Summer's Blackmail Ch. 26

Summer went about pouring coffee and taking breakfast orders. She relished in serving her sons and half-heartedly serving their friend. Justin continued to stare at Summer catching glimpses of her eagle tattoo and the thong as it was pulled tightly into the crack of her ass.

After breakfast was served and dishes cleaned, Summer noticed that it was now 9:30 AM and she had to be seated at Meehan's Pub by 12:30 PM.

"What are you boys up to today," Summer asked them.

"Well, we are going to the lake today to enjoy Jim Roberts' pontoon boat with several friends," Kevin said.

"Who is Jim Roberts," Summer asked.

"Oh you know Mom. His dad is Mike Roberts the boat salesman at the lake marina," Jacob said.

Summer then remembered the treatment that she received from Mike Roberts the last time she was at Meehan's Pub and it sent a chill down her spine.

"Will there be any girls on that boat," Summer said with a coy smile.

"Of course Mom. Cindy, who you met last night, has invited several girls to go along," Kevin said.

"You should join us Mrs. Wayne, it could be fun," Justin chimed in.

"Well thanks, but no. I do have plans for lunch today. Let's plan on brunch tomorrow as I guess you guys will not be home until after dark," Summer replied.

"Yes Mom, we should not be home until around 10:00 PM. We would love to do brunch maybe at Julio's," Jacob said.

"That will be great," Summer replied.

With that, Summer turned and walked out of the kitchen and headed upstairs. She had some time to get ready, but she dare not be late. As Summer's hand grabbed the doorknob to her bedroom she heard Kevin say, "Mom what is up with the tattoos and your piercings?"

"What do you mean Kevin," Summer replied.

"Well Mom, last night it was obvious to everyone that you have butterfly tattoos on each of your boobs. And, Cindy said that you have had your nipples pierced. What gives," Kevin asked.

"Well Kevin, I do not want to discuss this with you. Suffice it for me to say that your damn father talked me into it," Summer lied.

"My father. Are you kidding me? I would have never thought that Mom. But, more power to him and You Go Girl," Kevin said as he gave his mother a hug and then patted her on her ass.

Summer went into her bathroom and stripped out of her clothes, piling them on the tile floor next to her make-up counter. She decided that this morning she would indulge herself and take a long, hot bubble bath.

After the water temperature was just right, short of steaming her skin off, Summer poured her special body bath gel into the water coming out of the faucet and watched as the garden jet tub filled up. Once the water level had covered the four water jets, Summer pushed the start button on the tub and immediately the water started churning making even more bubbles.

Summer was able to fully relax in her tub. Thoughts of the old commercial, Calgon take me away, made her smile. However, it wasn't long before her hands started roaming over her body as she massaged the oils from the bath gel into her body. She ran her hands up and down her stomach almost always pausing at her bellybutton piercing and giving it a slight tug each time she felt it. The longer the bath progressed, the lower her hands roamed down her body.

Her fingers finally found her hard clit and piercing. The teacher slowly stroked the piercing and clit as she sunk deeper into the bubbling waters of her bath. Summer continued to slowly build up to the orgasm she needed, no craved most of the time now. She did not understand how the manipulations of a high school senior could have such an effect on her mind, body and spirit.

Summer's mind wandered back to the basement and the way that Justin had manipulated her into holding, squeezing and stroking his cock. She had thought about how he had shot his cum down her throat while she was locked in the custodial closet and how Melanie Hart's pussy juice had coated the cock. Summer moaned out loud and let her body erupt in orgasm.

Summer was brought back to reality when she heard, "Mom we are headed out. See you tonight after 10:00 PM," Kevin said.

"Ok honey, see you then," Summer hollered back.

Summer continued to enjoy the bubbles for a couple of minutes longer before pressing the stop button ending her bath. After drying herself with her Egyptian cotton towels, with one wrapped around her body and one around her hair, Summer padded across the tile floor of the bathroom into her closet.

It was important to Summer to arrive early to get a suitable place at the bar. She wanted to make sure that she pleased her young master as she did not want to have to suffer any undue punishment for not pleasing him. She worried about going back to the bar because of the difficulty she had there the last time. She had had her hair altered by Midge, being accosted by the boat salesman and the bartender had been rough with her. Summer could feel her pussy moistening even as she worried about her pending humiliation.

The teacher decided on her red shelf bra and thong set. She slipped them on as she watched herself in the mirror. She noticed how her nipples stood at full attention as the bra did not cover her nipples or the piercings, but provided a great presentation of her new tattoos. Summer looked down between her legs and noticed that the red thong had already worked its way between her pussy lips and she could see the ring piercings in each of her pussy lips. Summer rearranged the thong so that, initially, her lips were covered by the thin material of the crotch of the thong.

Summer walked back into the bathroom, sat at her make-up table and began applying her make-up in the manner in which she had been trained and had come to appreciate. When finished, Summer worked her newly styled hair and made sure that the back of her neck fully covered her MT tattoo.

Next the teacher poured her most luxurious body lotion into each of her hands. Summer worked the lotion into her arms and legs giving her skin a refreshing application of moisture. Summer especially liked the slight scent of the lotion as it was pleasing and warm at the same time.

Once satisfied that her hair, make-up and lingerie would meet her master's approval, Summer went back into her closet to select her clothing for her newest day of degradation. Thinking back on one of her first excursions with her young master, Summer selected her button up blue jean skirt. She noticed that the waist was looser than she remembered, which meant that her lack of food as well as her daily exercising had had a thinning effect on her. The skirt now hung on her hips rather than at her waist. In this position, more of her screaming eagle tattoo would be visible.

The light weight red sweater could be problematic as it was almost a crop top, but would at least cover her bellybutton piercing. Summer decided that Master T would be pleased with her wearing the top because it buttoned, but would have her breasts and tattoos adequately displayed.

Summer looked at herself in her full length mirror and decided that she should wear her red four inch heels to top off the outfit. She opened the shoe box, slipped the shoes on her feet and then once again looked at herself in the mirror. But, she just did not look as slutty as she knew her young master would want and she knew that she could not afford to displease him today because she wanted to get her humiliation over as fast as possible so she could be home in time to greet her sons when they returned from their day on the lake.

Summer opened the drawer that contained her silky nylon stockings, thigh hi hosiery and her garter belt collection. She held up the matching red garter belt, but felt that it was too dressy for the blue jean skirt as well as the pub. So, the owned teacher selected beige thigh hi's with back seams with reinforced heels and toes. She believed that this would give her legs a nice shimmer, but also evoke a vision of a slut that her young master had trained her to try to attain every day.

Summer stood next to her closet bench, took off her red heels and then slipped the thigh highs up each leg utilizing the bench to make sure that the hose were properly aligned up the back of each of her legs. Once satisfied, Summer slipped her nylon covered feet back into the red heels and then looked at herself once again in her mirror.

Her make-up and newly styled hair combined with the outfit did in fact make her look like a slut. Summer looked up and down her body. She was taken aback with her transformation in just four short weeks of ownership by a high school senior. Her butterfly tattoos that adorned each of her breasts were a complete contrast from the red sweater top. Even though Summer had all of the buttons fastened on the top, her tattoos were clearly visible. The shelf bra not only heightened the displaying of not only her cleavage, but of her tattoos also.

Summer looked at the bottom of the sweater and it did cover the bellybutton piercing. Summer raised her hands slightly and the piercing was completely visible. Fortunately, even though the skirt now rode lower on her hips due to her weight loss, the stem of her rose tattoo was not visible.

Summer turned around to look at the seams of her hose and noticed that they were straight as they could be. The reinforced heels of her hose rode up above her heels, which she thought gave her legs an even better appearance. Summer raised her hands only slightly and her Screaming Eagle tattoo made a pronounced and quick appearance. She resigned herself to the fact that nothing she would be able to do would prevent people from getting a very good look at her tramp stamp, eagle tattoo.

Just then, Summer's phone rang. She ran to the desk where it sat in her charger having not remembered plugging it in last night. She looked at the number, but did not recognize it. Not knowing whether her young master was calling or not, Summer answered, "Hello."

"Is this Summer Wayne," the voice said.

"Who is calling," Summer replied.

"Oh sorry. I did not mean to alarm you. I am Derrick. I am your Uber driver today," Derrick replied.

"I did not call for an Uber," Summer replied.

"I know Ms. Wayne. I have been contracted by a Master T on his behalf to drive you today," Derrick replied.

Summer was not ready for this new detail in her day. She was hopeful to be able to have the security of her car to be able to leave any location as quickly as was possible. Now her young master was controlling where she was going and how she got there. Resigned to her predicament, Summer replied, "Oh ok that is good. When will you be here?"

"Ms. Wayne, I am parked in front of your house right now. Come on down as we may be late to your first appointment," Derrick replied.

"My first appointment," Summer asked.

"Yes you have one appointment and then on to Meehan's Pub. So, you are late," Derrick said with a little more forcefulness in his voice.

"Yes Derrick, I will be right down," Summer quietly replied.

The owned teacher left the sanctity of her bedroom and descended the wooden stairs. Summer checked her make-up, hair and back seams of her stockings before heading out the door. Summer saw the black Escalade parked at the bottom of her driveway. She hated being made to walk down the steep graded driveway on full display to her neighbors.

As Summer reached the car, her next door neighbor, Mr. Johnson was walking by with his huge black Labrador retriever. The door pulled Mr. Johnson along right up to Summer attempting to poke his nose right under the teacher's short blue jean skirt. Summer was successful in preventing an embarrassing reveal of her hose tops and possibly her panties.

"Oh I am sorry Ms. Wayne. But, Butch is such a hound dog for women," Mr. Johnson said with a slight leer while looking the teacher over from head to toe.

"It is ok Mr. Johnson, he just caught me off guard," Summer replied.

"My oh my Ms. Wayne. Where are you headed to today dressed so sexily," Mr. Johnson asked.

"Oh, I am meeting some friends for lunch and thought I would dress up for a change," Summer nervously lied.

"Are these friends men Ms. Wayne? That outfit is certainly one I would think would be used to get lots of attention," Mr. Johnson said as he eased closer to the teacher.

Summer was now trapped between the car, Butch, the leash and Mr. Johnson. "No, Mr. Johnson I am meeting a group of teachers at our favorite tea shop for lunch and tea," replied the teacher.

"Well you certainly strike an exciting picture for me," said the smiling neighbor.

Summer swore she saw her neighbor nudge Butch towards her as she felt his wet nose now again between her legs. The dog's head was quite large and now that it was between her legs, the hem of Summer's skirt had worked up revealing the lace tops of her hose. Butch worked his head back and forth smelling the lotion that Summer had applied to her skin earlier. Mr. Johnson watched as Butch worked the teacher's skirt up her thighs revealing the very tops of her hose.

Summer bent over, forcing her skirt line up even further trying to push Butch's head from between her legs. The large dog moved ever so slightly which forced Summer to turn towards the Escalade where she put her left hand against the window pane for support as she pushed Butch's head from between her legs. While bent over, the bottom of Summer's red sweater rose up revealing the large Screaming Eagle tattoo spread across her back.

"Nice tattoo Ms. Wayne. I bet that hurt quite a bit when you laid down for it. I bet the tattoo artist really liked working on you," Mr. Johnson said.

"Please Mr. Johnson, get your dog from between my legs," Summer pleaded.

"Well you cannot really blame him now can you Ms. Wayne. But let's see what I can do," replied the neighbor as he had worked his way right next to the trapped teacher.

Mr. Johnson half-heartedly tugged on the bright red leash that was attached to the spiked red leather collar adorning Butch's neck. Summer could not afford for the spikes on the collar to rip her hose so she continued to press the dog's head down and away from between her legs.

Once Butch was fully removed from between the teacher's legs, Mr. Johnson was able to get a real good look at the teacher's body. He finally got to see the butterfly tattoos that adorned each of his neighbor's breasts. As Summer stood back up, Mr. Johnson noticed that her nipples were poking against the material of the red sweater and he could easily make out the piercings in each.

"Here, let me get the door to the car for you Ms. Wayne," Mr. Johnson said.

"No it is quite alright Mr. Johnson. Just pull Butch away please," replied the nerve wrecked teacher.

The dog had been successful in rubbing his wet nose against both of her thighs. And, unfortunately, Butch had pressed his nose into her crotch which forced the thin material of the crotch of her thing between her pussy lips.

"Oh Ms. Wayne, I insist," Mr. Johnson said as he reached across the front of the teacher forcing his elbow against her chest as he found the door latch of the Escalade.

It was an effort, but Mr. Johnson was able to get Butch to heel at the moment Summer thought. But, Mr. Johnson knew that Butch was well trained and until he had given the heel command, Butch was only going to act on his instincts. That meant that the teacher's pussy was quite wet and had a lovely fragrance like he had imagined.

Summer was pushed backwards by the big arm of her neighbor. She moved sideways to allow the Escalade door to be fully opened. Summer looked into the front seat and saw Derrick looking back with a big smile on his face. The driver was a former student of Summer's from four or five years ago. Here he was her personal driver for her newest day of degradation and humiliation, which Summer could do nothing about.

Summer placed her right foot onto the step board that came into position once the door was opened. Mr. Johnson helped her make her way into the captain's chair seat, but it left her legs fully exposed as her skirt, hem line already raised by Butch's assault, as the motion to get into the car had effectively forced the hem of her skirt up to the bottom of her ass cheeks.

Mr. Johnson got a great view of the tops of Summer's thighs, her ass and now was looking between her legs to see her panty covered pussy only that the crotch was pressed between her pussy lips and he could plainly see the piercing in each of them. Mr. Johnson could not take his eyes off of the creamy thighs and the treasure on display between them.

"Thank you Mr. Johnson for your help," the flustered teacher said.

"You are welcome Ms. Wayne. Have a great day as you have made my day and obviously Butch's day," replied the leering neighbor.

As the door closed, Summer was brought back to reality by Derrick, "Hi Ms. Wayne. It is good to see you and you look great."

"Oh thank you Derrick. I appreciate your compliment," Summer replied.

Summer saw that Derrick was not looking at her eyes as she found his eyes concentrating down between her legs. Summer looked down and was disturbed to find that her thong covered pussy was on full display and Derrick had a direct view of her crotch.

"I apologize for being so stressed Derrick. But, my neighbor's dog would not leave me alone," Summer said as she pulled her skirt down as best she could.

"You do not have to pull your skirt down on my account Ms. Wayne. I always wanted to look at your legs when I was in your class," Derrick replied.

Summer struggled to pull the hem of her skirt down, but because she was sitting on leather, her ass cheeks were stuck so she had to left her bottom off of the seat which only spread her legs wider. Of course Derrick took full advantage of the view between his former teacher's legs. Summer's legs had spread just wide enough for Derrick to see that the crotch of the thong had slipped between the teacher's pussy lips and he could see piercings in each.

Then Derrick started up the Escalade, and per Todd Spiller's instructions, Derrick turned the air conditioner up on full blast as he pulled away from the teacher's driveway. Once he had exited the subdivision, Derrick stopped the Escalade at a red light. He turned and looked at the teacher noticing that her top was not completely in place, which made her tattoos more prevalent. He handed a pair of headphones to his former teacher and said, "Todd said for you to put these on and watch the screen in front of you on our drive."

Summer took the headphones and quickly sat back in the captain chair. Her seat reclined slightly, which Summer figured was caused by Derrick. The screen turned on and there was the picture of the teacher with the black butt plug that she had inadvertently sent to her now young master when she replied to his initial responses on her since deleted profile.

The voice in the headphone was that of her young master. He guided Summer through her varies stages of submission up to the current position of being his fully submissive slut. He was pleased with her compliant submission and with her ever changing body through art as well as her new hairstyle as well the proper application of her make-up to conform to her slut persona.

Images of submission were flashed across the screen from the initial tanning salon adventures through her tattooing and piercing sessions with Marcos. She watched the screen as the Screaming Eagle tattoo was etched into the skin of her back while Marcos slid a long, thick black dildo in and out of her ass as it was strapped around his waist. She watched as she had orgasm after orgasm from the pain and invasion of her ass by the dildo.

The screen flipped back to her time bent over the fucking machine in the basement of the school gym. She watched as man after man fucked her ass and pussy while she was draped over the saw horse contraption with a mask covering her face. She heard herself cum multiple times as the men fucked her continuously that night.