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Now for the normal disclaimers, no kids (under 18), animals, blood, scat, or other extreme things are in this story. If I haven’t scared you off yet, read on and vote.

Chapter 1

Suzanne was finishing another day at school. She was a first-grade teacher, and it had been a very long day. Most days she loved teaching, but today was particularly difficult. For some reason today, her kids, who were normally well behaved, were off the wall. Well it wasn’t all them, and they weren’t all that bad, but Suzanne was tired and cranky. Her husband Tim travelled a lot. His job as head of security of a major casino chain required frequent travel to various casinos around the country managing and upgrading their security systems.

Last night he had called and told her it would be another couple weeks before he would be home. Suzanne lost it. This trip was already much longer than any of his previous trips. Normally he traveled domestically and was at the most only a couple time zones away. Even if the job took more than a week or so, he was able to fly home for a weekend. This trip was overseas setting up a new casino in the Far East, and they were only able to talk once a week or so, and weekend trips home were impossible.

Tim had been gone for almost three weeks and it looked like at least another two weeks, maybe more. Suzanne loved her husband and when he was home they frequently had sex. Now that he had been away for so long, Suzanne needed some relief. Her vibrators weren’t enough she needed the touch of a man, the feel of a live cock buried deep inside her.

Suzanne and Tim married almost twenty years ago. Suzanne had been out of college for about four years and was teaching third graders. She was pretty wild in college, but by the time she was about to graduate she was losing control, and had to make a clean break and change her lifestyle.

She thought back to her junior year when her life changed and even now just thinking about it sent shivers up and down her spine. Suzanne remembered it well when she went to that frat party and met Derrick, or Big D. as he was known. Derrick was a tall black Adonis who immediately caught her eye. Growing up in Mississippi, interracial relations were a definite taboo. Maybe that was what caught her attention at first. Her girlfriend introduced her to Big D. She expected him to be all ghetto and the typical stereotype black. But instead he came across strong, confident, and in control. Plus, his large sculpted body, handsome face, and his skin, a dark shade of chocolate brown just completed the package. Before she knew it, she was enthralled with him, talking to him for the rest of the night. By the time the party was winding down, Suzanne readily accepted an invitation to go to a local coffee shop. When Big D asked if she would go home with him, she almost swooned, her pussy had been gushing for most of the night, and thoughts of making love to him and the taboo it represented clouded her brain. Suzanne accepted, that night, she learned all about a black man’s body and what it could do to a woman.

Big D took her to his apartment and she was surprised at how clean it was and reasonably decorated. Suzanne wasn’t sure what to expect, she half expected him to tear her clothes off and savagely fuck her into submission. She stood just inside the door, shaking, half from fear, and half from excitement. Surprisingly, he walked away from her to the kitchen, calling out for her to take a seat. Suzanne slowly stepped to the leather couch and sat down on the edge. When he returned, he was carrying two glasses of wine, handing her one.

Suzanne took a drink of wine and jumped when he spoke. “Relax Suzanne; nothing is going to happen unless you want it. However, when you are ready, I will take you!”

She stared up at his massive form standing above her, his dark brown almost black eyes looking directly at her and melted.

“Take me,” was all she said and sat the half empty glass on the end table. Big D smiled down at her, leaned over and picked her up like a feather. Just the touch of his skin sent shivers down her spine and straight to her now soaked pussy. He brought his lips to hers and gently licked her upper lip. Suzanne opened her mouth to invite him and moaning as his tongue took possession of her mouth.

Suzanne didn’t even realize they were in his bedroom until he lay her down on his bed. She looked up at him as he slowly removed his shirt, exposing his sculpted chest and six pack abs. She was panting now as she watched him open his pants and drop them to the floor around his ankles. The sight of the massive tent in his boxers hardly hid his size. When he slid his thumbs into the waistband and pushed them down, his large black missile came into view. Suzanne’s memory of that moment caused her pussy to spasm and her fingers to drift into her pants. It was probably the hottest moment in her entire life even to this day.

Suzanne was completely under his spell and there wasn’t anything on this earth she wanted more at that moment than his cock buried in her pussy. She started to take off her top, but was stopped with just a gesture from him.

“Don’t,” he demanded, “I want the privilege of unwrapping my prize.” He continued. Suzanne stopped in mid motion, her hand dropping to the bed. She had never been with a man so in control. She watched as he knelt down in front of her, pulled her face to his once again and kissed her passionately. At that moment, she surrendered; he could do anything he wanted to her. She wasn’t frightened or afraid of what he might do, but he was in control and she accepted him as her master for the night.

When Big D pulled away from her lips and slid his hands down her body, she could feel her skin tingle as he grabbed the bottom of her top and pull it over her head, exposing her pink lace bra. Suzanne was having trouble not attacking him but with each move she made he simply gave her a look that stopped her cold, and each time he did it, her arousal increased. As his hands touched her naked skin, it tingled and spread like wildfire all over her body and finally concentrating right between her legs.

Big D pulled his hands away from her body, and watched at Suzanne’s face showed her frustration. He smiled as his large hand slid up her stomach and deftly open her front clasp bra, exposing her rock-hard nipples.

Suzanne had never climaxed without touching her clit, even during intercourse she needed to touch it to push her over the edge. But when Big D leaned in and sucked a nipple into his mouth; and his hand reached out to her other nipple and pinched, she orgasmed. Suzanne screamed as her body was completely consumed by the unexpected climax.

“OH FUCK! FUCK, FUCK,” SHE SCREAMED. “FUCK ME NOW!” SHE CONTINUED AS SHE COLLAPSED TO THE BED SPREADING HER LEGS WIDE AND PULLING HER SKIRT TO HER WAIST.

Big D hovered over her still caressing her nipples as he pushed her panties to the side and lining up his cock with his target. Suzanne pushed her hips towards him, wanting him to enter her, but he kept his distance rubbing the plum shaped head over her dripping lips.

“Please don’t tease me!” She practically begged, wanting, no needing him to fill her pussy with his cock.

“As the lady wishes,” he announced and pushed his cock deep inside her with one push. Suzanne screamed as her pussy tried to adjust to his massive size. The pain was excruciating, but the pleasure was equally intense. When she looked down at his cock, she gasped as it was only halfway in. She watched him pull back and push forward again. This time her body erupted once again as her second orgasm took over her body. Suzanne’s head fell back to the bed as her body convulsed when Big D slowly pushed and pulled his cock in and out of her box. Each time going deeper and deeper, and with each push, her orgasm grew more intense. When she felt his pubic hair on her clit, she was almost incoherent as her entire body was overwhelmed with the sensations consuming her every cell.

The rest of the night was a total blur to Suzanne. No, she wasn’t drunk, it was the most intense night of sex she had ever experienced. When she woke the next morning with him spooning behind her, she felt like she had died and gone to heaven.

Suzanne was still sitting at her desk, staring at the pile of papers from her kids. Her head propped up on her left hand, her right, buried in her pants, stroking her clit. After several weeks of no sex, she needed to cum in the worse way. She glanced at the door to make sure it was closed and drifted off into another daydream about Big D.

They had been dating for about three weeks, three very intense weeks. Each time they went out they ended back at his place as he took her to heights she never knew existed. Each date started out like any other date, dinner, dancing, a romantic walk, but as the evening progressed, Suzanne’s body started to get aroused. It was almost like a conditioned response. A few times she couldn’t wait and practically dragged him home to take her. But the longer they dated, the more Big D took charge. He no longer let her take charge, but started to expose her more in public. The first night, when she was sitting in his lap at a club, her back against his chest, he reached around her body, and slid his hand under her short skirt. She tried to close her legs as his fingers worked their way into her dripping pussy. But a quick nip on her neck stopped her cold. She was blushing as her spread legs and his hand down her skirt left nothing to the imagination as to what was happening. Despite her best efforts to keep from climaxing, she soon surrendered and orgasmed at the club in front of dozens of people. That was the first night she was overwhelmed. She broke down and cried, running out of the club, vowing to never see him again.

That lasted about a week, until he called. She tried to be angry but after a few minutes, she was dressed and headed over to his apartment. When she arrived, she tried to take control, but her futile efforts were soon dissipated and Big D was in charge once again.

It was a couple weeks later before he pushed her limits once again. Big D had invited her over for dinner. He promised her that his roommate was gone for the night and they would have the evening to themselves. Suzanne quickly packed her sexiest lingerie and rushed over for what she knew would be an evening of amazing sex. It started out with Big D serving her a couple glasses of wine. Suzanne was all ready to forgo dinner and go straight to bed, but of course Derrick was in charge. Soon he opened her small bag and pulled out her lingerie and smiled. “Put this on, I want to see you wearing it at dinner.”

Suzanne grabbed the bag and rushed to the bathroom to change. When she returned her nearly naked body was already trembling. Again, she tried to seduce him, but he remained in total control. She loved that about him. Finally, when dinner was over, Derick went and sat down on the couch. He called her over and pulled her into his arms. They kissed like lovers and Suzanne couldn’t wait any longer. She opened his pants and stroked his cock.

“Please Derick take me to bed and fuck me silly” She gushed.

Derick smiled and took control again. He reached out and pulled Suzanne’s head down to his cock sticking straight up and pointing at her like a black cobra. She licked it a couple of times, before she stopped.

“Please D, not here; your roommate might walk in.” She asked.

She heard D laugh and say. “Don’t worry my pretty slut; he’s out for the evening.”

Suzanne smiled and went back to work on the object of her desire. She felt Derrick place his hands on her head, taking control once again. Her pussy pulsed, she craved his control now. It was a few minutes later, when she heard the door open and in walked Malcomb, Derrick’s roommate with his date. Suzanne panicked and tried to get up and run to the bedroom, but Big D’s hands held her firmly in place. Each time she tried to pull off, he pushed her face back down to the base of his large cock. Suzanne choked and gagged a bit, but it worked when Derrick exploded in her mouth, filling to capacity and dripping down her chin. When she felt him release her head, she sat up and rushed to the bathroom hearing the applause behind her. Suzanne wanted to be pissed but her body was on the edge of a massive orgasm. She sat on the toilet and cried wondering what was happening to her. Ten minutes later, she walked out and left the apartment.

Suzanne stayed away from Derrick for almost a month after that. It wasn’t because she was mad, but because she was afraid of what was happening to her. When his roommate, Malcomb walked in with his girlfriend she almost had a climax. What scared her was she didn’t know why her body reacted to what had happened. Was it the exposure, the humiliation of being caught almost naked and sucking D’s cock, or the control Derrick had over her? She tried to stay away, but when Derrick called and asked how she was, her desires and cravings took over and she was back at his apartment that night.

Their affair went on for almost a year and a half. Derrick dominated her life. They would date for a while until he pushed her too far and she would run away. But then he would call and it would start all over again. She was completely enthralled with him and his cock. He was a cock master and knew it. The more she saw him the more she craved him and his cock. The last several months before she graduated, he owned her body and soul. When she finally worked up the courage to break away, she was his cock slut; doing anything he demanded even fucking one his friends. The closer it was to graduation, the more he wanted and she knew if she didn’t get away now she would never be able to go home again. White girls from Mississippi just didn’t bring home black men to meet the family if she ever wanted to see them again.

She was still struggling with her decision, when Derrick suggested she enhance her breasts and get her nipples pierced. That was when she made her decision. Suzanne hid out for the next two weeks until graduation and right after the ceremony she left campus and never looked back.

Two years later, she met Tim. Tim was the total opposite of Derrick. Derrick was a black Adonis with a massive cock who dominated every room he ever entered. Tim was more a typical yuppie, white, handsome, well off financially and normal in every way. She loved him, but he was no Derrick. Where Derrick and his cock gave her pleasure like no other, Tim was an adequate lover. Big D’s cock was huge, almost 10 inches and very thick, Tim’s was around six inches and fairly thin. Even though her fantasies were always filled with Big D’s cock, it was Tim who she loved and had made her life partner.

Suzanne woke from her daydream, her hand still buried in her pants and looked at the time. It was after five o’clock. She knew she was probably the last person in the school besides the janitor, but with the cameras in each classroom, she decided to leave. She was still aroused thinking about her adventures in college and how much she wished Tim was home. She got in her car and headed home.

Suzanne was about half way home when she passed a local Bistro and decided to stop for dinner. There was nothing at home except her vibrator, so the thought of a few drinks and dinner won out over a frozen entrée from her freezer. She stopped and went inside. As normal there were the usual crowds just getting off from work crowded around the bar. She decided to get a table as she wasn’t in the mood to talk with anyone. For the next hour and a half, she had a few drinks and dinner. Suzanne’s mind was still thinking about how Big D dominated her and how much she missed his massive cock. Just as she was about to leave, a busboy walked out of the kitchen and started to clear tables. Suzanne noticed him immediately. He was a young large black boy, probably only 18 or so. But what caught her attention was how similar he was to Big D! Just seeing him sent a pulse to her pussy, but it was when he turned around that sent Suzanne’s mind reeling. The boy was a young clone of Derrick. Her pulse quickened, she started to sweat, and her body trembled. When he looked up at her and smiled, she almost fell off her chair.

Suzanne dropped her eyes praying he hadn’t noticed her staring and tried to look anywhere else. It wasn’t until she glanced back she jumped. He was standing right beside her table, looking down at her. She slowly raised her eyes up his magnificent body and finally looked into his eyes.

“May I take your dishes?” He asked.

Suzanne choked out a squeaky reply, “Yes of course.”

Still looking in his dark brown eyes he smiled at her, but it wasn’t a friendly smile, but more like a predator looking at a prey. Suzanne was frozen in place as he reached across her body and grabbed her plate. When he brushed her right breast, Suzanne almost climaxed.

“T..T..Thank you,” she stuttered.

“The Pleasure is all mine, Miss.” He spoke with a deep baritone voice. Just hearing him speak sent vibrations throughout her body. Suzanne quickly paid her bill and rushed out of the Bistro. She drove home like a madwoman, her body on fire as all the memories of Big D flooded her mind mixed with the busboy she just left behind. As soon as she parked her car in the garage, she jumped out and ran inside stripping off her clothes.

Suzanne’s body was trembling with need. It had been several weeks without a cock to fill her needs. She opened her nightstand and pulled out her largest dildo climbing on her marital bed and spreading her legs. She sucked the dildo into her mouth, her mind back in college and kneeling in front of Derrick. Any thoughts of Tim were long gone and nothing could stop her from dreaming of Derrick’s cock ravaging her body.

She sucked that dildo deep down her throat, coating it with her spit. When she pulled it out and slid it down her body, it left a trail of her saliva just as Derrick’s cock left a trail of pre-cum years earlier. When it touched her clit, it felt like a shot of electricity shot out from her pussy to every cell in her body. She slid it down to her needy cunt and pushed it inside. With every inch her body pulsed and each pulse more intense than the last one.

Suzanne pushed the dildo one more time, bottoming it out as it pushed against her cervix. She took a deep breath and slowly pulled it out until it was just at her entrance. Just as she started to push it in again, her cell rang. Suzanne was about to ignore it when it announced it was Tim, her husband calling from the other side of the world.

Suzanne screamed in frustration as she pulled the dildo from her cunt and sat it down. The mood was ruined now as she picked up her cell and answered the call.

Suzanne and Tim talked for almost an hour. They really hadn’t talked much for over a week and Tim was really wound up. By the time they finished, Suzanne’s body had calmed down, the drinks she had at the bistro settled in and shortly after they ended the call she fell asleep.

The next few days Suzanne was busy at school. Teaching first graders was a difficult job. Her kids were basically good, but with budget cuts, her classes now had twenty-five kids and were a handful. By the end of the week, she was ready for a couple drinks and dinner. Suzanne figured she would stop at their favorite little restaurant but like last week, about half way home, she spotted the Bistro with Derrick’s clone. Before she knew it, she was pulling into the parking lot. At first Suzanne just sat in her car. She contemplated turning around and driving home, but then she spotted him walking into the back door. Just the sight of him caused her pussy to juice.

“God Suzanne, get a grip. He’s a teenager. He’s probably not even legal. Besides just because he looks like Derrick, doesn’t mean he’s anything like him.” Suzanne tried to rationalize her actions.

“Don’t go in there Suzanne!” She admonished herself, but seconds later, she opened her door and walked in.

This time she wasn’t semi-drunk, in fact she hadn’t even had a drink since last week. “I can handle this,” Suzanne whispers to herself and sits down at a table near the kitchen. A few minutes later, out walks the busboy with his tray and starts to clear a couple tables. Suzanne tried to keep from staring but sure enough he caught her.

Suzanne blushed, her face and chest turning bright red. She wanted to look away, but his eyes locked on hers and held her eyes captive. After what seemed like forever, he smiled, no, more like he smirked at her and headed back to the kitchen. Suzanne was enthralled, Derrick’s young clone, acted just like Derrick when he first met Suzanne.

It was the waitress that broke Suzanne out of her stupor. “I’m Amy, can I get you anything?” She asked.

Suzanne blushed again and ordered a vodka martini and a mix plate of appetizers. Just before the waitress turned to place her order, Suzanne blurted out, “Who was that?” she asked much too loudly.

“Oh you mean Big D, I mean Darius? He’s new here. Why?” Amy asked, her look a little condescending.

“Oh I-I-I thought I recognized him from somewhere.” Suzanne stuttered.

“I’m sure you do.” Amy chuckled and walked away.

Suzanne blushed again and yelled at herself for acting like a school girl, a teacher swooning over a young teen.

A few minutes later, Amy returned with her Martini and smiled at Suzanne. “Just so you know, he’s not called Big D because of his Physical size, if you know what I mean. He’s a senior at Horn Lake High School. He’s on the Eagles football team.”

Suzanne tried to not appear interested and quickly said, “Maybe he was a student of mine. I teach in the district. But I don’t think so.”

Amy smiled as she turned and walked away. For the next hour or so, Suzanne nursed a couple drinks as she ate her dinner. Every time Darius walked by she couldn’t take her eyes off him. Finally, she got up and left, her pussy soaked and rushed home. Usually it was the memory of Derrick that fed her fantasies when she really needed to get off, but tonight no matter how hard she tried to think of Derrick, it was Darius that filled her mind.

The next two weeks for Suzanne was a blur. Her days at school were busy as usual, but it was her drive home and passing the bistro that always got her attention. The first week, she stopped in twice, the next three times. Today was Wednesday and she had already stopped all three days. Today was later than usual. Usually she stopped on the way home from school. Today she went home first and changed out of her normal school attire to something more revealing, a short skirt and tight blouse.

Suzanne’s visits and her constant looks at Darius had captured his attention too. It seemed that he was always in sight, and every night her dreams were filled with him using her like Derrick. Darius was becoming an obsession and Suzanne was having trouble concentrating.

It was the following Friday when things changed. It was a lousy day and pouring rain. The Bistro wasn’t busy and Suzanne after her normal couple of drinks and dinner, decided to go home. When she stepped out of the door, she stopped dead in her tracks. Standing just outside the door was Darius, looking out over the parking lot at the pouring rain. Suzanne’s mind froze, the object of countless fantasies was right in front of her and off work.

Darius turned and looked at her. His dark brown eyes scanned her body and left her feeling naked. In spite of her best efforts to not blush, her entire body glowed red and left her unable to speak. He smiled at her with a smile of a predator and spoke, “It’s pouring and I need a ride.”

Suzanne knew she shouldn’t, but he reached out and took her hand. “I don’t live far,” and pulled her out to her car. Suzanne wanted to resist, to tell him to unhand her, to bark out how dare he to assume she would give him a ride. But she did none of those things but ran with him through the rain and to her car. As soon as the doors closed, she glanced at him. His eyes were locked on her body. She looked down and gasped, the rain had soaked her blouse, rendering it completely transparent clearly showing off her black lacy shelf bra. Suzanne quickly wrapped her arms around her breasts and sputtered, “Oh please don’t look, I’m married and you’re too young.”

“You don’t have anything I haven’t seen before and if you want me out of here you should start the car and drive.” He said and looked out the window. Suzanne slowly opened her arms, exposed her chest once again and started the car. “Where do you live?” She asked.

Just go home; I forgot my keys and no one will be home for a while. I can wait at your house.” Darius said confident she would do as he said.

“Darius, I can’t take you to my house. I can’t have a student there. If the school board hears about it I would be fired.” She explained and covered her chest again.

Darius reached over and grabbed her hand and pulled it to his lips. When his lips touched her hand, it sent shivers up and down her spine. After fantasizing about him for the last few weeks just him touching her sent her arousal through the roof. She refused to look him in the eyes as she knew she wouldn’t be able to resist him if she did just sit there with her free arm covering her chest.

Suzanne started to speak, but he reached over and grabbed her chin. Suzanne whimpered as he gently turned her head toward him. He looked into her eyes and whispered. “You really don’t want me to walk home in a downpour, do you?”

Suzanne shook her head and put her car in gear and started to drive.

It took them about fifteen minutes to get to Suzanne and Tim’s home. When they arrived, Suzanne quickly excused herself and rushed upstairs to change out of her wet clothes. Suzanne rushed into her room and slammed the door. She fell back against it and stood there shaking. She knew she was in trouble.

“I can’t let this happen. I have to get him out of here.” She whispered to no one. “If anyone should see him here I could go to jail.” She said her voice weak and shaking. As long as it was storming and no one home at his house what choice did she have? Finally, she stripped out of her wet clothes and into a pair of leggings and sweatshirt. She cleaned up her face and combed her hair. She took a deep breath and headed back down stairs. She had made up her mind that storm or no storm, she was taking him home.

Suzanne walked down her stairs and into her living room. As soon as she entered she stopped dead in her tracks. Darius was sitting on her couch naked except for his boxers. Suzanne gasped and quickly turned around. “Please put your clothes back on.” She demanded.

“I can’t, they were soaking wet, so I put them in your dryer. You don’t mind do you?” He asked.

Suzanne was shaking, a student from her school system was in her living room basically naked and her body was craving him. But her mind was completely confused. It was everything she could do to not crawl over to him and pray he was everything she had dreamed about.

After a few moments, she walked out of the room and grabbed a large towel. She walked back into the living room and tossed it to him. “Please cover yourself; I can’t have you sitting there in only your underwear.”

Darius smiled at her and draped the towel over his lap but didn’t cover his chest or most of his legs. “Go get me something to drink.” He demanded.

Suzanne started to say something, but decided she needed to get out of the room and headed for her kitchen. As soon as she entered her kitchen, she leaned up against the counter and tried to slow her breathing and calm her nerves. She needed to maintain control. It wasn’t until she heard Darius call out that she remembered why she was in there and opened her refrigerator and grabbed a soft drink for him and a bottle of wine for her.

“I’ll be right there,” she answered and cursed at herself for answering. She grabbed his glass of coke and her glass of wine. She took a deep breath and headed back to the living room.

Darius was still sitting on the couch, the towel still covering only from his waist to his thighs. His arms stretched out across the back of the couch reaching all the way to the ends. He looked like he owned the place and she was his servant. Despite his boxers and the towel, she could clearly see his cock outlined between his legs. She tried not to look at it when she handed him his drink, but her eyes were drawn to the thick rod just a few inches away. When she managed to look up at him, he was smiling at her and she knew he saw her staring at his cock.

Suzanne blushed and held out his glass as he slowly lowered his right arm and wrapped his hand around hers trapping it between his hand and the glass. Suzanne was so surprised by his capture of her hand, she didn’t resist when he pulled her down on the couch beside him.

“Please Darius, let me go.” She said but hated that her command sounded more like she was begging instead of an order.

“Sure Ms. McNeely just as soon as you drink your wine and relax.” He spoke his tone leaving no doubt he wouldn’t take no for an answer.

Suzanne was now sitting beside half facing him her right leg folded under her and her left on the floor. She took a sip and then a drink of her wine. She wanted to get up and run away, when he raised the glass with her hand still trapped beneath his to his lips and took a sip. Suzanne moaned quietly as that simple act of control caused her to tremble. She watched as he tilted the glass to his lips and took a drink. Her eyes drifted from the glass to his eyes once again. When his eyes locked on hers she couldn’t look away.

This time when he dropped his hand it landed right on his leg, her wrist resting on his massive cock. Suzanne gasped and tried to pull her hand from under his, but all she managed to do was spill his drink all over his crotch.

“Oh god I’m sorry.” She called out.

“BAD GIRL,” He yelled. “NOW CLEAN ME UP!” He demanded.

Suzanne gasped at his sudden demand and tried to get up, but he held her hand tightly. “Use your other hand.” He demanded.

Suzanne’s mind immediately went back to her college days and without thinking grabbed the towel with her left hand and pulled it from his lap. As soon as it left his body, Suzanne yelped. His was naked. His boxers were gone and now her right hand, still holding the glass and trapped with his hand on his growing cock.

“Oh god you’re naked!” She cried and started to cover him again.

“STOP, DON’T PUT THAT WET TOWEL ON ME!” He barked.

Suzanne stopped dead, she looked up at him. When her eyes met his, he pulled her hand from his lap and maneuvered her to the floor between his legs.

“Now unless you want the world to know you have a naked student in your living room, you will lick me clean.” He ordered.

Suzanne, her face just inches from his cock, looked up at him again, only to see him pointing his camera right at her.

“OH GOD STOP, DON’T DO THAT, NO PICTURES!” SHE SCREAMED.

You’re right, no pictures, I’m videoing you and just so you know it’s going right to the cloud.” He answered.

Suzanne really started to struggle now when she felt the smack across her cheek. Stop struggling or I’ll send it to my friends and who knows where it will end up.” He spat.

Suzanne froze, “Please don’t do this. I’ve never done anything to you. Please stop.” She pleaded.

“Not until you clean me up. Now get busy. You have two minutes before I send it out.”

Suzanne’s confused mind was having trouble thinking of a way out, surrendering, she slowly dropped her head, extended her tongue and licked. She knew right then her fate was sealed when she looked up and saw he was still recording everything.

“Good girl, now suck it.” He demanded.

Suzanne, panting in panic, slowly opened her mouth and sucked the massive plumb shaped head into her mouth. The second it entered, her mind flashed back to when Derrick had demanded her to do the exact same thing so many years ago. She closed her eyes and sucked more of Darius’s cock into her warm mouth. She prayed he would just let her finish and take him home, but she knew her life had changed.

Chapter 2

Suzanne worked on Darius’s cock like a mad woman, sucking it deep into her mouth. She tried to explain to herself that it was just to get it over with and not because of all of her fantasies over the last few weeks. But in spite of her best efforts, every time she glanced up a Darius and his phone, it was his confident expression and smile that told her he was in no hurry to climax.

Suzanne was getting desperate now, her jaws were starting to hurt and her pussy was leaking and soaking her leggings. She finally pulled off his cock and tried to catch her breath, when Darius spoke.

“Look teach, I can last all day. If you want to finish me off you need to get naked. So, I suggest you strip, or I’ll do it for you and spank your ass too, so you better make it sexy!” He demanded.

Suzanne looked up at the dominating teen, sitting naked on her couch. She couldn’t even fathom him spanking her ass, but just his mentioning it sent her body into overdrive. She felt like she was being torn in half. Half of her wanted to get up and run away, knowing if she did as he demanded, he would own her. There would be no way to explain the video. The other half couldn’t decide what it wanted more, to strip and surrender, or to get spanked and be taken.

Suzanne looked at him and his phone and knew she really didn’t have a choice. The video he already has is enough to ruin her career and her marriage. Giving in and doing as he demands was only accepting what she already knew. Suzanne slowly stood and started to dance. She closed her eyes not wanting to see him recording her surrender.

“Open your eyes!” Darius barked. “I want you to look right at me, and smile. If you’re not sexy enough I’ll still spank your ass.” He continued.

Suzanne opened her eyes and stared into Darius’s deep brown eyes. Again, she was mesmerized by them and how much they were like Derrick’s so many years ago. Many times she had tried to resist him but when Derrick looked into her eyes all resistance melted and soon she was his obedient pet once again. A shiver went up her spine as she felt her resistance slipping away as he locked his eyes on hers.

Suzanne moved her hips as her mind captured a sexy song and her body moved to the silent melody. Her hands moving up her body, brushing her breasts, just the touch across her nipples forced a groan to escape her lips. She shivered as she slowly unzipped her sweatshirt, exposing her chest with her breasts just out of view. She spun around and bent at the waist, showing her ass encased in the tight leggings and splitting her cheeks. She looked back over her shoulder at the smirking Darius his hand lightly caressing his large black cock.

Suzanne slid her hands up the inside of her thighs all the way to her steaming pussy. She wasn’t in her living room doing an erotic dance for a very young man, but back in college performing for Derrick her master. She pulled her sweatshirt over her head and tossed it on the floor. Suzanne was completely into her performance now, slowly standing with her back to her young master. Then, using her hands to cover her nipples, she turned to face him, naked from the waist up. Her breaths coming in short pants. Knowing he was recording her every move but already compromised, she slowly dropped her hands surrendering a little more of herself and losing more control. There would be no turning back now.

Darius was watching Suzanne intently as her fingers slipped into the waistband of her leggings and pushed them slowly down her hips until they pooled at her feet. Suzanne was now naked in front of a student. She looked at him her eyes pleading with the dominate teen

“Please stop, I’ll do as you ask.” She whispered and dropped to her knees.

“Stand up slut,” He demanded.

Suzanne stood her hands still at her side. She stood nervously shifting from foot to foot waiting to be told what to do.

Darius didn’t say a word but crooked his finger and called her over. Suzanne slowly stepped towards her young master until she was right in front of him. He reached out, grabbed her hand and pulled her closer. Suzanne had no choice but to spread her legs and kneel with her knees on opposite sides of his hips. Darius grabbed his large erect cock and pointed it at her now gushing pussy.

Suzanne was trembling. She was unable to move or resist. Her body on fire and her mind in turmoil.

“Do it slut. Fuck yourself on my cock. Take my cock and fuck yourself until you cum.” Darius growled.

Suzanne wanted to scream NO, but her body was in charge now. Her legs slowly spread, lowering her pussy to Darius’s cock. When his massive cock touched her lips, all air gushed out of her lungs as her legs slid out from under her impaling her pussy with his cock. Suzanne screamed as his cock filled her to capacity sending waves of pleasure all through her body. Slowly she rose until he was just inside her core and dropped again. This time going much deeper. Suzanne’s body exploded as all her fantasies from the last few weeks came to fruition sparking a massive orgasm.

Suzanne trembled, shook, convulsed for a several seconds. Her body consumed by the orgasm. When she was able to open her eyes again, there was Darius’ face right in front of her. His eyes locked on hers. His smile was exactly like Derrick’s when he took possession of her.

Suzanne didn’t move, her body still coming down from her climax. She started to lean forward to put her head on his shoulder, but his hand stopped her.

“You’re not done yet, my slut teacher.” He whispered with a voice that penetrated her soul.

Suzanne’s body reacted immediately and started to ride his cock again. This time it was for him not her. She wanted to make him cum, to give him the same orgasm she had just experienced. To please her new young Master. Yes, he could ruin her by sending out the video, but Suzanne knew that even if he didn’t have the video, she would obey.

Suzanne rode his cock like she was possessed. Her body rising and falling on his cock, over and over, faster as she worked her pussy wanting nothing more than to drain his cock. Suzanne was in another world as her body bounced on his cock, impaling herself again and again, driving her body into fits of ecstasy; her pussy pulsing with each stroke.

Suzanne’s eyes were locked on Darius’ eyes, though she couldn’t see. Her mind was lost to all the sensations filling her being. She didn’t even notice when Darius grabbed her nipples, pinching them between his thumb and forefinger. She just screamed as the pain shot out causing her body to explode and leaving her lost and helpless as her body short circuited with every cell consumed with pleasure.

Suzanne woke the next morning, naked and in her own bed. Her body aching, her pussy burning, and her mind confused. It took her a few moments to realize she was in her own bedroom. Suddenly it hit her, she had brought home a student and fucked herself unconscious. Suzanne sat up her, body trembling at what she had done. As her mind cleared, and the memories flooded back, the vision of Darius sitting naked on her couch, holding his phone in front of him as she bounced her pussy on his cock. Immediately her muscles lost their strength and she collapsed back onto the bed.

Suzanne was just coming to grips with what had happened, when her body froze. Where was Darius? Was he still here? Oh god what if he was? Suzanne was panicking at what she should do. She lay there trembling, her ears perked trying to hear any sound that would give her a clue.

Suzanne didn’t know how long she lie there praying she didn’t, and scared if she did hear something. After several minutes of silence, she slowly got up, wrapping the sheet from her bed around her body and slowly crept towards the door. Suzanne was panting in fear. She wasn’t sure if she was afraid he was there or if he wasn’t. Her mind and body still feuding.

Suzanne walked all through the house. Darius was nowhere to be found. In fact, there was no evidence he was ever there. There was nothing in the dryer, no empty glass or anything to indicate he was there, except for a still damp towel sitting on the floor. Suzanne collapsed to the couch, the same couch she had fucked herself silly last night. It was when she slid her hand over the cushion that she found the large wet spot covered with her juices.

She sat there almost in shock, trying to come to grips with what had happened and worse, what might happen. Luckily it was Saturday and she didn’t have to go to school and try to teach 25 first graders. It was her need to pee that finally forced her off the couch. She stumbled to the bathroom took care of her needs.

The rest of the day Suzanne was in a daze, her mind constantly going back to the night before. She wanted to believe that it didn’t happen, but she knew it did. She also knew that last night wouldn’t be the last time Darius would take her. He had the video and she couldn’t let anyone see the film. Suzanne hid inside her house the entire day, peeking out the windows expecting to see Darius walk up to her door and demand to enter. But nothing happened and he never showed.

Sunday was very similar but by the evening she finally managed to relax and start to think about school the next morning. Suzanne had a difficult time sleeping again that night. She kept waking covered in sweat her pussy pulsing and leaking down her ass. Suzanne couldn’t seem to dream about anything but being taken over and over again.

Monday was like any other Monday at school. Other than her being exhausted, nothing unusual happened. Darius never showed, and she received no demanding emails or messages. Suzanne relaxed even more over the next few days. Darius never contacted her or showed up at school or her home. By Friday she was beginning to hope last week was a onetime thing.

The problem was, Suzanne couldn’t stop thinking about the young teen that had mastered her and took her to heights she never expected she would ever see again. With each day of no contact, the more distant the fear, and the more she hoped he would show up and take her again.

The next week was easier. Her desires diminished and her fears disappeared. That Friday night nightmare was now an erotic memory. Each day she thought less and less about it. It was the middle of the third week when she got the word. Tim was coming home this weekend. He was to arrive Saturday morning. Suzanne’s mind was already thinking about what she would do when he got home.

Suzanne’s last class was about to be dismissed. It was a minute or two before the last bell was to ring. She was instructing her kids to not forget their belongings when there was a knock at her door. She didn’t think anything about, her mind already planning Saturday, as she strolled over to the closed door. She didn’t even look out as she opened it, still talking to her class. When she turned her head, and looked at the visitor, he knees almost buckled, and she grew faint. It was everything she could do to remain standing. As standing right in front of her was Darius in all his glory.

Suzanne gasped and blushed down her chest. She opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out. She was paralyzed with both fear and arousal. She glanced down his fit body, his tank top tightly stretched across his chest. She could clearly see his abs beneath the thin top. Her eyes continued down to his spandex workout shorts, his cock clearly outlined behind them.

Two things happened at that moment, one was her body flushed with arousal, and two the bell rang to end the day. In seconds Suzanne and Darius were surrounded by hordes of young kids were scurrying past them squeezing out the door.

Suzanne staggered more than stepped out of the doorway as her mind had little control over her legs. A few seconds later, Darius and Suzanne were standing face to face almost alone. Suzanne was trying to control her breathing as Darius just stood there smirking at her as she trembled with fear and lust.

Suzanne finally managed to find her voice and asked, “Darius, what are you doing here?” Her voice sounding more like a young girl instead of a 42-year-old woman.

Before he could answer, Daniella stepped up to him and gave him a big hug. “Hi uncle Darius, are you giving me a ride home?” She asked.

“Sure am Danni, your mommy is tied up at the moment.” He answered.

Suzanne was still in shock. She had no idea Daniella was his niece. She swallowed and smiled at the young girl and managed to speak, “I’ll see you tomorrow Daniella.”

“Go to the bathroom Danni, Ms. McNeeley and I need to talk for a minute.” Darius said as Daniella took off down the hall.

Darius just stood there staring at Suzanne. She nervously shifted from foot to foot, looking more like a young girl about to be punished. “Y-Y-Yes Darius?” She asked.

Darius reached out and tweaked her left nipple and growled, “Miss me slut?”

“P-P-Please don’t,” She whispered. “Please not here.”

Darius smirked his condensing smile and growled again, “Not yet slut. I just wanted to see if you missed me, and I can see that you have.” He said as his hand caressed her breast.

Suzanne gasped praying no one in the hall had seen him molesting her. It wasn’t until he turned and left that she looked down and could clearly see her nipples visible beneath her dress. Suzanne groaned and turned away from the door. Her day was on the proverbial roller coaster. First, she learned Tim was coming home, and then Darius shows up. Suzanne sat down in her chair trying to get a grip.

Suzanne didn’t hear from Darius that night, and not on Thursday. It wasn’t until Friday before he showed up once again. This time he showed up right as she was leaving. Suzanne walked out of the school and headed for the faculty parking lot. She rounded the corner and there was Darius leaning up against her car. Suzanne stopped in her tracks, but quickly gathered her courage and walked towards him. The closer she got the bigger his smile. Suzanne finally made it to her car. She stood quietly a few feet away from the large muscular teen. She tried to wait him out, as both knew that the first to speak lost.

Suzanne looked around her, school had just let out a few minutes ago. The last thing she needed was if other teachers came out and saw Darius and her together. Giving in finally she said, “Yes Darius, what do you want?”

“The question isn’t what I want, but what do you need?” Darius said, his voice a bit condescending.

“Please Darius, not here. I’ll take you somewhere but please we need to get out of here.” She pleaded wishing her voice was stronger.

“Not until you tell me what you want.” He demanded.

Suzanne couldn’t say what she really wanted said, “I want to go home.”

“Not good enough slut, tell me what you really want.” Darius barked louder.

“Please don’t do this. Don’t make me. I’ll take you home but please let’s go.” Suzanne was begging now as she looked back over her shoulder praying no one had come out.

“Too late slut, get down on your knees and tell me what you really want. You and I both know what it is.” Darius snarled

“Oh god noooo…” she groaned as she did she dropped to her knees. “Please Darius, please fuck me.” She said in barely over a whisper.

“LOUDER SLUT, TELL ME LOUDER.” He shouted.

Suzanne looked back over her shoulder once again her face clearly showing her panic, “PLEASE FUCK ME DARIUS, I NEED IT NOW!” Suzanne practically screamed.

“Good girl, now get in the car and take me home.” Darius laughed.

Suzanne practically jumped up and ran around her car begging Darius to get in and duck down. Darius laughed as he slowly folded his body into Suzanne’s Lexus. Suzanne had the car started and was waiting for Darius to close his door so she could drive away. She knew they had been lucky that they hadn’t been spotted.

“Please Darius, close your door, Please?” She asked.

“Give me your top slut! The door stays open until I get your top.” Suzanne was now trapped. She had a student in her car. Just that could get her fired. Now she had to choose, take off her top and drive away, or don’t and get caught by the other teachers. Knowing she really didn’t have a choice, she grabbed the bottom of her sweater and pulled it over her head, leaving her with only her bra covering her excited breasts.

Suzanne glanced at Darius and his smug face as she handed him her top. Before she could say a word, he tossed it over a car parked next to her and barked, “Now the bra!”

Suzanne was really trapped now, she had to do as he demanded. She reached around her and unsnapped her bra, pulling it down her arms and handed it to Darius. This time he shut his door and Suzanne quickly put the car in gear and headed for the exit. No sooner that she pulled out of the parking spot, several teachers walked out the door. For once she was glad her windows were tinted. Just as Suzanne pulled out on the street, Darius opened his window and tossed her bra.

Suzanne was beside herself. It wasn’t even four o’clock yet and she was half naked with a black student in her car. She was breathing heavy and was trying to concentrate on the road. But being naked from the waist up had all kinds of thoughts going through her brain. She continued down the road, thankful that traffic wasn’t too bad yet, making sure she didn’t break any laws.

They had only traveled a couple blocks, when Darius leaned over and grabbed her left breast. Suzanne jumped and swerved into the lane to her left. A horn from the car next to her made her jump again and quickly steer back into her lane. Darius laughed but didn’t let go of her nipple. Suzanne kept driving as Darius pinched, twisted, and finally sucked her nipple into his mouth.

Suzanne despite all her efforts to not surrender to his touch, couldn’t stop her body from reacting. Suzanne knew they only had about five more miles to go, decided to turn off the main road and take side streets to get home. It was more private and less traveled, but added almost twenty minutes to their journey.

They had barely left the main road, and Darius pinched her nipple hard. Suzanne struggled to keep the car going in a straight line as Darius kept pinching and biting her now sore nipple. Finally, he stopped for a second and barked, “I want your pants.”

Suzanne spoke without a thought. “I can’t do that!”

Darius quickly grabbed her purse, opened it and pulled out her keys. At the next stop sign, he grabbed the gearshift, put the car in park and pushed the button to turn off the engine. Suzanne was taken totally by surprise and before she could react, Darius jumped out of the car and stepped away from the it.

Suzanne quickly pushed the button to start the car, but Darius was just far enough that it wouldn’t start, “You have until the count of ten to give me your pants. If you don’t I’m leaving and you figure out how to get home half naked.” He spat and stepped further away.

Suzanne glanced in the mirror at the car behind her she lowered her window and waved the car around her. She wanted to argue and to plead, but then she heard SIX, and panic set in. “FIVE”. Scrambling like a mad woman, “FOUR” she practically tore off her pants and toss them out the open passenger door. She heard Darius laugh as he stepped back in the car and shut the door. Suzanne quickly pushed the button, started the car and took off, almost hitting another car. A couple blocks down the road, she glanced at Darius and gasped, he didn’t have her pants. Now she really was trapped, the only thing left on her body was her panties. There would be no way to explain this to anyone.

Suzanne was trying to keep her composure as she kept driving towards her home. At the next stop sign, Darius simple held out his hand and Suzanne knew what he wanted. Raising her ass, she slipped her panties down her legs and handed them to him. This time he only pointed at the window and whispered, “Toss them.” Suzanne did as ordered and was now naked for the rest of the trip home.

It didn’t take long before Darius leaned in and started to nibble at her nipple again, only this time his hand drifted between her legs and caressed her pussy. Suzanne was really having trouble driving now. The entire scene was getting to her. Having a student in her car, naked and all of her clothes gone, and with Darius manipulating her body, she was about to explode and orgasm.

Darius seemed to know just how far to push her as each time she reached the crest and was about to cum, he would back off leaving her panting and barely hanging on. Suzanne was never happier when her house came into view. She concentrated with all her might to make it that last couple hundred yards and into her driveway. She almost made it too, but as soon as her front wheels hit her drive, Darius shoved three fingers deep inside her sending her crashing over the edge and climaxing, forcing her to stop halfway up her drive convulsing as the orgasm coursed throughout her body.

Suzanne couldn’t do anything as Darius kept fucking her pussy extending the effects of her climax. When he finally pulled his fingers out of the body, she collapsed into her seat still unable to move.

Suzanne sat there gasping for breath when, without warning, Darius shoved the three fingers deep into her mouth.

“Suck them clean bitch.” He growled.

Suzanne did as he demanded, licking her fluids off his fingers and sucking them like a cock. For a moment, she didn’t realize where she was, until he pulled his fingers out of her mouth and she opened her eyes. It suddenly hit her, she was naked in her driveway, orgasming from a black student in her car. She looked over at Darius and again he was staring at her with his phone pointed at her.

Suzanne reached up and pushed the button to open the garage door and drove in, shutting it behind her. She didn’t know what else to do, so she shut off the motor and waited for Darius to tell her.

Darius didn’t say a word but opened his door and walked into her house. Suzanne at first didn’t move, but a few moments later, she followed her young Master into her kitchen. When she entered, Darius was sitting on a kitchen chair, his legs spread wide. Suzanne stood just inside the door, naked not knowing what to do. Without saying a word, he crooked his finger calling her over to him. Suzanne started to walk, but was only able to take one step before Darius pointed at the floor.

Suzanne dropped to her hands and knees and started to crawl, but once again Darius held up his hand. This time he spoke only one word, “Belly.”

Suzanne blushed even more than she thought possible, but lay down on the floor and slithered across her kitchen until she was at his feet. She wanted to look up at him, but couldn’t. She was too humiliated to look at anything other than his shoes and the floor.

“Unless you want to clean my shoes, get up on your knees and suck my cock.” Darius announced.

Suzanne’s body was taking control over her mind again. The trip home, the orgasm in the car, and now on her belly being told to suck his cock, overwhelmed any reasonable thoughts as she quickly rose to her knees and pulled down Darius’ pants. When she pulled them past his crotch, his massive cock sprung from its confinement and smacked her across the face.

Suzanne didn’t hesitate but grabbed the thick unit and pulled it to her mouth. At that moment there was nothing more she wanted to do but please her master. Darius had Suzanne suck his cock for a while before he grabbed the hair on her head and pulled her off.

“Take me to your bed slut.” He commanded. Suzanne didn’t want to go there, not her marital bed, especially now that Tim would be home tomorrow. But she knew she had little choice, slowly stood and led Darius to her bed. For the next few hours, Darius fucked Suzanne in every hole, over and over. He tortured her by bringing her to the edge repeatedly only to deny her until she begged him to fuck her again and again. It wasn’t until the wee hours of the next morning that they both passed out. Suzanne leaking cum from her ass and pussy, her face crusted with dried cum and her body exhausted. Never, even when she was in college has she been so thoroughly fucked before.

The next morning Suzanne woke with a start. Darius was sleeping beside her, the bed stained with cum. Suzanne looked at the clock and panicked. It was almost ten o’clock. Tim’s plane was about to land. She jumped up and yelled at Darius.

“PLEASE WAKE UP, YOU HAVE TO LEAVE, MY HUSBAND’S PLANE IS LANDING RIGHT NOW.” Suzanne yelled and tried to shake him awake. Darius slowly opened his eyes and rolled over on his back. Suzanne was babbling about him getting up and out of her house, when he held up his hand.

“Shut the fuck up slut. I don’t do anything without taking a piss first. Now take me to the bathroom.” Darius growled.

Suzanne grabbed his cock and led him to the toilet. Darius only smiled and started to piss with Suzanne holding his cock. At first, she had trouble aiming it as his piss sprayed everywhere. But in a few seconds, she had it mastered as he drained his bladder and said, “Now lick it clean, and while you’re down there clean up your mess.”

Suzanne didn’t move for a second, it took Darius turning his body and pushing his cock between her lips. Suzanne licked the couple drops from his cock and swallowed them down her throat. When she finished, she dropped her head to the seat and using her tongue, licked up the spilled piss on it and on the floor.

Suzanne was getting desperate now. Tim’s plane had defiantly landed by now and was probably off the plane. Their airport wasn’t very large and usually it was easy to get from plane to baggage claim. She started to calculate the time before he arrived at home. The airport was about 30 miles away. Being Saturday, traffic would be light. If his plane landed on time he should already be waiting for his bag. She knew that the company always arranged transportation home and his ride would be waiting. That meant he would be home in about 40 minutes.

“Please Darius, Tim will be home inside an hour. You need to leave.” Suzanne was begging now.

“First things first, I have my morning wood and you need to take care of it.” Darius said his smile showing he really didn’t care if Tim came home or not. Suzanne quickly grabbed his cock and sucked it down her throat. She put everything she had into making her young master cum. She needed to get him out of the house quickly. She had to hide all evidence of last night as well as clean up herself.

Darius just smiled down at his slut teacher slave as she pounded his cock down her throat over and over again. Finally, he pushed her down to the floor and pushed her legs apart. Suzanne didn’t resist as she watched him line his cock up with her pussy and push. A second later, she screamed as his massive cock bottomed out deep inside her. Suzanne wanted to hate him, she wanted to wring his neck, but her body quickly succumbed to the sensations as Darius pounded her into submission. Suzanne’s mind soon followed her body as her world shrunk down to the junction between her legs. Darius kept pounding Suzanne’s pussy over and over like a piston, jackhammering deep into her until her body erupted splashing her fluids all over his cock and puddling on the bathroom floor.

Darius slowly pulled his slowly deflating cock from her dripping snatch and slid up her body. He stopped with his hips just above her breasts and his cock laying across her face, covering her mouth and nose.

“Clean me up and I’ll leave.” He announced.

His words woke up her mind, remembering that Tim would be home soon. She desperately tried to suck his cock into her mouth to clean him up. But Darius was laughing as he waggled his cock, making her chase it with her lips.

Suzanne was cussing and swearing at him threatening to bite his cock off if he didn’t let her do her job. He smiled and evil smile at her, stopped and dropped the head of his cock into her open mouth.

Suzanne sucked it as deep into her mouth as she could praying it would be enough for Darius to get up and leave.

It must have worked because Darius soon stood and walked out of the bathroom. Suzanne quickly rolled over onto her knees, grabbed a towel off the rack and mopped up the mess from their frantic fucking. By the time she finished and ran into the bedroom, Darius was gone but the room was a disaster. Suzanne didn’t have time to change the sheets, so she pulled up the covers and made the bed. It looked fine, she just hoped that Tim would be too tired to notice the crusty sheets when they went to bed later.

Next Suzanne ran downstairs and opened a couple windows, the entire house smelled like cum. In every room the smell seemed to permeate the air. The more she did the more she noticed needed to be done. She was still running around the house tossing dirty clothes, dishes, and trash away or hiding them under anything she could find.

When Suzanne heard the sound of a car in the driveway, she sprinted upstairs to put something on to cover her naked body. She just managed to run into the bathroom again to clean up her still dripping pussy, when she heard

“HONEY I’M HOME!”

Chapter 3

Suzanne stood in the bathroom her body trembling. She was still wiping Darius's cum which was running down the inside of her thighs when Tim knocked at the bathroom door.

"Hey honey, I'm home! Are you in there?" He called out.

Suzanne was desperately trying to make sure everything looked normal. "I'll be right out sweetheart." As she grabbed the knob to keep him from entering.

"Open the door I can't wait any longer." Tim said.

"Just a minute honey, I have a surprise for you." Suzanne answered praying he would give her a few more seconds to calm down. She finally opened the door and jumped into Tim's arms. "God I'm glad you're home." She gave him a long passionate kiss.

"Wow that's some greeting, and you're naked!" Tim exclaimed. "I guess you missed me a lot."

"I did miss you, you look tired. How about you take a shower and I'll fix you some lunch." Suzanne suggested.

Tim looked at her and smiled. A second later, still holding her, he carried her to their bedroom. Suzanne gasped knowing what shape the bed was in, but there wasn't anything she could do about it. She was glad the drapes were drawn; their bedroom was dimly light. Tim carried her up to the bed and tossed her on top of the duvet. He stood over her and started to take his clothes off. Suzanne sat up and said, "Let me sweetheart." As she pushed his hands away and started to strip him.

It took a few minutes and when he was naked, Suzanne lie back on the bed and spread her legs. "Take me Tim." She cooed giving little to no thought of any cum coating the inside of her pussy!

"Shouldn't we pull back the covers?" He asked

"No I want you now and I can wash them after." Suzanne groaned and pulled him down on top of her. Tim kissed his wife passionately. Suzanne accepted his tongue and hugged him tightly. Tim kissed and caressed her face, his hands drifting down to her ample breasts. Suzanne groaned but it wasn't because she was aroused, it was more from pain after Darius mauled them only an hour ago. Suzanne knew if she let Tim see her with the lights on, he would surely notice.

Suzanne decided to take things into her own hands, before her dalliance with Darius would be discovered. She wrapped her leg around Tim's legs and quickly rolled him over, putting herself on top. She kissed his face while working her hands down his body.

Suzanne heard him moan as she reached back and started to stroke his cock. She smiled when she looked up at his face, his mouth open and his eyes closed. Suzanne's tongue traced around his navel slowly moving down, until the tip of her tongue brushed his cock.

For the next few moments, Suzanne made love to his rock-hard cock. She couldn't help but notice the difference after doing this exact same thing only just over an hour ago. Suzanne had no problem taking Tim's cock down her throat. Tim's cock was respectably long about six inches however thin in comparison to Darius's.

Suzanne was praying that if she did a good enough job, Tim would fall asleep.

All that would have been fine, but before she could finish, Tim grabbed her head and pulled her up his body. As soon as her face was beside his, he pushed his legs wide, forcing Suzanne's legs apart. A second later, he drove his cock deep inside her.

Suzanne squealed as his cock slipped easily inside her. She was surprised when he stopped as soon as he bottomed out.

"Wow you really were anxious to see me. I can't remember you ever being this wet before." Tim whispered into her ear.

Suzanne gasped, but instead of answering, she pulled up a bit and pounded back down on his cock. For the next several minutes, Suzanne cowgirled up and down taking him as deep as she could get him. All she wanted to do was to orgasm on her husband's cock. She needed him to make her cum. She fucked him like a mad woman but nothing she did would satisfy her needs. All she was doing, was frustrating herself. It wasn't until she heard Tim grunt that she realized he had climaxed. Suzanne moaned in frustration as she felt Tim's cock slowly deflate and slip out of her dripping pussy.

Suzanne collapsed on top of him, panting, covered in sweat she inhaled. She could feel Tim trembling from his orgasm as she slipped off his body and lay next to him. A few minutes later, she heard him snoring.

Slipping out of bed she walked out of the bedroom shutting the door behind her. For the next little while she eliminated any trace of Darius's visit. Finally satisfied everything was back in place, she slipped into bed beside him.

The next few days for Suzanne was sheer torture. Every ring of the phone, every noise had her jumping. Her mind praying Darius would stay away. By the end of the week and no sign of Darius she began to relax. Tim was around all the time and very passionate. Twice he fucked her three times in one day. She loved all the attention, but each time, in the back of her head, as his hips thrust into her she, couldn't stop comparing Tim to Darius. It wasn't that she wasn't climaxing, it was more like she wasn't orgasming. What was once good, wasn't enough now.

Suzanne wanted to be taken, to be consumed. She hinted a few times for Tim to take charge, but he didn't pick up on it or chose to ignore it. By the end of the first week, things settled down to their normal life. That meaning once a week or the Saturday night special as she liked to call it!

Tim went back to working at the casino and life returned to normal, kinda. Suzanne was teaching, and Darius was nowhere to be found. As the days passed, Suzanne's mind kept drifting back to that night with Darius. How he stripped her naked on the drive home. How he completely dominated her, and fucked her until just before Tim arrived. Gone was the fear that consumed her at the time. All that was left was the excitement that was now embellished by her fantasies.

Last night was the worse. Tim came home from a long day at work. He was exhausted. He had just spent sixteen hours in meetings and planning the casino's next expansion. Suzanne on the other hand had spent the day, fantasizing about Darius. By the time Tim walked in the door, Suzanne literally attacked him. Tim tried to match her passion, but minutes after they hit the bed naked, he passed out sound asleep. Suzanne was once again left unfulfilled and craving to be fucked.

Suzanne slipped out of bed and down the hall. She grabbed her vibrator and walked into the office. For the next two hours, she surfed numerous porn sights, while pounding her pussy to orgasm after orgasm. After the first thirty minutes or so, all her searches ended up with strong black men, dominating women. The more degrading, the harder she came. When she finally slipped back into bed with Tim, her body was exhausted and her pussy sore. She buried her face into the pillow and slipped off into a deep sleep, wishing it was Darius's scent filling her nostrils.

Suzanne tried not to think about that night with Darius, but even at school, the thoughts came back every time she saw Daniella, Darius's niece. She even caught herself watching the door to the classroom at the end of each day wondering if Darius would pick her up.

Every day after school, Suzanne would rush home, even on occasion taking her clothes off on the way. Anything to recapture the raw emotions she felt on Darius's last visit.

It wasn't until the following Friday when on the way home, Suzanne stopped at the grocery store. Tim was working late again, and she needed to pick up something for dinner. She was browsing the vegetables, admiring the large green cucumbers, when she felt something behind her. She spun around, and right in front of her was Darius. He was so close she could feel the heat radiating off his body. It spite of her best efforts, her knees grew weak and to stay upright, she leaned against the cooler holding the produce.

Darius smiled down at her, his bright white teeth gleaming. He reached around her his strong black arm brushing her shoulder. Suzanne gasped and felt her pussy react. She could feel the moisture filling her core.

As Darius leaned in whispering in her ear, "This is closer." As he held up an enormous cucumber right in front of her face. Suzanne was panting, her body trembling, and all coherent thoughts vanished from her mind. All she could see and think of was the enormous cucumber in his hand.

Suzanne was mesmerized by his presence and didn't even notice his hand sliding up her chest and grabbing her right breast. When he pinched her nipple, her body jumped as she struggled to keep from having an orgasm right there in the produce aisle.

Darius released her breast and stepped away. "Miss me teach!" He asked.

Suzanne couldn't speak, her body was on fire. At that moment her mind and body were at war. Her mind praying he wouldn't throw her down and fuck her right there in the store, and her body, praying he would.

She managed to squeak out, "Please I've got to go." As she tried to slip past the dominating teen. She managed to take a step, maybe two, when she felt his hand on the ass. Not a light touch, or even a pat, it was a grab of possession. One that left no doubt she was his possession. Suzanne moaned and tried to keep moving, but her legs refused her mind's orders to walk. She stood there frozen in space, knowing she was surrendering to him.

A second later, she felt him lean in next to her whispering, "If you want it, you have to beg." His words rang in her ears, sending a shiver up and down her spine Unable to move or speak, she stood there and watched as Darius laughed and walked away.

Suzanne stood motionless, before she realized where she was. She looked around her and noticed a few women staring at her still holding the enormous cucumber. Quickly dropping it into her basket, she rushed away and practically ran to the cashier.

Suzanne's hands were shaking so bad she had trouble paying for the few things in her basket. The clerk staring at her with a stupid grin on his face. Suzanne thought she might have recognized him as a former student, but that was the last thing she needed right now, and rushed out of the store without saying a word.

The rest of the weekend flew by. Suzanne and Tim hardly spoke, and because of it, her head was filled with thoughts of what happened at the store and Darius's words. They filled her mind, over and over and each time a little louder.

Monday, Suzanne was glad to go to school. Teaching gave her something to think about other than Darius. Her mind was no longer consumed with the dominate teen and she was glad to be with the kids again. At 8:30 the morning bell rang, and students started to pile into the room. Suzanne stood in her normal place, just inside the door, greeting all her kids.

Then it happened, Daniella walked through the door, holding Darius' hand. Suzanne's breath caught in her throat, her body trembled and her knees grew weak. She greeted Daniella, her voice sounding more like a child instead of her normal strong and confident one.

She looked up at Darius's face and his possessive smile, and licked her lips. Her mind drifting back to when she had his cock buried down her throat.

G-G-Good morning D-D-Darius." She stuttered, her head dropping. She gasped when her eyes locked onto his tight spandex shorts that did nothing to hide his cock. All her efforts to get Darius out of her mind disappeared as her body trembled in his presence.

"May I speak to you for a moment Mrs. McNeeley?" He asked his deep voice resonating in her chest.

"O-Of course, Darius." She answered and followed him out into the hall. As soon as they stepped into the hall, the bell rang to start class. Darius was now standing very close to her in an abandoned hall. His large frame dwarfing her. She trembled both in fear and excitement when he leaned in whispering in her ear. "You have to beg me naked now." He said and walked away.

Suzanne stood there in shock. It took Suzanne a while to calm her mind and body down, and put this morning out of her head. The afternoon went quite well in fact. But the closer it was to the last bell, the more her mind's thoughts drifted back to Darius.

The rest of the week was a roller coaster ride. Suzanne tried to concentrate on anything but Darius, but it seemed like every time she turned around, he was there. She passed him walking down the street on her way home. When he picked up Daniella at the end of the day. He was even at the gas station when she stopped to get gas. He was even at a pub on the other side of town when she and Tim went out to eat. Each time he managed to get her alone for a few moments and flaunted his dominance over her. He never did or say anything that anyone could hear or think was too much out of the ordinary, but each time it left Suzanne flustered and flushed with arousal. By the end of the week, she was a basket case. Her body was constantly aroused and her mind filled with thoughts of his demands to be naked and begging to be taken.

Suzanne arrived at home on Friday. She had again run into Darius when he arrived to pick up his niece. He didn't even speak to her. His presence alone was enough to drive her crazy. When she walked into her home, she was surprised when Tim stepped out of their bedroom carrying a suitcase.

"Tim, where are you going?" She said her voice trembling slightly. Half of her wanting to beg him to stay and protect her from herself, the other praying he would leave and let her have her fantasy.

"I have to go back east again. They had a problem with the new software and I have to fix it. I'm sorry sweetheart. I should only be a week or so." He said and kissed her on the cheek as he walked out the door to his Uber ride.

Standing in the doorway she watched him get in the car and leave. Her body shaking with excitement at what she knew she wouldn't be able to resist. She slowly shut the door and walked into the kitchen.

The next couple days Suzanne stayed at home, trying to control her urges. With Tim un-expectantly leaving again taking her by surprise. The last thing she needed right now was to be left alone. Each day she flip flopped from praying she didn't see Darius, to praying he would show up at her door. She knew she wouldn't be able to resist him if did.

Monday Suzanne walked into her school. On her drive there, she kept her eyes peeled looking for the dominate teen. When the starting bell rang and her students filed in, Daniella was alone. Suzanne exhaled, her mind was both relieved and saddened.

The rest of her day was pretty normal. Her kids listened and no major interruptions. When time came for the final bell, she caught herself watching the clock. When he didn't show she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

It was on the way home when she spotted him, standing just outside the faculty parking lot. Gulping at the sight, she slowly got in her car and headed for the exit. She prayed that there wouldn't be any traffic so she could pull out, but no such luck. When she pulled to the exit, there was an accident down the street and no one was moving.

Suzanne pulled to the entrance and two other cars pulled in behind her. She was now trapped with Darius standing only a few feet away. She tried to look anywhere else but at him. She didn't want him to see how much he affected her. It was a losing battle. In spite of her best efforts her eyes drifted to his.

Darius's eyes bore into her soul and Suzanne could feel herself melt. She glanced into her mirror and saw three of her colleagues behind her. If Darius got into her car her career would be over. She looked at him with a panicked expression. Without saying a word, she pleaded with him. She watched him take a step closer to her and her body started to tremble. 'Oh god noooo! He can't be coming over.' Shot through her brain.

But Darius didn't walk up to her car, but walked past it smiling down at her as he did. Without drawing any attention, he quietly stated, "Baker Park. 1 hour. Naked." And walked down the road, leaving Suzanne gasping.

It took Suzanne almost twenty minutes to get out of the parking lot and away from school. She knew where Baker Park was, she had been there many times with her classes. It was a fairly large park with picnic pavilions, swings, ball fields, and trails. When she was far enough away from school she was fairly certain no one would recognize her, she pulled off to the side and parked her car.

Suzanne turned off the ignition and sat there for a few minutes. Her hands shaking and her body aroused. Darius's words still ringing in her ears, "Baker Park. 1 hour. Naked." 'I can't do this, I can't!' she thought. 'If I do this he will own me. If I show up naked I may never get away. Do I really want this?' All these thoughts were swirling around in her head. Every time she heard his words her body trembled and her pussy juiced a little more. Suzanne looked at the time, it had been almost 50 minutes. The park was about five minutes away, but in the opposite direction of her home. If she turned right she would go home and hopefully save her marriage. If she turned left...

Suzanne pushed the button, started the car, and drove up to the light. When it turned green, she turned.

Suzanne pulled into Baker Park about five minutes later. Her mind and body still debating the decision. In her mind she knew she was jeopardizing her marriage, but her body overruled her common sense and she had made the left. There was a parking lot off to the immediate right and another a ways down the road. She decided to go as far as she could to minimize her exposure. Deep down she couldn't believe she was actually going to do this.

Parking the car, she sat there for a few seconds trying to calm her nerves, or was it her excitement? She wasn't sure which it was, but now she was here, did she have the courage to follow through and actually crawl up to Darius, a student, naked and beg him to take her? As she sat there and thought about it, her body took charge and kicked off her shoes. Next her hands started to unbutton her dress. A couple minutes later, she sat in her car, naked, and about to go looking for Darius.

At that moment, it hit her. She had no idea of where Darius was in this huge park. He could be anywhere. Suzanne scanned the distance, praying she would see Darius or at least some sign. Did she risk dressing and looking for him? Would he punish her if he found her dressed? Or did she risk searching the park naked? Suzanne sat there trying to decide, but once again, her body took charge and opened the door. Before her mind could catch up, she was standing beside her car, naked!

Suzanne looked inside her car at her clothes sitting on the passenger seat. She wanted to reach in and grab them. But a second later, her body shook as the situation hit her and her knees almost collapsed. She held onto the side of the car to remain standing.

She quickly looked around praying no one was around, and breathed a sigh of relief when she didn't see anyone. "Oh god there's no one around. Where's Darius?" she said out loud.

Knowing she needed to find cover, she took off running for the nearest trail. Suzanne tried to sprint, but after a few yards she had to grab her large tits to keep them from bouncing all over the place. The further she ran, the more excited she was. Just running away from her clothes naked was enough to almost make her cum. By the time she made the woods and cover, she collapsed to her knees and buried her fingers in her dripping pussy, her body needing to cum to function. Seconds later, a loud moan escaped from somewhere deep inside her as her body exploded sending wave after wave of electricity to every cell in her body. Her legs giving way and falling to the ground writhing in the soft grass. Her mind and body completely consumed by the orgasm. In Suzanne's mind, this soul consuming orgasm was because of Darius and his control. Her mind not thinking rationally. She had no idea how long she lay in the grass recovering from the orgasm. It wasn't until she heard something, that she opened her eyes. Standing above her, blotting out the canopy of trees above her, was Darius. Holding his phone and pointing it at her.

Suzanne looked away, she knew there was no way she could ever explain the video. The video that in all probability showed her stripping in her car, get out and run to the woods to masturbate and orgasm in public. Struggling to her knees, she looked up at his impressive frame. For a few seconds, it could have been Derrick standing there, but her mind cleared and there was Darius standing over her.

"I never would have thought you were such a slut, Ms. McNeeley?" Darius laughed.

"Please Darius don't do this. Please turn it off." Suzanne pleaded.

Darius didn't say a word. Just looked down at the naked teacher kneeling at his feet. Suzanne looked up at him, her eyes locked on his. She tried to look away, but couldn't tear them away. It was his condescending look, the one that said she was his that finally broke the silence. She knew what she had to do.

"P-P-Please Darius," she stuttered. Her voice sounding more like a little girl's voice instead of a teacher.

Darius still was silent. His smile curling into a scowl. Suzanne shivered at the thought of pissing him off. Tried to speak again. "P-Please Darius, I need you." She said as a wave of shame filled her body. Suzanne knew she was past the point of no return. She had done as he demanded, naked on her knees and begging to be taken.

Suzanne slowly raised her head and looked at the massive teen above her. Darius's expression didn't change. He looked down at her not saying word. Her body trembling and her skin tingling she slowly dropped her head and spoke. "Please Darius, this slut needs you to fuck her." She begged, her pussy pulsing at her shame.

Darius was looking down at her, still not saying a word. Suzanne knelt there panting and blushing. She prayed that Darius wouldn't push her further but she was getting desperate. She was kneeling naked in a public park. Begging a student to take her and fuck her. But all he would do was stare at her smiling and pointing his phone at her recording her degrading herself and begging him. Panicking she looked over her shoulder to see if anyone was around. She noticed a couple more cars pulling into the parking lot and heading towards where she parked her car. Knowing she wouldn't be able to dress until her master gave her permission, she dropped her head and kissed his trainers.

"Please...(kiss) Master...(kiss) I'm...(kiss) begging...(kiss) you...(kiss), let...(kiss) me...(kiss) please...(kiss) you...(kiss)?" Suzanne capitulated and gave up any remaining dignity and prayed it would be enough.

"Very good my slut teacher. I see you finally know your place." He gloated. "Now get up here and suck my cock!" He demanded.

Suzanne again looked back over her shoulder. The two cars had parked and now there were six young men heading towards the woods.

"PAY ATTENTION SLUT, PAY NO MIND TO THEM!" Darius yelled.

Suzanne's head snapped back to the cock now right in front of her face. "Y-Y-Yes M-Master." She stuttered as she opened her mouth and licked the plum shaped head, lavishing her tongue all over it. With every lick and every millimetre filling her mouth sent shivers down her spine. She was about to be caught sucking a large black student, naked in the park. She pulled off his cock and pleaded, "Please Master, not here, take me anywhere, please."

Darius took his hand and grabbed a handful of her hair. He tilted her head to look directly at him and growled, "You can get up at any time and run away. I'm not stopping you. I haven't threatened you or even said the word blackmail. You are here because you need me. You need my control. I own you and you know it. Don't want to be caught? GO! LEAVE! OR SUCK MY COCK SLUT!" He shouted.

Suzanne cringed and wanted to run away, but instead, she leaned forward and took his cock into her mouth.

"That's my good slut," Darius cooed as his hand was now caressing the side of her face. She blushed as it felt like he was petting her like he would a pet. She could hear the young men walking right for them, but she didn't stop. She prayed her Master would save her and protect her.

"Hey guys, you're right on time." Darius called out while still stroking her face. Suzanne's breath caught when she heard his words. Darius knew she would be here and invited his friends. Her first thoughts were if she had any of them when they were in first grade.

"Darius, you stud! We're impressed. You said you would have Ms. McNeeley naked on her knees and sucking your cock and here she is." A voice came from behind her. Hearing her name, she now knew her prayed for anonymity was gone. A second later, the blood drained from her head and she almost passed out. The only thing keeping her from falling was the cock in her mouth and Darius's hands. She groaned and closed her eyes. She was caught and there was no way out but to keep sucking her Master's cock and please him. He was in control and what happened from now on was his decision.

Before she could regain her senses, Darius gathered her hair in his fist and pulled her off his cock. Using her hair as a leash, he led her down the path deeper into the woods. Suzanne struggled to keep up with him as she was bent double and could only look down at the ground. Looking to either side was impossible. She knew her ass and pussy were in plain view to the boys following behind her. What was worse, the further they went down the path, the farther they were from her car and her clothing. All she could do was to try not to trip until her Master released her.

They continued down the path for a while when suddenly they turned to the right and off the path. The going was tougher here and her legs were getting scratched from the brush and branches. A few minutes later, they burst out into a small clearing. At the center were a few logs arranged like benches surrounding a small black circle of ashes and partially burn logs. Suzanne looked around and felt a rush go through her. She was a long way from her clothes and now surrounded by six young men and her Master. Not knowing what else to do, she dropped to her knees, and looked up at her Master.

She could hear the young men talking but didn't understand what they were saying. Her mind confused and her body about to explode. Derrick had never exposed her like this before. Plus, other than being embarrassed she really didn't have anything to lose back then. Now this was on another plateau. At this moment her life, marriage, and livelihood were threatened. She looked around to see if there was any way she could run and escape, but she was indeed surrounded. Until her Master said, she was trapped.

Suzanne stayed on her knees, sucking Darius's cock, she could only see a couple of the boys surrounding her, but she knew all six were nearby. Realizing that the damage was already done, she closed her eyes and concentrated on the massive cock filling her throat. It wasn't long before she felt Darius grab the sides of her head and take control. Even though she was already helpless, naked and on her knees before several students, when Darius grabbed her head, the feeling magnified. Her entire being was literally in his hands.

It didn't take him long to use his control to shove his cock deeper into her already stretched mouth. With each stroke pushing her deeper onto his sword. Suzanne tried to relax her throat and not gag, but in spite of her best efforts, she still retched when he finally pushed her nose into his pubes. After bottoming out the first time, Darius began to use her mouth as he would her cunt, only now it was her phlegm spewing out of her mouth instead of cum.

When Darius finally stopped, Suzanne's entire chest was coated with her spittle and dripping off her nipples. Suzanne collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath and coughing. When she opened her eyes, there were six cocks all at full mast surrounding her. Darius was standing off to the side, slowly stroking his cock.

Suzanne looked at him and wanted to crawl over to him. Looking up at his face, she pleaded with her eyes for him to step in, but deep inside her she knew, this is what he wanted. Slowly rising to her knees, she turned to the nearest cock and opened her mouth. She really didn't have much choice, already she could hear more cars pull into the parking lots only fifty yards and a few bushes and trees away.

Again, it was seconds before the young man took charge and grabbed her ears. Soon, like Darius, he was fucking her mouth. At least he wasn't as massive but still his cock went deep into her throat. Suzanne struggled to breath as her face and throat was constantly filled with his cock.

Suzanne felt his cock swell and got ready to swallow his load, when he grabbed her head with his left hand and stroked his cock with his right. In seconds his cock exploded and painted her face with his goo. Suzanne blushed down to her tits as the humiliation of everything really hit her. She dropped to her hands and knees gasping for breath and praying this wasn't happening, when a cock was shoved deep inside her pussy.

Suzanne raised her head, her cum covered face was now in plain view. Opening her eyes and right in front of her was her Master with his ever-present phone pointed at her. A second later, her body erupted as a massive orgasm consumed her cunt and shot out to her extremities. She heard the laughter surrounding her as the boys spewed insults at the cum covered teacher orgasming naked in the park.

Suzanne wasn't given much chance to recuperate as the cock buried in her cunt pulled out and spewed his seed all over her back. Suzanne moaned as her head was pulled up and another cock was shoved into her mouth once again. On and on it went, blow job and facial, followed by a fuck and painting her ass and back. She only knew it was over when she heard the six young men walk away, leaving her lying in the dirt covered with their goo.

Suzanne looked up at Darius, his big smile partially covered with his phone. She couldn't speak, her throat raw from the pounding. Suzanne slowly rose to her hands and knees and crawled to Darius's legs and waited. She didn't know what to do. There were lots of people out in the clearing only a few yards away. She had no way to get to her car without being seen.

"Please Master, help me?" She pleaded.

Darius didn't say a word, but slipped off his wife beater undershirt and tossed it to her. Suzanne nodded and slipped it over her head. When she slowly stood and looked at herself, she cringed. The large arm holes left half her tits exposed, and the bottom barely covered her ass. But at least she was somewhat covered.

She started to use the shirt to wipe her face, but Darius only shook his head. Suzanne nodded and turned to head for her car. She knew he was done with her.

Chapter 4

Suzanne woke up the next morning. Her body ached and her face still crusted with dried cum. She slowly walked into her bathroom and looked in the mirror. She was still wearing Darius’s wife beater, her right breast sticking out of the arm hole. A tear ran down her cheek as her mind drifted back to yesterday. She had voluntarily driven to a park, stripped off her clothes, crawled up to Darius and begged to be used and fucked. Not only that but six of his friends had used her mouth and pussy, painting her body with their seed.

She grabbed the shirt and started to pull it over her head. She could feel it stick to her body from her bukkake. Knowing she had to be at work today, she turned on the shower and stepped inside. Suzanne didn’t know how she manage to get to work. Her mind wondering how long before word spread of her adventure in the park.

The next few days nothing happened. There was no sign of Darius or the other boys she had serviced. She was still very paranoid and jumped when anyone entered her room. By the end of the week she started to calm down. She still kept her eyes open but even driving home she didn’t see Darius.

As the days passed Suzanne’s nerves calmed and she started to feel more normal. She was still on guard but everything at school was pretty much as usual. That was until there was an assembly in the auditorium. The entire school was all gathered as the principal walked up on stage. Suzanne stood off to the side watching her kids and making sure they behaved. First graders had very short attention spans.

“Good morning students!” The principal called out.

“GOOD MORNING MR DAVIS.” The entire audience answered.

“I’ve called you here this morning to introduce you to a new program we are starting today. Our high school for years has participated in a mentoring program for the middle school students. You may ask what is a mentoring program, it’s this. Starting today there will be high school seniors assigned to each class. They will assist the teachers, and more importantly they will be there to help you.” Mr. Davis explained.

“Now it won’t be the same student every day, but there will be a team assigned and they will rotate from day to day. That way you can get to know them and feel comfortable talking with them.” He continued.

Suzanne stood there listening to the announcement and figured that the mentors would be for the older students. She simply made sure her kids stayed quiet.

“Now I want to introduce a few of the new mentors that you will be seeing around school. This afternoon I’ll be sending your teachers the list of who will be assigned to their class. I want you to give a warm welcome to this year’s new mentors.” Mr. Davis beamed and waved his hand to the edge of the stage. A few seconds later a long line of high school seniors started to fill the stage behind Mr. Davis.

Suzanne watched as the line of students walked across the stage. As she figured the first several were girls, some dressed in cheerleading outfits, other just in the standard school uniform. Then a few boys joined the girls. Suzanne felt her body start to shiver as goose bumps went up her spine. She watched intently as boy after boy walked out.

Then it happened, Darius was one of the boys. Suzanne’s knees almost buckled at the sight of him walking across the stage. Suzanne’s body immediately started to get aroused as he took his place near the middle of the stage.

She looked away from Darius and watched to see if any of the other boys who had used her were also in the program. If it was only Darius she could probably survive. But then one, then two, then three then all six of the boys who had used her in the park stepped onto the stage. Suzanne was about to panic. These boys, at least some of them would be in her school every day. Suzanne looked back at Darius and he was looking directly at her. His expression and especially his eyes looked deep inside her and she knew she would be unable to resist him and anything he demanded.

The assembly was soon dismissed and Suzanne quickly ushered her class back to her room. She tried to teach but her mind was centered on who would be assigned. It was about an hour later when there was a knock at her door. She told the class to be quiet and opened it.

As soon as the door opened wide, there stood Darius and the six other boys. Suzanne froze, she couldn’t move or speak. It wasn’t until Darius handed her a piece of paper that she finally managed to move.

Suzanne took the paper and opened it.

Ms. McNeeley,

I would like to introduce your new mentors. Darius, Tom, Adam, Martin, Steve, Michael, and Stuart. Please introduce them to your class and have them observe for the rest of the day.

Mr. Davis.

Suzanne slowly moved away from her door and let the seven young men inside her class. She was visibly trembling when Darius leaned in next to her and whispered.

“Calm down slut, nothing will happen unless you want it.”

Suzanne nodded and turned to her students.

“Listen up class, these fine young men have been assigned to our class. They will be assisting me as well as helping out where ever they are needed.” She announced.

For the next few minutes, the boys and the class introduced themselves. Then the boys moved to the rear of the class and sat down. Suzanne opened her book and started to teach again. For the next hour or so things went pretty normal, until Suzanne dismissed her class to lunch. As soon as the last student left and one of the boys led them to the lunch room, Darius shut the door and pulled the curtain.

Suzanne was now alone in the room, with six young men who only a week or so ago had fucked her over and over. She tried to remain calm but her body refused to obey her mind. Her pussy was pulsing and soaking her panties. She glanced down her chest and saw her nipples poking through her blouse.

The silence was deafening as no one spoke. Suzanne stood looking like a little girl awaiting her punishment. Finally she couldn’t stand it and spoke.

“Please not here.” She whispered.

What do you mean, not here?” Darius answered.

“I can’t do anything in school. Please.” She pleaded.

“Slut, I told you nothing would happen you don’t want to happen.” Darius said as he stepped up and stood directly in front of her.

Suzanne was panting now, her body flushed and trembling. “Darius I can’t.” She again tried to beg.

“You can’t what slut?” Darius demanded.

“I can’t do it now. After school please.” She answered not looking at him, but staring at the floor.

“So you’re telling me you want to do something? Look at you, your nipples are about to rip open you blouse. I can smell your pussy and you can’t even look at me.” He barked.

Suzanne felt the world close in around her as the remaining boys moved and surrounding her. The closer they were the more her body reacted. When Darius reached out and touched her left breast, her legs gave way and she dropped to her knees.

“Oh god please!” She groaned.

“Please what slut? I didn’t tell you to do a thing and now you’re on your knees begging, but what are you begging for? Slut!” Darius crowed as Suzanne hands went to her tits, massaging them and moaning.

“Please Master I will obey.” She finally surrendered.

“Listen slut, my cousin is in this class, nothing will happen in here. However I think you should show how much you want to be a good slut.” Darius spoke as if he were talking to a small child.

“Yes Master anything. Just tell me what you want.” Suzanne’s mind had now joined her body craving her Master’s attention.

“That’s up to you slut. You have about thirty minutes to show how much you want to please me. My boys and I are going to lunch. We will return with your class. When we get back you will show us or give us something to tell us how good a slut you will be.” He announced, turned and walked out of the classroom followed by the five other boys.

Suzanne was left kneeling on the floor. Her body still trembling and her mind confused. ‘What does he want? What can I do to please him? I can’t do anything in class.’ She tried to clear her head and think of something.

She knew that she had already pushed things by kneeling on the floor surrounded by the senior boys. The classroom cameras were always on. She could have already given cause to fire her if anyone saw it or looked back and found it. Luckily the security team were usually in the lunch room watching the kids instead of watching the monitors.

Suzanne sat at her desk, her mind trying to figure out what to do. At first she thought about not doing anything. Darius told her nothing would happen unless she wanted it. She didn’t have to do a thing. But that thought didn’t last long. Her body was too wound up and it craved her Master.

Now it was what she could do to show her submission to her Master. She thought about his last words, “When we get back you will show us or give us something to tell us how good a slut you will be.”

She knew she couldn’t do anything with a classroom filled with first graders, but what could she give him? Suzanne looked up at the clock. There was about ten minutes before the class and Darius returned. If she was to do something it had to be now. Taking a deep breath, she walked to the door and out into the hall. Looking up and down the deserted hall she turned and headed for the girl’s room a few doors down the hall.

Normally she would have gone to the faculty restroom, but she knew there would be several teachers in there. The girl’s room was her only option for what she had planned. Suzanne walked in the room and into a stall. One thing about elementary restrooms, the toilets were smaller for the kids. She opened her pants, sat down, and removed her shoes. With shaking hands she took off her pants, panties, and panty hose. Before she put her pants back on, her fingers drifted to her needy pussy and stroked her clit. As soon as her finger touched it, she gasped out loud. A second later she had two fingers buried in her dripping cunt and a thumb stroking her clit. She needed to get off as her body was on a razors edge. But just before her climax, she heard a couple little voices. Quickly pulling up her pants and grabbing her panties and panty hose off the floor, she stood gasping and trying to regain her composure. It took a couple minutes before she was able to think straight and started to open the stall, when she stopped.

‘Would this be enough? What if it wasn’t?’ She thought. Stopping and thinking for a second, she reached behind her and unclasped her bar. Doing the normal woman thing, she pulled her bra through her sleeve, bunched it and her panties together, she shoved them into her purse and left the stall. The two girls shocked faces caused her to blush as she worked to straighten her clothes and wash her hands.

Suzanne just made it back to her room when the bell rang to end lunch. She jumped as it rang and stood just inside the door waiting for Darius, his friends, and the class to return. A few minutes later the kids came rushing in laughing and talking about the new mentors.

Suzanne, trying to keep control over her breathing and still very aroused body, walked to her desk and opened her purse. Just then the senior boys started to walk in, each looking at her with a knowing smile on their faces. Finally Darius strolled in, looking like he owned the room, which of course he did in Suzanne’s eyes.

Suzanne tried to look normal but when Darius looked into her eyes, she dropped her eyes to the floor, unable to look her Master in the eyes.

Darius followed the other boys to the back of the room and sat down. His eyes never leaving the submissive teacher. Suzanne finally looked back and moaned quietly as his expression told her what she needed to do.

She grabbed a stack of papers and explained to the class that she wanted them to answer the questions. She then handed the front row of kids the papers to pass back to the kids behind them. A minute or so later, all the kid’s concentration was on the paper. Now was her opportunity, she reached into her purse, balled up her panties, hose, and bra and walked to the rear of the class. When she was standing in front of her Master, she lowered her head and handed him her underwear.

Glancing up at his face, she saw his smile of ownership and quietly moaned. Darius opened his hand and held up Suzanne’s bra and panties for the other boys to see. Suzanne almost collapsed as the humiliation hit her like a stack of bricks to her head. She quickly turned and staggered back to her desk, thinking she had just sealed her fate. She would never be able to refuse Darius or any of those six boys again.

The rest of the day went quickly. Suzanne manage to teach her kids effectively. The boys and Darius helped out whenever they could not mention anything about her submission. There were no looks, snide remarks, touching or anything inappropriate. By the end of the day she was relaxed and under control. But that ended with the bell to end the last class.

Suzanne almost jumped out of her skin when the bell rang. Her student laughing at her reaction. A minute later, her room was deserted except for Darius and the six senior boys. She didn’t say a word as she just stood by the door looking at the floor. Her mind was spinning at what they would make her do, but instead the six boys said good bye and left, leaving her and her Master alone in the room.

“I was pleased with your offering after lunch slut. It told me you are willing to be trained.” Darius said.

“Please Master can we leave?” She asked her voice quivering.

“You can leave at any time. I just have one question. When is you husband coming home?”

“He’s due in tonight. I think his plane arrives around 8. I expect him around 9.” Suzanne answered.

“Perfect, it’s 3:30 now, I want you to go home, strip, and wait by the door on your knees.” Darius said and walked out the door. Suzanne didn’t have a chance to say a word. Not knowing what was going to happen, she grabbed her purse and walked out of the room and headed out to her car.

The trip home was quick and uneventful. Suzanne’s mind wasn’t on driving but what her Master had in mind. With Tim returning tonight, it was going to be difficult to not be discovered. She pulled her car in the garage and jumped out. She dropped her purse on the kitchen table and checked the mail and voice mail. She glanced at the clock and not knowing when her Master would arrive, quickly stripped and knelt just inside the front door. Now it was just a matter of waiting for either Darius to show up or for Tim to arrive. Either way she wasn’t moving. If it was Tim she would just say she was trying to seduce him. If it was her Master, she would do whatever he wanted.

It was almost an hour later and Suzanne’s knees were hurting. She tried to move around a bit to ease the pain but she stayed in position. She wanted to go look out the window but was afraid if she did, her Master would show up and catch her. Finally she saw the knob turn on the front door. Her body reacted immediately and goose bumps worked their way down her chest.

She watched the door slowly open and then there he was, her Adonis, her Master, standing in front of her in all his massive glory. She swooned as he smiled down at her. She wanted to crawl forward and kiss his feet and hug his legs. ‘God I can’t believe how he affects me. I love Tim but Master gives me what I crave.’

“Well slut, I see you can obey. You know you had a choice. You could have said no?” He said. “But deep down you’re a slut, a slave that craves to be controlled, controlled by a Master. Look at you. Naked on your knees, craving me to come by, even as your husband is on the way home. Willing to be my cum dump and take my cock in every one of your slut holes to share my spunk with your husband.” Darius smirked.

Suzanne cringed at his words. Tim would be home in a few hours and yes she would take his cock and cum wherever he wanted to put it. She blushed to her toes and nodded. “Yes Master.” She whispered.

Darius stepped in past the threshold and into the foyer. Suzanne’s attention was on him and didn’t notice at first when one by one the other six senior boys stepped in behind him. When she saw them she almost collapsed to the floor. Her neighbors knew she was a teacher. They also knew Tim was out of town. If any of them saw the seven young men walk into her house there would be no way to stop the rumors.”

It hit her that it wouldn’t be long until Tim found out and she would be put out in the street and lose her job.

“Please Master…” She started to say, but before she could continue, Darius pulled out his massive cock and smacked it across her face.

“Shut up slut, from now on you don’t speak. You only obey. Now look up at me.” He demanded.

Suzanne did as ordered, raised her head and looked her Master in the eyes. She watched as he pulled out a black leather collar from his pocket. He wrapped it around her neck and fastened it. Suzanne could feel the leather tighten around her neck and swooned. She didn’t see him pull out the small lock and click it into place. She was panting now her body completely out of control. When he clipped a leash to it and barked, “You are my bitch now and don’t forget it.” She couldn’t speak but simply nodded.

“Good bitch. Pets don’t speak they only bark, fuck and suck.” He added.

Suzanne almost climaxed right then. She was both consumed with lust and fear. Instead of speaking she quietly said, “Woof.”

The laughter rang in her ears as all seven of the young men cackled and gushed about what a fine pet she was.

Darius pulled the leash and headed up the stairs. Suzanne followed on her hands and knees knowing where he was taking her. The six seniors followed behind smacking her ass and probing her dripping cunt.

Darius pulled his new pet into Suzanne and Tim’s master bedroom. Suzanne panted as she knew that there was no going back now. He pointed to the bed and she obediently crawled up and stayed in position, her ass pointing at the boys now standing beside the bed. Darius climbed in and positioned himself with Suzanne between his legs.

“Now my pet, you will suck my cock while my friends make use of your slut holes. I expect you to make me proud and fuck them like it would be the last fuck of your life.” Darius ordered.

Suzanne dropped her head and kissed her Master’s cock. She licked the shaft and sucked his massive balls. She didn’t just suck his cock, she made love to it. Wanting to taste his essence and please her Master.

She had just taken his cock into her mouth when the first cock entered her pussy. She gasped but didn’t miss beat. The only thing on her mind was to obey and make him happy. Suzanne pushed her head down and swallowed about half of his ten inches, breeching her throat and gagging slightly. Pulling back she pushed forward again taking an additional two inches.

All the while the cock filling her cunt was pushing deeper and deeper into her birth canal until it pushed against her cervix. Suzanne was in another world. She was being fucked by a jackhammer from behind and sucking her Master’s cock down her throat. Her entire world had shrunk to the two holes being pummeled as her body rushed to what she knew would be her first orgasm.

Her first orgasm hit like a sledge hammer, her body convulsing and squeezing the cock buried in her cunt as it continued to pummel her from behind. Her throat gripping her Master’s cock and feeling it swell. She hardly noticed when both cocks exploded sending shot after shot of their seed down her gullet and deep inside her pussy.

She had no time to recover before two new cocks took position in front of her face and behind her ass. She didn’t care as the only thing on her mind was to fuck and suck each one like it was the last cocks she would ever see. If she had listened she would have heard the young men laughing and calling her a cum slut, whore, slave as they lined up for their turns.

Suzanne had no idea how long she was on her knees, she only knew that as soon as one cock finished another replaced it. It wasn’t long before her face was covered and her pussy was dripping like a faucet.

When she finally became aware of her body, she was now on top of one boy fucking his cock in her pussy, in front of her was another cock fucking her face, and Darius lining up his massive cock with her ass. When he pushed past her sphincter she screamed around the cock buried down her throat. The pain only multiplying the pleasure as she was completely consumed with lust.

Suzanne finally passed out after taking the fifth cock up her ass while fucking another. She had no idea how long she was out, but when she came to, Darius was sitting beside the bed and pointing his phone at her.

She groaned as her entire body was sore. She looked at her Master and whispered, “Did I please you Master?”

“Yes slut you made me proud. Now it almost 8:15 and I believe your hubby will be home soon. I’m guessing he’s gonna want some pussy tonight. You are not allowed to clean any of your slut holes. In fact I don’t want you to brush your teeth either. You are only allowed to eat any cum leaking out of your slut holes. So when you kiss him he’s going to taste cum, cum that came from your masters. Now go wash your face and get ready to please him.” Darius crowed as he knew he had just turned him into a cuckold.

It hit Suzanne hard, she had just fucked seven young studs over and over just before Tim was to arrive. She had no time to clean up and now her Master wanted her to kiss him with all their cum on her breath.

Darius got up and walked out of the room and down the stairs. Suzanne slowly got up and started to strip the bed. The bedding was covered with copious amounts of sperm. She wanted to go clean up, but her Master told her not to. It felt like a river was running down her leg. She slowly reached down and scooped up a finger full of her Masters’ seed and sucked it into her mouth. She knew she didn’t have much time, but with her pussy and ass leaking like sieves, she needed to at least stop the flow so she didn’t leak as much as she rushed around the house trying to hide any evidence of her master and his friends. Luckily they were only in the master bedroom. She grabbed the bedding and quickly took it down to the laundry room. Running back upstairs she grabbed clean linens from the closet and started to make the bed.

Then it hit her, the mattress had a huge wet spot, where their seed had soaked the sheets. With no time to let it dry, she grabbed a can of Fabreez and sprayed the spot. At least it wouldn’t smell of sex. Quickly putting the sheet on and finishing making the bed, she grabbed her phone and opened the windows.

Suzanne needed to dress and try to fix her hair and try to cover up any marks from the rough sex. She glanced at her phone and gasped.

Honey, the plane arrived early and I’m on my way home.

Was the text message on her phone. She glanced at the clock and it was just after 8:30. Now it was serious. She was still leaking profusely and the bedroom smelled like cum. She sprayed the room with air freshener and hurried to her closet. That was when she heard the car door slam outside their house.

Tim was home and she was a nervous wreck. ‘God I’m fucked, both literally and figuratively.’ She thought.

A second later, as she threw a dress over her head, the front door opened. Please lord don’t let him notice, she prayed. Suzanne quickly grabbed a pair of panties and slipped them up her still damp legs and rushed down stairs. All the while praying she didn’t miss anything.

“God, I missed you,” Tim yelled and pulled Suzanne into his arms and gave her a passionate kiss, driving his tongue deep into her mouth.

Suzanne was so startled by her husband’s greeting, and kiss she couldn’t speak for a minute. She stepped back as Tim gave her a strange look.

“I missed you too darling.” She tried to sound genuine.

“I can’t wait to sleep in my own bed, with you of course.” Tim gushed but sounded tired.

“I want you so bad.” Suzanne answered, but continued, “I started my period today. We can’t fuck but I’ll make sure you feel welcome.”

“Damn I have the worst luck.” He groaned. “I’ve been looking forward to making love to you for over a week.”

“Don’t worry darling, I can still make you happy.” She cooed and grabbed his hand pulling him up the stairs and to their bed.

Tim followed his lovey wife but when they got to their room he stopped. Honey, I’ve been on a plane for the last 14 hours. I really need a shower.”

“I’ve got a better idea,” Suzanne said, “you take off your clothes and I’ll be right back.” As she rushed to the on suite and started a bath. She added lots of bubbles and lit a few candles. Turning out the lights, she walked back out and pulled Tim into the bathroom and dropped her dress and panties. With the room only lit with candles, she hoped Tim wouldn’t notice any bruises. A few moments later, she had Tim in the bath with her arms wrapped around him.

They lay in the tub as Suzanne washed and caressed her husband. She was glad for the bath as it washed away most of the cum filling her body. When they got out, she took a towel and dried him. As she led him to the bed room thinking that she could suck him off and he would pass out, he said something that stopped her in her tracks.

“I thought you were on your period? I don’t see the string.”

Suzanne gasped she didn’t have a chance to insert a tampon and now she was caught. “I-I-I am just starting to flow and I haven’t put one in yet.” She tried to answer, but just one look on his face and she knew he didn’t believe her. She could see him thinking about their kiss and her taste and now that they were in the bedroom with better lighting he could see a couple bruises on her tits.

He didn’t say anything but walked to the bed, pulled down the blankets and crawled in. A second later he jumped up and yelled.

“THE BED’S WET. WHY IS THE BED WET?”

Sorry honey, I spilled a glass of water earlier. I tried to dry it but I guess I didn’t do a very good job.” She lied again. He had only been home less than an hour and she had lied twice, and she knew more lies were coming.

Tim pulled back the sheet and looked at the wet spot. He rubbed his hand over it and smelled his now wet hand.

“That’s not water I smell and that’s a big spot. What has been going on today? Did you fuck someone today? The day I come home?” Tim growled. He didn’t wait for an answer as he grabbed some clothes from the closet and stormed out of the room. A second later she heard the door to the garage slam.

Suzanne dropped to her knees, she knew that she had been caught. A minute later she heard the garage door open and a car pull out and speed up the street.

Suzanne didn’t know what to do. She broke down a cried. For the next several hours all she could do was cry.

The next day I woke and went to work. I was devastated about what had happened and what I had become. I know submitting to Darius was wrong, and I knew there was the possibility that Tim would find out, but my mind and body wouldn’t listen to what would happen if he did. Now reality hit and hit hard. I sat in my class well before classes were to start. I was still trying to figure out what would happen when Darius walked in.

I didn’t look at him, I just sat staring out into space. He walked over to me and put his hand on my shoulder. I looked up at him with tears in my eyes.

“I’m fucked.” Was all I could say.

“Yes, you were.” He chuckled.

“FUCK YOU!” I shouted, “Tim found out last night and left me. I’m fucked.” I explained.

He laughed again and at that moment I wanted to scratch his eyes out. He didn’t care about me or my life. It was then it hit me, I was nothing more than a slut, a common submissive slut for him to abuse. I started to get up and walk out of the classroom when he pushed me back in my seat.

“Sit down slut. It was only a matter of time before I would have made you tell him you’re mine. Now you’re going to teach this class, I will let you know when, where, and what I want you to do.” He growled.

I sat there in shock, “I can’t.” I whispered.

“You can and will. I own you and you know it. Now unless you want to get punished right here in your classroom with the camera capturing it all, you will do as I demand.” He finished and walked to the rear of the class and sat down.

I sat there in shock. I realized that he was right. He owned me now. Regardless of what Tim did, Darius was my master. I watched him sitting in the back of the room and felt my pussy start to leak. I don’t know what I hated more, my body’s reaction to my master, or my mind’s capitulation to him.

Chapter 5

I heard the bell ring and I slowly stood and walked to my door. The kids would be here in seconds. The rest of the day I was in a fog. I used the boys in the back to keep the kids busy, but deep down inside my guts were in a turmoil. At last the final bell rang and I stood by the door as the class emptied. I expected Darius to stop and demand I do something, but he and his friends just walked past me.

I stood there trembling. I didn’t know what to do. I must have stood there for five minutes before I gathered my things and drove home. I was so confused I’m surprised I didn’t wreck my car, but I made it home safely. I didn’t know what to expect when I walked in, but Tim wasn’t there and there was no sign he had been there since I left.

The next few days were shear hell. Tim never called, or showed up at the house. I tried to call, but he never picked up or returned my call. Darius also wasn’t around. His friends were there, but they said nothing. I don’t know what I expected to happen, but the suspense was overwhelming. I guess I expect to see divorce papers show up at any moment.

By Friday I was a basket case. Neither Tim nor Darius had shown up or even contacted me. I slowly drove home my life in the toilet and I didn’t care. When I turned down my street and saw Tim’s car in the drive, my heart leaped. I was both relieved and scared at what was about to happen. I decided to drop to my knees and beg for forgiveness.

I opened the front door to our house and stepped in. Tim was standing in the middle of the living room. I had never seen that expression on his face before. It was cold, no emotion, no love, nothing. I was trembling, I know I blushed down to my toes.

“Tim…” I started but he stopped me cold.

“Shut the fuck up!” He growled.

I stood there unable to move. I was frightened now. Tim was glaring at me and I felt so small. He didn’t say a word but pointed a remote at our TV. A second later a video started and there I was, doing a strip tease in front of a black man, in our living room. You couldn’t identify who the man was, but you could tell he was naked, his massive erection and legs clearly in view.

Tim fast forwarded and stopped the video. He pushed play again just as Darius demanded I fuck myself on his cock. We both watched as Darius pointed his cock at my pussy and I lowered myself on him.

“Please Tim stop it.” I pleaded.

“Oh no not yet. There’s a lot more.” He continued the video and we watched as I orgasmed all over the massive black cock. Tim fast forwarded again and again. Each time stopping with me fucking or sucking the black cock and begging to be his slave. Tim finally stopped with me at the park naked and fucking the six boys. Finally, he shut it off.

I dropped to my knees, I was crying hysterically and begging Tim to forgive me. I don’t know what I expected him to do, but I was devastated. I had no excuse, no defense. I had surrendered to my desires and broken my vows.

“Please Tim, I’m so sorry.”

“Shut up slut, I don’t want to hear another word. When I left here the other day, I was in shock. I couldn’t believe that you would do this. For the next day or so, I struggled with what I should do. I loved you, or at least I did. That was until I got an email and then another and another. Each one there was a video attached. It didn’t take much research to learn that you are fucking students in the system. Any love I had for you was ripped from my soul and all that’s left is scorn.” Tim growled. I know that my life was over. All he had to do was give those videos to the police and I would be forever ruined.

“I thought about just sending these disgusting videos to your school board and the police and let them deal with you. But then I thought about it. Was jail and being labeled a sex offender enough? I decided to let you decide. You can walk out of here with nothing and go to your master and surrender to him, or you can take your punishment and see what’s it like to spend time in jail.” He finished.

I knelt there in shock. I was totally taken off guard. I would leave with nothing and go to Darius’ house and beg for him to take me, or go to jail and god knows what would happen. There wasn’t really much choice. My marriage was over so staying wasn’t an option, neither was jail. I lowered my head and whispered.

“I will leave.”

“Louder slut!” He barked.

“I will leave with nothing.” I answered between sobs. I started to get up when Tim barked again.

“Not so fast. We have things to take care of first. When I said nothing, I meant nothing. I have some forms for you to sign. You will sign over everything to me. I want the car, the house, all bank account, your clothing, everything. You will leave with absolutely nothing. I’m sure a slut like you can figure out a way to pay for a hotel. Or maybe Darius will take you in.” He growled.

I was shocked. “Tim please, at least let me have some of my clothes, my personal stuff. I need some money to survive.” I was begging now.

“You heard the deal. It’s nothing or jail.” Tim spat looking at me like I was dirt. I dropped my head and nodded. Tim sneered at me, turned to the coffee table and opened a folder that I hadn’t noticed. Inside were several forms and a pen. I crawled over to the table and started to sign my life away.

It took me almost fifteen minutes to sign all the pages. At first, I tried to read each one, but Tim grew impatient.

“Just sign them all slut. You don’t deserve to read them.”

After that I signed document after document until I reached the end. When I finished, he gathered the forms, put them back in the folder and put them in his briefcase. He didn’t say a word. I slowly got to my feet, grabbed my purse and started for the door.

“Where are you going?” He barked.

“I’m leaving as you want.” I answered.

“Not like that you aren’t. You have nothing, not your purse, your clothes, money nothing. Now strip and drop the purse.” He continued.

My mouth dropped, “You can’t expect me to leave naked. I can’t walk down the street naked. Please at least give me something to wear and money for a cab.” I begged.

“Nope a slut like you deserves nothing. Now strip or go to jail.”

I was lost, I had no other choice. I dropped my purse on the floor and slowly removed my clothes. Once I was naked I again pleaded. “Please Tim, not like this. I’m begging you. At least give me something to wear.”

Tim’s expression told me everything I needed to know. “You want something to wear? Seeing as you’re a whore, I’ll make a deal with you. Crawl over here and bed to suck my cock. I know you are an accomplished cock sucker, and if you do a good enough job, I might let you cover your body.”

I was totally defeated. I started to crawl over to him, but he stopped me. “No whore, on your belly.” He demanded.

I dropped to my stomach and slithered over to his feet. “Please sir, let me suck your cock.” I whimpered.

“Not good enough whore. I want you to convince me to let your whore mouth the pleasure of sucking my cock.”

I couldn’t believe my ears. My Tim was gone. I had never heard him talk like this ever! He not only wanted to take everything, but also wanted to rip even my self-esteem away from me.

I looked up at him and spoke. “Please sir, let me suck your wonderful cock down my throat and drink you seed. Please sir I’m begging you to use this worthless whore to satisfy your every need.” I pleaded.

Tim didn’t say a word but simply opened his pant, and pulled out his cock. I expected it to be erect, but it wasn’t. He was so disgusted with me that begging didn’t excite him at all. I rose up from the floor and kissed his cock.

There was nothing erotic with what happened. I licked his cock and balls and finally got it erect. I sucked it in my mouth, but as soon as it entered, he took over. He grabbed my ears and fucked my face. I have no idea how long it lasted. It felt like forever before I felt his cock swell. By that time my chest was covered with my saliva and I was sweating. I was prepared to swallow his load, when he pulled his cock from my mouth and painted his cum all over my face. I was crying and gasping for air, but managed to speak. “thank you, sir, for using this whore. May I have something to wear and some money for a cab?”

He glared down at me and spat. “I’m not done yet whore.” He said as he grabbed his cock, pointed it at my body and pissed. I couldn’t believe this was happening. What was worse was what when through my mind as his warm piss covered my body. ‘I wish he was like this before. I would never have surrendered to Darius if he did.’ I cringed at the thought and my pussy pulsed.

I knelt there feeling as low as I could conceive, soaked in cum and piss, naked and now homeless. “Please sir, let me have something to wear?” I begged again. Tim looked down at me. His eyes dark and evil. He walked over to a bag sitting off to the side and tossed it to me. I opened it and inside was a skirt, if you could call it that, and a very small crop top.

I looked at the two garments, wearing them would almost be worse than going naked. The skirt was barely ten inches long, the crop top was short, thin and the front had WHORE emblazoned across the front. I nodded and slipped the top over my head. I struggled to get it on and over my tits. It was so tight, it pushed my tits together giving me a deep cleavage and so short the bottom of my tits was exposed. I looked down, the WHORE on the front was distorted and my nipples were clearly visible. I groaned and pulled the skirt up my legs. To keep from exposing my pussy it rode low on my hips and I was sure the top of my ass was in view from the rear.

I stood there in shock. I had just signed over everything I owned to my soon to be ex-husband. I was left with nothing but a hooker outfit. I couldn’t even look at Tim any longer, the humiliation was so great.

Finally, I asked Tim, “May I have a pair of shoes?” for the first time since I arrive, he laughed, but it wasn’t a pleasant laugh, but filled with condemnation. He didn’t answer but walked upstairs to our old room. A minute later, he returned carrying a pair of stripper heels I had purchased a long time ago for a Halloween party. The six-inch heels with a leather strap that wrapped around my ankle were probably the most uncomfortable pair of shoes I’ve ever owned. I slipped them on and he handed me two small locks. “Put these on too.” He demanded. There was no resistance left in me now. I simple did as he ordered. I reached out for the keys, and he shook his head.

I watched as he walked to the kitchen and tossed them in the garbage disposal. A second later, he turned it on and I knew the only way to take them off was to cut off the locks.

“That’s it slut.” He barked, and tossed two dollars on the floor. “That should pay for a bus ride but you have to walk to the stop.”

Tim grabbed my arm and pushed me out the door, slamming it behind me and locking it. I stood on the porch for a minute or so when I heard him yell from behind the locked door. “If you aren’t out of sight in two minutes, I’m calling the cops.”

It was still light out and most of our neighbors were either home or on the way. I had no other choice but to walk down the street, dressed like the whore I’ve become.

I didn’t think my humiliation could get any worse, but walking the eight blocks to the bus stop only told me no. It seemed that everyone on my street either watched me walk passed their house, or drove by me. I could never look any of them in the eyes again. I wondered how long my slut walk would take to get back to my school. I know of a least three of them took pictures.

I finally made it to the bus stop and grabbed the first bus that stopped. It didn’t matter where it was going, I just wanted to get off the street. Of course, all the seats were taken and I was forced to stand. I was stood in the aisle looking at the floor. I could hear the whispers and giggles as it sounded like everyone on the buss took turns at degrading me.

Luckily after a few stops, a couple passengers got off and I was able to sit. Unfortunately, my short skirt made it impossible to hide my pussy and of course the seat faced all the other seats. I rode the bus for several miles and when I finally looked up, I recognized where I was. It was near where Darius lived. I pulled the cord and jumped off at the next stop.

I quickly rushed down the first side street. I wanted to get off the main drag as quickly as possible. It took me almost an hour before I found Darius’ street and found his house. It was the moment of truth. Do I walk up and knock? What would I do if he didn’t answer the door? What would his mother or father say when they saw me? Would Darius take me in? All these questions rushed through my head. But what choice do I have? I had no where else to go. It was either here or sleep on the street and be reduced to being a prostitute. I took a deep breath, walked up to the door and knocked.

I stood the on Darius’s porch rocking from foot to foot. My body trembling and my pussy dripping. Why am I so aroused? I had been reduced to a whore. A whore for a teenage boy. Sure he was 18, but he was a student in my school system. When I heard someone on the other side of the door, I held my breath, praying it was Darius. The door opened so slowly I thought I might pass out. Finally, Darius was standing in front of me laughing.

“Well slut, is there something you want to say to me?” I could feel my body flush. Here I was on his porch, dressed like a whore. I had lost everything and now my only option was to beg him to take me as his slave.

“Master, Tim threw me out. He took everything! I have nothing but what you see. Master please take me. I will obey you and do anything you desire.” I pleaded.

Darius looked down at me and smirked. I could envision the expression on his face. I was torn between running down the street and dropping on my knees and begging. I stood there staring at the ground. For a second, I almost turned and ran off the porch, but that thought quickly vanished and I dropped to my knees, my legs spread wide.

That was when I saw a second pair of legs standing beside Darius’. I shivered at who it might be. I was praying it was one of his friends and not his father. Suddenly I heard a voice. It was a voice from my past. A voice I would never forget. I looked up and there was Derrick, my master from college.

“Well slave, I see you have made you way back to me. I was so disappointed when you disappeared so long ago. You were almost trained but ran away. Now look at you, begging my son to take you as his slave.” Derrick spoke, the glee in his voice very apparent.

I lost it. I lost all control of my body and dropped to the porch floor. I crawled on my belly and grabbed Darius’s ankles. Kissing his dirty nasty trainers. I realized that I was where I should be. A second later, I felt a collar wrap around my neck and locked in place. A leash was snapped in place and I was pulled into the house. I didn’t even consider standing, but crawled after my Masters.

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