Twisted Tales: Teacher Blacmail

This is the second installment, you might want to read chapter 1 before reading this story...

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Brenda sighed in relief as she took the car keys out of her purse to drive her and her husband, John, home. She had been nervous for the entire staff end of the year party.

Lisa had ordered her to come to the party in a skirt and no panties. The 24 year-old brunette complied, afraid of what Lisa might do. Was it only two days ago she had been gangbanged by anonymous high school student cocks? Her pussy twitched at the memory, still a little sore and yes, a little wet, as she had replayed the encounter in her mind countless times.

As soon as they had arrived, Lisa had checked to make sure Brenda had complied. The tall, blonde taking her aside into the bathroom. Brenda had felt the older woman's finger slide in easily.

"Look at me Brenda." Lisa ordered. The finger dipped in again. Brenda blushed in embarrassment and pleasure. She was wet and the finger slid in and out easily. "I'm pleased you've followed my instructions."

She removed her finger and shoved it into Brenda's mouth. Surprised the younger woman instinctively sucked it clean. Of course, she had tasted herself before, but her cheeks felt hot with shame as Lisa smiled.

"Glad you like the taste." The woman pressed her 6'3 frame against Brenda and then was gone.

The teacher hesitated before leaving the bathroom, but luckily Lisa paid her no more attention for the rest of the evening. Brenda's eyes would flick over to the blonde, her height and smile making her easy to spot in any crowd. In fact, she was so preoccupied that she didn't really realize how drunk her husband had gotten until it was time to head home.

Usually she was annoyed when her husband got this drunk, but tonight the young wife was glad she had escaped the night so easily. If Lisa's domination of her is going to be relatively simple dares then perhaps this summer wouldn't be so bad...

They pulled into their garage and John stumbled out of the car.

"I need to head to bed." John slurred. "You take care of the babysitter."

Brenda shook her head and grinned. Elated at escaping and while John would be useless tonight, her pussy was really too sore for anything, but maybe her own fingers...

"How was Owen?" Brenda asked the babysitter, Clare. She had been one of Brenda's favorite students. The 18 year-old blonde was quiet and sweet. At 5'7, she was still a bit awkward, but Brenda could see the hints of the stunning woman that Clare would become.

"No problem at all! He was asleep a half hour after you left." Clare smiled and laughed. "You guys seemed to have a good time!"

Brenda smiled back. "Let's see, how much do I owe you..."

She began rummaging through her purse, when finger was shoved in her mouth!

Startled, the brunette looked up to see the young babysitter blushing furiously, meeting her teacher's gaze and then looking away. Brenda's tongue instinctively moved along the finger, tasting a familiar salty tang yet different... pussy!

She shoved the teen back. "What the hell!" Pussy? Clare must have been playing with herself right before they got home. Unbidden, the image of the young teen pleasuring herself came to mind. "What do you think you are doing?!"

Clare's face grew even redder. "I... um.. I thought..."

"I am not sure what you thought, but you are getting out of here. Now!"

Clare grabbed turned towards the front door when her phone buzzed. The teen hesitated and looked down at her phone.

Brenda grabbed the teen by the elbow. "I'm not kidding around!"

Clare looked up from her phone. "I think... I think..." She took a deep breath. "You need to get undressed. Now."

"What?" Brenda walked the teen to the door. "I don't think so-" Her own phone pinged. She looked down at the screen. Message from Lisa.

Her stomach dropped and she clicked on the notification.

You better do what she says. Otherwise... Her phone pinged again. One of her naked pictures filled the screen.

"Please, Clare... You don't have to do this..." She should have guessed Lisa was behind her babysitter's behavior

"Ms S told me all about you." Clare shook herself free of the mortified teacher's grip and walked back to the kitchen. "Now get undressed."

"I don't understand."

"It's not complicated Mrs E... er, Brenda." Clare seemed to discover her confidence. "You. Naked. Now."

"You don't have to do this-"

The teen moved quickly. Her hands flipped up Brenda's mini skirt revealing here lack of underwear.

"Wow! Ms S said you usually went commando, but I didn't think it was true!"

"No, it's not like that, she told me -"

Slap!

The spank on her ass wasn't hard, but it shocked Brenda to the core. Clare smiled, misinterpreting her teacher's silence for assent. "Grab the counter, you need to be punished for not obeying."

"No, I -"

"Or maybe I should use a wooden spoon?"

Frightened, the 24 year-old turned and grabbed the counter. She flinched as she felt the young blonde's hand on her ass, caressing it. She remembered the anonymous hands rubbing her ass before the high school cocks had fucked her again and again. Her body radiated with heat, and she instinctively shoved out her butt. Three cocks unloaded inside of her. The sensation of them sliding in and out...

Spank!

"Very good Brenda, no... no, not Brenda you are just a dirty little bored slut."

Spank!

"I kind of like that... not my teacher anymore, just a dirty little slut."

Spank! Clare hand moved over the cheek, the tickling sensation mixing with the pain.

"No, no, please, don't do this," Brenda felt like crying.

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

"Are you a dirty little slut? Or is Ms S going to share what she has..." Brenda looked back and saw a small smile on Clare's face. Brenda wanted to rebel, to tell the teen to get out of the house, but she knew she had to protect John.

"Yes," she said meekly, "I'm a dirty little slut."

Something - a finger! - slid inside of her. She was so wet, she felt it trickle down her inner thigh.

"You like to think about me playing with your pussy..."

Brenda clutched at the counter, trying not to move as the finger slid in and out. Her breath shortened and pleasure built. Each thrust hit a spot bringing more and more pleasure. She hissed, "Yesssssss..."

"Yes what? Answer the whole question."

"Yes I like to think about you play... playing with my pussy." As Brenda said these words, she began to feel she was just on the cusp of a climax... when the finger left her.

"You still haven't done what I ordered. Strip and show me that body."

"But John..."

"That husband of yours isn't going anywhere... you dirty little slut."

Brenda glanced back and saw Clare with her phone out!

"No! No pictures!"

Clare laughed. The awkward teen was gone, replaced a confident young woman. "Relax... here see, no face shots. I just have to show Ms S you are following instructions."

Brenda could see it was just her body, her ass red from the spanking and finger inside of her that was clearly not her own.

Brenda knew she was beat. She quickly peeled off her top and then shimmied out of her miniskirt. Her cheeks hot from embarrassment as she stood completely naked in front of her former student. She was proud of her body as a former cross country runner, she had always stayed fit, curvier than the typical runner. Coaching at the school had kept her active. While she loved her legs, she always felt her breasts were too small. Her nipples stuck out and drooped, some what, since her son had been weaned off.

She looked up, shocked at the teen's hungry expression. Their eyes locked and Clare smiled.

"I've been imagining your body for so long..." Her hand slid up the 24 year-old's hip and cupped a breast. "Definitely better than I imagined." The teacher blushed though she didn't know whether it was from the humiliation or pleasure at the teen's words. The hand moved down, fingers gently tracing her skin, past her navel... "Mmmm... even better that you are shaved." A finger dipped in. "That is so hot, Mrs. E- my slut."

Brenda closed her eyes, reveling in the finger playing inside of her. She tried to suppress a groan, but then the finger left. She felt a pressure against her lips. They parted and the finger slid in. She tasted herself and this time willingly suckled Clare's finger.

"Open your eyes."

Brenda's eyes fluttered open and saw that the teen's face was inches from her own. Lust and excitement warred with the teen's blue eyes.

"I want you to start playing with your pussy." Clare whispered. Her breath hot against Brenda's skin.

Brenda was mortified. She averted her gaze as her fingers moved between her legs.

"No, keep looking at me."

Brenda looked back at the teen, she continued to suck the finger as her fingernails traced her own labia. Her opening twitched when her fingernail touched the clit. Karen felt her knees wobble as pleasure sent shivers up and down her spine. A small moan escaped her lips.

"Oh, you like that, do you? You are such a horny slut. That's it, get yourself all hot and bothered."

The 24 year-old couldn't believe she was doing this, but she had to admit debasing herself in front of this teen excited her - maybe even more than the cocks the other day. She sucked harder on the finger as her finger moved faster across her clit. She ran it along her slit to lubricate it, and then continued to roll and pinch her clit. She closed her eyes as she found herself getting more turned on and her breathing got heavier. She felt Clare's other hand tracing around her breasts; the baby sitter's fingernails lightly flicking back and forth across her hard nipples.

Once again the pleasure began to build. The teacher sucked harder on her former student's finger. She could feel herself getting close to the orgasm, and she began rubbing her clit rapidly. She was getting very, very close. Her thighs tensed, and she could feel her butt cheeks clench and unclench rapidly as she was about to cum.

"Stop!" Clare ordered. The teen cruelly twisted Brenda's nipple so hard that she saw stars. The teacher moaned in pain and frustration as the orgasm receded and her hand froze.

"Please Clare..."

"Ah, you horny slut, you sound perfect but first, I think you need to please me." Clare removed her finger from Brenda's mouth and took a step back. "Take off my shorts."

Brenda was frustrated. She had been so close and now her pussy throbbed from arousal. She reached over to grab the babysitter's shorts and pulled them down. She then pulled down the blonde's thong and the teen sat down on a kitchen chair. Her legs splayed out, Brenda could see Clare's hair, neatly trimmed above glistening lips.

Guessing what was coming next, Brenda got down on her knees.

"That's a good slut." Clare giggled at her. "Are you going to lick my pussy and make me cum?"

"Yes," Brenda answered breathlessly, looking at the young woman's beautiful vagina.

"Yes, what?"

"Yes, I'm going to lick you until you cum."

Brenda had never had a lesbian experience before. Sure she had messed around a little in college. And one drunken night, a lesbian friend had offered to go down on her. The brunette had been too nervous to take her up on the offer, but remembered her friend talking about how only a woman knew about pleasuring another woman. She had gone into such detail the first time she had gone down on a woman, it had made the brunette blush.

She got her head down between the babysitter's legs and examined Clare's delicate lips. Brenda was struck by Clare's small and girlish vagina, and she dipped her tongue in. The taste reminded her of her own. The teen gasped in pleasure, spurring the teacher to continue giving oral pleasure.

Brenda thought back to her friend's instructions and licked, sucked, and nibbled her way around the girl's pussy. She used her tongue to fuck her for a bit. What did she like when it was done to her? She loved to be teased. She worked her tongue down between the girl's pussy and asshole. She licked her way back up to Clare's clit and sucked it into her mouth, making the young woman buck her lips.

Brenda moved away to kiss and nibble the inner thighs. Clare's hand gripped Brenda by the hair and pulled her right back. The teacher dove in, licking and attacking the clit as fast as her tongue could move. Soon Clare was gyrating her hips and moaning softly, and Brenda dropped one hand to play with her own pussy.

She couldn't believe how wet she was, her juice was literally running down her thighs, and her clit was more sensitive than she could ever remember. She felt her own orgasm building as Clare pulled her even tighter.

"YES!" Clare tilted her hips and arched her back as she climaxed!

Brenda gave it one more lick before resting her head against the thighs as she really went to work on her clit, attempting to bring herself off now that she had serviced her babysitter. She felt a gentle hand stroke her hair.

"That's it slut. Cum for me."

Brenda whimpered and began to gasp.

"Look at me."

Brenda lifted her head and saw the teen had her phone in hand. She was filming!

Shock shook her as her body convulsed in an earth shattering orgasm! "Oooooohhh!"

Clare waited until Brenda came down from her climax before putting the phone down. She stroked her teacher's hair with the other hand. "That was so hot Mrs. E! That's the first time anyone's gone down on me. You were amazing." The excited teen was glowing with pleasure, all awkwardness evaporated.

"You are welcome, Clare." The young woman tried to compose herself. Maybe she could end this now. "Now give me your phone."

Clare shook her head "Let me make this clear, this isn't going to end tonight. I have a lot of experience to gather before I leave for college. Ms S promised that I could have you whenever I wanted and I intend to make use of that promise."

"Listen here Clare - "

The teen stood and grabbed Brenda by the hair and painfully pulled her up to her feet. "No you listen slut." She spun to teacher around. Spank! "Grab the counter, you need to be punished."

Brenda met her gaze for a second before staring down at the floor and grabbing the counter.

"Count them off." Clare ordered.

Spank! "One."

Spank! "Two."

Spank! "Three."

SPANK! "Oh! Four."

SPANK! "Five."

SPANK! "Six."

SPANK! "Seven."

SPANK! "Eight."

SPANK! "Nine."

SPANK! "Ten."

"Slut, say thank you."

Brenda blinked back hot tears. "T-t-thank you."

The cool hand caressed her ass that was hot with pain. She was glad the teen didn't touch her pussy. She could feel that she was once again sopping wet.

Clare gripped her by the hair and yanked. The teacher could feel her body pressed against the blonde's body. Hot breath prickled her ear. "You are fucking hot, Mrs E. But you are no longer in charge."

The grip didn't ease until Brenda nodded her assent.

"Ms S says that you are to wear a skirt and no underwear when summer school starts next week."

Clare moved in front of the teacher and kissed Brenda on the mouth, forcing her tongue into the teacher's mouth. They continued kissing as Clare played with Brenda's breasts for at least a minute, and then the teen broke it off.

"So you said before that you would need a babysitter next week, Wednesday, right?."

Brenda's negation died on her lips as she met Clare's blue eyes and nodded.

The 18 year-old patted Brenda on the cheek, said goodnight, and walked out the door, leaving Brenda naked and alone in her kitchen, wondering what was going to become of her life.

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This second installment of Twisted Tales is inspired by the first chapter of Tormented by the Babysitter written by koala011860091! If you have a favorite story and would like to see how I twist it and make it my own, feel free to email me or put it in the comments.

Hopefully, I get to read some new, interesting stories and that it takes this story in some intriguing directions.

As always, comments are welcome. Trolls are not.