Teacher's Mind-Controlled Sluts 15

All had heavy rings pierced through their nipples and clits. All of them were ready to serve their new masters in any way possible. Some slid on leather cuffs. They started putting on their makeup, helping each other look beautiful.

Mrs. Foster and Cassandra stalked through the room, my Hispanic maid slapping her riding crop onto her palm. The stinging sound echoed through the room. She looked so exciting as she inspected all the girls.

"Oh, you darling sluts," Mrs. Foster said. She held up a leather collar. It had Monique's name on it. "You are going to present the collar to your owner for them to claim you forever. You will be their sex slaves, devoted to them. That's all you're good for. You've trained for this. You're ready to be one man's toy. Maybe he'll keep. Maybe he'll sell you. He could breed you in the hopes of a daughter-slave. It's really up to him."

The girls all smiled.

"The word's out," she continued, a big smile on her lips. "The men out there all know you are the best sex slaves on the market. That they won't buy finer anywhere in the world."

"Do not let our school down," hissed Cassandra.

SMACK!

She cracked the riding crop into her palm. "Do not let Mr. Miller down! You are the proof that his way is the right way!"

"We won't, Mr. Miller!" all fifteen sex slaves cried out together.

"Good," said Mrs. Foster. "Now line up for the auction."

The girls did, and Mrs. Foster handed out collars to each one. Then they went out on stage and knelt in a row behind the podium. It was a special one, with a padded chair, almost like a gynecologist chair, before it. My dick throbbed at it.

"Good luck," Helen said and threw her arms around my neck and kissed me.

Her naked body pressed against me. Her tongue danced with mine. I loved the kiss. Our tongues danced together. It was an amazing treat to make out with my sexy fiancee. I groped the redhead's ass, my dick throbbing against her.

The door opened and Dean Brown entered. She was dressed like a dominatrix. One of her sons followed after in a leather cod piece and nothing else, a collar and leash around his neck. The dean watched the girls on stage and looked around.

"Everything is ready?" she asked. "The crowd is eager. We have a full house."

"Ready," I said, grinning at her. "This is going to be perfect. My girls are going to shine. You'll see. There won't be any problems."

Dean Brown smiled. "Then let's get this started."

She marched out onto the stage to the podium. Her son followed after and knelt beside her. Cassandra paced behind the kneeling sex slaves in her uniform while Mrs. Foster stood to the side clutching her round stomach beaming like a proud mother at her girls.

Helen slipped away from me so I would be ready to go on stage. The dean motioned to one of the boys in her stable of brawny idiots. He pulled on the curtain. They parted and the audience appeared. It was well lit to see them. My cock throbbed at the possibilities of what was to come. It would be so hot.

"Welcome, welcome to the first graduating class of our sex slave program," Dean Brown said, standing there with her big tits out, her son kneeling at her side. "We have quite the collection of fifteen girls. They have completed the program and are ready to serve in any way possible. This experimental program has been the brainchild of Mr. Jack Miller. A long-time math teacher at our school, he is the finest educator that I have ever worked with. His devotion to his students is legendary.

"He has brought many radical programs to the college from our new dress code to the embracing of traditional monogamy by our students. Feminism has had a vision for women that Mr. Miller disagrees with. Many of us are happy being wives and mothers, and those girls have been encouraged to embrace that role and become homemakers, teachers, secretaries, or nurses.

"And I am happy to report that a full half of those girls are pregnant with their first child, starting their families already."

Applause rippled through the auditorium. I was happy about that. Most of the girls were bred by their boyfriends, but a few by teachers or me.

"Some exceptional girls, of course, have the intelligence and drive to make their own contribution to society," continued Dean Brown. "They will be our future scientists, programmers, and businesswomen. But there are some girls that are ill-suited for either role.

"They are good for nothing but being used by men. Dumb sluts who need their lusts channeled towards proper submission. And that is what we have started here. I'm very proud to present Mr. Miller who will lead this auction and give you all the chance to bid on these naughty, naughty sluts."

She backed away from the podium, applauding.

The audience burst into thunderous adulation for me as I marched out leading Darcy. I gripped the end of the belt as my teacher's pet moved behind me. I had a big smile on my lips as the cheering echoed through the auditorium.

I reached the podium and waved at them, waiting for the applause to die down. Dean Brown went to a chair set to the side, sitting there and spreading her legs. Her son instantly buried his face between her thighs to eat her pussy.

"Yes," she groaned as her back arched. Her eyes fluttered for a moment as she gripped the back of his head and held her to her pussy.

Soon, she would be drowning her son in cunt cream.

When I reached the podium, I helped Darcy to sit in the specially constructed seat for her. She sank down on it and spread her legs wide. Her pussy lips parted. She was just such a succulent treat to witness. Her pregnant belly swelled over her while her round boobs jiggled.

"Thank you so much for coming out," I said. "My teacher's pet is here to hep me out with my hardon." I grinned. "With so many sluts for sale, I'm going to need something to take the pressure off."

Chuckles echoed through the auditorium while Darcy giggled.

"This cutie is Darcy," I said. "She's about to have my daughter. Her mother, Mrs. Foster, is the instructor of the sex slaves and one of my prized slaves. In the back in the maid's uniform is Cassandra, the pilot student to the program and my first sex slave."

CRACK.

I loved the sound of the riding crop slapping into her hand.

"She's very enthusiastic to make sure that these sluts are ripe and ready to be auctioned off today," I said as I pushed my cock into my pregnant pet's cunt. Now nineteen, she was still cute and adorable. She always would if my understanding of my powers worked the way I hoped. "Now, there we are. Darcy has a very tight cunt. I took her virginity myself. I'm the only cock that will ever be in her."

Darcy beamed at me, her pussy clamping down on my cock.

"Now, sadly, we can't auction off virgins. These are sluts. They've taken plenty of dildos and dick to make sure they're ready, but they have never been bred. None of them are pregnant, and they all have a clean bill of health. You have nothing to worry about. They know how to cook, clean, and fuck. They get off on pain. On humiliation. They are all so eager to be yours."

Some whoops and cheers echoed through the auditorium.

I drew back my cock slowly, sliding it out of my sex slave's cunt. Darcy moaned as I did that. Then I slid back into her cunt, savoring the grip of her as Cassandra grabbed the first slave for auction. My dick twitched and throbbed as I heard a loud smack.

"Get that ass up there, slut!" Cassandra hissed.

"Yes, Miss Cassandra!" groaned Vera. She was a brunette girl with big boobs that jiggled in her red corset. She had on high heels and fishnet stockings, the gold rings threaded through her nipples and clit gleaming in the spotlights.

She sauntered up to the stage beside me and struck a pose, her legs spread apart, her hands behind her head. She was open for their viewing. Her cunt dripped juices. Cameras recorded her and projected her image up on two big screens flanking the stage. HD quality. You could see the beads of pussy cream dripping down her thighs.

My dick throbbed in Darcy's cunt as I slowly pumped away at her pregnant pussy. I let the men get a good look at her. Just see how gorgeous she was. How beautiful and delicious she was. The sort of girl that they could all see themselves fucking.

"This is Vera," I said. "And those are all-natural Double D's she's sporting. Big and soft tits just begging to slide around your cock. Twenty-one, she's young and fertile if you want her for a breeding slave. She's got a tight twat, a tighter asshole, and a mouth that could deep-throat a boa-constrictor."

She winked.

"Turn around, slut," hissed Cassandra.

CRACK!

Vera moaned and turned around. She bent over, thrusting out her rump. A red welt formed on her pale ass. The men groaned in the audience as the cameras captured her rump and her tight slit dripping with her juices.

"She has an ass made for spanking, and that pale skin that really shows off the red. Look at that ass blushing." I slapped my hand down on her rump as I pumped away at Darcy's tight, pregnant cunt. "You are not going to be disappointed in Vera."

"Face the audience, slut," Cassandra hissed.

"Yes, Miss Cassandra," the slave moaned as she straightened and turned around. She turned and faced the crowd, a big smile on her lips. It spread from ear to ear. She beamed there, looking so happy with herself. She put her hands on her hips, almost in a daring pose. "I'm Vera, and I'm ready to be your slut!"

The men groaned again as I savored fucking Darcy's pussy. I smiled, letting their lusts swelled as I enjoyed my pet's tight cunt. Pleasure flowed down my cock. She moaned, her face twisting with delight. Her milk-heavy tits jiggled.

"Let's start the bidding at $500," I said, my dick twitching in Darcy's cunt.

It was a frenzy as each man had a paddle with a number on it. So many of them flashed out, it was hard to know which one had shot up first. "$1000!" I cried. More shot up. "$1500! $2000! $2500! $3000! $3500! $4000! $4500! $5000!"

Finally, paddles were dropping out. I was just in awe. It was clear that I had to start the bidding higher next year. These men wanted their very own sex slaves, and they were willing to pay top dollar for this slut.

"$5500!" I cried, pumping away at Darcy's cunt.

253 raised his paddle.

"$6000!"

112 raised his paddle with 34's shooting up next.

"I see $6500! Do we... Yes, yes, $7000 from 253. $7500 from 34. No $8000 to 112. 59 swoops in with $8500. $9000 to 253. $9500 to 59. $10,000 to 112. $10,500 to 253. Do I have $11,000?"

There was a pause while I pumped away at Darcy's cunt. Then 34 raised his paddle.

"$11,000!"

Instantly, 253's paddle shot up.

"Back to 253 for $11,500 and... 34 wants her for $12,000. Now $12,500 to 253." My heart pounded as I worked my dick in and out of Darcy's juicy snatch. "Well, 34 or anyone else, do you want her for-- $13,000 to 34. No, $13,500 to 253." I looked at 34. I could see him agonizing. "Going once..."

34's sign started to edge up but hesitated.

"Going twice..."

34 shot his sign up.

"$14,000... No, 14,500 to 253," I said, that sign shooting up in an instant. "Vera, you got quite the bidding war here."

She beamed out in delight.

"34?" I asked, staring at the man. He shook his head. Too rich for him.

"Then sold to 253 for $14,500," I said, the amount staggering me. It was a few months' pay for me but to buy my own sex slave, that was something amazing.

253 came on down with Vera now holding out her collar for him. She knelt on the ground as the man came up on stage. He was an older man, a big grin on his face. He strode right up to her, his hands shaking.

"Daddy!" Vera squealed in delight. "Oh, Daddy, you really did buy me."

"Took out a second mortgage on the house," he said. "But your mother is behind this. She wants you to finally clean up around the house. She's going to make sure you keep it spotless when you're not polishing my knob."

"Yes, Daddy!" Vera squealed as she handed him her collar. Tears spilled down her cheeks. "Oh, Daddy, thank you, thank you, thank you."

He buckled the collar around her neck then Cassandra handed him a leash. He led her over then just stopped. He said something and, right there on stage, his daughter-slave opened his fly, pulled out his cock, and started sucking on him.

"Well, isn't that a heartwarming conclusion to Vera's auction," I groaned, pumping away at Darcy's pussy. "Bought by her own father. And look at how she happily suckles on his dick. Isn't that a beautiful sight?"

Cheers ran through the auditorium.

"Well, next up we have Monique!" I said as Cassandra brought up the sexy Black girl. She had big boobs and half her hair dyed blonde which was then braided together with the black half to form something striking.

I thrust in and out of Darcy's cunt as she was shown off. Then the bidding was underway. The men wanted her, too. I had a feeling most of the men didn't have the money to really afford a sex slave, but there were more than a few out there who had money to spend.

Darcy whimpered as the bidding climbed higher and higher for Monique. I loved the feeling of my pregnant slut's hot cunt squeezing about my cock. That delicious snatch was just made to massage my cock with all that wonderful cunt.

"Do I here $13,000," I called as my nuts slapped into Darcy's taint.

112 raised his paddle. Then 34 shot up his.

"34 has her $13,500," I said. 34 seemed more eager for Monique. Maybe because she was Black? Well, I hoped he enjoyed her. "$14,000 to 112 and... no, $14,500 to 34. Do I hear $15,000... yes, to 112."

Once again, 34 was outbid and Monique was sold off to 112. He claimed his sex slave. 112 also bought Alexandra and Chrissy. After getting three sex slaves, he seemed more than happy to let some of the others get one. 34 bought Miranda for $13,000 and grinned as he collared her.

"My wife is going to kill me for spending so much," said 34 as he led off Miranda, "so you better be good at licking pussy."

"I'm the best, Master," she purred. "Would you like to fuck my cunt as I please your wife? That really makes me eat pussy with gusto."

"Damn," her new oweor groaned.

I loved it. I kept thrusting away at Darcy's pussy, the passion building and building as I sold sex slave after sex slave. The last one up, was Rhonda, a blonde with round tits and was nearly six feet tall. She used to be the star point guard on the basketball team. Now she was standing there as this athletic amazon sex slave.

She went for $16,000, the highest of all the slaves to 59 who stood a foot shorter than her. He looked so proud as he led her off. I groaned at that, and really slammed into Darcy's cunt, fucking her pregnant depths with such hard thrusts.

"Yes, yes, yes," I groaned, savoring the way her cunt massaged me. "That was a success!"

"It was, Mr. Miller!" my pet moaned, her hot cunt squeezing about me. She held me with her tight cunt. She gripped me with that wonderful snatch. "Oh, Mr. Miller, it was just perfect. I'm so happy! Just so thrilled!"

I felt so elated as I fucked her pussy, driving into her cunt. I buried deep and hard into her snatch. My balls slapped into her taint, full of all the cum that I would pump into her snatch. I buried deep and hard into her cunt.

The need to cum swelled and swelled. She whimpered, her face contorting as she quivered there. I fucked into her cunt with hard strokes. I buried into her twat over and over again. She moaned out with passion. She trembled as I pounded into her twat again and again.

"Yes, yes, yes!" she squealed. "Mr. Miller! I love your cock. I... I... Yes!"

My pet's pussy went wild around my cock. She convulsed on me. Her hot cunt writhed and spasmed around my dick. I drew back my hips, her hot flesh suckling at me. She moaned, her boobs jiggling. It was an incredible rush to feel her pregnant snatch suckling at me.

"Mr. Miller!" she moaned, rubbing her hands across her pregnant belly! "Cum in me!"

"Yes!" I growled and buried to the hilt in her cunt.

I threw back my head and erupted.

"Shit!" I groaned and fired into her cunt again and again.

It was outstanding to enjoy flooding her pregnant, young twat. Just a rush to have all that cum spurting over and over into her snatch. Her hot flesh rippled around my cock. She nursed at me with all that hunger. It was an incredible delight to feel her nursing at me.

"Mr. Miller!" she moaned as she bucked on her platform. "I love you!"

Her cunt milked my dick. She worked out every drop of cum I had in my nuts. I fired it all into her, shuddering through the pleasure. The rapture washed over my mind one last time. I drew in a deep breath and breathed heavily.

"Damn," I groaned as I savored the bliss melting through my vision.

"Very nice," purred a familiar voice.

I turned to see Dean Brown striding up, her son crawling after. His mouth dripped with her pussy juices. My cock throbbed as an idea hit me. I grinned and pulled my cock out of Darcy's cunt and faced the dominatrix.

"How'd we do?" I asked her.

"The auction made the school. $205,500," she said, shaking her head. "We can do a lot of good with that money."

"Nice," I said, smiling.

"The girls sold at an average of $13,700," she added. "Very well done, Mr. Miller. This was a rousing success. I just wonder if my auction of the studs in a few hours will be as profitable."

"Who knows," I said. "I think women are worth more, but those studs will probably be sold to landscaping companies or construction companies. Work hard by day and rent them out as studs by night or something."

"What an excellent idea," she said. "You are full of them."

"Yes, I am," I said. "Are you on birth control?"

"Of course I am," she said. "I don't want one of these studs to breed me."

"You know, studies show that if I knock you up, and my cum can overcome your birth control, that you'll stop aging. So, bend over, start licking my jizz out of Darcy's pussy, and let me breed that MILF-twat of yours, Dean Brown."

She smiled at me. "Only man I would take orders from." She shuddered. "Stop aging, that is more than tempting. Okay, breed me."

I grinned as she bent over, her plump rump thrusting out at me. She pressed her face into Darcy's cunt. My teacher's pet moaned in delight as the dean licked and lapped at her cunt. It was such a hot sight to see. I loved it. I loved it so much.

I slapped my cock, wet with Darcy's pussy juices, on the dean's rump. I loved that sound. I slid it down her body then thrust it into her pussy. I buried it into her cunt with a hard plunge. It was just such a thrill to be in her again.

I don't think I had fucked her since the day I claimed Cassandra back at the start of the school year.

"Shit," I groaned as I savored the dean's married cunt around my cock. She moaned into Darcy's pussy. "Damn, you have a nice cunt, Dean Brown."

"And you have such a big dick, Mr. Miller," she moaned, her twat clamping down hard on my dick. "So big."

"Yes, he does," moaned my naughty pet.

I fucked Dean Brown hard. I pounded her MILF cunt as she feasted on the creampie I left in Darcy's bred pussy. I loved the sight of the dean devouring that pregnant cunt. My pet's round belly rose above the dean's head, that fertile curve so exciting to watch.

I groaned, thrusting into Dean Brown's cunt with hard strokes. She moaned into that sloppy twat. Her head moved as she feasted on my cum. She licked it out of Darcy as I slammed to the hilt in that tight snatch.

"I am going to breed a daughter in you, Dean Brown," I panted, plowing deep and hard into her snatch.

"Or a son," she moaned. "Another boy to dominate when he's eighteen."

I grinned. It would be a daughter.

I fucked hard into her cunt. I buried to the hilt in her snatch. I fucked her with such hard strokes. It was an incredible delight to bury into her twat over and over again. She moaned as she licked at Darcy's cunt.