Sarah Price woke up the next morning and for a few moments the previous evening's events seemed like a very vivid, very real, bad dream. And then her hand reached up to her head and felt nothing but her pate, her regrown, silky brown tresses gone again. And then she felt the ache in her jaw, her pussy and her asshole from their over use by Becky and her two clients. Oh last night was no bad dream it had been as real as real could get but that didn't mean it wasn't a total NIGHTMARE.
*
Sarah had initially wanted to call in sick, to take the day off to recover, to think about her next move. But young Becky's demands of the previous evening came back to her.
"You will go to work tomorrow, I'll be watching to make sure you do."
And Sarah was unlikely ever to deny her former pupil ever again, last night had been a total submission to Becky, shaving her own head bald a sign of her total compliance to the young prostitute. So, reluctantly Sarah went though her normal morning routine of showering and breakfast and getting dressed ready for her day's work teaching at her Bristol High School. She did make one concession though, wearing a woollen beret pulled right down to her ears to hide her newly bald head. But as Sarah approached the front gates to Summerdale School, where she taught, who was leaning against the railing but Becky! She was cockily chewing gum and her face broke into a cruel smile as she saw Sarah recognise her and her stride falter.
"Alright Miss Price! Fancy seeing you here."
Then lower under her breath, in a threatening hiss
"Get over here you fucking cunt."
Sarah moved in front of Becky and pleaded with her not to make a scene here. Becky smiled again and cheerfully removed Sarah's headgear.
"Ok Baldie, just for you but if you ever wear a hat to school again I'll make you regret it. Now run along Miss Price. We wouldn't want you being late would we?"
That morning was a nightmare for Sarah, her entrance to the Staff Room caused enough of a stir that conversations broke off as everyone, it seemed, was hypnotised by the teachers bald head. She dodged most of the questions and hurried to her class where the general sense of disbelief was joined by more than a little mockery from her older pupils as she tried to concentrate of English Literature. All day long Sarah burned with total humiliation, which also meant she was extremely aroused by the end of the day. But if she had any plans of doing anything about that they were swiftly forgotten when she discovered Becky again at the school gates when it came time for her to head home.
Turns out Becky had plans for the two of them that night, a bit of shopping.........
*
The Store was called "DIRTY DICK'S". It was a seedy adult video / toy store and it more than lived up to its name. Becky and Sarah had got on the bus after school and a few hundred metre walk in this less salubrious area of the city had taken them here. Sarah had that awful / wonderful sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach again. Becky led them on, literally pulling her older ex-teacher into the shop doorway.
Inside it was pretty quiet, there were a couple of guys looking at DVD's and one that seemed to be scanning the magazine racks with intense interest. Behind the counter a large black man was reading a newspaper but looked up as they entered, he didn't get many pretty girls coming in here, that was for sure, even if the older one was bald.
Sarah finally found her voice, she shook Becky's hand off her elbow and hissed at her under her breath.
"What are we here for Becky?"
Becky just smiled at her.
"I told you I've got a bit of shopping I want done. Maybe get a new strap on, some lube, maybe even a few magazines, lets browse."
Sarah was as uncomfortable as hell in that place, the men were openly staring at them and wherever she diverted her gaze to was covered with lewd pictures of nude men and women. Becky, meantime, seemed perfectly at home here, she casually picked up various items off the shelves and looked at them before putting them back. She told Sarah to follow her and before they knew it they were at the dildo section and Becky was picking up and appraising various plastic cocks.
"What do you think of this one Miss Price? Think you could handle it?"
Becky was holding up a really thick, ten-inch black, veined vibrator for Sarah to get a close inspection. Sarah shied away from the thing stuck in her face but even as she did she couldn't help wonder if she could take such a monster and get a little bit wet at the thought. Becky put it down and moved on towards the section with strap-on dildos and started making a big production of putting them up against her crotch and aiming them at Sarah, much to the interest of a new customer that had just come in to the store. She finally tossed the one in her hand to Sarah.
"Here bitch, see if you can get your lips around it, if it fits then we'll take it."
Sarah held it and looked blankly at her ex-pupil. That was pretty dumb as Becky took it back from her and pretty much forced it into Sarah's shocked mouth.
"Are you fucking stupid cunt? I said try it out, see if you can suck the fucking thing?"
Becky was so vehement that Sarah just slid it into her mouth and sucked it, it fitted --just. But she was so humiliated having sucked a plastic dildo in a sex shop while various men watched her and she just wanted to get out of there. Becky had more shopping to do yet, though. She wandered the aisles until she got to lubricants and picked up a couple of tubes before coming back to Sarah who was still holding onto the chosen strap-on.
"Here give me that. What I want you to do is head over to the magazines and get a couple. Make sure they are real nasty ones, I want ones featuring white girls and black guys, at least two, three if you like the look of others."
Sarah had learned her lesson on dithering and made off towards the magazine racks with her young Mistresses commands still in the air. She was more than a little distressed to find two guys standing at the magazine racks perusing them when she arrived. She ended up standing between them, the guy on her right was an older man, wearing a tatty brown raincoat and was almost a stereotype of a dirty old man. He leered at her and the porno magazine he was looking at in his hand. Sarah shuddered and turned away. To he left was a tall black guy looking at some of the types of title Becky had told her to get. He seemed to be lifting each one up, scanning the cover then moving on to the next one. Sarah hoped he'd hurry up. Then Becky appeared at the end of the magazine aisle.
"Sarah, what's taking you? I want to get home at try this strap on out!"
It was not spoken quietly by the mischievous teen. Sarah looked at the black guy and he gave her the biggest shit-eating smile she had ever seen.
"Er, excuse me."
She reached up but depressingly her hand came up a little short of the row she wanted.
"Here, honey, let me help you, which one you wanting?"
Sarah gulped, this was so embarrassing but at the same time such a turn on.
"Er, that one, please."
He smiled again and lifted the one up she had pointed to.
"What, "Blacks on Blondes"?" the cover showed a naked blonde girl on her knees surrounded by six black cocks.
"Um, yes please. And, er, could you pass that one next to it too please?"
"What? 'Chocolate Loving Sluts?' Girl you must dig the interracial porn! Maybe you and I could hook up some time? Know what I mean?"
Sarah took the magazines and nodded and headed away after Becky as quickly as she could. The two of them arrived at the counter where the big, fat black shop assistant was waiting. He scanned the items as Sarah gave them to him and as he went to tell them the bill Becky landed her next shocking move.
"Say Kris (name off his badge) any discount for head?"
Without even looking up her said "ten percent". Sarah looked on bewildered and again Becky had to fill her in.
"You heard the man Miss Price, you get round there behind the counter and suck him off and we get a discount. Well? What are you waiting for? Get going?"
Sarah was behind the counter and on her knees before she knew what was happening. She had never sucked black cock before, but she was surely going to now. He had a very fat and slimy cock when he released it from his zipper and Sarah very obediently took it in her mouth and started sucking it. Becky was very quickly converting her to little more than a cock hound, and it was not proving to be that difficult, Sarah had had it inside her all her days. While she orally serviced the shop assistant Becky stood looking at some of the other toys and looking at the magazines Sarah had chosen.
It was a humiliating, tawdry blow job. Given to a guy Sarah had never exchanged a word to on the say so of a violent, domineering ex-pupil yet why was Sarah soaking in her panties? Why did this turn her on so much? He came quickly, filling her mouth with his sour, thick seed, squeezing the dregs onto her lips before she wiped her face and got to her feet again. She unsteadily made her way back to the other side of the counter and stood beside Becky. Kris told her the damage.
"That's fifty pounds with the discount."
