Girls Don’t Need an Edumacation Anyway

It was only once inside the elevator and staring at her reflection in the shiny stainless steel doors, that she realized she was now permanently naked. Looking at herself, she could see the changes that were made to her body.

Felicity started at the top, and her messy damp dark brown hair, finger combing it back and seeing the row of earrings lining each lobe with small silver gears at the forefront. Looking down further, she came to the to nipple rings with their silver beads at the bottom, stuck right through her slightly larger nipples. The breasts themselves swollen to size D’s were firm and tender to the touch. She then came to the bellybutton piercing with another gear hanging from a tiny chain and below that, her pubic area with its lack of hair. Felicity was now bare for the entire world to see with the exception of those ten tiny rings lining her most intimate entrance that was still burning in pain.

She would be **** to stay naked for the next three years, not even allowed a pair of shoes. More tears started to well up on her eyes until she stopped herself and wiped them off. Felicity decided then and there to not let her nudity affect her dignity, she would be confident and proud of her nudity. Something that would be challenged immediately as Division 1 stayed open until nine.

She pushed the 1st floor button and waited for the elevator to descend, forcefully keeping her arms at the side and legs apart in a relaxed stance as the doors opened. She started to confidently walk to the door, pointedly ignoring the stares from the women and leers from the men and throbbing pussy, until she stopped short when seeing the bastard that made all this happen sitting in a chair by the door, clearly waiting for her.

When Brett heard the ding of the elevator, he looked over and saw his ward, naked as the day she was born, with enough piercings to proclaim her a slut to the world, and smiled as she tried to walk without a care in the world come to a halt with a deer in the headlights look. ‘And what beautiful headlights she has!’ He thought. He then got up out of the chair and approached the girl frozen mid stride and snapped her out of her shock by grabbing her arm and pulling her to the door.

"Come on girl, I might as well treat you to one last meal before we part ways." he said pulling her out the door. Once he reached his truck, Brett opened the passenger door and slapped her ass when she didn't move fast enough, eliciting a high pitched yelp. He then went around and climbed into the vehicle and proceeded to drive to one of Mobile's many Waffle House's.

Felicity didn't know what to think. She thought she was done with her stepfather when he checked her into the motel and abandoned her in the parking lot of the LEA. She wasn't nearly as shy around Brett as she should have been, due to the fact that he had long since removed all the interior doors in the apartment, with the exception of the closets. It had been particularly humiliating to have him take a dump and watch her as she showered through the glass panels. She just hoped this was the last night she would see him.

In fact, Felicity was right about not seeing him again after tonight. The last time anyone would ever see him would be tomorrow, right before a small chemical explosion that would take his life. Only he could be blamed though, since he wasn't the most refreshed toward the end of the day.

When they pulled into the Waffle House, Felicity did not wait to exit the truck, but went inside instead. Once again she momentarily forgot she was naked, and it wasn't until she felt the vinyl booth touching her naked ass that she remembered, although she showed no sign of it, or so she thought. It was only after Brett sat down across from her that the waitress came with their menu's. The waitress seemed clearly uncomfortable with the situation as she took their order. A double Angus cheeseburger for Brett and grilled chicken and garden salad for Felicity.

Both of them seemed content to just eat in silence, Felicity because she had nothing she wanted to say, and Brett because he doesn't want to spoil his final surprise 'gift' to the girl.

After they both finished their meal, Brett told Felicity to freshen up in the restroom and meet him at the truck while he paid for the food, leaving a nice sized tip for the waitress, one of the few professions that he believed women should occupy. Once back at the truck, he pulled out a soft black rope from behind the seat that he used to use with Felicity's mother and hid it until she returned to the vehicle. Now back in the truck and buckle up, she didn't have a chance as Brett suddenly bent her forward and pulled her arms behind her back. When she started to scream and yell, loudly told her to be silent unless she 'really wanted something to cry about'. She was then bound tightly by her elbows behind her back, then a two inch black leather ring gag was shoved in her mouth before she could protest further. He then placed her prostitute band on her left arm and proceeded to tie her wrists together with another rope.

As Brett drove out of the Waffle House parking lot, he gave Felicity the first part of his surprise. "I've made a decision about your future little cunt. Seeing as your weren't really doing well in school except for subjects only a man should pursue, I've pulled you out of school." Upon hearing that, her eyes bulged in their sockets and she loudly cursed him him the best she could with that ring in her mouth. "Ha! It's cute you think that you deserve an education. Women are meant for two things, serving their master's, and popping out babies." She still tried to berate him with that him with her cute chipmunk voice through the gag and even lunged at him, but was stopped by the seat belt. Tired of her antics, Brett roughly grabbed the tit closest to him and squeezed the tender milk-maker until all he could hear was he screaming. When she quieted down, he let go of her mammary and explained more of her future. "Now that's out of your system, let me tell you the rest. I made sure you can't receive any training that is not related to the service industry. No academic learning, no vocational schools, the only thing you will be able to learn will be related to the 'personal service' industry, if you know what I mean. Ha-Ha-Ha-he(snort)!" He let her scream to her hearts content in frustration while he drove to the motel where he parked directly in front of Felicity's room.

It was around seven twent in the evening, the sun just about to set when Brett got out the truck, room key in hand, and made sure the bags he threw in earlier were out of the way even as he turned on the lights. He then went out and pulled Felicity from the truck cab and flung her over his left shoulder with her ass forward, spanking her hard when she started to kick, and then took a thick suitcase out the back of the truck. Inside the room, he put the suitcase down and closed and locked the door using the chain. Brett then sat on the bed and maneuvered Felicity over his legs and proceeded to spank her ass cheeks and listening to her scream through the gag in pain.

Brent had been dreaming about this for over a year and a half, about the time Felicity started talking back to him. He had many other fantasies about what he would do to her and planned to fulfill them all by the end of the night. He continued on for another twenty minutes, only stopping after both her cheeks were a nice purple color. She was thoroughly crying by then and wasn't up to struggling anymore, but would have if she knew what he had planned for her that night.

You see, this motel is a commonly frequented by girlfriends and hookers of the more masochistic variety, which is why no one reports the variety of screams that come out of these rooms. If Felicity had been able to pay attention, she would have noticed the sturdy I-bolts hanging from the ceiling. As it was she was laying face down on the bed and taking in the odor of stale sex and unwashed sheets, waiting for Brett to make his next move.

Brett meanwhile, had his suitcase open and was trying to decide which of the various ropes, dildos, vibrators, clamps, and paddles to use. He then took out several lengths of rope and went to the bathroom, taking a look at the large two person shower and testing the two I-bolts in the ceiling and handicap bar on the wall, then measured the rope to precise lengths, knotting them to some snap hoods, and attaching them to the ceiling. He then dragged Felicity to the shower by her hair to the shower and connected the rope on her wrists to one connected to the ceiling. When he pulled on the rope, the arms behind her back lifted up, forcing her to bend over. He strung the rope tight and only tied it to the sidebar when she appeared in the most pain.

"You need a good cleaning little cunt, then we can have some real fun." Brett then turned on the cold water using both shower heads on opposite ends and left the bathroom to strip off his clothes and listen to her noisy struggles. He was an average middle aged man in all regards, weight, height, and manhood , with a blonde buzz cut, slight beer belly, and hairy body. Now back in the bathroom, he turned on the how water and then opened the little soap and shampoo on the sink. He poured the shampoo in his hand, then soaped up Felicity's hair, then used the soap bar on her body since there was no washcloths, spanking her on her already tortured ass whenever she struggled. When the shower was the right temperature he got in behind her and washed himself of the days odors, provoking Felicity by letting his erect cock rub against her ass and enjoying whenever she got angry. Turning off the shower, he reached out and pulled over the rope hanging in the middle of the bathroom, then lifted Felicity's left leg and tied it to her ankle. He then pulled the other end, causing her leg to raise up and placing her rear holes at a comfortable fucking level, the tying it snugly to her waist.

Brett then crouched down and spread her lower lips, causing Felicity to jerk, which earned her another ass slap. "Still a good girl I see. Well, I think it's about time to make you a woman." Causing her to jerk around wildly, not that is did much good. He firmly gripped her right hip and left leg, then rammed his erect cock inside her, causing a sharp pain as her hymen ripped open.

Felicity felt the rip inside of her and started to weep, even as she felt Brett's cock moving in and out. The worst part was that she could feel the rings on her pussy slowly stimulate her and cause pleasant sensations within. She didn't want to enjoy it, and felt she wouldn't if it weren't for the piercing. He kept on pumping for several minutes before ejecting his load and pulling out. He then went out to the main room and took some ED pills out of his suitcase.

In this world, they are fast acting and can provide long lasting energy. The pill Brett just swallowed is designed for a man his age and will keep him awake and horny for hours. He also pulled out a syringe filled with a female ****. This is not an aphrodisiac, this medicine will last for hours longer and is intended as punishment. While causing a feeling of orgasmic pleasure in the first fifteen or so seconds, it will slowly morph into a burning agony that will infuse her entire vaginal region. It is perfectly legal and mostly used by pimps to keep their girls obedient.

Unfortunately for Felicity, Brett only skimmed the instructions once he saw where to inject it. So when he went back to the bathroom, instead of 1 ml, he slowly injected the whole 10 ml directly into her clitoris. This caused her to miss the small orgasm entirely and feel instead the **** burning pain, causing her to loudly scream in agony, which Brett mistook for pleasure. He then ran out and grabbed a bottle of Astroglide and coated his throbbing erect cock, which he shoved as far up her ass as he could.