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Some time later
Diana Nelson arrived at her hotel at ten in the evening. Her day had been long and stressful. One bus, two planes, one train to finally take a taxi. She was exhausted, exhausted but happy. She never thought her CV would get her this job. With 29 she had some experience in teaching and a very good academic expedient, but to gain four times her actual salary was just a dream.
Nevertheless she had sent her CV with photo to apply for the
Mister Michael Milwaukee, an impressive man, showed her the ropes (not that ropes) and explained that to the sudden demotion of one of the members of his har…ahh.. female staff he was in hurry to fill up the gap.
He even offered to run with the hotel costs for one or two month till she was installed.
She couldn’t but accept, and here she was.
MM had immediately made his mind up when he saw the picture. A 20-something black athlete, he thought, with never ending legs, an astonishing upper department and a face to drool at; and single. This was the best-case scenario. She would be an exotic touch to his harem. He wondered if her bosom was as striking as it looked on the pics, ‘never mind I’ll find out’. And sure he was going to find out but first let’s look at these last weeks and our unwilling stars:
Stephanie Harrison two weeks after being sold to her ex-husband as a bitch:
Hi, Steph, it that you? Nadja asked not quite sure that this hooker-like dressed woman could be her college best friend.
“Hi, Nad, yes , sorry; I’m in a hurry” answered Stephanie and trying to avoid further humiliation she rapidly turned to leave. It was humiliating enough to be sent to shop at plain daylight dressed as she was. She wore a black cap, and black long gloves, an irremovable dog collar with a tag “ Robert’s and LiYu’s BITCH”, a low cut, semitransparent dress and black high-heeled boots. That was all, no bra, no panties and the dress was extremely short. In fact it was so short that Nadja saw half her ass cheek when she turned.
“Steph, Steph,” Nadja followed her “what is it, what happened to you, I thought we were friends” and she embraced her former friend.
“Nadja, I, I… “ Stephanie was close to tears “I fell from grace” “I, Robert, my lawyer…”
“You are a bitch now?” Nadja asked incredulous by reading her tag.
“Well, not, yes, it was my lawyer who…”
“Carl, Carl” Nadja shouted, “Carl come, you have to see this”
“So you are a bitch now, a property, an object to dispose of” Nadja was delighted with the news, so delighted she started to caress her former friend’s breasts through her dress.
“No, Nad, please” whimpered Mrs. Harrison, but to no avail.
Nadja pinched her nipple and towed her over to a running Carl.
”Do you remember Stephanie, Carl? She is a bitch now, a simple bitch to toy with”
Stephanie didn’t like nor the tone nor the words, her former friend used.
“Wuau, may I? Carl’s question was for his wife, not to Stephanie.”
And without further ado he stuck his right hand between her legs and cupped her whole cunt.
‘No, please, not” Stephanie started to reject Carl’s hand when a loud slap hit her face.
“How you dare” It was Nadja who had hit her, for not allowing an acquaintance to thoroughly fondle her most private parts at a public place, how she dared?
“Darling I was thinking we could mate her with ‘Bingo’ whispered an excited Nadja.
Both went on heavily fondling their former friend whilst discussing how to mate her with their afghan greyhound.
Stephanie could die of humiliation, she was by now totally exposed to any by passers, and some even slapped her ass. ‘My god I’m a woman” she thought “a woman”. It was easy to tell she was a woman, everybody could clearly see it.
She was being degraded by former friends, by friends who should be inviting her to have tea or dinner.But instead of a social meeting they were going to take her home to be fucked by their dog. Their dog would for sure fuck her and later their kids would like to play with her and their friends, and who knows… the worst of all was that she was getting horny. A fact Carl noticed and commented aloud making Nadja and some of the witnesses laugh.
Robert and his wife happily arranged Stephanie’s mating, and two days later Mrs. Harrison was mated with her former best friend’s dog in front of this latter, her family and some old common college friends.
The mating itself was just the high-point of an eventful evening. Stephanie dressed as in the supermarket but with fishnet stockings had arrived two hours earlier on a leash walking on her fours, tugged in by LiYu.
The neighbors and the kids of the whole neighborhood witnessed the event. LiYu paraded her around and allowed the kids to play with the doggie for some minutes. Her cunt was stretched, her nipples elongated and her soul mortified. The better she knew this people, the more delighted they seemed in abusing her and, above all, deeply humiliating her.
Once in the house her fate was no better. Her school friends, if male were just too eager to touch her, play with her, verbally abuse her and, of course fuck her, if female they had no better idea than making her lick cunt, or fill her sex with all kind of vegetables.
None, not a single one even talked too her in a human way. The most they said was:
“Oh, nice to see you...r cunt” or “Aren’t you touched by meeting again” with their hands up between her legs or kneading her tits. Yes, she was touched, even deeply touched by some former friends.
When finally Bingo was brought in and mounted his new bitch everybody was delighted.
The whole event was taped and taking advantage of her crying mouth she was forced to blow her male colleagues whilst getting thoroughly fucked.
After that event LiYu often
borrowed Bingo, especially when going to
It was nice to see Robert’s daughter performing again with the cheerleader squad. They kept her always naked, with just white boots and white gloves
When the cheerleader came into the field she was on her fours leading the group with her baton deep in her sex. The group danced and she had to stand up and slowly fuck herself with her baton in midst of the field, for all to see and enjoy.
It was than when LiYu made Bingo
Georgetta:
Not a single boy missed the opportunity to sample the delights of the former out-of reach prettiest cheerleader, and not just once. Poor Mascot, just not used to her new status, was degraded and humiliated beyond belief. Mentally she could accept that the horny boys in their teens didn’t commiserate but take advantage of her situation, somehow it made her feel pretty seeing the boys literally cue up to play with her ( to fuck her, to molest her, to get rid of their overproduction in theme sperm). But when her cheerleader group showed up she expected tender words and caring hands.
“We’ll show her how to lick properly cunts” Clarinda loudly informed her team “our cunts” she added giggling.
Mascot tweeted in disbelieve but soon she was devoted to her new task, basically after getting pinched and tweaked by her so-beloved-friends. Whilst licking Clarinda, Kim and Vera fumbled with her labia, pinched her clit and took great delight in spanking her former teammate.
The pressure on Mascot was so strong that after a few days MM decided to give her some rest and reallocate her. She was a real mess.
Her new location was an enormous birdcage hanging in the entrance hall. There she sat with her wide open legs hanging freely, separated by three bars, her wrists cuffed behind and her collar, her nose ring and her clit ring fixed to the front bar of her cage, she could barely move.
“Chirp, Mascot chirp” she was told whilst any boy fondled or molested her before so-private–parts.
Her ex-boyfriend and Kim, his new date, enjoyed immensely sexually and verbally abusing Miss Harrison and caressing and kissing in the meantime.
“How could I date a slut like this” Sean ironically asked slowly finger fucking his ex.
For Mascot it was a nightmare, and not only cause of the humiliation she was undergoing but also in a very physical way. The slow movement of Sean’s fingers stretched and excited her sex, but her poor clit was padlocked to the bar. The more she got excited the more pain she got.
“I always knew she was a tart” said a smiling Kim softly caressing her boyfriend’s growing crotch.
Kim was the strongest built girl of the team. She kept her true blond hair cut very short, almost boyish. Her body was a perfect mix between a top-model and a bodybuilder. Her tits were well mounted on her chest muscles with an astonishing effect. Her bum, actually under Sean’s hand, was a dream of very bum-lover. It had Brazilian dimensions, but firm and well defined.
“Tweet” Ordered Sean flicking Mascot’s clit.
And Mascot tweeted, well Georgetta wanted to cry, to beg, to communicate in a human way, but all she produced was a peep. And the fresh couple loved it. Than it was Kim who elongated her nipple and again she tweeted. Kim could feel Sean’s beating cock in her hand and they went on mistreating their former friend.
“Nobody molests Georgetta Harrison” Said Omar passing by.
Omar:
After MM he was the most powerful person at school. With only 14 he enjoyed immensely his position. There was not a single girl at school who dared to back away if he decided to fondle her.
He could, in the midst of a class, make a classmate (he decided next to which girl he wanted to sit) blow him and order the teacher to lecture standing in front of him.
“Just to fondle your cunt” He would say, as if it was an explanation. The teacher performed.
One Friday afternoon he ordered the Cheerleader to perform their routine for him, but dressed only with their boots, skirts, gloves, cap and baton.
To fully enjoy the spectacle he took two teachers with him to the gym. He just randomly picked them up, on the corridors. Miss Amanda Weisberg followed her stretched nipple and Miss Vanessa Wolfensohn the guide a finger in her twat provided. Their task for the afternoon was to care about a teenager’s cock; squatting open legged next to his chair. This position allowed easy access to their unprotected pussies.
Both his hands were filled with cunt flesh whilst the former proud teacher caressed, licked and blew the very erect prick of a14 y/o student as if their lives depended on it.
Sometimes he shouted “Stop”. And like freezing an image in a movie nobody moved. He then stood up and molested, touched and toyed with all the squad. His stiff member probed in Vera’s cunt, Kim’s mouth or Clarinda’s cunt again whilst his hands fondled other offered female flesh.
The girls knew better than to protest, his wishes were to fulfill, they had nothing to say about. He could fuck them in front of their boyfriends, strip them in midst of school or molest them during class. Nobody questioned Omar.
Then he returned to his chair and “Action” the two teacher seemed bitches in heat trying to please Omar whilst the squad went on performing.
And it was Omar who coolly squeezed Diana Nelson’s ass at the entrance when she arrived on Monday morning for her first class.
“Hey, what the hell…” squeaked the pretty black teacher. She angrily turned and instinctively expected to find someone hushing away, a boy with a red face, guilty eyes, but she met Omar’s penetrating gaze.
Omar looked at her as an owner would look at its barking dog. She could feel his self-confidence and she read some condemnation in his eyes. All this happened in a few seconds, seconds in which Omar’s hand was still on Miss Nelson’s ass.
“What are you doing…” she finally stammered, and perhaps she wanted to say anything else but her eyes fell on the birdcage.
There in the middle of the school’s hall, there was a caged naked girl, but somehow nobody was surprised by it.
“Eeehhh…” Her brain was not working; it was not able to process the whole picture. Hundred’s of students were walking by a gigantic bird-cage, with a pretty girl inside. A girl that was chained and naked, and most of the students didn’t even look at her, some of them fondled mind-absently the offered charms or hurriedly pinched a nipple.
“They are touching her sex.” she finally realized without believing it, she was utterly bewildered.
Again she was feeling hands on her own body.
It was Omar who was now cupping one of her big melons with his left hand, never removing his right one from her lower butt.
With her mind like under anesthetics it was her instinct taking over. She squeaked and started to run. She read the sign “Mascot” on Georgetta’s cage but she didn’t stop to analyze the meaning.
Nor did she stop when someone else slapped her jumping ass when they crossed. She had dressed her jeans and put on sneakers this morning, and now she could be grateful for it.
“Come in” sounded Mister Milwaukee’s voice through the thick wooden door and in she went.
“There is a naked girl…a boy …fondling… nobody cared…” Miss Nelson wanted to transmit such a degree of information that none come through.
MM happily watched her excited bosom going up and down, he could clearly make out her black nipples through the dark red blouse. Than he looked at her pretty face, scanned her whole body and rested his eyes on her slit.
“…this is unacceptable..” Diana was saying when he decided to take charge.
“Miss Nelson, Miss Nelson” He said in his best voice.
“Miss Nelson, please, have a donkey and let’s talk about it”
Diana’s subconscious heard the words but when she started looking for a chair, she felt something was wrong.
“Miss Nelson” Double M went on disregarding the fact she was still standing cause he had removed all the remaining chairs of his office “you know we’ve kind of a welcome-party organized and we hope you are going to play along”
She immediately felt relieved. ‘Ah, it’s all a joke’ The girl in the hall, the confident boy, the disinterested students, not a single teacher in sight; now she understood.
“Oh, sorry Mr. Milkauwee…”
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“Sorry, sorry I’m still a little bit confused, and yes I’ll play along” She said trying to regain her composure.” I didn’t expect any practical joke and…”
“It’s Ok Miss Nelson. Its ok” He calmly said “Please step over here “MM stood up and positioned himself next to the Horo. He knew that by now his soon–to-be new black fucktoy was too ashamed by her own behavior to dare any other question “we’ve to prepare you for the Grand Finale”
Ten minutes later Miss Diana Nelson firmly strapped on MM’s Spanish Donkey, was alone waiting for her colleagues to come in.
Even she believed it was a practical joke the whole thing was a little bit too sexual for her own taste.
To cage a girl, naked and permit all the students to see and even touch her wasn’t a custom nowadays, to allow a student to fondle a grown up new teacher was bizarre, to say the least, and now whilst being fixed on this…device she felt again this strange erotic atmosphere. This apparatus had a bar that just cut into her most private parts. No, definitively this wasn’t normal.
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