Summer's Blackmail Ch. 19

Steeling herself, Summer went quickly down the steps and covered the short distance to the paper. She bent over to pick up the paper, which is when she heard the front door slam shut. Summer stood straight up without grabbing the paper and walked back up the steps. When she got to the door, Summer's eyes met those of her young master. He just stood on the other side of the door with an almost evil look on his face. Summer realized her mistake, quickly walked back down the steps and picked up the paper. Each movement made her bladder even more uncomfortable. Summer was straining to keep from peeing on herself in her own front yard now.

Summer climbed back up the stairs of her front porch and stood in front of her own door and asked, "Master T can I please come in."

Todd only said, "Sluts use the back door."

With that, Summer watched as her young master turned away and walked back towards the back of the house. Summer could see him in her husband's white terry cloth robe and slippers that had been her gift to her husband James at Christmas last year. What to do next was an interesting question for Summer. On the one hand, she was not going to be allowed to enter her own house through her own front door. On the other hand, if she did not get back inside, she knew she would not hold her bladder much longer.

But, going around to the back door meant that she would be exposed to the street as she walked down her walkway to the driveway and then in front of the garage door to be able to enter the gate leading to the back yard. She was standing on the front porch clutching the Saturday morning paper dressed only in her white slut thong, slut six inch white heels, the rhinestone white collar and matching leash. It was early enough in the morning that there should be very few people walking the sidewalks of the neighborhood. Summer thought. She knew that she had not been given permission to relieve herself and she could feel wetness against her crotch. Every minute counted now.

Steeling herself again, clutching the paper against her chest, Summer walked down her front steps, turned right and walked along the path leading to her garage. She was partially hidden by the well-manicured shrubbery along the path. But, anyone looking would be able to see her clearly once her high heels met the concrete of her driveway.

Summer looked towards the street and she did not see anyone. She paused to listen for conversation or the roar of a car, but heard nothing. Squeezing her legs together only gave her partial relief from the pressure her bladder was placing on her. She counted silently to three and then Summer made a beeline across the driveway. She did not dare look to her left as she walked, well jogged as best she could in her fucking heels. Once the heels of Summer's white high pumps hit the grass on the other side of the driveway, they immediately sunk due to the morning watering. Her right foot came completely out of her shoe and Summer was not faced with another conundrum. Did she leave the shoe and hobble to the backyard? Did she take off her other shoe and walk barefooted to the back yard? Neither of those options bode well when Summer considered the ramifications of her action in violation of her young master's requirement that she always be in those shoes.

Summer slipped first her right and then her left foot out of her white heels. She stooped over to pull them out of the wet soil and while still clutching the paper to her breasts, Summer quickly walked the remaining few feet to the gate leading into her back yard. Summer was unaware that Mark Freeman, who was the owner of the landscaping company that maintained her yard, had parked on the street and had been walking up the driveway when he saw Summer flash across the pavement. Mark stopped in his tracks as he watched his friend James' wife trot across the driveway clad only in a white thong and heels with what looked like a rhinestone collar with a coordinated leash attached.

Mark saw Summer come to a screeching halt when she reached the grass on the left side of the drive way. He watched as Summer bent down to pull her feet out of the heels that were stuck in the moist Bermuda sod. He could see that Summer was clutching her newspaper close to her chest as she stood back up to continue her track to the back yard. Mark now had a conundrum to work out. James Wayne was an old friend, but his wife was hot and he had always wanted to bang her.

As Summer turned slightly to open the gate towards her, she caught a glimpse of someone in the driveway, but she was not sure who it was. She could not concern herself with that at the moment as the pressure continued to build in her bladder to be relieved and she knew that her young master was now becoming impatient with her.

Once Summer closed the gate, she put her now mud stained heels back on her feet. She walked the thirty feet of squared landscape pebbled square tiles top the edge of her patio. She was unsteady of course as her heels did not meet flat surfaces, but she was able to step up onto the patio without much effort. She walked across the patio and under the overhang of the roof that provided shading for the back portion of the house where she had the new teak furniture arranged.

Mark Freemen, now remembering the site of the white thong that had slipped between those two lovely ass cheeks of his friend's wife decided to make his way to the front door. Today was his opportunity to see more of the high school teacher and he did not want to miss it.

Summer stood on the patio outside of the French doors that led into her kitchen. She saw her young master sitting at her breakfast area table casually sipping a freshly brewed cup of coffee. Summer reached for the door knob and found it locked. She tapped lightly on the window pane of the door and said, "Master T, may I come inside now? I have your paper."

The pressure of her bladder was now causing Summer real discomfort. She knew that the downstairs half bath was only twenty feet away just past the kitchen. She looking pleadingly at her young master, but he did not even look up at her.

Summer tapped once again on the window of the door and this time her young master looked up at her, but said nothing. Summer did not know what to do. The need to relieve herself was making it hard for her to think. She knew she was required to do something to please her young master, but she could not think of what that was.

Summer placed the newspaper on the table that was close to the door, she got down on her knees, spread her legs as wide as she could and then looked into the window to beg, "Master T, please let me come inside. I need to go to the bathroom so badly."

Summer watched as her young master rose from the breakfast table and walked the short distance to the doors. He looked through the framed windows of the doors and marveled at his luck in finding out that his English teacher was such a submissive and how he had been able to manipulate her in a little over a week. He looked at her breasts as they rose and fell with each breath she took. He saw how her piercings made her silver dollar sized nipples stand erect. He looked down between her legs and he could see the ring piercings protruding from the teacher's pussy lips.

Looking Summer directly in the eye Todd said through the door, "Slut you are too nasty to come inside to pee. Go over by the end of your patio and piss on the ground like the slut you are."

"No Master T. Please allow me to come inside. My next door neighbor may see me," Summer pleaded.

Todd turned his back on the teacher and walked back to the breakfast table. He grabbed his cup of coffee, turned back around and mouthed, "I am waiting slut."

Summer knew she did not have a choice, but the thought of being watched by Mr. Johnson as she kneeled in her own backyard to pee was too humiliating for Summer to comprehend. She looked at her young master with pleading eyes, but her gaze was met with a stern look that she had not really seen before from her young master.

She watched as Master T unlocked the bolt lock of the French door and she quickly tried to grab the door handle. But, the door handle was also locked. Looking pleadingly through the glass, Summer begged once more, "Master T, please let me come inside to use the bathroom. I do whatever you demand of me, but please don't make me humiliate myself in my own back yard."

Todd slowly opened the French door and as he stepped onto the patio he said, "Slut you will do whatever tell you to do whenever I tell you to do it."

Continuing, "Slut, if you have to pee, go over to the new sprinkler head that your lawn service installed this week and pee there."

Todd stood defiantly as he looked into Summer's eyes. He could imagine how much pain she was in as her bladder had to be full and having been forced to lay on her bound hands all night with her ankles strapped to the spreader bar probably had her body aching all over. Being able to pee would only relieve one painful part of her body.

"Now go over to the edge of the patio, pull those panties down to your ankles and piss right there slut," Todd commanded.

Resigned to her fate and motivated to the painful urge to relieve herself, Summer turned and walked across the patio in her white six inch heels, slut collar and leash fastened around her neck and her now moist white thong. She was hopeful that her nosey next door neighbor Mr. Johnson was not paying attention, but she had no choice. The spot her young master had chosen was the new sprinkler head that Mark Freeman and crew had replaced recently. She remembered how they looked at her and she shivered at that moment of exhibition, but she also remembered how it felt to show off just a little.

Once Summer had reached the edge of the patio, she lowered her thong down to her ankles and by holding onto her Teakwood lounger, she squatted so that her ass hung over the edge of the concrete patio. Summer hung there like she was in suspended animation because she could not make herself go because she was humiliated that she was being forced by one of her students to do it. Burt also, she was in her own back yard with the real chance that Mr. Johnson would be peering out of his upstairs window and he would be able to just make out her ass cheeks as she squatted there on the patio.

Finally, Summer felt the warm flow of her urine as it flooded out of her and splashed on both the edge of the patio as well as onto the manicured Bermuda grass. Summer stayed in this crouched position for what seemed like five minutes. Her whole body was feeling the effects of the release of her pent-up urine. But also, the strain of squatting was being felt on her legs and arms after being bound all night.

As she began to rise from her squatting position, she heard her young master's voice, "Slut, you are disgusting. Look at yourself. You have piss all over your shoes and feet, you have cum on your face, chest and matted in your hair. There is no way you are going back into the house smelling and looking like that. Stand up straight and spread your feet."

And with that, Summer's body reacted to the blast of cold water as it spewed from the nozzle attached to her own water hose held by her young master. Summer squealed in reaction to the blast that had been directed at her pussy, but it hit her mid-abdomen. "Stand still slut and shut the fuck up unless you want dirty Mr. Johnson to be able to see you," Master T ordered.

Summer screwed her lips and eyes tightly shut to try and combat the chill that the water was having on her body so early on this September morning. Though it was September, the mornings were beginning to have that early autumn morning chill. Summer's body was covered in goose bumps, but her nipples stood erect from her body more directly as a result of their reaction to the water and morning chill.

Todd changed the flow of water from the jet selection on the hand held nozzle attachment to a strong mist shower. Todd walked up close to his slut teacher and began to systematically spray her entire body. "Rub your tits slut to scrub off all of last night's cum," Todd ordered.

Summer with her eyes still closed began to run her hands over both breasts. As her hands ran over her hardening nipples, strange sensations shot through her body. Here she was in her own back yard, clad only in her slut six inch heels, slut collar & leash and her white lace thong stretched between her ankles while her young master forced her to endure a cold shower.

As Todd watched his slut teacher rub her breasts and abdomen, he began to concentrate the shower spray onto Summer's hair and face. "Turn around slowly slut so that I can wash your disgusting body," Todd commanded.

Summer opened her eyes as she began to turn. It was made more difficult by the cold water spraying in her face as well as her hair, but also because of her thong panties stretched between her feet. She dared not to attempt to remove the thong because she had not be instructed to do so.

Summer felt the cold blast of the shower spray of the nozzle on the back of her neck and felt the water running down her back. She continued to rub her breasts, neck and abdomen as she had not been instructed to stop by her young master. "Bend over and spread those tired ass cheeks so I can flush out your ass hole as well as your cunt," Todd ordered.

Summer stopped rubbing her abdomen and slowly bent forward until her hands were pressed into the soft cushion of her teak wood lounger. "Reach back, grab your ass cheeks slut and pull yourself wide open for your Master," Todd ordered.

Summer's hands immediately went to her ass cheeks and she pulled each one so that her ass crack as well as her pierced pussy lips were spread wide as ordered by her young high school master.

Todd then concentrated the spray from the nozzle directly at Summer's ass hole. He intensified the spray by returned the nozzle to the jet indicator. We concentrated the spray so that it hit Summer's ass hole directly. "Spread them wider slut," Todd ordered.

Summer tried to spread her feet wider to help spread her ass cheeks. She knew that the thong around her ankles had been stretched as far as it could go. So, to help further spread her ass cheeks, Summer leaned forward and placed her face into the cushion of the lounger. By doing this, Summer was able to spread her ass cheeks wider in the hope that it would please her young master.

Todd was pleased as he could clearly see his slut teacher's ass hole and he could clearly see her pierced pussy lips. He began to concentrate the spray from the nozzle on first the ass hole and then on his slut teacher's pussy.

"Stand up slut, put your arms above your head and I will rinse your body of all the cum now," Todd ordered.

Summer responded immediately, turning around and then raising both arms straight over her head. Summer looked her young master in the eyes and watched as he directed the nozzle spray starting at her neck and then as he worked it down to her nipples. Todd concentrated the spray on first the left and then the right pierced nipple of his school teacher slut. He was amazed at how hard they had become. Next Todd worked the spray down Summer's body until he had rinsed it completely.

Todd turned the spray off and then handed Summer her slut cover-up. The thin silk material stuck to her body like a glove making it quite easy to make out her silver dollar sized pierced nipples. The bottom hem of the robe barely covered Summer's ass cheeks, but the front was not closed so it was very easy to see her shaved pubic mound as well as the ring piercings in each of her pussy lips. Todd thought for a moment about how her clit was going to look after Marcos adorned it with a gold bar bell type piercing that matched the piercings in each of Summer's nipples. Todd also noticed that Summer had not attempted to remove or pull up her white lace thong that remained stretched between her ankles.

"Ok slut, go to the front door and let Mark Freeman in as he has been standing at your front door for a bit. Go and see what he wants dressed as you are," Todd ordered.

"But Master T, he is a friend of my husband and I cannot go to the door dressed as I am. He will get the wrong idea. Please Master T," Summer pleaded.

"I'll tell you what slut, I will give you three choices for you to consider. One, you can go and do what I said do. Two, you can go upstairs and begin packing as I am sure your husband will divorce you, but probably not before the school system fires you for having a relationship with a student. Or, three you can go and retrieve your leather paddle that you purchased from Bill Fraser this week and I will paddle you until your ass cheeks, thighs and back are a deep purple. Think fast slut," Todd said.

Summer knew that she had no choice. She looked pleadingly at her young master, but her gaze was met with one back from him of no emotion. Summer's ass was just now getting over the paddling she had received from Todd and Bill Frazer earlier in the week. She did not think she could endure any more pain. Being found out by her husband and the school board was obviously out of the question as a choice.

Summer steeled herself, flung back her hair that almost came down to the middle of her back which placed more moisture on her silk robe. Summer started moving awkwardly towards the French doors when she was stopped by her young master.

"Bend over slut. I want you to be fully reminded of your place as my slut," Todd ordered.

Summer froze, but she knew she had no option. She wanted to get to the front door and get Mark to leave the house as quickly as possible. So, Summer bent over at the waist and placed her hands on her knees to await whatever torment her young master had in store for her.

Summer felt a liquid running down between her ass cheeks. Next she felt her young master's finger run down her crack and stop at the entrance to her anal passage. "Oh no, he is going to put my butt plug in," Summer thought.

Sure enough, Summer felt the tip of a butt plug slip past her sphincter muscles and pause. Next she felt her young master begin to work the rubber plug slowly in and out with each push forcing the head of the plug deeper inside. Summer was pleased that her ass was more accepting of the plug after she had been made to wear it inserted on a regular basis. But this plug felt different for some reason. Summer then realized that this plug was a little sleeker than and not as thick as her pink plug.

Summer felt the base of the plug fit snuggly between her ass cheeks and then she felt her young master begin to push something hard into her pussy. "Oh my God, he is putting the vibrating egg in me too," Summer thought.

"Pull your thong up slut. We would not want your instruments of pleasure and torment falling out as you walk to the front door now would we," Todd laughed.

With the base of the plug beginning to slip ever so slightly out of her ass, Summer quickly reached down between her legs and quickly pulled her thong up over her hips. This forced the base of the plug back securely between her ass cheeks because the thin strip of material of the crotch of her thong acted as a restraint for the butt plug.

As she stepped into the house, the butt plug sprang to life in her ass. The intensity of the vibration almost made Summer double over in surprise as well as in reaction to the stimulation it had in her ass as well as it vibrating against the egg that was buried deep inside her pussy.

With her see-through silk robe sticking to her still wet body, Summer had walked through the house I her six inch white slut heels with her leash attached to her slut collar. She finally reached the reached the foyer and she then saw that Mark was indeed standing on the front porch, but thankfully with his back to the door. As Summer reached for the bolt lock, the vibration in her ass stopped. But, the vibrating egg sprang to life. Summer pulled her hand away from the lock, but pressed her palm against the door frame. The intensity of the egg, the fullness of the plug in her ass, her near nude appearance and the submissive situation she found herself made the actions of the egg that much more intense. Her body craved the results she achieved when the plug and eggs worked on her. She felt the need to cum almost all the time when she was around her young master. Her mind continued to play with her knowing that it was wrong, but telling her that the feeling in her body was so right.