Summer Wayne is a 40 year old married, high school Senior English teacher that has been blackmailed by one of her students for three weeks. She is required to call him Master T and she is completely under his control. Master T has had each of Summer's nipples pierced, each of her pussy lips is adorned with ring piercings, she has had her hair cut into a much younger cut that barely reaches her neck, it is jagged in style and her hair has received extensive highlighting to further change her appearance. Her fingernails have been lengthened by acrylic nails of almost ¾ inches in length and painted a bright red to match her toenails. She has had her clit pierced and her body is adorned with five tattoos further humiliating and further degrading/dominating the teacher by her high school master.
Summer arrived at Foxes Cinema still dressed in the black button up skirt, black short sleeved crew neck light weight sweater, red thong and her black four inch heels that she had been made to wear all day at school on this Friday. She had parked to the side of the main entrance so that she could quickly refresh her make-up. She found herself automatically applying the right coats and shades as she had been trained by her young master to give her face the slut appearance.
Satisfied that she would meet his approval, the teacher exited her car carrying only her car keys and purse. Summer could hear the click click of her heels on the asphalt pavement and the bright lights of the entrance made the teacher uneasy as she was on full display. As she entered the cinema, her eyes were not adjusted properly for how bright it was in the lobby. There was a counter just as she entered the door with a young man sitting behind it. His expression told her that he was pleased and excited by her entrance.
"You are here to meet Mr. Scott, right," the young boy asked.
"Yes I am. Can you tell me where I am to meet him please," Summer replied.
"First, you have to pay the entrance fee of $20," replied the young man.
Summer rummaged through her purse to find her pocketbook and retrieved a twenty dollar bill. As Summer handed over the money, the young man grabbed the teacher's hand and applied a bold "Fox" stamp on the back of her hand in bright red ink. "The stamp allows you to come and go three times in a twenty-four hour period," said the young man. "I was told to have you leave any personal belongings here behind the counter for me to hold for you."
"Could you please tell me where to meet Mr. Scott," Summer requested.
"Yes I can, but you are instructed to go to ladies restroom for further instructions," replied the boy. "It is just around the corner there."
Summer saw the young man point to his left. Summer handed her purse to the young man and then made her way around the corner where she found the faintly lit ladies room door. Timidly, Summer pushed the door open and was met with a Clorox smell that did make her feel better that the room might be clean.
Though she was in a new place and nervous, her body was reacting to the instructions as well as the unknown, which was turning her own, Again! She could not imagine exactly what she was in store for her, but Summer had a tight window of time and knew she had to get her newest degradation over as fast as possible.
Summer found a note taped to the only mirror in the bathroom. It read, "Slut, go into the stall, take off whatever clothes you have on and put on the clothes that are in the paper bag on the back of the commode. Keep your heels on, but wear only the clothes in the bag." It was signed, The Locksmith
Summer walked over to the only stall in the bathroom, closed and locked the door. Summer quickly stripped off her sweater, unbuttoned her skirt to step out of it and then removed her thong. She opened the bag and only found two pieces of white material. The top was a flimsy halter top that only tied around her neck. Once Summer had it on, she knew that there was no way it would cover her breasts. The bottom was a skirt if you could call it that. Summer sat down on the commode, worked both of her feet into the skirt and then placed her feet back into her heels. As she stood up, Summer drew the white skirt up, but it only fit mid hip. The hem of the so called skirt barely fell below the teacher's ass cheeks.
Summer checked her watch and knew she had to move quickly. Steeling herself for the humiliation to come, Summer hung her clothes on the post on the door, fluffed her hair and headed out of the stall. She then saw the note on the back of the bathroom door. She opened it and found her instructions:
"Slut, go into the cinema at the left side doors, which are opposite from where you are now. Go inside the doors, move immediately to your right and place your back against the wall. Stay there until I come for you," signed the Locksmith.
Summer tore the note up, threw it in the trash can and then headed out of the restroom. The trip to the other side of the cinema required that the teacher walk across the entire lobby. As she reached the front counter, two men came into the cinema and stopped immediately in their tracks. The young man at the counter saw their faces and turned to see what they were looking at.
They all could see the breasts of the teacher bouncing with every step she took. They could make out the piercings in each nipple and could see the blue butterfly tattoos on each. They could see the silver "S" piercing of her navel and they could see the stem of the rose rising above the waist band of the skirt. As she passed them, the men then could see the Screaming Eagle tattoo on her back as well as the upper crack of her ass. A cold shiver ran through the teacher's entire body as well as moisture leaking from her naked, shaved and pierced pussy. Summer felt her nipples harden even more under the gaze of the three men and because of the situation.
"Who the fuck is that women," one of the men asked.
"She is here meeting a man and she is following his instructions," the young man replied.
