowed her to suck me off. I could fell my cock hardening in my pants as she did that.

I pretended to think about this request from my slave and knew it would be the fastest way to lure her deeper into the rabbit hole and once in you really never got out no matter what you told yourself. 'Very well slave but expect to pay a price this weekend.' I told her and pulled my thumb free and gripped her throat. 'Perhaps you'll do nothing but ATM the whole weekend slave.' I said casually and headed for the door. 'As my Master commands, so shall slave obey Master.' She replied and quickly stood up then opened the door for me. I cupped her left tit as I slid out the door and turned to my left and saw Kate sitting there looking nervously at me. 'Don't worry girl, I don't bite... much.' I said and picked up my bookbag.

'Come on if you're coming Kate unless you have another class today.' I said and headed for the exit closest to the back parking lot. I heard her jump up and run after me, yes, she sounded like she would make a good pet. Maybe I'd make her my newest kitten, cats were nosy creatures and she'd gotten herself into this fix by being nosy.

I reached my truck and opened the door for her then climbed in myself got everything running and drove out of the lot. 'How is it you have an on-campus parking sticker and can park so close?' She asked as I quickly headed for home. I just looked over at her and smiled, when you drop a bit of money into this or that scholarship or support a sport at the collage plus decide to go to that school too, the board will give you all kinds of incentives to keep you giving them that support money.

'I have my ways.' I say and we spend the next 20 odd minutes talking, trying to figure out where or how she's failing this simple Simon class. She needs to focus on the subject, and I know just how to do that as I turn off the main road and pullout my phone to make a call. 'Night rider ops.' Comes the voice over the speakers of my sound system. 'Ops, this is Sidewinder with one inbound 2 mikes out.' I say and keep my speed up. 'Sidewinder, Night rider ops the LZ is clear. Ops out.' We hear and the line goes dead.

'Ummmm... what was that?' Kate asks as we drive past the first gate and onto my property. I just look over at her and smile. 'The only way to get onto my property unless I let you in that is. Hell, even the mail has to be buzzed in, I take my privacy seriously along with my security.' I say and pull up to my house that sits in the middle of 53 acres, the list of those that could come on to my property was very short.

My place was a modest 3000sqft, 2 story with a full basement, a huge back yard that had an 8' privacy fence around it and was connected to a large pole barn that was part workshop, part dungeon. One of the features of the pole barn was that a sub could be brought into the workshop, by a vehicle and without ever touching the floor, be hoisted to the dungeon above and placed in a cell that had been put in up there. They would see no one and have no idea where they were at, it was a very effective way of breaking someone.

Going in the front door I drop my book bag by my chair and head for the kitchen. 'Sit, little girl.' I say pointing to a chair and open the fridge then grab 2 bottles of water. I walk back out to see her looking at the art that covers my walls and the various items that were either in corners or sitting on stands next to each chair or the couch, I could tell she had never seen anything like this a day in her life. I simply walk over to my comfy chair and sat down. I knew that it would take a few minutes for her brain to process all the different items she was now seeing.

'Interesting, isn't it, I know there's thousands of questions buzzing around in that brain of yours but let's try to keep them down to 5 or 6 unless you're planning on spending the night.' I say and look at my watch. 'Yes, most of the things you see were made by my hands and those that you see bound were bound and flogged by my hand also.' I said and pointed to the chair yet again.

'You, sit, now.' I said and watched her move to the chair in question I smiled at her. 'Good girl, you know how to follow directions.' I said looking her over then nodded. 'Let me take a few stabs in the dark here, you know the material and have read the book but when it comes to test you freeze up, is that fairly close?' I ask handing her the bottle of water then sitting back and opened my own.

Kate looked at the floor and played with the bottle in her hands. 'Yeah, that's pretty much basically it.' She half mumbled still looking at the floor. I smiled, she had test anxiety, a common enough problem among the youth of today most have no idea about how to relax before a test. 'Well lucky for you I know of a way to help you with that but you're going to have to trust me.' I tell her and sit back looking at her. I watch her take a few deep breaths and make up her mind.

'Alright, I'll do whatever it takes to help me, I need to get my grades up fast or I'll get kicked out of here and be stuck with my mom again.' She said looking at me and hung her head yet again. 'I've seen a few videos of some of those things you have pictures of, I know it's called bondage, and I need to be free of my mom even if it means belonging to someone.'

I sit there, my fingers steepled against my lips to remind me to think before I speak, something I feel that more people would do well to remember, it would I believe, make the world a better place. 'Do you know what you're asking for Kate, and I do mean truly know the hole your about to jump into. Make no mistake little girl, once into this lifestyle you are never getting back out, no matter what you say, so think before you make that final leap.' I said and took a drink of water. 'I want you to drink that bottle of water before you answer and not one second before.'

I watch her fiddle with the bottle then open it and guzzle it down quickly which tells me that she's had to eat and drink quickly in order to get anything to eat or drink. 'I want you to make me your bondage girl or slave or whatever I'll become at your hand. I want to belong to someone who won't throw me away or always leave me guessing.' She said.

I pretended to ponder her request; in truth I'd already made up my mind as to what I was going to do with and to her but first I needed to find her pain and pleasure thresholds and then work from there. 'By the front door is a small basket, if you're serious about going through with this I want you to walk over there, strip off all your clothes and any jewelry. Put your shoes and socks in first, be sure your socks are flat and folded in half nicely, understand so far?' I asked and saw her nod 'yes'.

I continue to tell her how I want the rest of her clothes folded and placed on top of her shoes and socks then tell her to move. She almost runs to the basket and quickly strips down and following my directions places everything as I told her to do it. Good, that tells me she can follow directions then returns to me and goes to sit in the chair again, a stern, disapproving look from me stops her halfway down and she straightens up, her hands in front of her pussy.

'Stand here in front of me girl and put your hands at your sides, stand up straight, no slouching, feet shoulder width apart. On the wall behind me is as black dot, that's where your eyes should be and not on me girl.' I tell her and watch her move into the position I've instructed. 'Don't lock your knees and be sure to breath girl.' I remind her then begin to look her over, I like what my practiced eye sees.

I remained sitting letting my eyes roam over her body, every now and then having her turn to look the rest of her body over, what can I say, I liked what I saw. 'Kneel girl, here, before me,' I quietly said pointing to a spot 3 feet in front of me. She quickly knelt and once again tried to cover herself up, that drew a sharp look from me, she dropped her hands back to her sides.

She had the 32Bs that I had suspected 20, 32 hips, the curtains and rug matched, it would soon be gone even if it was a nicely trimmed and shaped like a small heart. Her leg and calves looked good, and she obviously took care of her body, under my hand she would tighten up even more once I started working her out.

'Do you of your own free will consent to become my property?' I ask her, looking down at her. 'Look at me and answer yes sir or no sir, understand?'

I watched her take a deep breath and look up at me,' Yes sir, I freely consent to become your property, I do this of my own free will.' She said and then dropped her head back down.

'Do you agree to obey me and to follow my rules, accepting any punishments from me if you fail to do so. Knowing that if you do so that you will lose all rights as a person until such time as we both agree to part ways. You will have less rights and privileges than a dog or cat, in every sense of the word you will become my property, do you understand that?' I told her.

She took another deep breath, and I knew she was about to dive headfirst into the rabbit hole, and from that action she would never surface again. I would drag her in deeper and deeper under like a kraken of old, the funny part is that she would willingly help me drown herself.

'I do agree and will surrender myself to you and obey your rules and orders, agreeing to any punishment short of death or permanent disfiguring injury. I give myself to you and will call you Master, Sir and Lord for as long as you will have me.' She said yet again and then looked at the floor.

I kept my face calm but inside I was grinning ear to ear, somehow, I was able to sniff these girls out like roses on the vine. I reached into a drawer in the end table next to my chair and pulled out a red nylon collar and dropped it on the floor in front of her. 'Put that on but know this, once you put it on you can never remove it unless I remove it from your neck. From the second you put it on you will be my slave and as a slave I will treat you.' I told her.

She picked the collar up and looked at it for a few seconds then released the buckle and started to wrap it around her neck, stopping just before it clicked together and looked up at me. 'I want to belong to you Master.' She said and I heard the pieces click together in the silent room, and at that point I knew she belonged to me, and I would begin her training soon enough.

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