Summer's Blackmail Ch. 06

"What are you doing? Please put it back in me," he heard Summer plead.

Dan then replied, "Slut, tell me what you want."

Summer was close to another orgasm and begged, "Dan, please put your cock back inside me and fuck me hard."

With the knowledge that the cameras on each end of the runway were capturing his every thrust and had now captured this beautiful English teacher begging him to fuck her hard, Dan let go of her hair, grabbed Summer's hips and began to slam his cock into her. After ten deep more thrusts, Dan felt Summer erupting in orgasm as his cock found her "G" spot. Once Dan felt her orgasm, it was only seconds until he filled Summer's wet cunt with his hot jism.

As he was cumming, Dan slapped Summer hard on her ass and told her to beg him for his cum.

Summer in the throes of another orgasm squealed, "Please Dan give me your hot cum!"

As Summer began to come down from her orgasmic high, she felt Dan's cock begin to slip out of her wet cunt with a plop. Still bent over the chair, Summer was startled by the flash of a camera. As Summer turned in the direction of the flash, she saw that it was Todd adding to his already extensive collection of intimate and erotic pictures.

Summer heard Todd's new instructions, "Slut, it is time to leave. We have one more stop to make. Get yourself together, clean your cunt and meet me in the car."

Summer watched Todd turn and head out of the back storage room. She looked pleading at Dan who nodded his head towards the employee restroom. Summer quickly pulled her now soaked thong back in place and went into the bathroom. She quickly relieved herself before going to the sink. She pulled her skirt up, her panties down and then she quickly ran warm water onto a paper towel. She placed the warm towel between her pussy lips and tried her best to wipe away all of the cum that had been deposited into her pussy. She repeated the process to make sure that she was completely clean, pulled up her thong and pulled her blue jean skirt back down. Summer quickly refreshed her make-up and quickly headed to the check out register.

Dan had her four pairs of shoes neatly placed in an oversized brown bag with paper handles. As she reached the counter, Dan announced to her that the total cost was $400 which included the discount they had negotiated in the back room. Summer's face reddened as she saw that Bill was now standing at the counter and she could only imagine what he was thinking as she handed Dan four crisp $100 bills.

Summer took the bag from Dan's hands, turned and headed out the front door of the store. Todd was sitting in the car now with the top up and the air conditioning on as the fall afternoon had become quite hot.

As Summer struggled to get into the car with the packages, she heard Todd say, "Slut, you were very good with Dan. We are almost through for today as I have plans this evening, but we are going to a clothing store not far from here. Once there, you will be fitted with several selections of lingerie as well as skirts and blouses."

The drive to the clothing store was quiet. Summer was comforted by the silence as it meant that she had pleased Todd and that she had avoided punishment. She was concerned about the clothing store. Summer worried that she might run into someone that she knew as she had been lucky up until now.

The drive to the clothing store took about thirty minutes and it was back in the direction towards her home. Summer noticed several familiar strip centers and her pulse began to rise as the risk of discovery was heightened by every intersection Todd drove through.

Fortunately, Todd turned off of the main thoroughfare and took several back streets until he arrived at Mandee's Clothing. Todd drove the car around to the back entrance of the store which further eased Summer's concerns for discovery. As Summer followed Todd into the store, she became uncomfortable with the styles. Summer looked everywhere and all she could see were micro mini skirts, but nothing that fit her style professionally.

Summer then heard Todd, "Slut, come over here and meet Abby."

Summer was stunned. It was Abby from the bar. Summer hung her head and froze in her tracks. She could not make herself move. Summer could feel her face begin to flush and her heart was racing in her chest. She began to remember the savage paddling that Abby administered to her ass while she was bent over the bathroom counter at the restaurant and how Lisa had told Abby what to do to her new slut.

"Slut, come to me now," was all Summer heard from Todd.

As soon as she heard the command, Summer forced one foot in front of the other and made her way slowly over to Todd and Abby. When she reached the pair, Summer heard Todd's instructions to Abby, "Please take my slut to the lingerie area and fit her with five different colors and styles of lingerie. Make sure that the bra is either sheer, very lacy or a shelf bra that is similar to the red one she has on now."

Todd then said to Summer, "Slut go with Abby and be fitted for lingerie that will high light those beautifully pierced nipples as well as those cunt lips. Do what ever you are told to do by Abby."

Todd then told Abby, "My slut will do everything you tell her to do. But, I am very pressed for time today, so make the lingerie selections quickly and then move on to the skirts."

Abby turned and headed towards the lingerie section. Summer followed behind her without acknowledging Todd.

When they reached the lingerie, Abby asked Summer, "What size are you slut?"

Without hesitation Summer replied, "I am a 36C in a bra and a size 6 dress/skirt size."

"Well slut, I think that we will be putting you in a 34C so that your breasts will be better displayed," Abby quickly said.

"Take off your sweater and bra slut," instructed Abby.

"Right here," Summer asked?

Abby quickly replied, "Yes right here and do not give me any trouble. I have to work fast. So take that sweater and bra off NOW!"

Stunned by Abby's tone and fearful of reprisals from Todd, Summer stepped towards the changing room when she heard Abby say, "Slut, where are you going? Take your clothes off right here."

"I cannot take my sweater and bra off here in the lobby Abby as someone I know may see me," cried Summer.

"Listen slut, I do not have time to argue with you. Either take your clothes off or get the fuck out of here," Abby angrily said.

Summer thought for a moment and wondered what could possibly happen to her here in the clothing boutique known as Mandee's. Then the thought of her being bent over the bathroom counter and being paddled and fucked with her hair brush by Abby made Summer realize that for now, she needed to do as she was told.

Slowly, Summer unbuttoned the sweater and shrugged it off of her shoulders. Staring directly into Abby's young eyes, Summer reached around and quickly unclasped her bra. She saw Abby's eyes go directly to her nipples and watched as her eyes moved from one to the other.

"I see that you have been to see Marcos," Abby finally said.

Abby quickly said to Summer, "Because I had to argue with you, take your skirt off too. I want to make sure that the thongs properly fit you."

Summer quickly and angrily replied, "I do not see how that will help Abby. You know my skirt size translates into the right size for a thong."

Abby grabbed Summer by the arm and in a harsh tone said to her, "Slut, take the skirt off right now!"

As Abby continued to twist her arm, Summer turned her head and saw that Todd was staring at her. The expression on his face was one of anger and Summer knew immediately that she had crossed the line.

Summer turned her head back to Abby and said, "Ok, Abby I am sorry. It is just that in such a public place I must be careful about who may see me because of my job. I hope that you understand."

"Slut, I do not really care. Get the fucking skirt off now," Abby angrily replied.

Summer, resigned to her fate, unbuttoned the top two buttons on her blue jean skirt, slipped her thumbs inside the loose waistband and lowered the skirt to the floor. Summer stepped out of the skirt, placed her hands on her hips and waited for Abby's next instructions.

"Slut, stand right there. I will bring several different styles of bras and thongs for you to try on," Abby said as she walked the short distance to the lingerie racks.

Summer stood with her hands on her hips and watched Abby gather several different bra & thong sets. Summer noticed that there were different colors and styles, but they all had the same trait, her nipples would be quite visible through all of them.

The first bra that Abby handed to Summer had white lace cups with wide lace straps. As Summer pulled the straps up her arms, she noticed that the bra was not full coverage and it took some effort to close the back clasps. Abby reached up and helped Summer adjust the cups so that her breasts were fully supported. When Summer looked down, she noticed that the tops of her nipples were clearly visible above the lace top of the bra. The wide straps of the bra pulled her breasts upwards and the side padding pushed and lifted her size C breasts.

Looking at Abby Summer asked, "What size is this bra? It feels too small for me."

"Slut, Master T has required that all of your new bras be a size 34 instead of your stated 36. He wants your breasts to be thrust outward and upwards for better viewing, replied Abby.

Abby handed the white lace thong and told Summer to try it on. As Summer began to pull the new thong on, she heard Abby say, "Take your red thong off first stupid."

Summer did as she was told and when her red thong was bunched at her feet, she heard a gasp from Abby, "I see Marcos decorated your nice cunt lips to. They really make you look even more like a slut."

Summer went through five bra and thong sets all the while under the watchful eye of Abby. When she had tried each set on, Abby had made sure that the nipple studs were either completely visible through the material of each bra or that the tops of Summer's dollar sized nipples were clearly visible.

"Ok, slut, you can put your red bra and thong back on as well as your sweater. Meet me in the skirt section right away," Abby said as she moved to the other side of the store. Summer headed to the skirt section of the store as she had been instructed. Summer carried her blue jean skirt draped over her arm and she kept her head bowed hoping that she would not be seen by anyone she knew.

When Summer had completed the short, but dreadful walk across the store, she was happy to see that the skirt section was obscured from the front entrance to Mandee's and that Abby had settled into the back corner.

Without saying a word, Abby handed Summer a black skirt that had slits on each side, a back zipper for closure and came with a silver studded thin patent leather belt. Summer stepped into the dress keeping her red pumps on. The skirt was of course tight and it was obvious that everything that Todd was having Abby pick out was meant to make her feel uncomfortable as well as to put every feature on display.

After zipping the skirt and fastening the belt, Summer was instructed by Abby to walk the aisle to make sure that the skirt fit appropriately. Due to the tightness of the skirt, as Summer walked she was forced to place one foot in front of the other, like a runway model, which caused her ass to sway more than she was comfortable.

As she reached the end of the aisle, Summer heard Abby call out, "Ok slut, now I want you to look in the mirror and then bend over slightly at the waist."

Summer thought, "What a strange request."

Summer did as instructed and she immediately knew why she had been directed to bend over. It was clear that the length of the skirt was sufficient to cover the tops of her hose supported by her garter belt while standing and walking. However, the moment that she stooped, bent or sat, the hemline of the skirt would immediately rise above the tops of her nylons. Summer knew that she had stay up thigh hi's at home that had wide bands of lace at the tops of the hose, but the length of the hose might allow her to hide the lace tops if she were able to stretch the hose. She made a mental note to make sure that she had plenty of hose at home.

Abby then instructed the English teacher to walk back to her. As Summer stood before her, Abby, with a menacing look reached out and through her sweater tweaked her nipples by grasping each bar piercing and twisting. Abby could see the look of fear and pain in Summer's eyes. Abby wanted to do more to hurt the slut, but a sudden movement to her side made her realize that Todd had joined her.

Todd then said to Abby, "You will have plenty of time at a later date to inflict as much pain and humiliation as you want too. Right now, I need you to wrap up the sale. I have to meet my dad on time or he will kill me."

Abby released Summer's nipples after one last twisting pull. Abby could see Summer's eyes watering from the pain so she was satisfied that she at least had the opportunity to inflict some pain onto the teacher that had caused her boyfriend so much trouble with a failing grade during his senior year.

Abby handed Summer four more skirts that were similar in length to the one she already had on. Each was a different color, but they all were tight and way shorter than anything Summer had ever worn before.

"Ok, slut put your blue jean skirt back on. I do not want any customers coming in and seeing a slut like you shopping in my aunt's store," hissed Abby.

As Summer finished dressing she saw Todd waiting impatiently at the cash register. As she approached the counter, she not only saw the five new skirts and lingerie that she had tried on, Summer also saw that Todd had placed several blouses at the register for her to also pay for. Summer noticed that each buttoned and all were made of flimsy material to the point of almost being see through.

Summer heard Todd say, "Slut, hurry the fuck up and pay for these clothes. I have to be at my father's company in one hour."

As they sped along the freeway, Summer was turning the events of the day over and over in her head. "How could I have gotten myself into such a fix? I am going to stop this before it goes any further," Summer quietly said to herself.

Once they reached Todd's house, Summer said, "Todd, this has been a very interesting day. I cannot go any further with this situation. I have done everything you have told me to do so that is the end of it."

Suddenly, Summer felt the brute force of the back of Todd's right hand across her cheek. The sting of the blow immediately brought tears to her eyes as well as a slight trickle of blood out of the corner of her mouth. The blow was just strong enough to cause pain, but no bruising.

Angrily Todd stared at Summer as he said, "Slut don't you ever call me Todd again. I am your MASTER T and you will do everything I tell you to do, when I tell you to do it."

"But Master T, I cannot go on like this being treated like a common slut," Summer meekly replied.

"Slut you do have a choice. We can stop right now if you like. I will just walk up to my house, pull the flash drive from my hiding place and take it to my father's office. I am sure that he will love seeing how you have taken advantage of a student," Todd said rather matter of factly.

Todd could see the alarm in Summer's eyes so he continued, "Slut, make up you mind. Are you going to submit to my demands or should I just go to my father and end your life as you know it. What will it be Slut?"

Summer knew immediately that there was no way out for her. The pictures that Todd had would be enough to not only get her fired from her teaching position, but more than likely would cause an investigation from the police. She knew that her relationship with her husband would end. She had no other choice but to submit and hope that Todd would eventually get tired of her.

"Master T, I am sorry. Yes I agree to do everything you tell me to do when you tell me," Summer said without even looking into Todd's eyes.

Todd quickly said, "That is good slut. You can go home now. I will not be needing your services until Monday."

All Summer could say was, "Yes Master T."

"Slut, one more thing before you go. Because you were so insolent just now and attempting to end this relationship you must be punished," Todd said.

"Master T, I promise to never do that again. Please do not punish me," Summer quickly begged.

"It is too late for that Slut. Because you did not believe that you were truly my slut, I think it is best that you show everyone that you are my slut. Take off your sweater and give it to me," Todd said in a very monotone, but forcefully inflicted tone.

Summer knew now that she could not refuse Todd's demands. She slowly unbuttoned the sweater and handed it to Todd. Todd reached into Summer's purse and drew out a red lip pencil. He took Summer's right breast in his hand and wrote "Todd's" on it. Then on the left breast, Todd wrote "Slut" on it.

Then Todd said to Summer, "Slut, you are to drive home with the top down and anyone that looks into the car will be able to tell that you are my slut."

Summer begged and said, "Master T, I am sorry please do not make me drive home this way. I will never dispute you again."

"It is too late for that slut. If you do not shut up this instance, I will make you take your skirt off and I will write those words on your thighs and ass for all to see," Todd replied.

All Summer could muster was, "Yes Master T."

Todd got out of the driver side of the car and left the door open. As Summer started to slide across the seat she heard Todd say, "Get your ass out of the car and walk around to the driver side of the car."

As Summer walked around the car, she was thankful that Todd's parents lived in an area where there was little or no car traffic. She was able to settle into the driver's seat when she heard Todd say, "Slut, pull your skirt up above your waist. That way anyone passing by can see those red panties of your."

Todd slammed the door and walked away. Before Summer put the car in drive and turned towards home, she lowered the convertible top so that she would be able to do as Todd said in allowing anyone who was looking could see that she was indeed his slut.

Fortunately for Summer the ride home had been basically uneventful. Only the occasional eighteen wheeler came by tooting its horns as it was obvious that they had a clear view into her convertible. As she pulled into her garage and closed the door, Summer broke down and cried hysterically. When she finally calmed down, she looked in her rearview mirror; she saw the streaks of her mascara on her face and the redness of her eyes. She screamed at the top of her lungs, "What the fuck am I going to do?"

Summer rushed into the house leaving the bags of clothes, lingerie and shoes in the car. Tomorrow was Sunday and hopefully it was a day of rest for her.