Summer's Blackmail Ch. 27

Summer steeled herself, tentatively walked down her steps and to the end of the side walk. From this position, the teacher was only noticeable if someone stopped at the bottom of her driveway and then took the time to look around. Seeing no one, the barefooted teacher bolted across the driveway with her breasts bouncing and the hem of the robe rising and falling with each hurried step the teacher took.

She almost made it across the driveway without being seen when she half stumbled and she started to fall. She was able to catch herself with her hands, but she was unable to hold onto the package nor was she able to keep the hem of the robe from rising up above her ass. The package fell into the just watered lawn and Summer was able to brace her fall by placing her hands onto the grass. But, her hands slipped and she fell to her knees with the hem of her silk robe easily sliding up over her upraised ass.

Summer sprang to her feet, looked down the driveway only to be seen by Mr. Johnson walking his dog. The teacher saw how her neighbored once again leered at her, gave her a long wave as his eyes found their way up the teacher's legs and he could easily see Summer's ass cheeks peeking out from below the hem of the robe. Summer squatted down to try and keep from giving her lecherous neighbor any more easy views, picked up the package and walked quickly to the gate to the left of her garage.

"What a slut," Sam Johnson said to himself. "I am going to take advantage of her very soon." Sam walked his dog back to his house and up the stairs to his office. He pulled up his special folder and began his ritual of reliving the filmed sessions of his sexy teacher. Even though he was retired, Sam had an active sex life and had friends that enjoyed his kind of fun. He knew that soon, they would be enjoying his neighbor.

The rattled teacher made her way through the gate and around the end of the house where she approached the back patio area where the French doors would give her access to her house. Sumer was pleased to see that there were no lights on inside so she breathed a sigh of relief.

As Summer's hand touched the door knob, the lights came on in the kitchen. Summer quickly pulled her hand away from the door knob and stepped back as quickly as possible towards the towering plant there on the patio. Summer could clearly see that Justin had just come into the kitchen and she backed further away from the door pressing herself into the plant.

Justin knew that the teacher was on the patio. He had been the one to close the front door while Summer was bending over to pick up the package. He had seen her tight ass cheeks and could make out the puckered lips of her ass hole that had been stretched the night before by the large pink butt plug.

Justin busied himself in the kitchen pretending to make himself some coffee. He instead got a glass from the cupboard and decided a drink of water would be just as good. He then took his water glass over to the French doors and pretended to look out the doors away from the cowering teacher. Justin knew where Summer was, but he did not want to press forward just yet as he wanted her to anguish a bit.

Taking a swallow from his water glass, Justin casually reached to his left and flipped the first light switch his hand touched. To his surprise, the light over the breakfast area came on fully illuminating the area to his right. He flipped that switch off and flipped the next switch which turned on the flood lights on either side of the patio. He could make out the teacher as she was pressed up against the large plant on the patio, but he still pretended not to see her.

Justin turned off the flood lights and then flipped the next switch that fully illuminated the patio. Summer was now clearly visible to Justin. He could see the teacher clutching the package against her chest, which only served to raise the hem of the almost see through robe to just below Summer's pierced pussy lips. Justin just looked directly at the trapped teacher and smiled. Justin knew that Summer had nowhere to go.

Justin saw that Summer's hands were wet and slightly muddy and he could see grass clippings on her knees. The package looked wet and he could see the teacher's pleading eyes and he just smiled back at her.

Justin continued to stare at his friend's mother as she remained pressed back against the patio plant. He watched her pull her robe tighter against her body and the look of despair in her eyes.

Justin turned the door knob slightly and asked, "What are you doing outside teach?"

Summer did not respond right away and Justin spoke again, "Teach, I asked you a question."

"Justin, I went out to the front porch to pick up a delivery and the door shut," Summer finally replied.

"What kind of package was it teach," Justin replied.

"Oh Justin, just a friend dropping off something for me," Summer replied as she moved towards the door hoping to get inside.

Justin saw Summer approach the door and he quickly shut it blocking her ability to get back into the house. Justin looked at Summer and shook his head no.

Summer stopped in her tracks without moving back to the plant. Though he did not have a direct view of the patio, Sam Johnson had been able to see Summer leaning against the plant, but clearly visible to him. He was able to see her move towards the door and then stop. Sam could now see Summer fully illuminated in the patio light and he could see the silk robe sticking to her body and her hands clutching something against her chest.

Justin cracked open the door and said, "Show me the contents of the package teach." Then Justin closed the door.

Summer continued to stand in the illuminated patio without a thought of being on display to her lecherous next door neighbor and only worried about getting back into the house. Summer knew she had no other choice but to comply with Justin's direction. She could not chance being discovered by her sons locked out of the house dressed only in her almost see through robe.

Summer tore the top of the manila envelope open and peered inside as she had not seen what was in the envelope yet. She knew that whatever it was would be at best humiliating, but at worst degrading.

Summer extracted a pair of white yoga pants, a pink thong and a light pink sports bra. At the bottom of the envelope Summer saw another butt plug. This butt plug had three bulbs growing in size as it went from the black tip to the black base. The last bulb was as large as her pink butt plug before it tapered to the base. Summer groaned in discomfort as she pulled the plug from the envelope.

Justin saw the clothing and then the butt plug. He opened the door slightly and asked, "Well teach, what kind of friend would send you that."

Summer was once again trapped in her own home by a situation created by her young master even though she had not seen him in person in some time. He continued to run her life through additional degrading situations or through stimulation of her body. Stimulation that the teacher now craved almost all of the time. Here was another instance where through no action of her own, she was trapped on her patio, dressed in an almost see-through robe, wet from a fall to the grass and clutching clothing sent to her by her young master. On top of all that, her son's friend had caught her on the patio and was now subjecting Summer to additional humiliation.

Summer was trying to think of a way to not be forced to tell exactly who had delivered the package to her front porch. She did not want to have to explain why she had the new type of butt plug nor did she want to have to answer a string of questions about the clothing, such as it was.

"Should I make her put the plug in her ass right there on the patio," Justin said to himself. "No, let's have some exhibition fun with her."

Justin opened the French door slightly and said, "Teach, you are dirty. We need to get you cleaned up before you track that grass into the kitchen. Get that water hose over there and you wash off."

Summer could not believe her ears. It was an early September morning, but it was chilly and the last thing she wanted to do is to spray cold water on her body. Summer just stood there in the middle of the patio floor looking at Justin contemplating what she should do. On the one hand, she knew she really had no choice. But, on the other hand, maybe she could wait him out. But then the thought occurred to her that one or both of her sons could soon join Justin in the kitchen.

Resigned to follow Justin's direction, Summer set the package and its contents down onto one of the patio lounge chair cushions. As she did this, the hem of her short, silk robe rose above her ass cheeks giving Justin a glimpse of the teacher's ass and of her puckered asshole.

Summer walked across the patio to the edge on the right side. This side was nearest to Sam Johnson and Summer was not aware that he was watching her through his 4k video camera with 50X optical zoom, recording at 60fps.

As Summer bent down to retrieve the spray attachment, her robe opened wider offering a complete view of her shaved pussy mound and upside down rose tattoo to Sam. The ties of the robe were working loose and the robe was barely held in place. Summer turned the water on and felt the water fill the hose held in check by the spray attachment.

Summer aimed the spray towards her left hand and squeezed the lever. The force and coldness of the water took Summer's breath away. Once she was satisfied that her left hand was clean, she switched hands and sprayed her right hand. Again, the water took her breath away.

Summer pointed the water sprayer towards her knees when she heard Justin say, "Teach, I am concerned that you will get your robe wet. Take it off to prevent that from happening."

"Justin, I am capable enough to keep the water off of my robe," Summer countered in a firm voice.

"Well Teach, unless you want your boys to see my latest pictures of you, then I would suggest you do as I say," Justin replied.

Summer heard the door lock and suddenly Justin flipped the switches turning off the lights on the patio, but the kitchen was still illuminated. Summer could see Justin turn his back on the French doors and walk over to the Keurig as she watched him start a cup of coffee. Justin kept his back turned away from Summer purposefully knowing full well that she would soon capitulate to his demands. She could not risk her sons coming into the kitchen and looking out onto the patio to find her dressed as she was.

Summer felt like she could refuse to follow Justin's instructions, but because her sons were in the house and could come downstairs at any moment, the quicker she got out off of the patio and back into her room the better. She watched as Justin sat at the kitchen table with his back to her as she continued to stand in the middle of the patio holding the water hose with cold hands as well as her feet. She continued to stand where she was when Justin turned out the lights waiting for him to turn around as she was ready to comply.

Justin had purposefully waited 10 minutes before even thinking about turning around. He knew that she would comply, it was just a matter of time. He had dealt with older submissive women before in his home town, but none as beautiful and hot as Summer. He wanted to get as much out of his day of her servitude as he could. He knew, but she did not that she would be attending the rap concert this evening dressed like the slut she is. He could not wait to see her in the white dress on display for all of the rap music fans.

Justin turned in his chair and could make out Summer still standing in the middle of the patio. He noticed that she still was holding the water hose with the robe still held tightly to her body by the tie as well as by her right hand. Justin just looked at the teacher and turned his back on her. He knew that the next time he looked back she would be standing in the same spot, but her silk robe would be laying on the lounge next to the package & its contents.

Summer watched her newest tormentor turn away from her and go back to his coffee. She was beginning to get goose pimples all over her body due to the water and the early morning fall air. Summer looked down to see her silver dollar pierced nipples standing at full attention, but sweat was forming over her upper lip which was a sure sign that her mind as well as her body was beginning to react to the humiliation of the current situation. Summer knew she had to submit, but now her body & mind was telling her that she needed to submit to fulfill that need to please.

Summer bent over and placed the water hose on the patio floor being careful not to press the lever that would shoot water all over the patio floor. She then loosened the knot of the tie to her silk robe and pulled it off of her shoulders. Summer let the robe fall away catching it before it hit the floor and placing it on the lounge chair joining the package from her young master and its contents. Summer then bent over, picked up the water hose and stood facing the French doors hoping that Justin would not make her stand much longer there nude on her own patio. Her greatest fear was being discovered by her sons not her continued submission to their friend.

Justin thought the timing was right so he turned in his chair and he saw Summer illuminated by the light from the kitchen and he had been right. She would comply eventually. He smiled to himself having conquered another MILF. Justin stood up and walked to the French doors. He remembered the light order and flipped on the flood lights which brilliantly lit the back yard before the sunrise. Then he flipped on the patio light which fully illuminated Summer on her back porch. Justin had to admit that she was stunning. He watched as her chest rose and fell with each rapid, deep breathe. He saw her hand holding the water hose while her right hand rested next to her beautiful rose tattoo. He thought how nice it was going to be for men to see her in a bikini this summer and wonder how far down her rose went.

Justin opened the French door wider than before because he now knew that her friend's mother would not move unless instructed to do so. He leaned out the door and said, "Good that you have decided to comply teach. Now begin washing your body with the water hose so that we can make sure that you have eliminated all of the dirt and grass that you picked up when you fell in your yard."

"But Justin, I only landed on my hands and my knees. Why do I have to wash my body," Summer replied.

"Because you did not comply immediately," came Justin's reply.

Summer watched as Justin closed the French door without turning off the patio light. Justin stood watching the teacher as she contemplated what her next act should be. He knew she would do as he instructed and that it was only a matter of time before she realized she had no other choice.

Summer stood in the light not aware that she was now being watched and recorded by her lecherous next door neighbor, Sam Johnson. He had been able to move his video equipment down to a lower floor of his house with just the right angle to capture Summer on the patio fully illuminated by the patio lights. He saw her holding the water hose and could not imagine what she was going to do. But, no matter what she did, he was going to be able to record her actions.

Summer looked pleadingly to the eyes of her newest tormentor. She had no choice, but she was hopeful that Justin would waiver and not make her spray her body with cold water. But, Summer saw that Justin just looked at his phone and would gaze up at her every so often. She also knew that her luck would run out soon as she knew that her sons would wake from their beer infused sleep and come down for morning coffee at any moment. She could not be caught on the patio in just her silk see-through robe.

Justin cracked the French doors open ever so slightly and said, "Either you get down on your knees and wash your body or I am leaving the kitchen with you locked out on the patio and you can explain yourself to your loving sons."

Justin shut and locked the door, crossed this arms over his chest, pointed his phone now video recording Summer and waited. Summer saw Justin staring at her and knew that she had once again been manipulated into a humiliating and degrading situation not of her own making. Her whole body was aching for the need to submit, but her mind had not allowed herself to submit to her son's friend. But now she had no other choice.

Justin watched as the teacher's will evaporated as she knelt down onto the hard concrete of the patio. Sam Johnson's camera recorded his neighbor's kneeling and wondered what was going on next door.

Justin just mouthed "NOW" through the glass panel of the French door. Summer steeled herself, turned the nozzle attached to the water hose, took a deep breath, closed her eyes and then squeezed the lever. She almost screamed in pain as the cold water hit her directly in her face. She gasped for air as the cold water spray had forced her to exhale, though she did not scream.

Sam Johnson and Justin watched as Summer sprayed her whole body, including her hair with the cold stream of water from the water hose. Summer made like she was in her shower using her free hand to act the part of washing her body. She sprayed under her arms, over her chest, down each arm and then each of her thighs. She held the hose over her head and gave herself a shower to rinse away her imaginary soap.

She was awoken from her concentrated efforts by Justin's voice, "Don't forget to wash your pussy and asshole teach."

Summer did not even look up she just turned the sprayer between her legs and straddled the nozzle and felt the stinging cold hit her most private parts. The spray washed her own pussy juices away from her pierced pussy lips and the water made her ass hole pucker involuntarily. Summer then stood up, shook her hair and walked to the water valve to turn the water off without being told to do so. She knew it was a risk, but she had to get some control of the situation or she might get caught by her sons doing it.

Justin smiled to himself and watched as Summer's eyes found one of his hands stroking his now hard cock while the other pointed his phone at her. Summer was taken aback by the sight of the young man's cock staring back at her. She turned her back on the window, walked back to the lounge chair picked up the robe and slipped it on her now shivering body. The robe stuck to her like a second skin but at least she was covered. The robe did nothing to hide her fully erect nipples.

Sam Johnson just followed the action stunned by what his sexy teacher neighbor had just done. He had no idea why she did it, but he had been fortunate enough to capture it and his next poker party was going to be special.

Summer picked up the package from her young master along with the yoga outfit as well as the multi-bulb butt plug. Summer walked directly to the French door assuming that she had done everything she had been asked to do and that she would be able to creep into the house, up the stairs and into her room to get dressed. She was wrong.

Justin opened the door and allowed the teacher into her own kitchen. The silk see-through robe clung as she tried to slip by him, Justin reached out, grabbed the neck line of the robe and said, "Where do you think you are going teach?"

"I am going up to my room before the boys come down. I complied with your disrespectful demands," Summer replied.

"Well first you are going to take care of this hard-on teach," Justin said.

"No I will not," Summer replied.

"I wonder what your sons will say when their phones will ding with a text message that contains the link to your patio bath," Justin replied.