Summer's Blackmail Ch. 24

"Cum my slut teacher," Todd said through the opened door.

Summer did not turn around or say anything as she kept on stroking her pierced clit. She worked the Rosebud back and forth in her ass and at the right moment her body erupted in another orgasm in a degrading and exciting day.

Todd watched as his slut teacher collapsed on the patio floor. He saw her fall completely flat against the floor just barely avoiding slamming face first onto the polished concrete. He waited for a couple of more minutes to see if she would wake up. When the teacher did not wake up, Todd turned off the patio lights, picked the teacher up, threw her over his shoulder and then carried her upstairs. Todd laid his teacher slut on the floor at the side of her bed on the bathroom side. He quickly fastened the handcuffs and spreader bar to the teacher. Todd then fastened the cuffs to the chain that was clipped to the center of the spreader bar thereby securing the teacher with her hands placed over her pussy knowing full well that during the night she would involuntarily continue to stimulate her pussy with her fingers. Todd turned off the bedroom lights and closed his eyes for sleep. He could hear the deep, relaxed breathing of the teacher that turned into a soft snore. Todd smiled to himself as his strategy to make Summer into his fully compliant slut was well on its way to completion.

Summer awoke to a start as the alarm clock on her bedside table went off. She was alone, on the floor with her hands cuffed and somehow attached to between her legs. Her fingers were stuck inside her pussy which was flowing with her pussy juices. She called out for her young master, but heard no reply. She felt her wrists move just a little inside the cuffs and determined that the cuffs were not clasped and her hands could be easily withdrawn from them.

Summer sat up and saw a chain that had been fastened to an eye bolt in her spreader bar had been used to secure her cuffed hands to the bar. Her legs ached from having been spread all night, but her pussy was still very wet. Summer reached down and quickly released her aching legs from the spreader bar. She turned and looked at her clock. It was 5:00 AM. There was a note attached to her night stand.

Good morning my slut,

It is 5:00 AM. I trust that you slept well. Get up and get going. You have 15 minutes to pull yourself together. Gather up your make-up, put on your long coat that is laid out for you on the bed, put your slut heels on and get to the school. Meet me in the boy's locker room in the gym by 5:45 AM. I have your clothes for you in a locker.

Master T

"Oh my god," Summer said to herself.

Summer jumped up off the floor and ran to the bathroom. She was surprised by the immediate realization that she had an object in her ass and she needed to relieve herself. She felt the large jeweled base of the Rosebud and immediately turned so that her ass faced the full length mirror on her closet door. She spread her ass cheeks and then saw the bright red ruby like base of her newest degrading plug. Summer grasped the end of the plug and then pulled it from her ass with some pain as she was no longer lubricated.

As she pulled the plug out and held it up for inspection, she saw that it was coated in ass juice and fecal matter. She quickly placed it in the basin of her sink and sat down on the toilet. Summer emptied both her bladder and her bowels. She quickly flushed the commode, ran to the shower and rinsed off. She did not take the time to wash her hair. She gathered up her make-up kit that she had with her all the time, her brushes, hair products, placed them in her bag and walked back into the bedroom. There on the floor were her six inch white fuck me now slut heels. Her collar was laid across the shoes. Summer quickly put her aching feet back into the heels, fastened the collar around her neck, reinserted the Rosebud using her own saliva as lubricant and then slipped the thin lightweight coat on her tired as well as turned on body. "What does he have in store for me today," Summer asked herself.

Summer walked down her stairs with her heels clicking on each step and then she turned and walked into the kitchen to the door that led into the garage. There on the kitchen island she found a note from her young master ordering her to go by the McDonalds on the way to school, go inside, order a large coffee with cream and sugar to bring with you to school. "Oh my God I will not make it on time if I have to stop and do that," Summer screamed out loud.

The tormented teacher once again found herself in a compromising situation induced by a high school student who had absolute control over her. But, in the same instance, summer was turned on by the fact that she was being made to do something risqué and the possibility of being seen by someone she knew only made the directions that more exciting. And having the new jewelry in her ass excited her more as she sat down in the driver seat of her BMW convertible. She noticed right away that the top had been left down, so Summer was sure that her young Master had done that on purpose.

Summer quickly backed her car out of the garage and down the long driveway. Once at the street, she paused looking both ways and fortunately none of her neighbors were up walking their dogs or gong for their morning runs. Summer gunned the engine and roared out of the subdivision knowing full well that unless there was no line at the McDonalds, she would not be able to meet her young master's required arrival time.

Summer pulled into the McDonald's parking lot at 5:15 AM. Looking at the digital read out on her dash clock, she had thirty minutes to be in the boy's locker room. It was a 15 minute drive from the McDonalds to school. She just may have time to make it she thought to herself.

Summer parked in the first available parking space, which was past the side door in the end space, grabbed her purse, got out of the car, shut the car door and almost ran across the parking lot to the door to the McDonalds. That is when Summer realized that the belt tie of the coat had been removed and her coat was open from her neck all the way down past her knees. Summer quickly grabbed the edges of the coat, drew the collar of the coat tightly against her chest and walked into the McDonalds. The coat did not fully cover the rhinestone collar that adorned her neck.

Summer was pleased that only a few people were in line waiting to order their items. Summer walked up to the first available cashier and ordered a large coffee. The employee said that the cost was $1.06. Summer reached inside her wallet and all she had was a $50 bill. She handed the bill to the employee and the employee loudly asked back, "Ma'am don't you have anything smaller than a $50?"

Several heads turned in Summer's direction and each set of eyes was met with Summer standing at the counter, coat pulled tightly against her, in white six inch heels and a white rhinestone collar adorning her neck.

"No ma'am I do not have anything smaller," was Summer's feeble reply.

"Well you will have to wait right there while I get a manager to come and bring me change so I can give you your $48.94 in change," said the exasperated employee.

Summer continued to clutch her coat and never made an attempt to look around. She was worried that the loud employee was bringing unwanted attention to her in the current state of dress she was in. Summer could feel her nipples hardening under the coat as its silk lining was rubbing the erect, pierced nipples just the right way, lightly, but continuously.

Summer stood at the register waiting not only on her change, but also the coffee she was required to bring to her young master. The longer she had to wait, the more turned on she was becoming. Her new piercing was making her clit stand out and the teacher could feel moisture forming on her pussy lips.

There was now a line of several people forming behind her and she could make out grumblings under the breath of those in line behind her. Finally after almost five minutes, before the employee came back. "Go stand at the end of the counter. My manager will be right out with your change. You need to stop holding up the line," the employee said rudely.

Summer did not even reply. She moved down the length of the counter and waited again for her change as well as her coffee. It must have been an additional five minutes before a young man walked out from the back of the kitchen area. Summer saw in his eyes that he seemed to recognize her.

"Sorry for the delay ma'am, but I had to unlock the safe. I could not remember the combination there for a minute," the young man said.

He counted out the change on the metal counter top and then began to turn and walk away. Summer then had to ask, "Could I get my cup of coffee please."

The young man turned around and said, "Mrs. Wayne, you will need to get back in line to order your coffee. You have already held up the line long enough."

Summer was now fearful that everyone in the lobby would know who she was. She sheepishly walked back and stood behind the last of the four people in line ahead of her. She could feel her pulse quicken as well as feeling eyes from all over the McDonalds staring at her.

Still clutching her coat as tightly as she could against her body, Summer waited less than patiently for the line to move forward. Once she reached the counter, the employee that had waited on her before, said, "I will be back."

Summer watched as the girl went to the distribution lane and picked up several orders, placed them on trays and called each customer back up to receive their morning breakfasts. The girl walked back to Summer and asked, "What can I do for you Mrs. Wayne."

Summer had to order her large coffee again and paid the $1.06 receiving $.94 in return. The girl then handed a large cup to Summer and pointed saying the coffee is over there. Summer looked to her left and she saw men standing around the coffee machine who were watching her as she walked to the machine. The men moved only slightly to allow the teacher, still clutching her coat, but now also having to hold on to her purse as well as the empty coffee cup that needed to be filled.

Summer brushed the two men who had barely given her enough room to pass by. She stepped up to the machine, but then was overcome with anxiety as there was no way she would be able to hold the coat together, hold her purse and draw coffee from the machine. Summer knew that she was going to have to put her purse down and let go of the coat to be able to press all the necessary buttons for the coffee.

Summer felt a tap on her shoulder and the larger of the two men asked, "Can I help you sweetie? It looks like you could use my help."

"That would be wonderful if you could," came Summer's weak reply.

"Ok then. Do not put your purse on the counter as it looks expensive and it would get wet with coffee. Give me the cup and I will hold it under the dispenser, while you push the buttons to make sure you get the right coffee," the man said.

Summer was now trapped. She would not be able to hold her purse and coat while pushing the buttons to have coffee and cream flow into the cup. Bravely, Summer handed the cup to the helpful man, drew her arms to her breasts to try and hold the coat at the same time as she reached to push the button for the coffee. However, in her haste she splashed the coffee on the base of the coffee machine and some of it splashed on the man's hand.

"Damn sweetie, you sure are impatient," he said. Continuing, "Hand me a napkin so I can wipe this hot coffee off of my hand."

Summer was not impatient. She was so close to fully exposing her tattooed and pierced breasts that she was doing everything in her power to get the coffee and get on her way to school. She knew no other way, but to continue to clutch her purse against her chest and she turned to her left to grab a couple of napkins. The man then said, "Hold the cup while I wipe the coffee off."

The man held out his hand that grasped the cup and he took the napkins from Summer's right hand. Summer held the coffee cup while the man took an inordinate amount of time wiping the little bit of coffee from his hand. Summer stood waiting on the man to return from taking the napkin to the trash bin. She started to put the cup under the dispenser when the man returned. "Here let me have that sweetie," the man demanded.

Once the cup was under the dispenser, Summer pushed the button for regular coffee and watched as the cup filled. When the cup had filled about 75%, Summer released the coffee button and pressed the cream button. Satisfied with the color of the coffee, Summer said, "Thank you for your help sir. I am really in a rush so let me take the cup from you."

"You are most welcome sweetie lady. Don't forget to put a top on the coffee cup as I would hate for the coffee to spill in your car and on those sexy legs of yours," the man said.

Just being called sweetie by this stranger was having an effect on Summer. She could feel her nipples begin to rise as the man's domineering personality was not lost on the teacher.

Summer took the coffee cup from the man and moved down the counter to where the sugar and tops were. Now Summer was in another situation where she would need both hands. Cautiously, Summer placed a lid on top of the cup as she leaned close to the counter. Hoping to just use one hand so that she could still clutch the purse to her chest, Summer just could not get the lid in place. Timidly, Summer placed her purse on the counter which allowed her coat to gap open exposing her breasts to the windows in front her. About that time she felt a hand at the small of her back as she heard, "Excuse me sweetie, but I need a lid too," the man said as he returned to her side.

He was leaning over her as he pressed his body against hers effectively trapping the teacher against the counter and freezing the opening in her coat. The man staring directly ahead, saw Summer's reflection in the window and he could easily make out the butterfly tattoos adorning each breast.

"Nice tattoos you got there sweetie. I want to see more of them. I am going to walk you to your car and be a gentleman by carrying your coffee to your car," the man said.

Without speaking further, the man grasped the cup from the counter in front of Summer, secured the top and then headed for the door. Summer with her head down, clutching her purse once again to her chest followed yet another man ordering her. And like always, her submissiveness only made her follow those directions.

The man did not even hold the door for the trailing teacher. Once Summer stepped through the door she heard the man say, "Where is your car?"

Summer meekly replied, "It is the convertible at the end of the line of spaces sir."

"Why did I say that," Summer thought to herself.

"Did I hear her right? I think she just called me sir again," the man said to himself.

"Lead the way lady," the man said while motioning with his head.

Summer stepped down off of the sidewalk and made her way across the parking lot having to stop one time to allow a car pass in the drive thru lane. Once she got to her car she paused to say, "Thank you for escorting me to my car sir. That was very nice of you and you certainly are a gentleman."

Summer reached for the coffee being held by the man, but he just shook his head and said, "Sweetie, go ahead and get in your car. I will hand you this hot coffee once you have gotten comfortable in your seat."

"That is ok sir, there is no need for you to wait any longer," Summer replied.

"I insist sweetie. Now get in your car and I will hold your coffee," the man said more sternly.

"Yes sir," Summer said.

Summer keyed her auto unlock function on her key and pulled the door handle opening the driver door. While clutching her purse as tightly as she could, Summer eased into the seat, but she was not able to keep the lower portion of her coat closed. When the teacher sat down in the seat, the coat opened all the way to her waist fully exposing that she was nude under the coat and also revealing the rose tattoo over her pubic mound.

Embarrassed by her exposure, Summer tried to pull her coat back into place, but she heard, "No do not do that. I want to you to open your coat so I can see your tattoos sweetie," Summer heard the man say.

"Really sir, I appreciate you being a gentleman, but I really must go," Summer said.

"Open your coat sweetie. I would hate to have to pour this hot coffee on you to get you to comply," the man said.

Please sir. I am very late. Please give me my coffee and let me leave," Summer pleaded.

"Sweetie, I said open your coat," the man said very sternly.

Having no other options and realizing it was now 5:30 AM and there was no way she would be at the school at the time her young master set for her arrival, Summer resigned herself to one more degradation, the first of the day more than likely.

"Open your coat and stop stalling sweetie. I know you want to show me," the man said.

Summer looked up and saw the serious look she was being given by the stranger. She knew she had not option, but to comply. Even though she had done what her young master had wanted, the side trip for coffee was the reason she was going to be late.

Slowly, Summer pulled her coat open until both of her breasts were completely uncovered. She leaned her head back against the headrest of her seat and froze in that position.

"Spread your legs sweetie so I can get a good look at your pussy tattoo," came the man's next instructions.

"Nice dog collar too sweetie. Are you someone's pet," the man asked.

Summer realized that the collar was around her neck so it had been visible the whole time she had been in the McDonalds. Here was a man asking if she was a pet. If only he knew that she was not a pet, but a slave to a high school master.

The man watched as the woman in the car involuntarily spread her legs offering him a terrific view of her breast and pussy tattoos, but now he was able to see the piercings in the woman's pussy lips as well as the woman's clit. "Put one foot back on the pavement sweetie, spread your legs further for me," came her next instructions.

Summer slid her left foot back out of the car, placed it on the payment, turned in the seat a little to her left which then gave the man and unobstructed view of her tattoos as well as the piercings in her nipples, pussy lips and her clit. Summer was mortified that she was being degraded in this manner, but the Rosebud buried in her ass pressed against the seat was having that same old effect on her.

"Now sweetie, one last instruction. Use your hands and spread those pussy lips so I can see those piercings better," the man instructed.

Her body and mind were now on auto pilot as yet another person was making demands of her that she should reveal her body at his instructions. Summer complied with the instructions, placed a hand on either side of her pussy opening and spread her pussy for the leering eyes of the stranger.

"Spread your knees farther sweetie," the man ordered.

Summer spread her knees as far as she could apart and still remain seated in the car. In this position, the rosebud was pressed firmly against her asshole. Her nipples were now standing at full attention and the teacher could feel wetness on her fingers as her pussy began to flow in reaction to what she was being directed to do and what was happening in her mind about pleasing another man.

About that time a horn sounded and a voice said, "Damn it Jim. Give the lady her coffee. We have to get to work."

"Damn sweetie, I have to leave. I look forward to your next visit to the McDonalds," the man said as he handed Summer her coffee.

As he walked away, Summer felt unfulfilled by having exposed herself, but she was unable to reach the orgasm that her body was now telling her it needed. Summer got all the way back into her car, set the coffee in the cup holder, closed the door, pulled her coat back into position and put the car in gear.