Teacher Teacher Ch. 09

Anita arrived just after nine; she looked down at her slave and smiled. She noticed how pretty she was, as she thought, "When I sell her she will fetch a good price."

"Well done slut. Today we are going to go on a ride to a shop I know. We are going to decorate your body."

Sandy moaned as she hoped that today she would be getting her slave chains. Just the thought of it caused her pussy to moisten. Sandy remembered Dawn's chains the first time she saw them. Just the sight of them excited her. Now, hopefully she was going to get her own set. Sandy practically ran to the car, her coat flapping in the breeze. Sandy was standing beside the passenger door anxiously waiting for her mistress to unlock the door.

Anita watched her slave and smiled. The proud, beautiful teacher was now eager to have her body decorated as a slave. She knew that the teacher's career was now over. She would never be able to go back to school, with how she was to be chained and decorated. However the thought occurred to her that the ultimate humiliation would be to have her slave walk through the school, chained, almost nude, and display her servitude to the entire school. Anita shivered in excitement at the thought. She pushed the button and unlocked the door.

The first stop was a local laser removal spa. Anita was going to have all her hair removed below her neck. Her slave would never have a bush again. They arrived about ten minutes later outside the spa.

"Why are we here mistress?"

"That is of no concern to you slut. Just do as you are told."

"Yes mistress" Sandy replied and stepped out of the car. Her body flushed as she was led into the spa by her leash.

"Good morning Miss Anita." The receptionist said as they entered the door.

"Hello Christy, is everything all set?"

"Yes it is, please follow me."

Christy led the two back through a door and down a hallway to an exam room. "Marsha will be right in to take care of you."

"Thank you Christy."

"OK slave, take off the coat and get on the table. You are to do everything you are told. I will be back in a couple of hours to pick you up. I better not hear of you disobeying, understand?"

"Yes mistress, I will not disappoint you." Sandy said as she dropped her coat on the floor and climbed up on the table.

Marsha walked into the room and smiled. She had done this many time before for the Martinez family. The sight of the collar and leash and the compliant woman was not new. In fact Anita told her she could use her after she had finished with the procedure.

"How long do you need Marsha?"

"Well we usually do this in stages and not all at once. Are you sure you want it all now?"

"Yes I do, I don't care if she is in pain after wards. I just want it done."

"OK, give me about two and a half hours."

"Great, see you then." Anita stood, grabbed the coat, and walked out the door.

"What is your name?" Marsha asked.

Sandy was taken by surprise by the question, "I'm cum slut." She answered without thinking. "Oh, I'm sorry it's Sandy." Sandy had become so accustomed to referring to herself as a slut the first answer just slipped out.

Marsha smiled; this was going to be fun. "I'm going to give you a shot to calm you down. Just relax and I will wake you when I'm finished."

"Yes Mistress."

Two hours later, Marsha gently nudged Sandy's shoulder, "Wake up cum slut. It's time to finish with the procedure."

Sandy opened her eyes and looked around the room. At first she didn't recognize where she was. Her body was hurting some and her cunt was very tender, but other than that she felt fine.

"Yes mistress, may I get up now?" "Yes you can. I'm all done with you, now you need to take care of me. Get down on your knees and put your tongue to work. Sandy quickly rolled off the table and crawled to the woman now sitting on a chair with her skirt pulled up to her waist. She wasn't wearing any panties and her pussy was bare as a newborn baby's butt. Sandy while still groggy and not sure what had happened quickly went to work pleasuring the pretty young woman sitting in front of her. As she extended her tongue and gently licked up from the anus to her clit, Marsha shuddered. Marsha tasted wonderful; she was very clean and quite wet already. She had a slight lavender flavor and Sandy quickly shoved her tongue deep inside her canal. The deeper she went the more Marsha moaned. Sandy wanted this to last and pulled back and lightly ran her tongue over her labia and up to her clit. As soon as she touched her nubbin, Marsha gasped and grabbed her head. Sandy no longer had any control. She simple kept her tongue busy and Marsha moved her head where she wanted it. Soon Marsha pulled her face deep in the cunt and started to fuck her face. Breathing became difficult, but Sandy kept licking working to satisfy her current mistress.

Suddenly Marsha groaned and held Sandy's face right at her opening as her cunt clamped down on her tongue and started to ejaculate her fluids all over her face. Just as Sandy was about to blackout from lack of oxygen, Marsha released her head and pushed her to the ground.

"I'm done with you now slut. Your mistress will be back for you shortly. Go out and sit in the hall. We need the room of our other clients."

"Yes mistress." She said as she stood and looked around for her coat.

"Your mistress took it with her. Go out and sit there naked. Sluts don't deserve clothes."

Sandy hung her head and nodded. She then walked out into the hall and sat down. The embarrassment was again feeding her craving for humiliation.

Anita arrived a few minutes later and handed her slave her collar, leash and coat. Let's go slave, we have another appointment.

The trip to the tattoo parlor was only about twenty minutes. Sandy squirmed in her seat. Her mind was swimming in the thoughts of being marked and pierced. When they arrived, Anita indicated for her slave to get out and follow her inside.

Sandy walked through the door and smelled the antiseptic and took in the decor. Seeing as it was still early, there was no one in the lobby. Lining the walls were hundreds of examples of artwork that could decorate her body.

Just as she noticed the counters that had all the jewelry for piercing, a man walked through a curtain behind the counter. His presence startled her, as it seemed as if he showed up out of nowhere.

"Hello Anita, is this your slave?"

"Hey Jack, sure is. Is everything ready? I can't wait to see her when it's done."

"Yep all set, bring her to the back. Are you going to stay and watch, or come back in a couple of hours?"

"I'm going to come back. I have a new project in the works."

"Oh, another one, Kinda soon isn't it? Even your mom didn't do two at once." Jack said. He looked at the young dominatrix and thought, "You are too young, you have no idea of what you are doing. This is going to end badly and I'm not going to go down with you."

No, my new project is a surprise for my mom. She has no idea. I'm going to give it to her next week after the party this weekend. But first I need this one decorated. I want to display her with Susanna's slut at the party. I can't think of better way to break the two of them down, then by having them fuck the entire school.

Sandy was on the other side of the room and wasn't listening to their conversation. She was fascinated with the artwork on the walls.

"Slut, follow me, it's time to get to work."

Sandy quickly turned and followed her mistress down the hallway to the last room on the right. "Give me the coat. You won't need it any longer. Your new clothes will be provided when we leave."

Sandy quickly removed her coat and handed it to her mistress. She was now naked except her six inch stilettos. Anita took the coat and started for the door. "Remember slut; obey Jack as if I were speaking. I will be back later for you." She then turned and walked out the door.

Jack looked at the beautiful young blond ex-teacher. Her body was almost perfect. The items picked out for her will definitely enhance that beauty. There is nothing like a pretty woman in slave chains.

"OK slut, let's get started. First we need to finish some paperwork. I need you to sign some release papers. I don't want anyone coming in here in a few days saying I forced you to have this done. Also I need an electronic signature on the computer. Can you do that?"

"Yes sir, just tell me where to sign." Sandy answered. She knew she should read everything over but her mind was in full humiliation mode and her craving needed feeding. The quickest way to that fix was to do as she was told and receive her chains.

Jack looked down at the stack of papers. He checked to see if everything was in order.

Title transfer for her car

Apartment sublet release

401K transfer

Checking and savings account closure

Utilities account closure

Liability release for the tattoos and piercings

Employment resignation

Slavery registration (on line)

Change of address forms

Credit card closure requests, 4 total

Release to charity for furniture

By the time Sandy was finished signing all the forms, all her worldly possessions would be stripped away. She would have nothing, no money, no home, no car, no clothing, nothing. Sandy would be entirely dependent on her mistress.

Sandy grabbed the papers and started to sign where Jack indicated. He discreetly kept most of the documents covered, just showing her the signature line. It took a few minutes to sign all the papers, and to acknowledge her permission on the web page, but soon everything was finished. Jack smiled when she was finished. Anita had taken her coat and Sandy was literally left with nothing but her stiletto shoes on her feet.

When she finished Jack grabbed a bottle of water and handed it to the slave. "Drink this slut. I will be right back."

Jack walked out of the room to get everything he needed to attach to her body. When he returned about ten minutes later the drugs he put into the water were starting to take effect. Sandy was now flushed and noticeably excited. In another five minutes she would do anything to climax. The longer it was, the more compliant she would be.

Sandy was already excited about the decorations. The chains on Dawn's body were so sexy, and they were fairly easy to hide, so teaching in chains only stoked her excitement. She drank the water and started to feel her arousal stating to build. In only a few minutes her whole body was craving a climax. If something didn't happen soon she was going to go crazy.

When Jack walked into the room, he was pushing a roller table covered with a towel. She could tell there were several items covered but had no idea what they were.

"OK slut, climb up onto the table. Place your hands above your head and feet in the stirrups."

Sandy practically jumped onto the table. She quickly complied and was soon restrained and was unable to move. Jack pushed the table above her head and pulled off the towel. The first thing he grabbed was a blindfold. He didn't want her to know what he was doing till it was all done.

Sandy was now fully under the influence of the drug. She was not aware of anything around her only that her body needed to come. Her entire world was the arousal coursing through her body. When Jack covered her eyes it only made it worse as there were no distractions.

Jack looked down at the table. Organized before him were a matching set of wrist bands, ankle bands, and a collar. Beside them was a waist chain, all of these items were made of tantalum. Once they were in place they would not come off without a special magnetic key. Each of the bands was about 1 inch wide with soft rubber lining. All had rings or hooks installed to hang accessories. The wrist bands also had two short lengths of chains with rings attached. All the items were custom made to Sandy's exact size.

Beside that were the nipple and clit rings and tongue stud. At the top of the table were some additional decorations to be added when everything else was attached. The last items were the patterns for the tattoos. The first was the QRR pattern that was to be placed on the back of her neck. That way anyone using their phone could scan the pattern and pull up her slavery record. They would then know who owned her, what she was, what she would do, and how to contact her owner if she should try to escape. The other patterns were specially designed for her tits, ass and pussy marking her as a slut and a slave.

Jack first grabbed the collar; it wrapped around her neck and snapped shut. Once closed you could not even make out the hinge or the lock. It looked like it was forged around her. Although it was tight, so tight you could not slide anything more than a piece of paper behind it, it did not choke her.

Next, were the bracelets for her wrists. Jack grabbed the rings and placed one on her index and pinky fingers. He then pulled the bracelet around her wrist and clamped it shut. The rings could not be removed and the chains would always be in view. The ankles came next. Now there was no way for the slave to remove her slave bracelets. There would be no way to hide them. Jack's cock stirred and started to harden.

Jack grabbed the waist chain and slipped it around her waist. Although not make of tungsten, it was stainless steel. When he finish soldering it closed you could not tell where he did it. He smiled, "not bad if I say so myself." Sandy heard him talking but didn't hear what he said. Her entire concentration was on her pleasure zones, her cunt and mind. Both were overwhelming her remaining senses with desire.

Jack then started to work on Sandy's nipples. Although they were fully extended, he couldn't resist grabbing them between his finger and thumbs and pinching them roughly. Her tits were magnificent. Adding nipple rings would only make them more beautiful.

Sandy groaned as the pain and pleasure from his touch raced through her body and magnified her arousal. He smiled at her reaction and knew she would soon cave to her desires and throw herself at him to satisfy her needs.

Jack grabbed his tool and quickly pierced her left nipple. The pain caused Sandy to jump and her body to tremble as he inserted the ring. He reached over and picked up the soldering iron and quickly closed the gap, permanently attaching the ring. Sandy calmed after a few minutes as Jack readied the next ring, then moaned as the tool pierced her other nipple. In only a few minutes it was all over.

Jack then slid his hands down and spread Sandy's legs a little more and attached leather straps to her thighs, holding her tightly down to the table. He didn't want her to move when he pierced her clit. When he finished his right hand slid up her thigh and caressed the soaked slit. As he pulled back her protective hood and exposed the extended bud, he was amazed at how long it was. It was at least an inch long and quite red. When he touched it Sandy groaned from deep in her gut as the drug induced arousal was almost more than she could take. Jack then pulled the bud further from her body and placed his tool at the base and punctured it in one quick motion.

Sandy screamed in agony as the pain quickly doused her arousal and eliminated her need for climax. Jack took the ring and slipped it into the hole. As he closed the ring Sandy was composing her mind and body, waiting for what was next. Still blind; her remaining senses were on full alert.

The table at Sandy's head now had only five items left, a ring, a stud, a length of chain, and two charms with connecting gold chains. Jack reached over and grabbed a ring gag. He forced it into her mouth, holding it wide open. He then took a pair of forceps and grabbed the end of her tongue. As he pulled it out of her mouth he attached a clamp holding it in place fully extended from her lips. Now her mouth was open wider than it had ever been sucking any cock and her tongue was pulled out so far it looked like she could lick her nose. Jack smiled as every time he did this the expression was always comical on the victims face. He then placed the punch at the top of the tongue and pushed it through. Sandy tried to move but she was tightly secured and no movement was possible. Jack then moved the punch a little further out on the tongue and did it again. He then inserted the stud in the first hole and attached the ball on the end, then wrapped the ring in the second hole and around the tip of the tongue. When he finished soldering it closed, Sandy could be secured by locking a leash to the tongue and lead around by the mouth. Jack wondered what a blow-job would feel like with the new additions. Jack then removed the clamp, forceps, and ring gag. Sandy closed her mouth as much as possible with the ring making it difficult.

The last two items were easily installed; the first was a charm with two connecting chains on either end. He attached each end to a nipple ring leaving the charm right between her tits. The charm was simple enough; on one side it said "Cum Slut", on the other "Owned Slave". If any outfit exposed her cleavage it would announce to the world her status. The second charm only had one chain and that was attached to her clit ring. It extended down about a foot before it split to two smaller chains connecting to each end of the charm. The charm only said one thing, "SLUT". Left to dangle it would bounce between her legs and keep her arousal levels high. The only way to stop this would be to pull the charm up over her waist chain and have it displayed prominently in front of her skirt at crotch level, drawing attention to her cunt.

Jack sat back for a minute to admire his work. There was only one more thing and his job was finished. He reached over and took the last length of chain and threaded it through the ring on her collar, down to her right nipple, through that ring and down to her clit ring. Once there he continued up to her left nipple ring and back to the collar. When finished he cut the chain to length and soldered the ends together making a loop through and a diamond pattern on the front of her body.

To test the chain, Jack pulled on one side and the chain rotated through the rings dragging across her nipples and clit. The effect was dramatic. Sandy immediately started to groan and move her body as each link crossed each sensitive nub. It took only a few revolutions before she was again on the edge of an orgasm. Mission accomplished Jack thought.

Susan arrived back at college and quickly called Cindy. When she answered Susan demanded, "Where are you slut? I need you back at the dorm room now!"

"I just finished class mistress; I can be there in ten minutes."

"Great, don't waste any time, I need you now." Susan replied.

When Cindy returned, Susan explained what had happened at the lawyer's office. As she was explaining what the Martinez family was involved with, Susan came to the conclusion that she was allowing her fantasies to warp her thinking. It was one thing to dominate another person, if that person wanted to be dominated. But the relationship must be mutual, not one of non-consensual domination. Each person has a responsibility to the other. The dominate, must keep her submissive safe and protect her at all costs. And the submissive must trust that her mistress will keep her safe and not endanger her. It is truly the submissive that ends up with the control.

Susan looked into Cindy's eyes and started to cry. "I'm sorry Cindy, I'm afraid I've got a lot to learn about being a mistress. I want you to know that I won't jeopardize your life or reputation in any way. If you do not want this relationship we stop right now. It will not affect our friendship in any way. However, if you should want to continue, I will protect you and never betray that trust."