Although this is a stand-alone story, it is hard to believe, it is the twelfth chapter of "The Principal's Turn series, depicting the transformation of Principal Maggie Turner from straight married woman to submissive lesbian pet to her former student turned employee, Taisha Smith.
Along the way, Liz Richards, became a vindictive thorn in the side of Taisha Smith. Unfortunately, Lizzie fell prey to Taisha Smith as well. Once the threat was eliminated and controlled, Taisha reached out to an old friend to take her latest sub slut, Lizzie, off her hands so she could focus on her true target.
In this chapter we find out if Liz will find a new place to explore her recently discovered need to surrender herself for the pleasure of others. This story is told from Liz's perspective and contains scenes of non-consent and reluctance. If this does not appeal to you, please find another story. If you choose to read on, please enjoy.
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Monday morning seemed to drag on with my head in a semi fog, anticipating my lunch time encounter with Taisha. As I tried to teach, my mind kept drifting off to the events of recent weeks.
After treating Taisha Smith, the new substitute teacher, terribly, Karma kicked my ass. Taisha caught me with an adult aged male student, in the fucking supply closet at school, of all places. It had been the single biggest moment of weakness of my life, without question, and she captured it all on video.
She leveraged the video and turned me into her own personal cunt licker. As it all replayed in my mind, my pussy steamed while standing in front of a classroom of high school seniors.
That was the most disturbing thing about all of this. I had been humiliated, used and manipulated but my body betrayed me every time. The more degrading, the harder the orgasm. The harder the orgasm, the more I wanted.
Taisha Smith was an addiction that filled every moment of thought. She delivered climax after climax, leaving me satisfied like no one ever had. But, no sooner would we finish, my mind moved to wondering what the next encounter may have in store.
She instructed me to be at the park at lunch time to service her orally, making it impossible to focus on. There was an added sense of urgency today, since she'd made it clear "our time together was coming to an end." Knowing this could possibly be our last time together made it all the more intense.
The good news, for my newly discovered sex addiction, she introduced me to a couple, I labelled in my mind as "The black Ken and Barbie." They were absolutely gorgeous and with the help of Taisha, I had just submitted a series of "audition tapes" to become their personal "fuck toy"
Even as I say it, my mind can't fully comprehend how I arrived at this state. Taisha Smith had opened the flood gates and the rushing waters took the entire damn down with them. There was no going back now, only full speed ahead. The closer to lunch time the more my body tingled, like a hormone crazed teenager.
The second the bell rang, I texted her.
Liz: On my way.
Taisha: Wait for me in the back seat, door unlocked.
Liz: Thank you Ms. Smith
I pulled into the park and found a spot in the back corner of the lot under an Oak tree. I got in the back and adjusted my thong, pussy wet and ready. As I waited, I found myself trying to figure out how to pose most seductively. It was really kind of pathetic if I thought about it. But my pussy throbbed for her, and I would do whatever it took to please her. The reward was always worth it.
I settled on my back in the corner of the car seat and door, with my left leg straight and heel on the floor. My right leg was bent at the knee with my knee touching the back of the seat, and my skirt pulled up, showing off my white thong.
After a few moments she pulled in next to me and walked toward the door. Then, she leaned down and looked through the tinted glass with her hands cupped to her face. When she saw me, her smile brightened, and she slipped into the back seat with me.
"Good girl Lizzie..." She said as she closed the door, slipped her skirt up and opened her succulent cunt wide for me. "...your video editing job was remarkable. I have been waiting for this since I saw the finished product."
I was stunned as Taisha sat before me, left foot touching the back window. Her right foot slipped under my leg, and she stretched out, heel on the floor. Her ebony pussy lips glistened with wetness. I could barely breath as I gazed at her dark labia and black muff, split by the bright pink slit between her spread lips. Clearly Ms. Taisha was not interested in wasting time and I was grateful as I gazed hungrily.
"Can I please kiss your cunt, Ms. Smith" I asked squeakily as I started to tremble.
"Yes, please Lizzie. Thank you for your manners."
I positioned myself with my knees on the floor, leaned in and began to gently kiss the seam of her inner thigh and outer labia. I inhaled her scent and moaned audibly.
"I love the smell of you, Ms. Smith. Thank you," I said, continuing to pepper her with soft kisses.
She sighed, "Such a good little cunt licker, Lizzie."
I nodded and moaned slowly kissing the perimeter of her succulence, before gently splitting her dark pussy lips with my tongue tip. I felt the heat build between my legs as she sighed softly and closed her eyes. The first taste was sweet and as l wiggled my tongue slowly into her warmth. A mixture of tangy sweetness flooded my tastebuds.
"I have some good news Lizzie," she said softly sighing as I probed her. They loved your message and are ready to accept your offer. Oh, you feel so good Lizzie. I'm gonna miss this." Her voice squeaked. "Chantelle will text you soon. She needs a test run before, ah, finalizing..." She panted and lost her words.
Her moans grew louder as her thighs moved together brushing my cheeks with her silky smoothness. My lips pushed between her labia allowing me to penetrate her further and I marveled at how amazingly soft her inner thighs felt against my cheeks. The dichotomy of her silky softness from such powerful thighs crossed my mind as her hand gently touched the back of my head.
She let out a long quivering exhale as my lips and tongue, pressed into her. My head swirled in tiny circles and she moaned her approval. Next. I breathed deeply through my nose overwhelmed by her scent and tangy sweet flavor. Her pussy radiated moist heat and her juices coated my lips and tongue.
"Such a good pet, Lizzie. Your oral arguments are so persuasive, OH!" She moaned and pressed my face into her hot wetness. I couldn't help but smile with pride watching her head roll back and those full lips part as she moaned.
"Oh, fuck Lizzie, so good!" She squealed and gripped my ponytail. She ground my head against her, spreading her cunt juice over my face. "I need this, Lizzie." She groaned jerking my head faster and harder against her. "I need... this! I, need, this. Oh fuck, don't stop! Need! This!" Her body shuddered as I could feel her cum flooding my face. "Need, this! Oh Fuck! Lizzy!"
She held my head firm as she succumbed to a powerful orgasm. I kept my tongue in constant motion as her body jerked and she grunted pressing me face into her steaming cunt.
As her orgasm passed, she released me and caught her breath while I continued to lick her clean. I savored every drop, driven by the realization this could be my last time with her.
Being totally honest, I had to admit excitement imagining how Chantelle would taste and feel. Taisha had turned me into a pussy hungry nympho slut. But I had never tasted another woman and the thought had me throbbing in anticipation.
Almost as if reading my thoughts, Taisha spoke. "Do that for Chantelle Saturday and you are in. That was very good, Lizzie." She petted my head and then pulled me up. "Now show me those white panties again Lizzie. I want one last look. I did like the pose you gave me when I got here."
A sad sense of pride washed over me, knowing she noticed my pose. I positioned myself again legs spread, with my back in the corner, skirt up, and panties exposed.
"I see that wet spot peeking through, Lizzie."
"You make me so wet Ms. Smith." I replied without thought. I so wanted her to lick my pussy again.
"I do love those white panties on you Lizzie."
"Thank you, Ms. Smith. I love wearing them for you."
"Do you want to make yourself come in them for me Lizzie?"
