The lesson that my wife and I had tried to teach Crissy apparently had not sunk in. As soon as she walked in the door, her mom looked at her, then at me, and I knew what she was thinking. This disobedient little slut needed to learn what happens to girls like her. Me and the two other men at our house watching the football game were going to get the chance to teach it to her.
She came into the room acting happy to see everyone. Besides me and my wife, the other two were fellow teachers of mine from her high school. "Hi, Daddy! Hi, Mr. Varn. Hi, Mr. Deel." She sounded so innocent as she greeted everyone. Her tone completely clashed with the sight that all the men's eyes were taking in - the sight of a young, 18 year old girl dressed in an outfit that would be perfect for a street whore.
Apparently, she felt no need to wear underwear today. It was very obvious she was wearing no bra simply by looking at her nipples clearly visible under the thin, tight top that she wore. It was a small top that she tied in a knot in the back to make it pull tight against her large tits and left her sexy stomach bare. It also had tears in several places showing lots of skin so that it looked like it could be ripped off of her with just the slightest tug. The lack of underwear was only a little less obvious when I looked at her very short, tight little skirt. Not a single panty line was anywhere to be found implying that there were none there at all.
As if that wasn't already enough, she also wore thigh high, bright pink, fishnet stockings along with a pair of black platform shoes with very high, spiked heels. In fact, the only thing she wore that went along with her innocent greeting was her two pony tails with pink ribbons tied around them. The contrast of this cute little innocent girl hairstyle with clothes that showed off a very hot body only served to arouse a man's darkest passions.
All three of us said hi back to her. Crissy started telling her mom about some movie that she had seen. I looked at my two fellow teachers as she talked and saw how they took this opportunity to stare at Crissy's hot little ass and her nice big tits. They were overly large for her otherwise small frame with nice nipples that stuck out at least a half inch, emphasizing that her body appeared to be made for only one thing - giving men pleasure.
When Crissy finished telling about the movie, she started to leave, but her mom cut her short. "Don't you dare leave this room yet young lady," she said to her in a very firm voice. Crissy stopped and looked at her mom, a look of concern crossing her face. The tone of her voice also got the attention of all the men in the room as they all looked at Crissy then at Diana, wondering why she seemed to be upset.
"Didn't your Daddy and I try to teach you a lesson last week?" Diana demanded of her. Crissy was actually my step-daughter, but her mom had dropped that distinction right after we were married a year ago.
Crissy now looked even more worried. The "lesson" her mom referred to involved Crissy tied to our bed and getting fucked good and hard by me. She even slid her hand up to her throat for a moment, no doubt remembering how I choked her slightly as she came like a cheap whore while my cock insistently pounded her helpless little pussy.
She glanced at me, then at the other two men in the room. All were staring at her. "Mom, I'm sorry. I didn't...." She didn't get to finish because her mom cut her short.
"Once again, my daughter shows up dressed like a whore. You look ready to let a man do whatever he wants with you! You probably just got done taking care of one of your schoolboys while you were at the theater, didn't you!"
Crissy started to turn away to leave the room, but her mom jumped up and stopped her. "Not so fast young lady," she said to her. She grabbed Crissy's arms at the wrists and pulled them behind her back, turning her around to face the men looking at her. With her arms held behind her like that, her tits were now thrust out even more and everyone's eyes stared at them.
Crissy struggled at first to get free which made her tits jiggle beautifully back and forth. Her mom held her firm, though, and soon she stopped trying to get away. She looked a little scared, but I also saw a look in her eye of nervous excitement. Her mom was putting her in a very vulnerable position, much like the way she had tied Crissy to our bed not many nights before and urged me to fuck her.
While Crissy was not the one asking me to fuck her that night, it was clear from her multiple, very powerful orgasms that she really got off being used in that way. Looking at her now, I saw the same look I had seen in her that night. There were three men that would be glad to put her to use, and she seemed nervously excited by that thought.
"I think we need to ask these men what they think of your outfit," Diana said. She looked over Crissy's shoulder at us. "Let's start with your math teacher, Mr. Deel."
I saw Crissy's eyes look towards him. He looked a little confused and concerned, not sure what to make of what was going on here. My wife helped him along. "Mr. Deel, take a good look at her. Would girls at school be allowed to dress like this?"
He took this as an opportunity to look Crissy up and down again. Finally, after a few seconds, he answered. "No, that's not appropriate for school. We don't allow girls to dress in ways that attract so much attention from the boys," he said, then added, ".... and the men."
Diana nodded her head. "She does seem to attract attention, doesn't she?" she asked him. He nodded. Diana thanked him then turned Crissy slightly until she faced Mr. Varn.
She paused for a moment, then she asked him, "Mr. Varn, would you say that this outfit is the kind of outfit you would let your own daughter wear?"
Crissy's tenth grade history teacher was now the one taking a good long look at the hot, sexy girl in front of him. Diana's comment really reached into his darkest fantasies. His own daughter, Jill, was in the same class as Crissy and also a sexy little thing. Almost for sure he had let his eyes stray over Jill's body on more than one occasion. Now he was letting his eyes stray over Crissy's hot body. Finally he answered. "No. Definitely not." He paused a moment then to my surprise he finished with an extra comment. "I didn't raise a slut."
Diana liked that answer. "I'm sure that's true, but it appears that I did, doesn't it!" She didn't wait for an answer.