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I want to thank Aisie Lynn for her fine job of editing my latest foray into writing. Please note that this story involves non-consensual sex and blackmail involving teachers and students. Although all characters are over 18 years old and this story is just a fantasy if this isn’t your cup of tea move on. Chapter one sets up the story, the action really starts in chapter 2. I never delete comments and welcome them all. The only way I know if you like it is by your comments and votes.

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Kim Watson had just arrived home from vacation. It was late summer and school was about to start again. She taught Mathematics at South High School. It was a middle class school in suburbia with a mixed student population of all races and financial backgrounds. Kim loved working at the school; she has worked there for the last 8 years, starting just a couple years after college. She was about 5’5” tall with blond hair falling down to the middle of her back. She was probably the best looking teacher at the school but worked hard to downplay her looks and figure. Still she knew that most of the boys there lusted after her. It was probably because of her 36 D breasts and her slim athletic build.

Kim went on vacation with her best friend because late last school year, her fiancé left her for a co-worker at his brokerage firm. A year ago they had purchased a home and Kim had put up most of the down payment, so the bank put the mortgage in her name. Now that he was gone, Kim’s finances were stretched to the limit to say the least. But the vacation had been planned for almost a year, and she needed to get away and let loose. So Brenda, her college roommate, joined her on the trip to Key West and then to Miami to visit some common friends from the university.

Both Brenda and Kim were ready to let loose and both indulged in things they hadn’t done since they had just turned 21. For most of their time in Key West, they were on the beach either naked or semi naked, working on their tans and getting drunk. They both were unattached and horny, so almost every night it was a different man in each of their beds.

After seven days in Key West, they traveled to Miami to meet up with Janice and Joyce, twins who made up their posse when they were in college. For the next two days the four women tore up South Beach. Each woman tried to outdo the others both in dress and actions, bar hopping wearing next to nothing and picking up every hunk that passed them. It culminated with a party at a condo overlooking the beach. When Kim woke the next morning, she was naked and sore and had no idea of where she was. The hangover was immense and the room was still spinning when she sat up. She didn’t recognize the room and her clothes were nowhere to be found. She looked beside her to see Brenda also naked and still asleep. Kim stood and walked to the door. When she peaked out into the large room, she saw Janice and Joyce sleeping naked on the floor with three men cuddled up next to them.

Oh shit what did we do last night? She thought. Kim slipped past all the naked bodies and walked into the bathroom. When she looked in the mirror, she groaned as there were a few sucker bites on her tits and neck. There were bruises on her wrists and ankles. Her face was covered with dried cum, as well as her bush.

Oh My God, what did I do? She wondered. Kim quickly washed her face and grabbed a towel to cover her body. She ventured back into the large room in search of her clothes. Unfortunately, when she found her dress it was split up the side almost to her tits, and her underwear was nowhere to be found. Leaving the condo was going to be an adventure. Kim slipped on what was left of her dress and started to wake her friends.

As each woman woke, they moaned and groaned. They all had trouble remembering what had happened. After about an hour of searching, they managed to find some clothes, clean up, and dress. They called a car service and rode back to the hotel. As they compared stories and memories, they were able to piece together some of the evening, but they couldn’t recall anything from the last few hours.

That afternoon, Kim and Brenda went to the airport to go home. Kim was glad that whatever happened was in Miami and nowhere close to home. There was no way anyone back home could ever find out what she did while there. The only people that knew her were the twins, and they would never tell.

Kim went to bed as soon as she arrived at home. Her hangover had eased, but she needed sleep. When she woke the next morning, she padded to the kitchen, drank about a gallon of orange juice and devoured a muffin. She settled down at her computer to check her email. After deleting about a hundred useless messages, she narrowed her mail down to about 50 she would need to open. She still wasn’t ready to look at all of them, so she walked up to the bathroom to take a long bath. Her mail would wait till later.

Kim filled the tub with hot water and lots of bubbles and settled down to relax and doze. When finished, she crawled out of the tub and went back to bed. There was nothing she needed to do that couldn’t wait.

Tom Morton lived two doors down from Kim Watson’s house. He was about to start his senior year. He just turned 18, but was dreading starting the new school year. Tom was what the popular kids called a geek. He was tall, skinny, and uncomfortable in crowds. His only real friends were Melody Baker and Wendy Miller. Melody lived across the street, and they had been friends for most of their lives. She too was average looking and had only two real friends. Wendy Miller, another senior, who lived a couple of doors on the other side of Miss Watson’s house, had moved in a couple of years ago and soon became fast friends with the other two. Melody and Wendy were not only friends, but sometimes lovers. Between the three of them, they managed to survive an almost invisible existence at school. What they lacked in looks, they made up for by hacking. Every time someone picked on them, they sought their revenge electronically. Even though there was never any proof that they were involved, it was common knowledge that if you fucked with them, you did so at your own peril.

Tom’s father had left his mother when he was seven. He had an affair with his secretary and soon moved out of state. He hadn’t heard from his dad in several years. His mother, Julie, had him when she was 18 and was now 36 years old. She worked hard to provide Tom with a good home and worked to keep her shape. She was only 5’2” tall, but maintained her figure exercising two to three times a week. Her tits, though small, fit well on her small frame. She kept her brown hair in a short bob. She dated rarely as she didn’t think it was proper to have men spend the night.

Julie had trouble refusing anything Tom wanted. When he decided to make an apartment out of the second floor of the detached garage, she worked overtime to earn the money to make it functional. Tom had moved into the room about two years ago and took full advantage of his freedom. Wendy and Melody spent a lot of time there and had pooled their resources to put together a powerful computer system. Over the last couple of months, they had finally added a powerful hub that enabled them to monitor most of the wireless networks around the apartment. Together with their hacking skills, and wireless cams mounted in some of the trees outside their neighbors houses, they could watch, listen, and eavesdrop on just about anyone within sight of the apartment.

This included Kim Watson’s house. When she moved in a year ago, all three of them made it a project to monitor all of her activity. It was pretty boring most of the time, until about 8 months ago when they noticed Kim’s fiancé would bring home his lover during the day while Miss Watson was teaching. All of them enjoyed watching him fuck her in Miss Watson’s bed and even using some of her toys. They watched in fascination as their relationship disintegrated and finally dissolved. They knew that Miss Watson was financially strapped and was barely making ends meet. They were very surprised when she took off on vacation. It was then that they decided to take their voyeuristic hobby to a new level. As soon as she left, Tom and Melody slipped into her house and planted spy cams all over her house. They now could watch her every move.

As soon as Kim arrived at home, all three were in the apartment watching “Kimmy” (as they now called her) walking in and go to bed. When she woke the next morning and signed on to her computer, Tom was waiting. After she cleaned out her mail and went to take her bath, Tom and Melody were perusing what was left. That was when Tom saw a subject on a couple of messages from J&J: “Pictures from last night!” and “Videos of last night”. He quickly opened the files and smiled. Tom grabbed his phone and called Melody and Wendy,

“Get over here now; you aren’t going to believe what Kimmy did on her vacation.”

Ten minutes later, the three of them opened the files and soon were shocked at what was there. In all there were about 100 pictures of Kim, her friend Brenda and two other women drinking, dancing and carousing at several bars. As they continued through the pictures, the women started to flash their tits and grind against each other. Soon the scenery changed from a bar to what looked like an apartment or condo. The women were now almost naked and there were several shots of each of them. The pictures continued and showed a full-fledged orgy with naked bodies everywhere. The best showed Kimmy being spit roasted, on her knees with a cock buried in her cunt and mouth.

Tom, Melody, and Wendy high fived as each had ideas of how to use these pictures and what they could do to the pretty teacher. They then opened the first video. Apparently there was a camera monitoring everything in the condo as it showed everything in high definition. That was when they learned that Kimmy was taking X and was out of control. As the pot and coke was flowing freely, Kimmy was soon licking anything in front of her face, including her friend’s cunts and asses. When Kimmy left the main room with Brenda and four guys, Tom quickly opened the other video. It was from the bed room and he quickly fast forwarded to when the six entered the room. Kimmy and Brenda were so out of it that the four men quickly tied them to the bed and double teamed the two very stoned women. After changing positions and fucking all their holes, they untied them and pushed them together. Soon both were licking cum from their holes until they passed out. The men high fived and grabbed the women’s clothes, walked out of the room.

Melody turned to Tom and said, “What are we going to do with this?”

Tom smiled and looked at Wendy, “I don’t know. What do you think Wendy?”

Wendy, who was so horny her panties were soaked and all she could think of was having the sexy teacher’s face buried in her cunt said, “I think we should make her our slave. She can’t afford to lose her job right now, and if this got out she would probably never teach again.”

Melody screamed and tackled Wendy, kissing her deeply. “My thoughts exactly. How do we want to do it?”

As the two girls looked over at Tom, they noticed his cock tenting in his shorts. “I’m sure you’d like her lips wrapped around your cock, eh Tom?” Melody said.

Tom blushed, but his cock seemed to grow even more at the thought of having the prettiest teacher in school at their beck and call.

“We need to take this slow though. I don’t want her to know it’s us until she surrenders completely and is under our total control. Agreed?” Tom said.

“That works for me.” Said Wendy. “Me too,” said Melody.

“OK, let’s wait till school starts and start taking her apart piece by piece. But first, I want to erase those emails. I don’t want her to know there are any pics until we send them to her. I especially don’t want her to know where they came from. Melody, she only has a cell phone, can you modify her contacts’ numbers and email addresses? We want to control her incoming mail. We get it first then send it to her after we adjust it. I want to set her system up so her mail only comes from us but is invisible to her. When she sends any mail out, I want us to get it first. We will decide what goes out and what it says. I want to isolate her from any contact from her friends and family unless we control it. I’ll modify their email addresses and set up the outgoing mail settings. I want all other traces of her friends gone. If she is like everyone else, she won’t have them backed up anywhere. Unless she really looks, it she won’t even know we control her mail. By the time she figures it out it won’t matter as she’ll be our slave by then.” Tom said

“Sure, I can take care of that. Piece of cake, I can change the numbers so when she calls it rings to us. I can also hack her contact’s phones so her number’s blocked. That way they won’t even know if she called because she dialed it directly.” Melody giggled.

“Great,” Tom said, “Wendy, can you mine for any information about her closest friends and family? I want to know whatever you can find out about them, especially any information on her mother and any siblings. I overheard her talking to Miss Taylor last year and mentioned that her mom and dad divorced a few years back. I don’t want them showing up unless we want it to happen. Try to get some pictures so we’ll know what they look like in case they show up unexpectedly.

“OK sure, but aren’t you taking this to the extreme? I mean, we have the pics and she won’t want them to get out, why all the cloak and dagger?” Wendy asked.

“I want her totally alone when we spring the trap. I want her to have nowhere to turn and no support system. I want her to feel helpless and alone, so as we increase the pressure she succumbs to our demands.” Tom answered. “Who knows, after she submits completely maybe we can trap her mom too.”

“OK no problem, but it will take some time to get this set up.” Wendy said.

“Time we have. I just want to make sure that when we start she’ll have no way out.”

Melody looked at Wendy and smiled. “God I’m horny,” she said as she slid over and kissed Wendy’s neck and slid her hand across her tit. Wendy moaned and lay back on the floor. The three friends had long used each other when the mood hit them. Tom’s mother never checked on them and they regularly spent hours naked and fucking each other. In minutes both girls were naked and were passionately kissing each other. Tom smiled as his cock was so hard it hurt. He soon joined the two young women licking Melody’s cunt and fingering Wendy’s. It didn’t take long before each orgasmed and lay panting and fantasizing about the sexy Miss Kim Watson.

Over the next three days, Melody, Wendy and Tom worked feverishly to accomplish their tasks. When Wendy called and told Tom she finally finished her research, he knew it was time. “Come on over, I’ll call Melody.”

Twenty minutes later, they were sitting in Tom’s apartment sharing their information. Melody was the first to speak. “Okay, there will be no communication with Kimmy without it going through us. All emails go to a mailbox I’ve setup that cannot be traced to us. We decide exactly what gets through to her. Any calls to her will be directed to a disposable cell that goes straight to voicemail. Her contacts have been changed so if she emails out it will go to us, and just to be sure, I slipped into her house yesterday and stole her personal phone book. I even went through her purse while she showered and found a smaller one. Unless she has a number memorized, she won’t be able to call. I hacked her friends’ cells and blocked her number, so they won’t even know if she calls. I have also hacked into her Facebook account and locked her out. Right now she thinks that Facebook is pissed at her and deleted her page. I slipped in a program in her pc so whenever she types Facebook it directs her to a blue screen.”

Wendy was next, “I found out she has only one sister, she is six years younger and is 26. She is blond, very pretty and a bit of a rebel. It seems that Kimmy and her sister Dawn don’t get along. Kimmy didn’t approve of Dawn’s friends, life, style, or much of anything else. She also rubbed it in her face as often as she could. Kimmy’s mother is 46. I guess she had Kimmy when she was 16 by her high school sweetheart. Her mother married Dawn’s father after she got pregnant but it didn’t last. She brought up both daughters by herself. She married her second husband about ten years ago and divorced him last year. It looks like she made out pretty good and spends a lot of time travelling. I made sure that they can’t get to her without us knowing.

Tom smiled as he listened to his friend’s results. “Great we have her now. I’ve been deep inside the school network adjusting her schedule and our classes. I also planted some complaints about her that taken alone would only be a footnote. But I planted them all through her record and only if someone would look closely would incriminate her. That way, if push comes to shove, it will discredit her. When the time comes, we leak out some damaging info and when she reviews her record, she will see the anonymous complaints. She won’t know who to trust. That cuts off any help from other teachers.”

“Okay are we ready to start? I can’t wait till she’s naked and begging to eat my pussy.” Wendy said.

“First we want to eliminate her co-workers. I’ll leak out a rumor that will make her check out her work record. When she does, she will follow a trail I left and it will kinda lead to her closest friends at school. It won’t directly implicate them as submitting the bad reports, but it will keep her from trusting them when things get hairy for her. That should only take a day or so. By next week we will send her the first pictures. Then we’ll see what happens.” Tom detailed.

“Wow, you’ve put a lot of thought in this.” Wendy commented.

“Yeah, ever since we got the pics and videos, I haven’t been able to think about anything else. I already sent out the emails that will start the process. I’m pretty sure that by tomorrow afternoon we’ll see a definite mood change in Kimmy.”

The three of them just sat there for a few minutes before they broke out in laughter.

The next morning they met at the apartment. School was going to start in three days and they hoped that by then their trap would be sprung. They were watching Kimmy as she was showering. All three of them were drooling at the thought of enslaving their teacher.

Kim Watson stepped out of the shower. She had slept late today, knowing that the school year was starting soon. As she walked out of the bathroom, she walked up to her computer and turned it on, letting it boot up. She strolled to her bedroom and picked out a sexy summer dress and pulled it over her head. Kim stretched and headed to the computer to check her emails. Everything seemed normal but one email was from the school server. She opened it and gasped as she read it. It seems that it was an automated message stating that because of the most recent complaint against her, she would be put on probation if she received any more. Kim couldn’t believe her eyes and quickly signed into the school network. She pulled up her file and couldn’t believe her eyes. Scattered throughout her record were several anonymous complaints about her. She printed it off and started to read it closely. The more she read, it became clear that she wasn’t as well liked as she thought. Even though the complaints were unsigned, in each instance there were only certain persons that could have submitted them. Each case led directly back to her closest friends. At first she was furious and started to call each one and to cuss them out. But then she sat back and thought about it. If she did that they would complain again and she would be placed on probation. She finally decided to avoid them till she could figure something out. The three teens watched her closely as their plan was falling into place.

Kim sat in her kitchen thinking about the email. Last year she would go the principle or vice principle, both were good friends, however the principle retired and the vice principle was promoted and was assigned a new school. Their replacements she didn’t know real well and they had a reputation for discipline and following the rules. If she went to them, they would look at her record and it might be worse. She was going to have to work this out by herself.

Kim nibbled at the toast she was having for breakfast. Her thoughts went back to her vacation. That last day was still a mystery. She remembered the early part of the evening but nothing past midnight. Waking up naked and no memory scared her. Kim decided to call the twins and see if they remembered anything else. She opened her purse, grabbed her cell and pushed their speed dial. When the call connected it went straight to voicemail. Kim thought that was odd as they never were away from their phone. Maybe they were at a movie she thought. Kim left a voicemail and told them to call her.

The rest of the day was uneventful as Kim gathered things to take to school. By the early evening, Kim drew a bubble bath, set out some candles and grabbed her latest romance novel and settled down to a quiet evening.

The three amigos as they called themselves sat in Tom’s apartment watching their soon to be slave get naked and start her bath. Tom said, “I’ll bet’ya that she masturbates in the tub.”

“I say she gets out of the tub and goes to her bed.” Wendy added.

“Well I’ll bet she goes to the kitchen and grabs a cucumber and fucks herself in the kitchen!” Melody answered the others’ bets.

“God, are you perverted slut,” Wendy kidded.

“I hope you win,” Tom groaned, thinking about the pretty teacher. They all sat around the monitor smoking a joint and laughing and watching Kimmy take her bath.

Kim was thoroughly engrossed in her novel when her hand slipped down her belly and started to lightly caress her folds. The novel was about a woman who was being blackmailed to sexual submission. In the story, the woman was now trapped and was being forced to do increasingly humiliating things by an unknown blackmailer. Right now the woman was trapped in her own house as he forced her to masturbate with a cucumber standing in front of her patio door naked.

Kim was now shoving two fingers in her pussy as her head leaned back against the edge of the tub. Her mind fantasizing that it was her in the story.

Tom was smiling and gloating as he said, “What did I tell you?”

“She hasn’t cum yet so shut up,” Melody answered as she punched him in the arm.

The three of them were watching closely when Kim started to get up. “See, she’s going to her bed. Watch.” Wendy added.

Kim grabbed her towel and dried off. She blew out the candles and walked to her room. She dropped her towel and pulled a box out of her closet. She grabbed a pair of handcuffs and a vibrator and lay on her bed.

“There it is! Look our future slave is already a slut. And where is she at?” Wendy bragged.

“On the bed. You suck Wendy,” Tom moaned.

They watched as Kim cuffed her hands in front of her and turned on the vibrator. She teased her nipples and caressed her stomach, her hand sliding the buzzing vibrator down to her core. As Kim was closing in on her orgasm, she visualized the woman in the book. She stopped moving the vibrator and slid out of bed. She walked down stairs and opened the refrigerator and grabbed a large cucumber, she walked to her patio door and started to roughly fuck her cunt, just like in the book. The longer she fucked her cunt the more she dreamed of being abused. Kim’s body was now fully aroused; every nerve was tingling as she pushed herself closer and closer to a mighty orgasm.

Melody was the first to say something. “Oh what have we here? Is our slut Kimmy going to the kitchen?”

“Oh my god she is!” Wendy exclaimed as she watched the naked, cuffed teacher rush to the fridge and pull put a large cucumber. Tom, Wendy, and Melody all groaned in unison as Kimmy washed it and walked to the patio door. It was still light out but anyone in the neighboring yards would have a clear view if anyone was out.

After her vacation, Kim was on a hair trigger. Her body seemed to be constantly aroused and she had a strange craving to be humiliated. A tear ran down her cheek as she pushed her tits against the cold glass and shoved the cucumber into her dripping pussy. Kim’s mind shut down all outside stimulus as the only thing was the cucumber buried in the body and the cold glass on the nipples.

Tom got an evil look in his eye and smiled as he pulled out his cell and dialed Kimmy’s number. Just as Kim was about to orgasm, her phone rang. Kim was too far gone to stop as she waited for voicemail to pick up. Her cunt was grabbing to cold vegetable tighter and tighter and as her climax was about to crest, Tom’s voice boomed out of her phone.

“Miss Watson, This is Tom from down the street. I just wanted to let you know I'm going in your back yard. I was flying a drone and I think it landed in your yard.”

Kim freaked as she thought Tom, one of her students was about to see her masturbating with a cucumber. Her body convulsed and the cucumber shot out of her cunt and bounced against the door. Her legs gave out and she collapsed down beside it as her orgasm exploded out from her core and enveloped her entire being. Kim was trembling as she was trying to gain control of her body to get away from the door before Tom walked in.

The three amigos were rolling on the floor laughing at Kimmy crawling on her belly across the kitchen floor leaving a trail of her fluids behind her. Tom looked at Melody and asked, “How did you know what would happen?”

She smiled and said, “I read the book.”

Kim made it to the hall before she could get her legs working and was finally able to stand. She ran to her room and grabbed her robe; she wrapped her body tightly and tried to calm her nerves. Her body was flushed down to her toes and she tried to stop trembling. Kim sat for a minute and then started to giggle. Her body was still aroused as she thought about almost getting caught. She lay back on the bed and opened her robe. She slid her hand down to the junction of her legs that craved attention again. A few minutes later she had three fingers buried and her other hand was pinching her nipples. This time she let the orgasm overtake her without delay and luxuriate in the experience.

About an hour later, Kim slid off the bed and went back to the kitchen. When she walked to the patio door, she gasped as there were two clear imprints of her tits on the door as well as obvious streaks from where she squirted when she came. She looked out the door to see if anyone was around and bent to pick up the cucumber lying on the floor. When she bent to pick it up, her face was directly in front of the drips on the door. She could smell cum and reached out to touch it. “God what’s wrong with me.”

Tom was still watching Kim clean up her mess, while Melody and Wendy were making out on the bed. Tomorrow morning he would send the first picture.

Chapter 2

Kim woke up early, having set her alarm to get ready for the start of the school year. She went through her normal routine. She showered, dressed and ate breakfast. Then she turned on her computer and logged into her email and was surprised that she hadn't heard from her friends. When she perused her mail, deleting the spam, she noticed the subject on one particular email.

"Who knew you were a slut!" Kim didn't recognize the sender, but after her vacation, she felt a twinge of nervousness tighten her stomach. She put the curser over the mail and clicked on it. There was no message, just a large picture of her naked snorting coke off her friend's naked ass.

"OH MY GOD!" She screamed. Kim paged down looking for something to identify who sent it but there wasn't a sender's name. What she found instead sent shivers down her spine, "Owner!" Kim sat for a second gathering her thoughts. She didn't remember snorting anything, let alone off her friend's ass.

Where did the picture come from? Who took it and what did he want? She stared at the picture not sure what to do. Kim grabbed her phone and called Brenda. When Brenda didn't answer she sat there wondering about where she could be. She couldn't remember a time when Brenda hadn't answered her phone.

When the line went dead, Kim jumped back to her computer and forwarded the email to Brenda, Janice, and Joyce, asking if they had gotten one too. She again called both the twins cellphones but they both went to voicemail again. With her problems at school and not knowing who to trust, Kim sat back and waited for someone to call or email her back. So many thoughts were going through her mind.

Who was sending her the picture? How did he or she get it? What does he want? What am I going to do? Why can't I reach my friends? With all these thoughts swirling around in her brain, but no answers to any of them, she brought her hands to her face and began to cry. She knew that this wasn't the end of it either but only the beginning.

Tom was watching as Kim opened her mail and smiled when he saw her reaction. When her emails hit his server he deleted them, knowing the only response would be another picture. He set up his computer to send her a new picture every fifteen minutes, with each successive picture being a little worse than the last. He knew her smart phone was connected to her email account and she would get each message almost immediately. Tom sat back and watched as with each new ding of her phone, Kimmy's fear grew.

By the end of the day, Kim had received over thirty pictures, with her naked in each one, sucking, fucking, licking, and doing drugs. Kim was in a full-fledged panic. By now she was afraid of what whoever was sending these pictures wanted from her. She called her friends over and over but not once getting through.

Kim was now sitting in her darkened living room afraid to move. Her mind was going over each and every one of the pictures. When her phone dinged once again, she jumped. As she reached for her phone with a shaking hand, her body pulsed. It felt like a vice was squeezing her chest and each picture was tightening it more. In spite of her fears, something else was scaring her even more. She slid her hand down between her legs and slipped a finger inside her core. She gasped when she realized her pussy was soaked. She didn't understand how she could be lubricating. How could her body be aroused? Her life was rapidly going down the drain. Nothing about that was arousing.

Kim opened the latest email and was surprised to see there wasn't a picture, but an attached MP4 file. There was only a single sentence.

"I OWN YOUR ASS!"

Kim clicked on the attachment and up popped her viewer. When the video started Kim again dropped her face in her hands and cried. There was her and Brenda, tied up in bed being fucked by four guys. She watched every second, unable to take her eyes off of it until it ended. The men had finished and untied them. When the men finished dressing, two of them gathered her and Brenda's clothes. While the other two turned Kim around and shoved her face into Brenda's sloppy cunt. The two women simply began to lick each other. The men laughed as they walked out of the room.

Kim couldn't take it anymore. She turned off her phone and started to turn off the computer. She didn't want to see anymore. But before she could turn it off, it dinged again. She sat there in shock as it dinged, and dinged, and dinged, and kept dinging. Kim jumped up and unplugged her computer. She felt helpless. That vice she felt before had changed, now it felt like the weight of the world, crushing her spirit, crushing her very soul.

Kim slept on the couch that night. She didn't have the energy to go to bed. When she woke a few hours later she slowly walked to her computer and plugged it back in. When it started up again it wouldn't boot up properly. She was now down to only her phone to communicate with the outside world. She turned on her cell and gasped. Her mail icon said 50 new messages. She clicked on the mail icon and dropped her phone as all of them were from "OWNER".

Kim sat in her robe, her hair a mess, with streaks of dried mascara on her cheeks from crying and her body feeling dirty after seeing all of the pictures and the video. She didn't want to open the mail but knew that if she didn't the OWNER could ruin her with a click of the mouse. She had to see what he wanted. With each picture she felt more and more helpless. Her friends were nowhere to be found. Her coworkers were trying to get her fired, and the new school administration would fire her in a second if any one of these pictures were made public. But she continued to open each one.

Kim worked through each message till she got to the last one:

Slut,

From now on I own you. If you go to the police, I release the pictures and videos to the internet as well as everyone you know. The police will never be able to trace the origins of any of these messages but you will never work as a teacher again.

Each morning you will check your mail. I will assign you a task to complete. Complete the task and you're safe for the day. Fail and you will be ruined.

Today's task is go to into your room and throw out every pair of pants you own. You're to only wear skirts and dresses. No panties, leggings, or panty hose; nothing between your slut cunt and the world. You are also to eliminate any blouse or top that does not button up. I want see the bags of clothes out by the road for trash pickup tomorrow morning. I also want you to send pics of your closet showing what's left of your wardrobe. You have one hour to complete this task.

OWNER



Kim's body almost collapsed as she read the message. Her chest felt like it was about to implode and her heart was beating so fast she thought it might explode. Kim's hands were shaking and her mind went blank. She sat back and again tried to contact her friends, once more there was no answer. Now she was afraid that they were also being blackmailed and were not allowed to answer her calls. Kim sat for a few more minutes until she looked at the clock. It had already been 30 minutes since she opened the mail giving her the task of the day. 'Oh god when did he send it? I need to do the task!' Her mind screamed at her. In full panic mode she sprinted up the stairs to her room.

Wendy and Tom sat watching as Kim shot off the couch and run up to her room. She tore into her closet and soon clothes were being thrown out onto the floor. Five minutes later, Kim rushed to her dresser and dumped her panty drawer onto the ever growing pile of clothes. Knowing she didn't have much more time, she ran to the bathroom and dumped the clothes hamper on top of everything else. She knew she didn't have to throw everything out from the hamper but she didn't have time to sort it. Kim dashed downstairs and grabbed the box of garbage bags and ran back to her room. Ten minutes later, she was throwing six bags of clothes out by the road. Kim stood panting for a minute thinking she was finished, but then remembered that she needed to send out the pictures of her closet. Kim rushed into her house and up to the closet. She pulled her phone up and gasped. Her closet was almost empty. Hanging there were only about ten dresses and maybe a dozen skirts. She normally wore pullovers tee shirts and sweaters. She only had a handful of button up blouses. She snapped a few pictures and sent them to her OWNER.

As soon as the message was sent, she thought about what she had just gone through and in her head she thought, "Her Owner".

Melody had just arrived as Kimmy was carrying out the bags of clothes. Tom and Wendy were watching intently as Kimmy struggled to finish in under an hour. When the email arrived with her closet pictures, they screamed and hugged. Kimmy had taken her first step towards slavery.

"What's next," Wendy asked?

"Well, I'm going to acknowledge her mail and attach a picture of her bagging her clothes." Tom answered. "When she sees the pic, she'll know we have eyes on her. This will scare the hell out of her but she will remember it and it will make her obey."

Tom reached for the key board and composed the mail. As soon as he sent it, Kim's phone dinged. Kim looked at the display and opened the mail. She read the message, and then opened the attachment. When she saw the pic, her legs lost all strength and she dropped to the floor.

"He can see me!"

Kim slowly got up from the floor. She looked closely at the picture and tried to figure out where the camera was. She finally narrowed it down to an area but never actually found it. A few minutes later, she slowly walked to her room and went to bed, making sure she was covered completely.

The next morning she woke early. After going to bed early the night before it was just after daylight when she peaked out from under the covers. Kim looked around the room trying to see if she could locate any cameras but nothing looked out of place. She climbed out of bed and rushed to the bathroom to clean up. But when she sat on the toilet she blushed, "Oh god what if he has a camera in here?" She whispered.

She finished using the toilet and jumped up and turned out the light, hoping that he couldn't see her now. A few minutes later, Kim rushed to her room, grabbed a dress and slipped it on. Feeling a little better after her shower and clean clothes, she walked downstairs and looked for something to eat. Then her computer dinged.

Kim jumped when she heard the mail notification, "I've got to remember to turn it off each night." She thought.

Kim slowly walked to the computer like a condemned woman on the way to the gallows. Sure enough there were two messages from her owner.

I'm starting to think of him as my owner. Oh god what if it's a woman? Kim shoved the curser over the message that had "Open me first" In the subject line.

Slut,

To answer your question, yes, we have cameras all through your house. Microphones too. We can see and hear everything. Oh and they also have night vision, so it doesn't matter if you leave the lights on or not. Don't try to find them or disable them. If you do, you know what will happen. Now a few rules for you to live by.

1. From now on you're to be naked at home, no exceptions. You will be given instructions on what to wear at school each day.

2. Pick out your favorite pair of slut heels. Make sure they are at least 4" high. That is all you're to wear at home.

3. Never turn off your computer. Turn up the volume so you can hear the message sounder anywhere in the house.

4. Answer every email within ten minutes of receiving it. Failure to do this means a punishment.

5. Punishments double for each offence.

6. Each morning open your daily task at 6 am. You must complete each task in the time allotted. Failure means punishment.

7. You must remove any hair below your neck.

These rules are to be strictly followed or you will be punished. Other rules will be added at my discretion. You are not to speak to anyone about this unless you are given permission. Today you are to buy a burner smart phone and send us the number. Keep this phone with you at all times. You must answer it within two rings.

Your Owner



Kim read the message and a shiver ran down her spine. She felt like the walls were closing in on her. Now that she knew they had cameras everywhere, it was as if she was in jail, with no privacy.

She started to cry as she closed the first message and opened the second, "Today's Task" in the subject.

Slut,

In addition to the burner phone, today you are to complete the following task

:

1. There is a thrift store three blocks from you on Prospect St. Go there at noon and buy some clothes to supplement your wardrobe. You are to buy only the following:

1. Skirts no longer than four inches above the knee.

2. Dresses no longer than four inches above the knee and buttons up the front.

3. Blouses long and short sleeve. Button up, sheer as possible.

4. Shoes, heels, four inches and higher.

5. Evening dresses, 6 inches above the knee, sleeveless, and halter tops, and v-neck that extends to your navel.

2. Visit a local pet store and pick out a nice dog collar and leash. Wear it out of the store and always outside of school. Keep it with you at all times.

3. Purchase two dog dishes and have them monogrammed with "Slave Kimmy"

You have until 4:00 to finish these tasks. You must purchase at least 10 skirts, and blouses, 10 work dresses, 5 evening dresses, and 4 pairs of shoes. If you need to go to more than one store that is allowed. At 4:00 you must be naked and kneeling in the middle of the living room with your new clothes beside you. Do not disappoint me slut.

Your Owner.

Kim read and re-read the message. Her money was already tight; she would have to cut back somewhere to cover buying everything. She started to cry as everything was hitting her hard. She was losing the battle for control. Kim staggered to the kitchen and grabbed her phone and tried her friends once again.

"Please, please, please answer" she begged, but no one did.

Kim sat at her desk hoping her friends would call her back. She never felt so alone or out of control. She was in a daze when the computer dinged again. She jumped up, hoping it was one of her friends, but when she opened her mail, again it was from her Owner. She slowly clicked on the message and read:

Slut,

What don't you understand about always naked at home? You need to learn that we know exactly what you are doing and can see everything. Open the attach picture, it has been downloaded to your school website. It will stay there till you comply with the rules. Your rules have also been modified. You have 5 minutes to get naked and wearing your slut heels. You also have to open all blinds, curtains, drapes or anything that covers any window. They will remain open until further notice. If you don't finish this task in the required time the picture remains on the website for one hour for each second you're late. Better hurry slut!

Your OWNER

Kim clicked on the picture, it was her naked with her face covered in cum. She screamed, jerked off her robe and ran up to her closet. She tore into the more than thirty shoe boxes looking for her highest heels. As she rarely wore high heels, they were buried deep in her closet and she was panicking as she knew every second mattered. When she found them, she slipped them on and ran to the window. Now a race, she dashed from room to room opening blinds and curtains. By the time she got downstairs, she had less than a minute to finish the final six windows. No longer just opening the blinds but just grabbing them and ripping them off the windows. She couldn't afford to be late. When the last blind came down, Kim dropped to her knees in front of the computer. "Please take down the picture. I completed the task." She begged. It was strange to be talking to no one, hoping that whoever was watching would remove the picture.

Tom and Wendy watched and laughed as they watched Kimmy run naked around the house opening her blinds. Wendy was on her phone talking to Melody who was watching from her house as the naked teacher was clearly visible in her windows. She slid her hand to her core and stroked her clit.

"It won't be long till you are doing this for me slut." She said as she headed out the door to her job at the thrift store.

When the computer dinged again, Kim rushed to open the mail.

Slut,

It took you long enough, but you made it in time. I will take the picture down but remember, your next punishment will be worse.

Your OWNER

Kim sat back with a sigh of relief, but remembered her task for the day. She looked at the clock and realized that she only had 30 minutes to get to the thrift store. Kim slowly stood and walked to her room. She looked at what was left of her clothes. She picked out a skirt and blouse to wear and having only bras, she grabbed one out of the drawer and started to put it on. But Kim remembered her rules and walked to the bathroom to fix her hair and makeup. Ten minutes later, Kim walked downstairs and to the door. She stopped, dressed and took a deep breath. Her mind cleared a bit and she opened the door and walked out to her car and got in. She was on autopilot when she got to the local convenience store. Kim purchased a burner phone and emailed the number to her "Owner". Each time that thought went through her mind it rang a little more true.

Melody sat behind the register waiting for Kimmy to arrive. Her pussy was soaked thinking about how she was going to humiliate her teacher and soon to be slave. When she saw "Kimmy's" car pull up she smiled and texted her friends.

"She's here but it's 12:01. She's late!"

Kim had never been in this store before, she wasn't sure what to expect. The lack of panties and her slut heels already had her blushing. Even though she knew no one would know her that didn't stop her body from still being flushed. She took a deep breath and walked through the door.

Melody stayed behind the counter watching as Kimmy was looking around the store. She could tell her teacher was blushing and very nervous.

'She's going to be blushing a lot more by the time I'm finished with her.' She thought

DING! Kim jumped and looked down into her purse surprised that her phone had gone off. Once the initial shock had worn off she hurriedly rummaged through the purse until she found her phone and pulled it out. 'Please let it is one of my friends,' she thought to herself. But it wasn't one of her friends; instead she saw an emailed titled, "YOU WERE LATE!"

Kim instantly went weak in the knees and out of panic and fear quickly looked around the store. 'How did he know? Is he watching me now?' But there was no one in the thrift store that Kim could see besides herself and the sales girl. She glanced back down at her phone, and using one of her shaky fingers, opened the new email.

SLUT,

YOU'RE NOT VERY GOOD AT FOLLOWING ORDERS ARE YOU? YOU WERE LATE, SO YOU MUST BE PUNISHED! TAKE YOUR PHONE TO THE SALES GIRL, GIVE IT TO HER AND SHOW HER THIS EMAIL. YOU WILL DO WHATEVER SHE TELLS YOU TO DO. TELL HER WHAT YOU ARE THERE TO BUY, AND LET HER PICK OUT YOUR CLOTHES. YOU WILL FOLLOW ALL HER INSTRUCTIONS TO THE LETTER. IF YOU FAIL TO FOLLOW EVEN ONE COMMAND, THE PUNISHMENT WILL GET WORSE. SHE WILL KEEP YOUR PHONE UNTIL YOU ARE DONE SHOPPING TO TAKE PICTURES AND SEND THEM TO ME OR TELL ME IF YOU ARE DISOBEYING. DON'T DISAPPOINT ME SLUT!

YOUR OWNER

Melody watched all the color drain from Kimmy's face. Whatever Tom had told her to do it must have been good. She watched Kimmy turn every shade of red, and watched her struggle with the indecision over what to do.

After a minute or so, Melody got up and walked to the nervous teacher staring at her phone like the longer she looked at it the less real it would be.

"Miss Watson, I never knew you shopped here. What is it you're looking for?"

Kim looked up, startled out of her disbelief by Melody. When she realized that it was one of her students she went white as a ghost again. When the color did come back it was a brilliant red that started at her neck and spread up through her cheeks stopping at her ears.

"Ohhhhh... Ahhhh...Hi Melody, I... I ... just need a few things and money is a little tight. I thought I would check this store out."

"Well if it's cheap you want, this is the place. What exactly are you looking for?" Melody asked innocently, getting more and more curious about the new instructions Kimmy was given.

Kim was looking at the floor and fidgeting with her phone. She didn't want to give her phone to her student, but she couldn't see any way out of this. If she didn't do as she was told the next punishment would be worse.

Melody watched her teacher resign herself to whatever decision she had been forced to make.

Without looking at Melody she slowly raised her hand holding the phone and quietly, in almost a whisper said, "I'm supposed to give you this. Please take it and read it."

Melody took the phone and read through the email quickly. She smiled and began to giggle. Tom never ceased to surprise her.

Kim heard Melody giggle and then heard her say, "Why Miss Watson, you have been a naughty girl. Who knew you were such a slut!"

Kim's face got more red, the color of a cooked lobster, but she said nothing, just kept looking at the floor. "So what do you need to buy Miss Watson?"

Kim wanted to fade into the paint on the walls. She couldn't imagine being any more embarrassed and humiliated then she currently was. "I'm looking for some skirts, blouses, dresses and shoes," she said timidly.

"Wow, that's a lot, what happened to your wardrobe? Usually people only buy one or two things; it sounds like you're replacing your entire collection of clothes." Melody was playing the role of innocent school girl. She figured it would embarrass her teacher even more.

Kim gasped when she heard Melody. "I guess you could say that." She whispered her voice disappearing quickly.

"Well let's get started. What do you need? What size do you wear?"

Kim blushed again and couldn't look her student in the eye as she whispered, "I need to buy 10 skirts and blouses, 10 work dresses, 5 evening dresses, and four pair of shoes."

"Wow, that's a lot. You are desperate Miss Watson."

"I...I...I need to get this done quickly. I wear a size 6, can you help me?"

"Sure teach, follow me. But I think you should call me... Hmmmm... Miss Melody."

Kim nodded slightly, feeling as low as she had ever felt in her life. Then realizing that her student was just standing in front of her looking at her she quickly said, "Yes Miss Melody.

"Ok, that’s better." Melody moved back down the aisle, "Most of the skirts and dresses in your size are back here. There's not much of a ***********ion but I think we can fix you up." Melody beamed as she led the nervous, blushing teacher towards the back of the store. "How much time do you have?"

"I need to be back to my house by 4:00. I can't be late." Kim said quietly.

"Can't be late? Ohhhh you have been a bad girl!" Melody teased and watched for Kimmy's reaction.

Kim gasped and blushed even more when she heard what Melody said. She simply nodded and waited until her student handed her a couple of skirts.

Melody grabbed a couple of short skirts and a shear white pullover blouse and handed them to Kim.

"I can't wear a pullover blouse. It needs to be button up."

"Why not, it's not against school policy? This will go with just about everything." Melody demanded.

"I'm not allowed," Kim blurted out before she realized what she said.

"OOOOHHH not allowed, that sounds like fun!"

On a normal day, Kim would have put the arrogant student in her place. However, in her present situation she just had to nod. She handed the blouse back to Melody and waited till she gave her a button up blouse.

Melody could hardly contain her excitement, but took a deep breath and with a firm voice ordered her teacher, "Okay bad girl, drop your skirt and try one of these on, the top too."

Kim's eyes almost popped out of her head "We’re not going to the dressing room Miss Melody?"

"If you have to be back by 4, we don't have time for you to walk to the front of the store to change. We're the only ones here so do it right here, now!"

When Kim started to balk, Melody just gave her a hard look and pointed at her skirt. "Do I need to send an email to your owner?"

Kim quickly jumped to life shaking her head violently. "Please no Miss Melody. I won't question you again." Kim reached behind her and unzipped the skirt and dropped it to the floor.

"That's better! Oh my, who knew you were such a slut, no panties!" exclaimed Melody when seeing that Kimmy had no underwear on. "Take off the top too. Are you wearing a bra?"

Kim would have crawled into a hole if there was one available, but did as she was told and took off her blouse too. She then grabbed a skirt that Melody handed her and pulled it up her legs. Her only thoughts were to cover her most private area. As soon as the skirt was fastened, Kim realized that it was way too short. It barely came to mid-thigh and was very tight.

"That looks good on you; I can't wait to see you at school wearing it. Now try on this one."

Kim didn't say anything but took off the skirt and put on the second. It was even worse than the first one. It was only about 3" below her dripping pussy.

"OOOH I like that one too. Here try on this dress." Melody handed Kim a slinky evening dress that was strapless.

Kim blushed again and removed the skirt. When she stepped into the dress, Melody barked.

"Jeesh Miss Watson, you can't wear a bra with this dress. Take it off and hand it here."

Kim didn't think things could get worse, but when Melody demanded her bra, she almost collapsed down to the floor. Her legs were like rubber and her head was spinning. But it was her body's reaction that shocked the trembling teacher. She never in her life was more aroused that at that moment.

"Well, give it here." Melody said again with more authority.

Kim had no resistance left, reached behind her and unsnapped the bra. She slid it down her arms and handed it to Melody. She was now naked except her heels. The dress was lying at her feet.

"Wake up teach, or do you like to stand around a store naked; God how did you get to be a teacher?"

Kim jumped at Melody's words and bent over and slid the dress over her hips. When she finally fastened the dress, she looked more like a prostitute than a teacher. Her tits were barely contained and the hem just covered her crotch.

Melody walked over to the blushing teacher and ran her hands over the dress, making sure she touched her everywhere. Kim, in spite of her mind screaming at being felt up, was getting even more excited. Her nipples were about to poke holes in the bodice and her cunt was starting to leak down her legs.

"Miss Watson, get control of yourself. I'm not that kind of girl. Look at you, I think you're about to have an orgasm stripping in front of me."

Kim was devastated hearing what Melody said. She lost control of her legs and dropped to her knees and started to cry. "I'm sorry Melody; I don't understand what's happening to me. Please don't say anything. I'll maintain control of myself. Please help me get the clothes. I can't be late getting home."

"Well I guess I can keep my mouth shut, but you need to do whatever I tell you till we finish." Melody said as she stroked the kneeling teacher cheek with her hand.

"Thank you Miss Melody. I'll do what I'm told." Kim answered.

Melody giggled and decided to push things. Okay, let's get you some new shoes. Crawl over to the shoe department and let's see if we have anything that fits you."

Kim started to get up, but Melody pushed her back down. "I said crawl, didn't you say you would do what you're told?"

"Yes Miss Melody, I'm sorry." Kim answered and started to crawl down the aisle. Melody's cunt gushed and she was glad she was wearing black pants today.

Over the next three hours, Melody had Kim crawling all over the store naked as she picked out garment after garment for the submissive teacher to try on. Kim no longer complained about the length or the material and the fit of anything Melody handed her. Finally Melody gathered all the clothes in the keep pile and walked up to the counter. Kim just knelt on the floor, by now she just did as Melody instructed.

"Well Kimmy, are you going to pay for these?"

"Yes Miss Melody." She answered and crawled towards the counter.

"God I've never met such a slut. Get dressed Kimmy. You can't go home naked. Kim's head dropped and tears flowed down her cheeks. "Please Miss Melody, please don't tell anyone about this."

"Well since you addressed me properly, I'll keep your secret. But if you forget and don't address me properly, I just might have to tell everyone."

"Thank you Miss Melody, I won't forget to address you with the proper respect." Kim answered and cowered on the floor.

By the time, Melody finally finished ringing up all the clothes it was almost 4:00. Kim was watching the clock and knew that it was going to be close. When Melody finally finished, Kim handed her a credit card and rushed out the door. Before she realized it she was sitting in her car naked. She hadn't even dressed. With no time to waste, she started the car and drove home naked.

When she pulled into her driveway, Kim grabbed the four large bags and ran to her door. Just as the time said 4:00, Kim dropped to her knees with her new clothes scattered around her. "Owner I'm back and finished my tasks." Kim said with a shaky voice.

Chapter 3

Kim waited on her knees until the computer dinged with a message. She quickly opened the message and gasped.

SLUT,

WHERE IS YOUR COLLAR, LEASH AND MONOGRAMMED BOWLS?

Owner.



Kim stared at the computer and started to cry. "Please don't release the pictures. I forgot and getting the clothes took much longer than I anticipated. I'll get them tomorrow, please forgive me," she pleaded to an empty room. Kim felt even more foolish talking to herself and begging for forgiveness. Before she could do anything else her computer dinged again. Slowly she opened the message:

Slut,

Not completing a task is not acceptable. You must now complete your first task and an additional one. Now open your bags and pick out the shortest skirt and the sheerest blouse. Put them on, no bra. The blouse won't be buttoned but tied below your tits. Then you must leave the bottom two buttons open on the skirt.

You will go to the Colony Pet Store on Elm St. Make sure you try on several collars and leashes, then ask which one looks best from someone. Have the clerk make up your new bowls and pay for everything. Answer any questions truthfully. You never know, it might be me asking them. If you don't answer truthfully you will be punished.

After finishing at the pet store, wear the collar and leash out and go to the Adult store on High street. It's the one down the road from the school. You are to purchase the following items:

2 pairs of handcuffs

2 pairs of leg shackles, one 6", one 12"

3 anal plugs, 1 medium, 1 large, 1 extra-large.

3 vibrators, of different sizes, nothing less than 8" long and 2" wide.

3 wireless vibrators, 1 egg, 1 butterfly, 1 anal

1 riding crop

2 floggers

3 sets of nipple clips, 1 with alligator clips, one with adjustable clamps, and one with a clit clip too.

I blindfold

1 whip

4 canes each a different thickness.

2 gags, 1 ball, 1 ring

You are to ask the clerk for help picking out these items and anything else they might suggest. If they ask why, you will tell them you are a slave and your owner told you to purchase everything. When you have finished with your purchase, offer to blow or eat the clerk as a thank you. You must wear a set of nipple clips, anal plug, collar and leash when you leave. When you get home, lay everything out on the living room floor and wait on your knees for your next command. You have 2 hours to complete these tasks.

Your Owner



Kim couldn't breathe; just going out wearing what was ordered was humiliating enough, but to do what was expected was beyond comprehension. For almost ten minutes she simply sat there and cried. When her brain started to work again, she slowly stood and dumped the bags from the Thrift Store on the floor and rooted through them until she found what was required for her to wear.

Five minutes later, Kim was standing at her front door. Her blouse was so shear that you could easily see her nipples and not only that, but because of how it was tied, her tits threatened to fall out at any moment. The skirt was so short that when she left the bottom two buttons open, every step exposed her cunt. Stealing herself, she opened the door and walked to her car.

Kim sat in her car for a minute. She was so humiliated being dressed this way out in public. Her body totally exposed and to go to the pet store down the street?

Oh my god what if a student is working there? How will I explain how I'm dressing and what I'm buying? I will be ruined for sure.

All these questions were swirling around in her head, but her body was experiencing something entirely different. Without even realizing it her right hand drifted to her rock hard nipples and started to lightly caress them. She moaned as the sensations shot straight to her crotch. Her left hand slipped beneath her skirt and slid up her slit. Kim groaned as her fingers felt the wetness and her clit pulsed. She closed her eyes as her fingers dipped into her core and her body trembled with arousal. It only took a moment before she climaxed and soaked her hand.

Kim sat in her car oblivious to the outside world as her body shook from the massive climax. Panicking she quickly looked around to see if anyone was watching the nearly naked teacher masturbate in her driveway.

What is wrong with me? Why am I doing this out here? It's bad enough that someone is blackmailing me and forcing me to humiliate myself. But to do this to myself...

Kim was slow