Mrs. Jackson, the Sex Ed Teacher

"Hello, John," Mrs. Jackson said. She smirked down at you, one hand holding a collar.

"Hello, Mrs. Jackson," you said, only for her to slap you across the face.

"As your owner, you shall refer to me as Mistress. Got that slut?"

"Yes Mistress," you whimper. Grinning, she puts the collar on you, sealing the fact, that you belonged to her.

"Now I really must be going," Mrs. Jackson said, "I expect to see you in my class on Monday, Miss Doe."

"Oh, I'll be there," Emma said, "I can't wait." She then learned into your back, fingers circling your asshole.

"See you later, John," she purred, "I never got you to blow me while I'm doing homework, but this is better." Mrs. Jackson then attached a leash to your collar and led you out of the house. You were sat in the back seat of her car, as Mrs. Jackson sat in the passenger seat. Another male, Mr. Jackson probably, was driving.

"Now, John," she said, "I suppose you want to now why I bought you?"

You nodded, but at seeing the look she gave you, you quickly replied, "Yes, Mistress."

"Good boy," she said, "you know Nathaniel right?"

"Yes, Mistress." Nathaniel was three years older than you, he used to be a student at your highschool, but by the time you got there, he had been transformed into the Sex Ed model.

"Well you see, he broke. His ass was so loose, you could stick a bodybuilder's arm in. I had to send him to the bathrooms as a toilet slut. You will be his replacement." You couldn't speak, you were going to be the new Sex Ed model? Used by your female schoolmates for lessons, until they decided you were too used and made you a bathroom cumdump? You didn't like that prospect, you had hoped, you would at least have been sold to someone as a private ****, maybe someone who wanted a father for their kids.

"Aw, cheer up," Mrs. Jackson said, "You'll learn to love it. All those large cocks fucking you. Oh, you're so lucky, Sex Ed model is a high honor for males like you." Soon you reached her house and we're walked into the living room, where Alice Jackson, Mrs. Jackson's 21 year old daughter, was lounging, some boy **** on her cock.

"Hello, dear, we're home," Mrs. Jackson said.

"Hi, mom," Alice said, "I'm tutoring Justin here."

"Showing that bitch his place?" Mrs. Jackson asked.

"Yep," Alice said, pulling her cock out of Justin's mouth, "Tell me, bitch, what are you?"

"A slut," Justin said, "I'm a slut for women's superior cocks. Please, use me like the little cumdump I am."

"Good boy," Alice said, shoving her cock back in his mouth, "here's your reward." She pulled his head down to the base of her cock and fired load after load into his mouth, all of which he swallowed.

"Great mouth you got there," Alice said, "now time for the real thing." Justin obediently, removed the still hard cock from his mouth, turned around and sat on her lap, getting into position, before happily bouncing on her cock.

"Who's he?" Alice asked, gesturing to you.

"This is, John Doe. He was in my class, until his mom sold him to me. Now, he'll be replacing Nathaniel."

"Fresh meat," Alice said, "Good. Nathaniel was getting way too addicted to cock. It'll be fun breaking him in." Mrs. Jackson then showed you where you'd be sleeping, which was a dog kennel in her room. She also gave you a rundown of the house, before leading you back to the living room. When you got there, Justin had already left, and Alice was napping.

After supper, you headed to your kennel, when a hand grabbed your shoulder, and a female voice said.

"Hold on, slut. You're sleeping with me tonight."