The pink satin dress

Mia ran into the rest stop with the bag of clothes hanging off of one arm, and the shoe box Jenna had handed her tucked under the other. Once in the restroom she made her way into an open stall and locked it. The quicker she managed to get out of the public restroom, and back to the relative safety of the car, the better off she knew she would be. She riffled through the clothes until she found the short pink satin dress. Sure it looked much more suited to a little girl, but it would be far less embarrassing than any of the other options.

As she changed she debated whether or not to wear the STILL SPANKED underwear but ultimately decided against it. She stuffed her clothes into the shopping bag then changed her shoes sighing with relief upon seeing a pair of white open-toe stiletto heeled shoes. "At least they match," she thought to herself. She knew it was a small victory, but, she was learning to take them where and when she could.

"Two minutes to spare, well done Mia," Jenna said with a broad smile when the blonde teacher returned to the car and sat in the front seat next to her mistress.

"Thank you Mistress," Mia said quietly as she blushed with shame.

"Lift your skirt." Mia's eyes bulged in shock when she heard the order.

"Here!? Out in public?! She can't be serious! What if I get caught?!" she thought to herself.

"I'm waiting bitch. Do you need to be punished?" Jenna asked sternly.

"N,no Mistress, sorry Mistress," she said as her entire body flushed with shame as she slowly pulled the hem of the dress up revealing her bald pussy.

"No panties? Why?"

"I'm not allowed to wear them without permission," she answered fighting back a sob.

"Very good," Mia laughed as she patted Jenna on the head. "I think you deserve a treat," she added before opening the center consul of the car and pulling out a flesh colored dildo and handed it to Mia.

"Mistress, I... uh," she said in a confused tone constantly shifting her gaze back and forth from the student that now controlled her life and the dildo.

"Don't be a dumb cunt Mia. Fuck yourself with that dildo until we get home. No cumming. Oh, you might want to suck it first, you know give it a little extra lube before you stick it in your pussy."

"Yes Mistress," Mia said with a slight whine before slowly taking the rubber cock in her mouth and slowly working it in and out while steadily working it deeper and deeper into her mouth. She paused when she had worked the vast majority of the eight inch toy into her mouth and Jenna laughed loudly.

"Damn! That almost makes me wish I had a cock! I guess I shouldn't be too surprised. After all sucking some rando in a strip club is what got us here," she laughed as she put the car in gear and began driving back to the lake house. "Well, at least I can still throat fuck you with a strap-on. That's enough of a warm up, get it in your pussy."

"Yes Mistress," Mia said as she slowly pulled up her skirt and began to gently fuck herself. Mia kept a slow and gentle pace for the remainder of the drive back to the lake house. Even so she was panting heavily and moaning in pleasure when Jenna parked the car in the garage.

"Stop," she ordered as she shut the car off. Mia quickly obeyed, glad the current round of humiliation was over, but, wishing she had been allowed to cum. "When we get inside I want you to take your pretty dress off, and wait for me in the living room. When I get there, you had better be naked and kneeling."

"Yes Mistress," Mia answered knowing that her humiliation was far from over. When they entered the house, Mia went straight to the living room and did as the teen had demanded.

Jenna went upstairs and changed into what looked like a black leather one piece swimsuit that hugging the young brunette's curves flatteringly. Completing the outfit was a pair of black leather knee high boots. Lastly she grabbed a metal chain link leash and a riding crop before going to the living room and finding Mia kneeling naked and waiting for her.

"I gotta say, I'm impressed with how quickly You're learning to obey me," Jenna said with a broad smile as she clipped the leash to the D-ring at the front of Mia's collar. She sat in a nearby armchair that left mistress and **** looking at one another. "Lick my boot," she ordered crossing one leg over the other. Mia said and did nothing but look at the teen with a look of shock.

"W...what Mistress?" she asked after a few seconds of silence. Mia herself barely realized she had even spoke. Her voice somehow didn't sound like itself.

"It's not that complicated of an order you stupid slut," Mia said sternly. "Lick my boot," she added slowly. "NOW!"

Mia gasped, and initially pulled away from her teenage mistress, then slowly crawled forward and began to lick the elevated boot. Jenna laughed at the drama teacher as she began to quietly sob. For the next few minutes she slowly **** her tongue up and down her mistress' boot. Including the soles and even sucked on the heel when ordered. Happy with Mia's efforts, Jenna uncrossed her legs only to recross them with the opposite leg on top. She looked at Jenna with a raised eye brow before the blonde began to lick the newly offered boot.

"Good," Jenna said once she was happy with Mia's performance on both of her boots. She outstretched her right leg leaving the toes of the boot angled up toward the ceiling. "Grind your pussy against my boot until you cum," she ordered.

"Yes Mistress," Mia sobbed as she straddled her mistress' leg, lowered her body until her pussy rested on the outstretched boot and began to rock her hips back and forth bringing pleasure to herself despite her shame and humiliation.

"Let me know when you are going to cum bitch."

"Yes Mistress," Mia answered with a slight moan and began to rock her hips faster and faster.

"God you are such a horny little slut," Jenna laughed after watching Mia hump her leg for a few minutes, now working her hips at a blistering pace and moaning loudly. Suddenly, Mia's body shook and she screamed loudly in orgasmic bliss. "Bad girl!" Jenna yelled before slapping Mia across the face.

"Wh..what?" she asked as she looked at Jenna with a look of shock on her face.

"I told you to tell me when you were going to cum. Did you?"

"No Mistress. I'm sorry. It....it snuck up on me," she pleaded.

"You deserve punishment." she said as she grabbed Mia's leash. "Come on slut," she said giving the leash a hard tug. Mia followed her mistress upstairs to what looked to be a home office. Once there she led her to a door that Mia assumed would have led to a closet, but, instead lead to a second staircase that led up to another door which was locked by an electronic lock with a finger print scanner. Jenna opened the door and led Mia into the attic which had now been turned into a dungeon. Mia's heart skipped a beat, first when she saw the room, then again when she heard the door close and the lock's heavy tumblers thud into place.

Without a word, Jenna glanced around the dungeon trying to decide on where to place her **** for her punishment. Her eyes stopped first on the spanking bench, then a set of stocks placed side by side, one that would leave her **** bent over, the other would leave her standing with her ankles secured in leather cuffs anchored to the floor. Her eyes then darted to the St. Andrew's Cross, then to a long black leather padded bondage table. Her eyes then went to a chair with cuffs on the armrests and front legs. The seat of the chair was covered in hard rubber spikes with blunted points that would make sitting in it highly uncomfortable. Her eyes then came to a second chair with similar restraints and no seat. It was anchored to the ceiling by chains and could be lifted into the air. There was a bondage horse that would dig painfully into her ****'s pussy. Several cages. Among her favorites were one that would **** her to stand and leave her very little room to move. Another was shaped as a woman on all fours, the last was more like the style of cage used for large breed dogs. Lastly her eyes settled on three metal spheres that hung down from the ceiling. One larger one and two smaller ones on either side. The central sphere would close and lock around the head of a captive and an adjustable leather pad could be tightened around the occupant's neck. Effectively leaving her deprived of her sight and hearing. The smaller spheres were meant for her hands.