Summers Blackmail Ch 18

Summer Wayne is a 40 year old married high school Senior English teacher that is being blackmailed by one of her students. She is required to call him Master T and she is completely under his control only one week after his discovery of her on-line profile. In just one week, Master T has had each of Summer's nipples pierced, each of her pussy lips is adorned with ring piercings and her left ear has been pierced with a large loop earring that includes three red beads that signifies to Master T that she is his. Summer is home and has found her instructions for the night as well as her pre-selected wardrobe laid out on her bed. She does not know it, but Summer's evening will be filled with servitude, spankings, restraints, forced sex, gang bang, exhibitionism and more degradation, but she doesn't yet know any of this.........thanks to my friends for recommendations/suggestions for story lines especially Mike, Jack, John, Rebecca and Elly.

Summer saw the denim dress lying on her bed. Next to the dress Summer saw the bright orange lace bra and the tiniest string thong she had ever seen. Summer saw the bright orange garter belt and black silk hose resting against her pillows. On the floor, her young master had placed her white slut six inch heels for her to wear with her new clothes.

Summer stripped off her clothes and ran into the bathroom. She relieved herself and quickly jumped into her glass enclosed shower with the large slate tile décor. Her shower also includes a slate tile seat big enough for two people as her husband liked to shower with her every so often. But, James was not there as Summer sat on the tile seat to let the hot water run over her body. Summer did not have too much time, but she wanted to wash away all of the remnants of cum left on her by her young master and the janitor earlier today at school.

Summer grabbed her Caress soap bar and began to rub it over her body. She stood up and placed her right foot on the seat, which turned her back to the shower head. The heat from the water relaxed her back as she rubbed soap on her body. Summer's hand brushed across her pussy and she was reminded how turned on she has been all day because of the stimulations from her young master, the degradation at the hands of the school janitor, the pressure applied by Melanie Hart as she held the remote controller to the black egg and the orgasms that Sandy forced her to endure while at the tanning salon.

Summer allowed her hand to linger on her erect clit. "Funny how it is always erect now," Summer thought to herself. Summer quickly ran a razor over her pussy mound, lips and her asshole making sure with a quick feel to ensure that there was no remaining stubble.

Summer grabbed one if her thick Egyptian cotton towels and wrapped herself in it. She walked to her vanity and sat on her stool to reapply her make-up. She hasn't even read the note from her young master yet, but she knows instinctively that she is to apply her make-up as a slut would for her master. Summer applied extra eye shadow and deep rouge after she had applied her very expensive foundation. She makes sure that any lines in her face are massaged away by the base. The deep rouge highlights her cheek bones and tightens up her skin. Next, Summer applied moisturizer to her legs, arms and ass. It helps to continue to soothe her ass cheeks after her recent spankings.

Once satisfied that her make-up is applied properly (or more correctly as expected) Summer gives her hair a good brushing and styles it with her favorite mouse. She then tops it off with her lighter hold hairspray. Now she feels ready to put on her clothes for the evening.

Summer picked up the envelope and opened it to find the inevitable note from her young master:

Slut, tonight you will be flashing your breast to anyone who buys a ticket from you. During the sales period, you will be given a $100 bill by four young men that you will not know, but who are VERY important to me, which means they will be important to you. You are not to give them any change back and you are to keep the money as payment for your services later tonight. At each instance upon being presented with a $100 bill, you are to drop the bill, bend over with your back to the window and make sure that you give that person a long look at that sexy ass of yours. When you stand back-up, you are to give them a good look at your cleavage and make sure that the lace of your bra is visible all night to anyone that looks. At the end of halftime after your cash box has been collected, you are to go to the boy's locker room and wait for me there. Do not be late as there will be severe punishments to be applied should you not be there immediately after the end of your sales period. Make sure to bring your school bag that should contain your pink butt plug, black vibrating egg & controller, slut collar, slut leash, wrist restraints and blindfold.

Master T

Summer could not believe that she was being paid $100 each by four "young" men for services later tonight. "What does that mean," Summer wondered to herself.

She looked at her watch and noticed the time was 5:45 PM. Summer knew she was on a tight timeline and she had better get going.

Summer picked up the orange garter belt and wrapped it around her waist. Then she took the pair of hose and carried them to the foot of her bed where she placed her foot on the cushioned bed seat that matched her bedroom furniture. Summer leaned down, slipped her foot through the rolled up hose and slowly pulled it up her legs until the wide band of the silk hose came up to her mid-thigh. Summer quickly fastened the two garters, one in front and the other down the back of her upper thigh. Summer repeated the same process on her other leg.

Summer then grabbed the orange string thong and quickly slipped it up her legs. She pulled the side straps of the thong onto her hips and tried to fit the thin material of the crotch of the thong so that it covered her pussy lips. She believed that this would be a losing proposition because as soon as she took her hands away, the crotch material slipped between her pussy lips. "Great, my pussy lips will be wrapped around this thong all night and my piercings will be displayed for all to see should they look closely," Summer mumbled to herself.

Next Summer picked up the orange lace bra and slipped her arms through the straps. She noted that it was a front clasp bra. As she tried to fasten the bra, she realized that the bra size was correct, but the cup size was a B instead of her normal C cup size. Once she successfully got the clasp fastened, Summer was almost appalled by the amount of her breasts that were left uncovered by the bra. "Oh my God, my breasts will be on full display in this thing," Summer said out loud.

Summer picked up the blue denim dress and immediately noticed the zipper that ran the full length of the front of the dress. She also noticed that the front dress opened up quite prominently because the top clasp of the zipper started just above her breasts which made the dress have a dramatic "V" opening from her neck down to her cleavage, which was even more enhanced by the smaller cup size of her orange lace bra.

Summer unzipped the top of the dress and stepped into it. She had a little trouble getting it to fit as it was quite snug on her hips and ass. She slowly pulled the zipper upwards until it reached the upper locking mechanism in the middle of her cleavage. Her breasts were almost on full display and the outer edges of the lace of her orange bra were easily visible. "So, I will not have any problems showing off my cleavage or bra with this dress," Summer mumbled to herself again.

Summer slipped her feet into the six inch white slut heels. She felt so slutty dressed as she was. Summer wondered to herself what people will think of her, but she did not have time to dwell on it as she was running close to the time to leave so that she could be at the visitor ticket booth by 6:30 PM. Summer walked into the bathroom to give herself a once over to make sure that her make-up was satisfactory, which is when she was struck by the woman looking back at her from the full length mirror on the bathroom wall. Summer could not believe her transformation from a mother and teacher to the slut looking back at her in the mirror.

Summer could see the outline of her new orange garter belt pressed against the tight material of the blue denim dress. The zipper, though closed at the top, did nothing to hide her cleavage. More matter-of-factly, it only enhanced her breasts. The lace of the orange bra was clearly visible as the material of the dress plunged to meet the top of the zipper. The hem of the dress came just below the wide lace top of her stockings. Standing there in her white slut heels created a sense of alarm for Summer because anyone could mistake her for the slut her young master was making her into. Summer still did not know how to get out of the situation, but she dare not risk causing Master T to become angry with her. He might release all of the photos he had taken of her, thus killing her career, marriage and life as she knew it. Worst yet, her young master had reached out to her two sons and had implied that he would ruin her relationship with her children with the smallest of misstep on her part. Summer also did not want to experience another paddling session like the one administered by Todd and Bill Fraser this week.

Satisfied that she should please Master T, Summer gathered her purse and remembered that her school bag, containing all of her required items, was in the trunk of her car. She carefully walked down the stairs and through the kitchen without once again noticing the message light on her recorder indicating numerous messages.

Summer slipped into the front seat of her convertible BMW, cranked it up, raised the top to prevent her hair from getting too windblown on the drive to school and reversed down her driveway. Summer was grateful that she did not meet the eyes Mr. Johnson her lecherous neighbor because she could not stand the thought of him leaning in her window again to gawk at her breasts and legs.

Summer put her car in drive and headed straight for school. At the first traffic light, a pick-up truck pulled up beside her on the passenger side of her car. The windows of the truck were closed and tinted so Summer could not see that Terry and his friends were gazing directly down into her car. The boys could easily see the slit at the hem line of Ms. Wayne's dress and how it gaped open revealing the tops of her hose. The hem of the dress had ridden up unbeknownst to Summer and the boys were straining to get a peek between her legs. They could make out the orange straps of her garter belt and they could clearly see the lace of her orange bra which was not fully covered by the deep "V" of her dress.

The light changed and Summer hit the accelerator to rapidly pull away from the light as well as the pick-up. Terry fell in line behind the teacher's car and followed her to the school. The boys were all surprised that this sexy teacher, dressed as she was, actually pulled into the reserved parking entrance. "Oh man she is going to the game," Terry said to his passengers.

As Summer pulled up to the entrance to the reserved parking, she saw the familiar face of the policeman who had given her a search only a couple of days ago. As she pulled up to the gate, Summer dug her teacher ID out of her purse and waived it at the officer. Her gesture was met with a very authoritative stop signal by the officer. Summer saw the officer give her the circular motion meaning that she should roll down her window.

Summer pressed the automatic button for her driver's side window and lowered it about half way. Summer recognized Sgt. Bill Owens immediately and remembered her treatment by him and his partner this past Monday on her way to her tanning salon session. The officer did not immediately recognize Summer, but when he looked closely at her badge he quickly remembered. "Oh, hello Ms. Wayne, how have you been," Sgt. Owens asked.

Summer looked up to see that he had placed his left hand against the top of her car and he was gazing through her window. She felt his eyes looking first at her breasts and then watched as they moved down her body to her legs. Summer casually looked down and was shocked when she saw that the hem of her denim dress was up over the tops of her hose and the straps holding the clasps of her orange garter belt where clearly visible.

"Now where are you going Ms. Wayne dressed the way you are? I am not sure that you are dressed appropriately to be around young men much less older men like me," Sgt. Owens said through his smirk.

"Sgt. Owens, good to see you again. But, I am a little late and I have to get in the lot because I am supposed to be at the ticket booth in 10 minutes," Summer said.

"Well, be careful that you don't get accosted by all of these hormonal driven boys tonight Ms. Wayne. But if you do, you know where to find me," said the leering police officer.

He had to wave Summer through because he was creating a back-up on the street and he was not helping to control traffic, which was his job through the first quarter of the game. "I cannot wait until tonight when I will have a little fun with her in Todd's newest contraption," he thought to himself as he ran his hand over the folded $100 bill in his front pants pocket and remembered how the last time went with that slut Melanie Hart.

Summer pulled away from the smiling Sgt. Owens and quickly found a parking space. "Damn, this is too far for me to walk in these shoes," Summer said to herself.

As Summer exited the car, she was unable to be ladylike at all because of the tightness of the dress, the low seat of her convertible and the tall white heels; she flashed a good view of her legs as well as her panties to a group of visiting parents as they walked towards the stadium. Summer leaned back into her car to retrieve her purse giving the same group of parents quite a show of her ass and back of her legs displayed below the hem of her dress.

Summer walked as best she could to the back of her car, opened the trunk and bent over to retrieve her school bag. Terry and his friends from the pick-up truck had rushed to the reserved parking lot and had just walked around a large SUV to see their now favorite teacher leaning into the trunk of her car. The boys let out an audible whistle as they were able to not only see the tops of the teacher's hose, but they could see the straps of the garter belt that held the hose in place.

Summer continued to lean into the trunk as she did a quick inventory of the bag and was relieved to find all of her required items. Summer's inventory gave the boys a longer peek at her legs. The hem of her dress inched steadily upward and the boys could now see the bottom of her ass so that they could just make out a thin strip of orange sliding between her ass cheeks. Summer slammed the trunk lid shut, closed the car door and then locked her car. She turned to her left and headed for the visitor side of the stadium with boys rubbing their semi-hard cocks through their jeans.

Summer was not paying attention to the looks she was receiving as she was concentrating on not falling over because of the heels. She wondered how a stripper could dance in heels this tall.

Terry and his three friends were watching as Summer crossed the parking lot. When she was far enough ahead, they began to follow her as she crossed the lot and made her way to the ticket booth.

"Hi Shirley, I have come to relieve you," Summer said as she walked up to the window.

"Summer, I did not know you were relieving me tonight. I had been told that I would run this booth until I was relieved, but I did not know it was you. I would have planned to stay here with you," Shirley said with a smile.

Shirley was remembering her time with Summer the beginning of the week when she had been able to massage the English teacher's breasts as well as being able to play with those new piercings. Shirley unlocked the door to the booth and when Summer walked through the door, Shirley could feel a rush come over her body in a way she had not experienced in a very long time. After her husband had passed, she had basically been a recluse after school. Now seeing this sexy teacher, she understood why the principal followed her every time she came into the office.

Summer looked at her watch and saw that it was almost 6:30 PM. She did not know when, but she suspected that one of her future tormentors would be by the booth to get his quick view of his prey. Summer just hoped that it would not be someone she knew and was very hopeful that it was not a current student.

"I will just stay and help you Summer," Shirley said with a little twinkle in her eyes.

"Oh no, I would not think of it Shirley. My husband is out of town so I don't have anything else to do. I do not mind filling in for you," Summer quickly said.

Summer reached down under the counter, fished out Shirley's purse and handed it to her. Summer placed her school bag and her purse where Shirley's had been. Though the booth was small, Shirley was far enough away to get a great view of the English teacher's ass and she could just make out the lines formed from the garter belt.

"Wow Summer where are you going dressed like that tonight? You look like you are a 25-year old on the make for men," Shirley said with a little jab in Summer's rib.

"I am meeting some girlfriends at a bar. I am going to watch them dance and generally make fools of themselves. I just felt like dressing up to match those wild women," Summer replied trying to force the administrative assistant to the principal out the door. Summer held it open, pressed her hand in the back of Shirley's shoulder and ushered her out the door. Summer quickly locked the door and turned to help her first visitor.

"Mr. Harding will be by to pick-up the cash box right after the end of the second quarter," Shirley said as she hurried away to look for a short line at a concession stand.

There was a steady stream of people buying tickets to the game. Summer was amazed at the amount of money she was accumulating in the cash drawer. She became a little concerned when she did a quick check of the twenty dollar bills and how much it was. She was apprehensive about being robbed.

When she looked up, she came face-to-face with a tall young man with blonde hair and blue eyes who was holding a $100 dollar bill through the window. He looked directly at Summer's cleavage and thrust the bill into the window and said, "I need my ticket to the night's event."

Summer realized that this was one of the people that Master T had written about in her note left on her bed. As Master T had promised, Summer did not recognize the young man. Summer went to put the bill in the cash drawer. However, in remembering her written instructions, Summer let out a "whoops" and said, "I have dropped it."

Summer turned her back to the window and bent over at the waist. Her white six inch heels made her legs look very long. The hem of her dress rode up above the tops of her hose and the young man could clearly see the fasteners to the hose on each of the teacher's legs. Summer paused a little, raised her hands to her breasts, pulled the top of the dress outward and with her palms press her breasts together raised upright.

When she turned around, Summer felt like she had accomplished what she had been directed to do. The young man's eyes were glued to her breasts and cleavage. She demurely glanced down and saw that he had quite a good view of her cleavage as well as the out lace edges of her bra.

Summer handed the young man his ticket and her gaze was met with him saying, "Keep the change sexy." Summer watched as the young man walked away. She was brought back to reality by an "ahem" from a man and his wife. Summer saw the man and woman look from her eyes down to her breasts and then back up to her eyes. Summer asked, "How many tickets and the man said four."