Date: Fri, 15 Apr 2016 11:10:52 +0100 From: Barney Bumpkin Subject: Teacher Training - A tale of control and humiliation Chapter 27 Disclaimer: This story is intended for adults interested in homosexual erotica. If that is not something that you wish to read then go no further. All characters and situations are fictional though hopefully plausible and grounded in reality. The work published here is previously unpublished and all my own, with all rights reserved. The author is based in the UK so the diction reflects this but my stories involve characters of different ethnicities and many are set in locations outside the UK. Thanks to Nifty for all the pleasure the Archive has given me over the years and for the opportunity to bring my writing efforts to the attention of those who share my particular erotic interests. Readers are encouraged to make a donation to keep the archive going for many more years. Feedback is welcome via e-mail at the above address - especially if you liked what I wrote! Please don't contact me with commercial requests or advertising. Hope you enjoy Barney Synopsis Newly qualified teacher, David Smith, moves to London from the provinces to find a job and comes into contact with large numbers of youngsters from the Indian sub-continent for the first time. He finds himself completely entranced by their good looks and is surprised by the adulation his own pale skinned, fair-haired, choirboy appearance generates among many of the Indian youngsters. David knows he is gay, but was fearful of the consequences of coming out whilst pursuing his studies and living at home with his parents, so he remained firmly in the closet. After he has landed himself a permanent job and found himself somewhere to live, the opportunity arises for David to explore his long-suppressed desires through the intervention of Alim, a sexually precocious, street-wise 18 year old Indian lad. Alim and his Indian mates set about providing David with a crash course in gay sex education and soon have him completely in their power. But the problem for David is not just the illegality of being drawn into sex with one of the school's pupils but with the Indian lad's liking for public humiliation - which threatens to bring the teacher's career to an end before it even begins. 27 The Reunion When the doorbell rang, David and Sharif hurried down the stairs and found a smiling Ravi awaiting them holding a bottle of Champagne in his hands. But to the teacher's surprise, their visitor ignored him and addressed Sharif in the Indian language he had used to talk with Alim when they had first met. Excluded from their conversation, he watched as the youngster replied with a laugh and a sideways glance in his direction, leaving him guessing what the pair were cooking up for him next. After a further exchange, Sharif took the bottle and handed it over to David. "You are to take off all your clothes, put on your collar and serve us drinks in the living room!" David turned to look at them and from the, now stern, expressions on their faces, realised they were in earnest. With his heart thumping and his cock beginning to stiffen, he bowed his head submissively and dashed up the stairs to comply with their demands while Sharif let their visitor in and closed the door behind them. "So, how are you getting on with training your slave boy?" he overheard Ravi ask Sharif when he reached the landing and began hurriedly shedding his clothes. "Pretty good," he heard Sharif reply with a chuckle as he hung his jeans up on the pegs, from which their collars and the leash still dangled. "We went to a gay bar for the first time earlier on this week and had a great time! I got David to strip completely naked and suck my dick in front of a whole crowd of guys!" "Sounds like fun!" the older Indian responded. "It was!" Sharif assured him, "And what's more, he can't wait to go there again!" "Then late last night, I took him out for a walk in the park on a leash, wearing nothing but a dog collar and tied him up to a tree!" the youngster boasted. "He really liked that as well!" "Did you know there's a gay cruising ground right on our doorstep?" As the Indian duo reached the top of the stairs, David, now naked, quickly grabbed the dog collar and rushed into the kitchen to prepare their drinks. * * * * * * * * A minute later he was about to take the unopened bottle and the only two wine glasses he possessed into the lounge on a tray, but checked himself just in time to knock on the door and await their permission to enter first. He may be in his own home, but in the fantasies that were now filling his head, the Indians were his masters and he was their servant. They made him wait outside before Sharif yelled out for him to join them. When David opened the door he discovered Ravi sitting on the sofa with the youngster at his side in a scene reminiscent of the first time they had met, when Alim had made him display himself to the older Indian for inspection. As he set the tray down on the coffee table, he spotted a pair of nipple clamps adorning it, which he presumed Ravi had deposited there. Guessing these were destined to be used on him, David swallowed hard. The two Indians sniggered when they looked up and discovered his cock was already hard. "Open the bottle then!" demanded Sharif, "And make sure you don't spill any," he warned, "it's expensive stuff!" Although he was unused to opening Champagne bottles, David managed to unfastened the seals okay but when he began easing out the cork it immediately popped and foaming wine began pouring out onto the carpet. "Get it in the glass!" Sharif shouted, holding his up to the neck of the bottle to capture as much of it as he could. "Fill this one too," he added holding up the second glass when the outflow had slowed and then handing it over to their guest. "Cheers!" the two Indians cried, clinking their glasses together in a toast before taking a sip. "It tastes great!" commented the youngster after sampling the bubbling sweetness of his first ever glass of Champagne. "It ought to be - it cost enough!" Ravi muttered. "I warned you not to spill any! Didn't I?" Sharif complained to David, setting down his glass after taking a second sip. "Yes Sir," David croaked, instinctively addressing the youngster in the same fashion he had been taught to address his previous masters. "Down on your knees!" demanded Sharif in response, "The only Champagne you'll get to taste today is what you can lick up off the carpet!" "You don't mind if I take some pictures?" Ravi asked his compatriot with a grin, "This is getting really raunchy!" "I didn't forget my promise, by the way," he added, pulling a memory stick from his pocket along with his camera and placing it on the table, "Here's your copy of the pics from last time." Delighted Ravi hadn't forgotten to bring them, Sharif readily gave his consent and proceeded to force David's head down to the wet patch on the floor and rub his nose in the split wine. While Ravi circled around the two of them capturing the action on video, Sharif began to slap the teacher's upturned arse with the flat of his hand by way of punishment for his incompetence. Aroused by the show the youngster had put on for him, Ravi pulled his dick from his trousers and started pulling on it as he recorded the naked white boy's humiliation at the hands of his prot‚g‚. "Up on the table!" Sharif demanded, after his blows had created two pink circles on David's ivory buttocks. "You should know the drill by now!" he added, "Put your hands on your head and close your eyes so Ravi can get a good look at you!" Ravi eagerly captured the arousing sight of the scarlet faced white boy posing submissively on the table top for his entertainment. He zoomed in on the purple tip of his erect cock as it pulsed up and down betraying his excitement and then on the now crimson patches adorning his backside which revealed the extent of his submission. After recording David's humiliation on video, the Indian set his cam down and stepped forward to sample the more transitory, but no less pleasurable, delights the young teacher's body had to offer him. "I see you've let him start growing his pubes again," he commented after he'd caressed David's otherwise deliciously smooth torso. "You should carry on having him shave off his body hair," he advised his compatriot. "It's a constant reminder for him that he's your slave and a source of humiliation whenever he has to take his clothes off in public." "Don't I know it!" replied Sharif, with Rajesh's humiliation of them in the gym changing rooms still fresh in his mind. Ravi seemed to have resumed his tutorial on domination where he had left off over a month before, he noted. Maybe it was still fresh in his mind from the pictures he'd taken of them, which both he and David had been itching to see. "His tits are as sensitive as ever though!" Ravi chuckled, as David's cock jerked a notch upwards the moment he touched them. "My present should make them more sensitive still!" he sniggered, "as well as make it obvious to everyone that that's what turns him on!" At this point the tutorial was interrupted as the older Indian filled his mouth with Champagne and then took the excited teacher's cock into his mouth, bathing it with the precious liquid so that it mingled with his juices before then swallowing it down. Unaware of what was about to happen, at first David was startled by the cold but when Ravi continued sucking his dick and fondling his legs, arse and torso as he did so, he soon started to moan in appreciation. As the older man's passion grew, he pulled on his own cock more and more rapidly and set about licking and kissing the young teacher's exposed body all the way from his ankles to his armpits. Then, as though he were revealing some secret hiding place, he eased apart David's buttocks, sank his face between them and proceeded to slide his tongue along the entire length of his crack before easing its tip into his pretty pink hole. Although Sharif doubted this was what he had intended to do, at this juncture the older Indian's excitement boiled over, with the consequence that within just a few minutes of his arrival he had already cum! "Wow! You must have been feeling horny!" the lad commented with a laugh. "Well, you put on a pretty good show for me!" Ravi replied with a grin. "Don't worry I plan to cum again later," he chuckled amiably and walked off to the bathroom to clean himself up. * * * * * * * * As soon as he heard Ravi leave the room, David's eyes instantly opened. "Looks like you're going to have to do all the talking," he whispered to Sharif, reminding him of the need to raise the thorny subject of Alim and Rajesh with his mentor. "Bring it up now cos once he's had sex with both of us he's much less likely to offer to help us out!" "Okay, okay! I'll do it the first chance I get." Sharif whispered back, "You're going to have to keep him entertained meanwhile though! It looks like you're going to have to get used to having clamps on your tits!" "You want to try the Champagne?" he added, handing the bottle to his mate so he could take a swig, thinking it might be less painful if David was inebriated. "Start wanking!" Sharif demanded, snatching the bottle from David's hand the moment he heard sounds of his compatriot returning. "Put your hands on your head and count to twenty whenever you get close," he added. "But don't you dare cum or you'll get spanked again!" Ravi gave his prot‚g‚ a smile as a mark of his approval as a red-faced David began pulling on his dick while Sharif topped up their glasses with more Champagne. "Shall we try out the nipple clamps on him?" Ravi suggested, as the youngster handed his glass to him. "Okay, but won't they hurt?" asked Sharif, picking them up to examine them. "You want to try them on yourself first?" the older Indian teased. "Nooo!" replied Sharif, hastily handing them over to him and backing away. "The trick is to get them tight enough to stay in place but not so tight that they stop the blood flow completely. You adjust them with this screw," Ravi demonstrated. "If you get it right his slightest movement (such as wanking) makes the chain swing back and forth which varies the pressure on his nips as though someone was tweaking 'em and that helps to keep him turned on." "You use them with bondage gear. A lot of subs get off on being tied up or locked up so that anyone can do whatever they like with 'em. They want to be stripped, fondled and wanked- off or forced to do things they wouldn't do otherwise." "Being tickled, slapped and tortured goes with it as well - as that way he gets to realise how vulnerable he's made himself. Once these clamps are attached, a sub is totally dependent on his master to show him mercy when they start to bite." "You can also hang things from the chain or use it to lead him around by the tits on a leash - which is pretty humiliating! If you use them on him regularly they'll make his nips grow bigger as well." "I already led him around the park by his cock!" Sharif boasted in reply, "I cut down the dog collar Alim made me wear to make David a cock strap! I'll show it you!" he added, dashing off to the hallway to retrieve it from the pegs. On his return he proceeded to demonstrate its use by fastening it tightly around David's genitals to make his cock and balls stand out from his body more vulnerable than ever. "I'm impressed!" Ravi commented with a grin, "You seem to have developed quite a flare for domination while I've been away!" "I've got a present for you too!" he then added, setting the nipple clamps aside for the moment and pulling a studded leather jockstrap from his pocket. "Wow! Thanks Ravi!" Sharif replied, genuinely pleased at being given a butch jockstrap to wear, as opposed to the girlie knickers Alim had forced him to dress up in, or indeed, the nipple clamps which his mentor had so generously bestowed on David. "Try it on!" Ravi urged lasciviously, "Once you're stripped I can also demonstrate the nipple clamps on you!" he added with a chuckle. "Can I ask you about something first?" the youngster ventured, realising that as soon as he stripped off to put on the jockstrap the older Indian would be keen to have his way with him. "Okay..." Ravi responded hesitantly, wary of fielding his young compatriot's seemingly endless questions when he'd much prefer to be fucking him! "Me and David have been on our own here for over a week now and it's been great!" he began tentatively. "But Alim and Rajesh are due home from their holidays any day now and we can't face going back to the way things were." Ravi let the youngster continue, already having a good idea what was coming next. "We've tried to figure out a way to get them off our backs by ourselves - but apart from David jacking in his job and us leaving London, we can't think how to do it!" "So we hoped you might be willing to help." "Okay, I promise I'll do whatever I can," their long-suffering admirer agreed, "but do we have to discuss it right at this moment?" "I'm afraid we do," Sharif insisted, "They could be back as soon as tomorrow!" "Shit!" Ravi cursed, as he realised that if he didn't intervene immediately this could easily be his last encounter with the couple whose pictures he had been wanking off over for the last five weeks and been dreaming about fucking on a regular basis on his return! "Okay, in that case you'd better fill me in..." he conceded. "Thank you!" sighed a relieved Sharif, surprised to find his feelings welling up and on the brink of tears, "Thank you Ravi!" "Okay, okay!" the older man muttered in return, embarrassed that the lad should thank him so profusely. "But at least try the jock on for me first!" he joked with a grin. With his spirits uplifted by the older Indian's commitment to at least listen to their problems, Sharif took the present from his mentor's hands and sped off to the bedroom to try it on so he could check out how he looked in the mirror. * * * * * * * * "Keep your hands on your head!" Ravi called out to David rising to his feet as soon as the youngster was out of the room. "Guess I'm about to hear about the mess your infatuation with Indian lads has landed you in!" Ravi sighed whilst stroking the underside of the teacher's bloated cock playfully. "If I were to dig you out of this hole you've dug for yourself, I hope you realise this pert white arse of yours, and the boy's here, will belong to me!" he chuckled, stroking the teachers reddened backside proprietorially. Although it was said jokingly, David realised he knew so little about the man that he and Sharif were relying on to liberate them that they could easily be trading slavery to one set of Indian masters for that to another! He thought they would be better off under the control of the more experienced older man, but also knew he would miss the excitement created by the younger lads' inventiveness and unpredictability. "You do understand that?" Ravi asked David to confirm when he was slow to respond, casually slapping the teacher's trussed up cock from side to side to prompt him to reply. "Don't worry, you'll find me a much more benevolent and generous master than the terrors who currently have you by the balls - but a master nonetheless - one who expects to be obeyed!" "I understand, Sir!" the teacher finally croaked, abandoning his attempts to work out the implications of what his assent would mean. Only time would tell whether he had made the right decision, but at least this way he stood a better chance of holding onto Sharif. "Excellent!" Ravi chuckled, holding up the bottle of Champagne to David's lips for him to take a gulp, "Now we've all got something to celebrate!" * * * * * * * * When the excited Indian youngster returned wearing nothing but the jockstrap, Ravi greeted him warmly with a kiss and a pat on his bare backside and then had him pose for the camera so he could capture how sexy he looked dressed in his new outfit. "Okay Sharif, tell me how on earth a couple of smart young guys like you two, managed to end up being pimped out as rent boys by Alim and his mate!" the older Indian then demanded, settling down on the sofa and urging the lad down to sit beside him. "Well," Sharif began hesitantly with a sigh, "It goes back a long way, to when I first came here, five years ago." "Because my English wasn't great, and mum's was even worse, we didn't know the way things worked here. We had a few relatives living nearby but there weren't many Asians on the estate where we ended up living, so I was picked on at school and by the other kids on the estate. It was so bad that I used to bunk off school, stay home and pretend to be sick." "Things haven't changed much in twenty years then!" commented Ravi, "That sounds like what happened to me." "Bloody white racists!" he added, rising to his feet and jokingly giving David's cock a sharp slap. "But it wasn't just the white kids who bullied me," Sharif protested. "Because my family didn't have much money I got it in the neck from the Indian and the black kids as well! They made fun of my clothes, made out I was dirty and went out of their way to mess me around." "It seems I owe you an apology!" Ravi acknowledged, this time making the teacher squirm by yanking down his foreskin and pulling on his cock. "Can you hold on there a minute Sharif?" he asked picking the nipple clamps up from the table. "It sounds as though this could be a very long story, so to make sure you keep it as succinct as possible, I'm going to put the clamps on your mate's nipples until you're done," the older Indian explained rising to his feet. "The bigger the mess you've got yourself into," he chortled in the teacher's ear as he adjusted the clamps' screws and tugged on the chain to make sure they were securely attached, "the longer you're going to have to suffer!" David kept his mouth shut and swallowed hard telling himself this was just one more torment he'd have to get used to, while at the same time desperately hoping Sharif wouldn't make him suffer it for too long! "Okay, now you can carry on!" Ravi told his compatriot, giving one of the clamps a flick. "But you best to be as brief as possible or David may have grown a pair of tits by the time you've finished!" Disconcerted by the grimace that appeared on his mate's face following the flick, Sharif pressed on with telling his story. "Then one day at school, I noticed an Indian lad from the year above me kept looking at me strangely and following me around. A few days later when I was getting plagued by a bunch of older kids in the playground, Alim and a couple of his mates came to my rescue and warned 'em off." "Afterwards they asked me if I wanted to join their gang and of course I said 'yes'. But it didn't take long for me to find out there were strings attached to Alim's friendship - like me sucking his dick, wanking him off, and later on, getting fucked by him whenever he was feeling horny - whether I wanted to or not!" "When the other lads got to know I was a member of Alim's gang they kept away from me but they also worked out I was low down in the pecking order - even lower than Alim's kid brother, Fakir, who's four years younger than me! So whenever I was on my own they would still have a go at me." "It didn't help that if I ever put a foot wrong or said something out of turn, the whole gang would turn on me. I soon found out Alim wasn't just after sex - he loved to humiliate me in front of his mates as well. One day when I upset him, he made me strip in the school toilets and wank off on the floor while they pissed on me and made me go around stinking of their piss for the rest of the day!" "If I ever tried to make friends with a lad outside the gang, Alim would deliberately show me up in front of him and tell him I was queer to scare him off." "Kids can be such bastards," Ravi empathised, whilst ironically entertaining himself by squeezing the head of David's cock between his fingers to make him squirm. "To cut a long story short," Sharif hurried on, "this sort of thing went on for years until Mr Smith arrived at our school as a supply teacher six months back. After that, fucking him was all Alim thought about!" "Mr Smith's David I take it?" "Yep," confirmed Sharif. "Rajesh came across him first when he was covering a games lesson and tipped Alim off that he thought he was gay." "I was with Alim when he saw David for the first time. He was in the playground surrounded by a bunch of Indian first years who were fighting each other to get his attention." "We both noticed how handsome he was but Alim just couldn't take his eyes off him!" "I saw him licking his lips and heard him say to himself, 'One way or another, I'm going to fuck that teacher before I leave!' I remember cos, despite him having sex with me for ages, it was the first time I'd ever heard him say anything gay like that before!" "Alim wouldn't be interested in having him as a boyfriend or anything like that, cos he pretends he's straight! He just gets off on fucking other lads and having 'em suck his dick!" "So when Mr Smith turned up fresh from college, I think he saw it as his chance to not only fuck a cute white guy who was older than him but also humiliate him under the noses of the other teachers." "When Fakir chirped up that he'd started teaching him, his big brother went silent and I could tell he was already dreaming up some scheme to trap him." "I found out later, that Alim'd got Fakir to get his pals to start touching Mr Smith up under the desk whenever he sat next to them to help 'em in lessons. It was just a game as far as they were concerned and only involved two or three of them to start off with, but when David started getting hard-ons during their classes, the other lads noticed and joined in as well just for the hell of it!" "Alim and Rajesh also got their mates to bait David whenever he had to cover their games lessons. They'd hang around naked in the showers and the changing rooms deliberately flaunting themselves at him to get him embarrassed." On hearing this, David realised for the first time that Alim had orchestrated his downfall from the very start! All the Indian lads didn't have a crush on him after all - only one of them did! "The next thing I knew I was being pressganged into helping Alim blackmail Mr Smith into letting him fuck him!" "Alim set David up by taking his Fakir to see him after school pretending their dog had chewed up his school books," Sharif continued. "He promised him he'd make sure his bro did his homework every week if he'd do him a favour and give him new ones. David fell for it and took 'em to the stockroom, but as soon as his back was turned Alim got Fakir to strip so he could take pics of him and the teacher together." "Me and Rajesh were hanging around outside to back him up if case things got nasty, so when the teacher started shouting and tried to grab the camera from him, Raj and Alim blocked his way, while I ran off with it so he couldn't get the pics back." "When they threatened to report he was a paedo to the Head or the police, David got so scared that he gave in to them." "The poor bastard didn't stand a chance," Ravi snorted, not for the first time expressing his admiration for Alim's ruthlessness and ingenuity. "They stripped him; got him to suck their dicks and then Rajesh fucked him!" "Fakir told me all about it afterwards when he showed me David's torn boxers! They'd ripped 'em off him and told him not to wear underpants to school anymore - which meant if he ever got a hard-on in class again everyone would know about it!" "I suspect they may have been knocking on an open door!" Ravi chuckled in David's ear, weighing up his stiff dick in the flat of his hand, before awarding it a series of upward slaps. "The next day, the three of 'em were waiting for him outside the stockroom after school and got him to strip off again so they could take pictures of him. They made him empty his pockets, took his money and found out his address and his birthday from his driver's licence." "Alim wrote 'I am a paedo' across his chest in marker pen and wrote underneath it his name and date of birth so that anyone who saw the photos would know who he was! After that he had no option but to do whatever they wanted!" "No going back after that!" Ravi reflected grimly, slapping the teacher's balls around to make David gasp. "The lad's a fucking genius!" he sighed, "It looks as though I'll have one hell of a job on my hands prising you two from his clutches!" "That was only the start of it," Sharif went on. "They made him wank off outside in the corridor and took pics of him doing that as well. Then a few days later Alim got him to shave off all his body hair and meet us in the teacher's bike shed after school. We spanked him, fucked him, pissed on him and made him lick our arses! We also swapped his smart clothes for my tatty old school uniform and made him cycle home wearing it covered in cum and stinking of piss!" "Alim even fucked him in the hall toilets in the middle of one of his exams! I bet the bugger still ends up getting an 'A' grade!" the youngster sighed enviously. "Once his exams were over, Alim made David invite us round to his flat for a party on his 24th birthday. That time he really went out of his way to humiliate him. He got him to buy himself a dog collar and wait for us wearing it stripped naked with his arse up in the air! He got him to buy us booze and food and used his credit card to buy him a cock cage as his birthday present - and then he made him wear it!" "He told David we were confiscating all his belongings and we played a game of Blackjack to decide who got what, while he crawled around on his knees sucking our dicks underneath the table!" "Shit!" Ravi exclaimed shaking his head, unable to prevent himself from chuckling at Alim's audacity and the extent of the young teacher's humiliation. "Fakir ended up winning the teacher's bike in the card game. But when I beat 'em, Alim and Rajesh turned on me and forced me to strip off and suck their dicks in front of David." "I was sick after that, cos I'd drunk too much beer and eaten too much cake!" he confessed. "So the buggers went home without me and left David to look after me!" "But things turned out okay in the end, cos once they were out of the picture it gave me and David a chance to get to know each other without them interfering. That was when I found out he fancied me as much as I fancied him!" he grinned. "The morning after Alim texted us to tell us to get more keys cut for the flat so that he and Rajesh could use the place whenever they liked." "On the way to get the keys made, I got David to strip in the park so I could take my own naked pics of him. But when I told Alim what I'd done he was so pissed off he made me pose nude for him on the way back and then jog to the flat wearing just a skimpy pair of running shorts." "I got spotted by a couple of girls from school who stole my shorts and took pics of me naked. They sent the pics to all their mates saying they'd caught me flashing in the park. So when I got back home, I had a huge row with my family when they wanted to know what I'd been up to and where I'd spent the night, and I refused to tell 'em." "I've never got on with my stepfather (my mum married him a couple of years back), cos he thinks I'm a waste of space, and my sister says I'm an embarrassment to her. I'd threatened to walk out on 'em before but hadn't done it cos I'd nowhere else to go. But this time I thought I'd teach 'em a lesson and to go to stay at David's place. I packed my bag and walked out on them and they didn't even try to stop me!" "But outside the flat I was robbed by some of the lads from the estate who'd heard about the pics the girls had taken and started calling me a "flasher". They pinched my bag and all my clothes so I had to get some off a washing line and walk all the way here without any shoes! I made it, but I had sore feet for a week afterwards!" "How's the nipples?" Ravi whispered in David's ear, shaking his head at hearing how the hapless youngster had been forcibly parted from his clothing twice in the same day. "When Alim found out I'd moved in with the teacher without his say-so, he threatened to tell my parents and the police that I was shacked up with one of my teachers." "But after he'd cooled down, he decided to let me stay, but said I'd have to pay him and Rajesh rent! I didn't want to go back to the estate and I knew David wanted me to stay, so I ended up becoming their slave just like him!" "Alim and Rajesh want to buy themselves a car before they start uni but their parents won't cough up the money. They thought of tapping David for some but Alim soon worked out he didn't earn enough to buy them one before term started. So he came up with the idea of pimping him out on a gay dating website to bring in more cash." "Then after I moved in, he forced me to do it as well in order to pay them their rent! Since the school holidays started he's had us both doing it full-time!" "When we aren't busy getting fucked by the punters," Sharif complained, "or down on our knees servicing Alim and Rajesh's cocks, we're on our knees washing the kitchen floor, cooking their meals, doing their laundry or down the supermarket doing their shopping!" "That it?" Ravi queried when Sharif paused for breath. "More or less," the youngster replied, "then a week ago Alim and Rajesh didn't turn up and we worked out that they'd gone away on holiday." "We had a great time while they were away and neither of us can stand the thought of going back to being pimped out again when they get back." "Me and David talked about it," Sharif continued, "and he says if Alim threatens to expose him as a paedo or post the pics he took of him on line, he's willing to pack in teaching altogether, move house and get himself another job somewhere else!" "I hope it won't come to that!" replied Ravi, "cos that would be a shame. I'm sure that, in time, David will make as good a teacher as he is a sub!" he added with a chuckle before suddenly becoming much more serious. "They may only be school kids, but these guys are really bad news!" Ravi responded, giving his verdict on what the youngster had told him. "They're completely selfish, totally unscrupulous and absolutely ruthless! They took advantage of you when you were friendless and new to this country and exploited David's inexperience and his soft spot for Indian lads to blackmail him." "They don't seem to realise the seriousness of what they've done! They can't be allowed to get away scot free with raping and humiliating whoever takes their fancy just because they aren't in a position to stand up to 'em!" "No, they've had more than enough out of you two!" "These lads are far from being invulnerable and they need teaching a lesson!" Ravi added in a steely voice Sharif had not heard him use before. "There's not much I can do to retrieve the porn pics of you guys if they've already been posted on the net," he went on. "So you'll both just have to live with that! But I promise I'll get your profiles on the dating website removed straight away and I'll make sure they don't dare send your pics to anyone who knows you." "Alim and Rajesh are clearly ambitious and they want to impress their new classmates at college - so it won't do their careers or reputations any good if they are caught up in a scandal like this! I'm pretty sure they won't want to bring disgrace on their families either! So, they've got a lot to lose!" "They're also greedy for money and over fond of drink. Plus, going by the way they behave, I guess they must have quite a lot of enemies!" "You need to tell me everything you know about Alim and Rajesh, starting with their full names, where they live and which university are they are due to go to - as that will help me figure out the best way of getting them off your backs." "But before we do that..." Ravi paused, exchanging glances with Sharif with a grin, "You think, maybe David's suffered enough?" * * * * * * * * As though to establish this, the two Indians picked up their drinks and stood at either side of the teacher to examine him. Despite the discomfort caused by the nipple clamps, David was still obediently displaying himself on top of the coffee table with his hands on his head and his eyes closed, totally naked but for the collars wrapped around his neck and his cock. "Shall we let him cum? Or edge him a bit more first?" he asked his young prot‚g‚ whilst reaching out to give the chain connecting the clamps the tiniest of flicks. "Maybe edge him a bit more first!" Sharif suggested mischievously after witnessing David gasp. "We better take these off him before they do any lasting damage," Ravi told the youngster, encouraging him to watch as he carefully removed each nipple clamp in turn, maintaining the pressure with his fingers to mitigate the pain and allow the blood to flow back gradually. Even so, it was clear from the teacher's reaction that he was still in considerable discomfort. So, with Ravi taking the lead, the Indian pair quickly moved to alleviate his suffering by each taking one of his nipples into their mouth and salving it with their tongue. As they suckled they began to comfort David in other ways and to the teacher's delight he soon found his body being teased and fondled simultaneously by two pairs of eager hands. Reflecting on Ravi's words to him earlier, he told himself his arse now belonged to them, he was their plaything to do with as they pleased and looked forward to many more adventures at their hands, being stripped and fucked in gay bars and cruising areas and who knew what more besides! "Start wanking," Ravi commanded a few minutes later, stepping away and motioning Sharif to stand aside so he could take pictures of David's reddened nipples to add to his collection. "But make sure you put your hands back on your head whenever you get close. From now on you only cum when I give you my permission!" he added as an excited David wrapped his fist around his cock and began wanking enthusiastically. After taking the pics, Ravi set down the cam and turned his attention to the Indian lad whose slender brown body had been made all the more alluring by the leather jockstrap framing his bare buttocks and veiling his swollen sex. But it was "Come over here!" he urged the youngster, wrapping his arms around his waist and easing down the strap's waistband the moment he complied. But it was not just Sharif's physical vulnerability that excited him. Now he had heard his lengthy tale of woe his heart went out to him in the same way David's had. He was like a younger version of him, only seemed to have had an even rougher time than he had as a youngster. Ravi kissed the lad passionately on the face and lips and gradually eased his jockstrap downwards until he finally freed the lad's bulging cock from its confines and it bounced up against his belly. "Open your eyes slave boy!" he called out to David, knowing it would add to the teacher's excitement if he allowed him to watch as the two of them made love. No sooner had the teacher opened his eyes than his hands were on top of his head! As David watched enthralled, Ravi enlisted the youngster's help to strip off his own clothes. He wrenched apart his shirt, rubbed the lad's face into his hairy chest and had him suck on each of his nipples in turn. Then he folded the lad down to his knees and had him take his cock into his mouth and suck on it as he helped to remove the rest of his clothing. Once freed of encumbrances, Ravi backed the Indian youngster onto the sofa and got him to hold his slender brown legs in the air splayed wide apart so he could lube up his hole. He donned a condom, entered him and after draping his legs over his shoulders, commenced fucking him with the rapidity of a piston. "Please Sir, can I cum?" he heard David begging repeatedly behind him, so overwhelmed with excitement was he by what he was witnessing. Ravi grinned but was too preoccupied with reaching his own climax to reply. Instead he kissed his young compatriot's face and stared deep into his startled brown eyes as he continued to penetrate him deeper and faster, until he shot his second load of the evening. * * * * * * * * After awarding Ravi a minute or two's grace, so excited was he that David was once again begging for his permission to cum. Feigning annoyance, after withdrawing his cock from the youngster's backside and disposing of the condom, he dragged the teacher down from the table by the ear. "Stay where you are," he barked at Sharif, "Now he's going to fuck you!" Although taken by surprise, Sharif remained in position with his legs in the air while Ravi aligned David's erect cock with his up-turned arse and thrust the two of them together. Despite being thrown into confusion by this unexpected move, David's primary instinct was to obey. So he did as he was told! Under Ravi's direction, he grasped hold of the youngster's flailing legs and slid his cock between the lips of Indian lad's hole. Already stretched and coated with lube, it gave way immediately and allowed his cock to glide in effortlessly inside him all the way to the hilt! "Now fuck him!" Ravi demanded giving David a slap on his backside by way of encouragement, "You're going to cum inside him!" If David needed any further prompting, one glance at the handsome Indian lad splayed out beneath him was more than sufficient inspiration. Although he'd been taken completely by surprise by Ravi's actions, he found himself incredibly excited by them. He slid his tongue into Sharif's mouth, enveloped him in his arms and fucked the youngster as he'd been directed. The older Indian hastily retrieved his camera so he could capture this unexpected moment on video. No sooner had he trained the cam on the rapturous pair than he found himself once more being entreated by a familiar plea. "Please Sir, can I cum?" But this time both lads were doing the pleading! * * * * * * * * Before he left, Ravi questioned the pair further until he felt he had extracted every scrap of information they possessed about Alim and Rajesh that might possibly be of use to him and made a careful note of their answers. "So, if I manage to achieve this minor miracle and get Alim and Rajesh off your back after all these years what are you going to give me in return?" Ravi joked. "Whatever you like!" offered Sharif with a grin, having a good idea of what he had in mind. "I think you already know what I want!" Ravi replied, but said it nevertheless, "In return for solving your problems, I want to fuck the arse off both of you free of charge whenever I like!" "That's fine by me!" Sharif assured him. "And me too!" echoed David with a grin. "Excellent!" Ravi smiled back, awarding both of them a parting kiss. "I'll call round in my car for you at two tomorrow afternoon. By which time you are to be packed up ready to go away for a week's holiday - somewhere sunny - my treat!" "Wow!" exclaimed Sharif and David in chorus, startled by their admirer's generosity. "But make sure you change the lock on the flat door first thing in the morning and let me have the new key." He opened up his wallet and handed Sharif a fifty pound note as though it was small change, "Here! That should cover the cost. Text me if there's any problem."