The remainder of the week went about the same as the first day had; except Sage never had me wear the crotch rope again. She would lead me into school by my leash, and either play fetch with me or make me lick her before school. Lunch times, and after school were left for more intense interactions, in which Sage would fuck me with the strap-on, make me deep throat her fake cock, or make me hump something in the room like a dog in heat. There were times she would have me open my door as I had on the first day, but it wasn't a daily occurrence. However, she always referred to me as puppy slut in some manner, and I was always in my collar and leash barking my responses back to her. Acting like an animal was both humiliating and liberating; the freedom of letting me be ordered and control like a pet was invigorating.
After midweek, she no longer allowed me to drive home clothed, and with each passing day my attire became more and more risqué. The hem lengths of the skirts and dresses Sage provided me consistently inched their way shorter and shorter, until Friday's, tight fitting white tank dress, hung to just two inches below my ass; it was completely inappropriate for a student, let alone a teacher. Thankfully, because it was the last day before winter break, I had planned to show a video, and was able to remain hidden behind my desk during class. During Sage's class though, things became a bit more interesting. Twenty minutes into the class, I received a text message from Sage.
"Get up and go stand at the back of the classroom slut. Bring your phone with you."
I was giddy with the order, and immediately stood to begin walking to the back of the room. When I did a few students look at me, but then went back to watching the video. Most of the students were either attentively watching the video, or were sleeping at their desk, so at the back of the room all I saw was the back of their heads. After a minute of standing at the back of the room, I received another text from Sage.
"Let's see if you still want no limits slut; slip the shoulder straps of your dress off your arms."
My body warmed at the order, and my hands trembled as they reached up and began to follow my Mistress' command. I slid the straps off my shoulders, and pulled my arms through so that the dress was now only being held up by the tightness around my chest. I was basically now in a tube dress. As I completed my task, I made sure to keep my eyes scanning the room, and on Sage. I wanted to see if she would look back to check if I completed her order. However, she did not turn, and I instead received another text.
"Okay my little teacher slut, pull the dress all the way down until it is at your ankles."
My heart rate quickened upon reading Sage's new order. She wanted me to strip out of my dress, in class, while still filled with students. Sage certainly was seeing if I wanted no limits, and for the first time in a long while was beginning to second guess my commitment. I could feel my entire body begin to quiver as I thought about my task. My breath became rapid, and my chest was pounding. The idea of getting naked in my room while my students were still present was not something I had ever thought about before, but he I was thinking about it and I was having some very interesting reactions occur just from the thought. Though I was nervous and scared, I was at the same time extremely aroused and excited. I could feel the wetness of my sex drip out and coat my thighs. Without even realizing it, my hands began to move up and begin to pull down on the dress. Slowly, it slid down over my chest exposing my tits. Further and further, revealing my stomach and hips. I didn't stop as I reached my pubic region and continued to pull the dress down over my ass and thighs. I bent down some to continue to push the fabric past my knees and shins, rather than just letting it drop into place. When the bunched up dress reached my ankles, I let go and stood back up. My eyes were frantically wide open, and my heart was racing. I was standing naked in a classroom full of my unsuspecting students, and all I wanted to do was touch myself. The buzz of phone receiving a new message from Sage startled me, but I soon focused enough to read the next set of instructions.
"Very good slut. Go ahead and pull your dress back on and return to your desk. You have pleased me very much with your obedience."
I was thankful that Sage didn't push me any further at that moment, but I did wonder if she had anything else planned for me before lunch. I pulled my dress back on in one quick motion, re-fitted the straps over my shoulders, and made a few tiny adjustments before walking back to my desk at the front of the room. At my desk, I was a ball of excitement after such a thrilling and daring task. A few times I found myself bouncing in my chair like a giddy school girl as I replayed the brief, but terrifying exposure. I had to turn my attention to my computer in an attempt to keep myself from getting too revved up about it.
I didn't receive any further text messages from Sage as the period continued. My curiosity grew, as I wondered exactly what would come next. The buzz that was caused from stripping earlier had died down, and soon the video had ended, leaving about five minutes left in class. I sat quietly while I watched my students begin to pack up to get ready to leave for lunch. Eventually the bell rang dismissing the students, and I became disappointed when I saw Sage stand up and begin to leave. However, my disappointment was relieved when I saw her turn around and acted as if she forgot something. The rest of the students filed out, as she made her way to my desk. There were still students waiting to exit the door, when she walked up to my desk and spoke.
"Give me your dress slut."
I was stunned how forward and daring she was, considering there were still students somewhat present, but realized I was being silly considering what I had been ordered to do earlier. My hands reached up to my shoulder straps and began to slide them off as I watch the last of my students leave. Just as I had earlier, I slid the dress down my body to my ankles before stepping out of it and handing it over to Sage. She grabbed it from me, and stuffed it into her bag.
"I'll be back later slut."
That was all she said before turning and leaving me naked and alone in my classroom. Thankfully she shut the door on her way out, but I was still disappointed that she wasn't going to be playing with me during the break. Having become accustomed to being naked in my classroom, I choose to focus on getting some administrative stuff completed in preparation for the break in school. I figured Sage would be back before lunch was over to give me back my dress. My thinking was correct; partially. Sage did come back about halfway into lunch, but she did not have my dress with her. All she had with her for me to wear was a tan raincoat.
