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Chapter 7 by NPC041188 NPC041188

After school

uh oh!

As you knelt on the floor, Mrs North standing over you as you slowly licked the cum off her cock and balls, you could hear Sam whining as he lay over her desk, his backdoor been well and truly stretched as Mrs North decided to fuck him after she watched/**** the both of you to kiss and swap her cum.

you felt sympathy for Sam having to taker her massive tool in his virgin backdoor, but you couldn't deny you were happy she hadn't fucked you

"Good boi" Mrs North purred as you cleaned her, standing above you triumphently as she enjoyed a cigerette and played with one of her nipples "Get me nice and clean, lick up all that tasty cum."

As you heard the school bell ring you stopped what you were doing, surprised so much time had passed and that you'd spent all day being Mrs North's personal sissy boi, but you could've had it worse, Sam had been her personal fuck boi.

"Um... Mrs north, is it okay for me to leave?" you asked her, remembering what she said at the about the doors and windows being locked until the end of day.

"hmm?" Mrs north snapped out of her euphoria, as she seemed to realise what time it was. "Oh, was that the bell? Well I suppose our day is done then, you can get dressed if you want Doug, and I'll call for little Sammy's sister to come collect him"

Seeing her smile down at you, you felt a little a little nervous. You didn't fully trust it or ehr but she made no move to grab you as you slowly stood up and, cleaning her cum off you face, you turned back to your clothes to get dressed. as you pulled your pants on you heard Mrs north call for Sam's sisters, who you had no doubt enjoyed their day. As you pulled your shirt back on, you felt something slip around your neck, click into place and a small beep to indicate, to your horror and surprise, it had locked.

Turning around you saw Mrs North with a large happy smile on her face as your hand moved upto your neck

"What... what is?" You asked, not getting what just happened

"Oh Doug, I'm guessing you didn't read the permission slip, or kept up with local politics?" Mrs North asked as her hands moved to you clothes and slowly pulled your shirt back off, watching you shake your head as she stepped closer, her hard cock pressing into your stomach as her tits pressed int your chest "Not only could any woman find and fuck you today, but anyone who managed to slap one of these collars onto an age legal man, said man is now the **** of the woman who put it on him. In short, you're now my personal sissy boi ****"

"What! No.. i... I can't be!" You stuttered out as Mrs North put a finger over your lips to shush you

"Oh yes you can and are, it's no one's fault but your own for not keeping up with local news. Check your phone, you'll see i'm not lying"

Pulling out your phone you searched and scanned for everything you could think of, and mrs North wasn't lying. Somehow the mayor had made males second class citizens and could be enslaved, as long as they were of legal age they were fair game.

Looking back up at Mrs north she still held the same smile, you glanced quickly at the door and thought about running for it, to get back home and hope your mom and sisters would protect you.

"Don't be silly, my sissy boi, if you try to run away now you'll get arrested and i imagine the police would enjoy playing with your virgin holes" Stroking your face Mrs north cut off your thoughts before they fully formed. Her hand moved up to your hair and grabbed it firmly making you whimper at her firm grip. "Now, this can go one of two ways." she said, her voice as firm as her grip on you "You can come along like a good little sissy boi, so I can take you home, and we can fun and take my time training you into a proper, polite sissy boi. Or you can try to run and i can **** you right here and now, then drag your broken holes back home where I'll beat the lessons into you."

Letting go of your hair and stepping back towards her desk, she picked up her still lit cigerette and, taking a moment to swat sam's still stretched, cum leaking ass, she tfinished the cigerette and asked "Your choise sissy, I'm going to get what i want either way. I'd prefer a polite little sissy but I don't mind having a firm hand. stay, or try to leave."

Sit or try to run

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