Date: Sat, 1 Sep 2007 17:17:27 -0400
From: M Horton <2981notrohrm@gmail.com>
Subject: Slave Girl Nina Part 2

She pointed her little camera to go up my miniskirt. Just like every time
I was in this class with her. I was used to it, and there wasn't really
anything I could do; she was blackmailing me, and she could get away with
whatever she wanted. And she always did.

I have spent the past three-plus years at college servicing several
female students as well as my aunt and my mother. I make it obvious to
everyone I'm a lesbian sex slave, but a few girls know my darkest secret
- I'm an incest whore. If I don't do exactly what the girl with the
camera says, she tells everyone about my mom and aunt.

Not that I'm not looked upon as a slut anyway. Dressing in a thong bikini
and a miniskirt every day does that to your reputation, as does wearing a
visible tattoo of your mistresses' names. That's why I only tell my
friends about my incestuous relationship. And that's why they blackmail
me - because they can.

Scorpion, who never did tell me her real name, was a tall, gorgeous Goth
with very short hair that she died a bright red. She's covered in
piercings and tattoos, and she looks so sexy when she smokes - almost as
hot as I do. And she uses her little advantage over me like anyone would
- sexual favors on demand, and paddlings as she feels like it.

As I got up to leave class, I realized she had undone my skirt. At the
same time as I stood up, the professor, an older Japanese lady, called me
into her office. I dreaded it because I was failing her class, but I was
excited because she's drop-dead gorgeous and flaunts being a lesbian.

I got into her office, and she sat with her legs crossed. She was dressed
like a Japanese schoolgirl, or at least how guys want them to dress -
miniskirt, half-open white top, braless. The door shut and locked behind
me; as I saw it shut, Scorpion locked me in. That little bitch.

Professor Kimachi showed me my progress in her class and how close she
said I was to passing. All I could do was admire her sexy schoolgirl-like
figure while she talked, and it took her all of five seconds to realize I
was checking her out. She took it as a compliment to be checked out by
younger women, and judging by the picture on her desk, I was definitely
her type.

I was still carrying my skirt, exposing my thong bottom, and she asked to
see more of my butt. I gave her all she could handle, shaking it for her
like a stripper. She loved what she saw, and she demanded that I take it
off. I was naked in a heartbeat.

She spanked me hard; she was forceful for a smaller woman. I kept shaking
my ghetto ass for her; she loved it, and I loved the spankings she was
giving me. I wanted my ass turned red by my luscious professor. I wanted
an A from her for being her slave. Hell, I didn't care if she failed me;
I was horny, wet, and hers.

I bent over her desk, bounced my backside for her, and begged her to hit
me. She obliged, using her very firm hand as well as a switch. I loved
being punished by a sexy lady I'd never been with; it felt like being
initiated into a new club of sluts, of which I was the queen.

She threw me into her chair and tied me up, straddling me slut body with
her gorgeous Asian chest. Off came her top, and out came her perky,
luscious breasts. She was tattooed, her nipples were pierced just like
Scorpion's, and I knew she wanted me to play with her breasts. With my
tongue. And I knew I wanted to.

They tasted so heavenly that all I could think about was tongueing her
all over. I played with her nipple rings, which had diamonds in them, and
made her moan like a naughty little devil. I loved having her straddle my
restrained slut body. She could have me any way she wanted.

She lifted her legs over my head and threw her little pixie body over me,
facing out with her breasts in the air. Her legs wrapped around my head.
Something felt very familiar about being restrained and having my head
trapped between a hot woman's legs...it was every day of my life.

I tongued her hard and fast. Like most of the ladies I serviced, she
never shaved her pussy. I loved it; it made me feel dirty and worthless.
I was going down no matter how little care they took. Damn right I was.

As I pleasured Professor Kimachi with my slut tongue, Scorpion walked in
and looked us over. She looked at us and said,

'I love when one of my sluts enjoys another.'

I didn't even pay it any attention until she started whipping my
professor's perky little Asian tits. I was a submissive to a woman who
was Scorpion's slave!

It hit me - the other picture on Professor Kimachi's desk was of
Scorpion, her mistress. Professor Kimachi's real lover didn't know about
Scorpion; she was being blackmailed just like I was. And there were
cameras in the room. Those upskirt shots Scorpion showed on the school's
website wouldn't be all that the entire campus was seeing. They would
know exactly how I got my A in calculus.

I didn't mind. I was a slut anyway, so who cares if they knew I lusted
after a Japanese sex goddess? They untied me so I could pleasure her and
she could pleasure Scorpion, now also naked and looking sexy as hell.
Professor Kimachi was quite the lover; she ate Scorpion's pussy as I ate
hers.

Something was missing, though, from my threesome with two beauties. And
that's when Scorpion tied up Professor Kimachi, placed a hood over her
head, and put her in the corner. No one knew who she was, because...in
walks two fine-looking black beauties. I should know; these were my
mistresses.

I made love to those ladies all afternoon while they made love to each
other. Watching those two beauties kiss on that desk had to be hot,
though I was blindfolded, handcuffed, and going down on both of them at
the same time. I never got to watch; I was always being the whore.

I knew this was caught on camera as well, but I lusted after these two
mature beauties and didn't care. Scorpion whipped me while I ate my
lovers out; they didn't have to smother me with their legs - I was
theirs. I licked them to a continuous, simultaneous climax, giving them
one after another like the willing slut I am.

Then, off came the hood from Professor Kimachi, who was still standing up
in the corner and spreading her legs. I went down on her, taking turns
between my professor and my mistresses. With both ladies, Scorpion
whipped me and I loved it. But I had a feeling of what she was trying to
accomplish. And I was more turned on than ever.

While my mistresses continued to make out on the desk and Professor
Kimachi stayed spread in the corner, Scorpion explained everything. She
had two different camera feeds - one of me with my mistresses and one of
me with my professor. She would destroy one and broadcast the other; I
got to pick which one went on the school site. When she told me this, I
reacted the only way I knew how.

'Please, Mistress, just whip my tits like the filthy whore I am. Show
everyone what a worthless, pussy-licking slut I love to be. I'm your
bitch, Scorpion.'

I wanted the world to know I was a whore for any woman. And Scorpion did
just that. She punished me with her whip while Professor Kimachi took out
a long sex toy and greased it up. It felt so incredible having leather
tantalize my slut breasts. And the sex toy was long, thick, and would
punish me in whatever way my professor wanted.

The way she wanted it was in my tight butt. I'd gotten it inthe butt from
my mistresses and from Scorpion before, sure, but never anything this
long. And she slid it as far as it would go in and just held it in, like
she was trying to cause as much pain as possible. I was in absolute
ecstacy; she hit every pain nerve she could, and I was in pleasure
overload.

Soon, I realized she covered the toy in superglue, not grease, and I was
stuck with it in my butt. I bent over, sticking my gorgeous butt in the
air, and let everyone see what a complete whore I was. I loved being at
the mercy of a Goth beauty who loved to humiliate me, and I was loving
that the entire campus could be watching me make a slut out of myself
live.

Scorpion whipped my anxious butt while the toy worked its magic on me.
Professor Kimachi demanded another session with my tongue, and she got
it. Scorpion tugged on that toy and stimulated every pain and pleasure
nerve in my butt with it, and I cried out in ecstacy as she forced me to
a climax that I know was heard by everyone everywhere.

Scorpion threw the door open, and a hall full of girls in various stages
of undress applauded me. I was still on my hands and knees, and everyone
wanted a turn at spanking, paddling, or whipping my stuffed butt. I was
happy to give them whatever they wanted.

Needless to say, the whole campus found out what I was up to. They knew I
was an incest whore, that I got an A by going down on my calculus
professor, that I worshipped a Goth, and that I would do anything for any
girl. I spent the rest of my time at college being a whore. I got
tattooed as property of Scorpion as well, and I routinely made myself
available for entire teams of waiting female jocks.

I graduated in the spring, having been with every female professor at
least once. I had every honor I worked for, and I should have been
considered for every job out there. There was just the little problem of
my reputation at school getting to all the interviewers, but if I got an
A off of Professor Kimachi thanks to Scorpion, I knew she could get me a
six-figure job without a problem..."