Plots & Schemes

Theo was in quite the mood to show off his girl the following morning. They took a particularly slow pace to school, ensuring that everyone got a look at his prize. And then, even though he could easily have taken her around the building to the slave classroom, he insisted on leash-walking her straight in through the front door, forcing Ashley to parade herself in her slutty schoolgirl outfit once more past all her old classmates and peers. On earlier trips through the school, she’d always seen a mix of lust, fear, and pity on the faces looking back at her. Boys who always wanted to look but never had the courage, girls who remembered who she was and felt sorry for her current predicament… That was all gone now. The guys continued to eyefuck her, with Theo’s tacit encouragement, but the girls, the teachers she’d once admired… they barely looked at her anymore. And when they did, it was with a dispassion that surprised her.

It's like I’m… furniture or something. The further Ashley got from her old life, the less anyone seemed to care that she’d lost it. Her best friend was now her master, her remaining friends barely regarded her anymore, even her own mother had arranged for Theo to claim her virginity on her old bed. It was insane to think that the crazy girls in her slave class might be the only ones left who saw her as anything more than meat, and one of them was already manipulating Ashley.

And I have to manipulate the other… Ashley clutched the thermos close to her body, as if the people she passed would be able to tell what it was just by sight. What if they knew I was drinking Theo’s cum every day for lunch?! What if THEO knew? And now she had the command to help Theo get into Madison’s pants on top of that, let alone whatever Anna compelled her to do. Anna had told Ashley about her plans to escape and Ashley had said nothing - she was already an accomplice no matter what happened now.

“Kiss me goodbye.” Theo said, snapping Ashley out of her anxiety spiral.

“What? Oh, yes, of course Master.” Ashley turned around and put her hands around his neck so that she could plant a kiss on his lips. Theo pushed her backwards until her ass hit the wall next to the classroom door. Most people had made it to their assigned rooms by now, but a few continued to linger in the hallway - some were transparently finding an excuse to watch the show. Theo obliged them. With Ashley pinned up against the wall, he slipped his hand under her skirt and stroked her pussy lips through the thin fabric of her thong panties. Ashley blushed furiously as he kept aggressively kissing her and fingering her in full view of the remaining students in the hallway. But the display of sheer possession that Theo was putting on was making her wet as hell, and Theo’s grin showed he knew it.

Ashley was only saved from this shameful display by the homeroom bell, after which Theo finally let her go. He had a large bulge in his jeans and Ashley instinctively asked if she could help him with that.

“You will. Later.” Theo winked and turned without another word, leaving her to stumble into Ms. Stonebridge’s class horny and disoriented.

“You’re late, Ashley.” Ms. Stonebridge added a tick next to her name as Ashley sat down. “I know your master held you up outside the door, as is his right, but it is your responsibility as his slave to ensure he has his needs met on time.”

“Yes, Ma’am.”

“Hmmph.” Anita scoffed. “All of you, please present your Masters.” There was a rapid shuffling sound as the girls produced the molded dildos from their purses and placed them on the desk. “Excellent. Now I have reviewed all of your homework assignments. I felt that each of you showed a good degree of comfort with the slave mindset. However, I did read about the small ‘blowjob competition’ that your Masters arranged, Ashley, Madison, and Danielle. And I was not satisfied with the results.”

Anita shot a look at Madison, and the brunette couldn’t look her in the eye.

“I wasn’t satisfied with the results either!” Danielle crossed her arms and made a huge pouty face. “Ashley won!” This made Ashley blush even harder than Madison had. Is it better to be the worst cocksucker in the class… or the best?

“Yes, she did. Well done Ashley,” Ms. Stonebridge clapped softly. “But, the reports I received suggested there’s definite improvement to be made there. Class, what is the first slave position?”

Tatiana raised her hand. “On your knees, servicing Master’s cock.”

Ms. Stonebridge nodded her appreciation and removed a tick from Tatiana’s corner of the board. In response to the other four giving looks of shock, Tatiana shrugged.

“I have only textbook to read and I don’t want ass paddled.”

“Whatever her reasons for studying, she is correct.” Ms. Stonebridge said. “When you are on your knees, pleasuring your Master’s cock, you are performing the core act of servitude. Between what your masters said about this competition and Anna’s performance on the football field, I think I’ve failed you. While we studied theory and dancing and discipline, I neglected some of your basic slave skills. Our goal today is to make all of you into truly excellent cocksuckers.”

The reactions in the room were widely varied. Ashley immediately worried that Theo had somehow told Stonebridge that she was poor at it. He wouldn’t! Would he? Why? He likes my blowjobs… doesn’t he!? Ashley rubbed her hands nervously, remembering how he’d been pleased with her after the competition but… still he insisted on fucking Anna that same night. Ashley shot a glance at her, but she was stoic and quiet. Danielle was bouncing in her chair with excitement, but when was that ever not true? Tatiana rolled her eyes acting as if she was totally annoyed with the entire situation, but when was that ever not true? Madison blushed fire engine red. Maybe she was the one being called out here? Stonebridge allowed it to sink in for a second.

“Now pull out your masters.” Stonebridge ordered. The five women placed their dildos on the desk. Anita clipped a large image of an erect penis to the chalkboard, which had several areas circled and highlighted. Ashley has the others had been through sex ed even before they’d gotten the crash course as slaves, but even still Anita seemed to know more tips and tricks about how to pleasure the penis than Ashley thought possible. Madison even seemed to be taking notes.

“Ok, we’re going to try a few of the techniques I explained. Pick up your masters and begin to lick the underside of the tip, as I instructed.” Anita said. The other four complied, though Tatiana had her usual sneer as she did so. Ashley paused, holding “Theo” in her hands. He’d been so specific about permission lately, it didn’t seem right for her to just dive in. Even on a dildo. The dildo outranked her, as she’d been told repeatedly. Ashley quickly pulled out her little phone and tapped a quick text to Theo.

”Master, we are doing blowjob practice right now… May I have permission to perform on my dildo?”

“Ashley, what are you doing?” Stonebridge demanded. “I gave you an order.”

“I… I’m sorry, Ms. Stonebridge.” Ashley stammered slightly. “Master Theo was telling me that I needed permission first, he was very insistent about it. I sent him a message to ask.”

Curiously enough, this froze Ms. Stonebridge in her tracks. She looked around at the other four girls, currently pleasuring their “Masters,” and suddenly called a halt to the proceedings.

“As a matter of fact, you are exactly correct, Ashley.” Anita said. “Slaves, put your Masters down and text for permission.” As the others did so, Ashley watched as Anita went to the chalkboard and added her own name, along with four small tally marks. Danielle noticed and blurted out the question.

“Woah, you too?” She asked.

Anita nodded. “Sometimes. When I forget myself. It’s important even as a free woman to remember one’s place.” Ashley stung a little at that one. If she had remembered that, maybe she wouldn’t be a slave. But then she wouldn’t be with Theo, and she wasn’t sure she’d trade that for anything now.

The phones started buzzing with the boys’ responses. Danielle and Anna’s masters agreed fairly quickly. Tatiana’s did shortly after, causing her to curse under her breath. Madison looked surprised when her Master did, but less than Ashley might have thought. Her own phone buzzed.

Fine. Suck it well, whore. But only the dildo.

Anita nodded when Ashley showed her the text.

“Very well.” Anita nodded. “Now that each of you have your Masters’ permission, let’s continue.” At her direction, each girl resumed licking the tip of the penis, swirling their tongue around the head in a teasing fashion. “It’s important to take your time with your Master,” Anita added. “Show him how much you enjoy the opportunity to pleasure him.”

After an appropriate amount of teasing, Anita finally allowed them to start to pull the Master into their mouths. Madison and Danielle watched with undisguised awe as Ashley was able to take in far more of Theo’s length and girth than they thought possible. Even Ms. Stonebridge seemed impressed by this.

“Excellent work again, Ashley. I can see why you won the competition.”

Ashley went beet red while the other four giggled a little. After allowing the group to blow their dildoes for a good while, leaving them slick with saliva and the girls’ jaws slightly sore and tired, Anita called a break for lunchtime. She excused herself to arrange something while the fivesome circled their desks and pulled out their food. Once again, Ashley was left with the sad thermos of Theo’s cum gruel, which was all for her now. Anna shot her a knowing look as Ashley poured it out into the small coffee cup lid and took a drink.

“I shouldn’t even have to take this class.” Danielle pouted. “Daddy loves my blowjobs.”

“Not enough to win your bet.” Tatiana taunted.

“I don’t know how she beat me…” Danielle gave Ashley a hurt look and the room went quiet, leaving kind of an unspoken question for Ashley to answer.

“I don’t know how either, really…” Ashley took a sip of her gruel to give her more time to come up with a plausible excuse, but Tatiana cut right across her.

“I know.” She said directly. “You win because you love him. You love being slave.”

“Hold on, no I-!” Ashley blurted without thinking, then caught herself in the middle and covered her mouth like a child caught cursing. Tatiana pointed accusingly, her mouth still smiling even with a bite of her food still in her teeth.

“See? I tell you so. She’s the only one and it shows.”

“Hey! I love MY Daddy!” Danielle shot back. “Don’t you love your Masters?”

Tatiana laughed out loud at that one. “Bill doesn’t care if I love him. He like me because I’m pretty. Anna same way with her Master.” Anna shrugged in agreement. “Madison?”

“It’s complicated.” Madison blushed again.

“Danielle, you love BEING slave but you love any Master. You’d love Principal Brown too.”

Danielle started to protest, but Tatiana was not buying any of what she was selling. The two got into an animated argument, which Anna was trying strenuously to ignore. Ashley thought that was the right idea, and focused on downing her quantity of gruel. Ashley felt stupid for taking so long to make the connection, but after her confrontation with Jeanette there was no way to deny the obvious: whatever was in this stuff made Ashley into a cock-hungry slut. It had only been a few days, but Ashley had noticed how she’d gotten a little dopey after eating her share. And her share was getting larger…

She was most of the way through the thermos when Ashley felt a light tap on her shoulder. Madison was leaning in and seemed to have something to whisper.

“Ash? You still got any more of that… food?”

Ashley furrowed her brow in confusion. “Yeah, I have some left… why? Sorry, I can’t trade. I…I can’t eat anyone else’s lunch.”

Madison’s eyes got a little wider when she heard Ashley had some left, and Ashley noticed her lick her lips softly but instinctively.

“Oh no worries…” Madison eyed the cupful in Ashley’s hand. “You don’t have to take any of my lunch, just… could I have some of yours?”

Ashley’s jaw fell open. Jeanette had been pretty clear that Ashley was to eat every drop of her lunch from now on, or else there would be consequences. Severe consequences… But Jeanette also told Ashley that it was her job to help Theo fuck Madison. Getting Madison to drink more of Theo’s jizz gruel couldn’t hurt there… right? After Ashley drank it, all she wanted was to fuck Theo, so wouldn’t Madison want the same? Ashley was racked with indecision. Would Theo care if she fed Madison his cum? Would Dex? Dex didn’t know what it was or what it did when she drank it at the party. Did Madison? All of it was confusing her, and Ashley’s mind was getting foggier as the gruel took hold.

Madison picked up on Ashley’s worry and kept talking, her words coming in more of a panicked whisper.

“It’s not anything weird, Ash.” Madison said, making it sound weirder than ever. “It’s just… I don’t know, I haven’t been able to get that taste out of my head since that poker night, and I know Stonebridge has got something planned for after lunch, and I never - I mean, never, - sucked a dick as well as I did after you gave it to me last time. I need to get my grades up… Please…? I’ll drink whatever you’ve got left.”

Ashley wanted to help her slave sister… and it was what Jeanette would have wanted… kinda. She gave a small conspiratorial nod, and Madison swiped the cup from her hand before Ashley could change her mind. Madison tipped the cup up and poured the remaining white slop into her mouth, swallowing in large mouthfuls without stopping. When Madison started lapping up the remaining gruel with long tongue swipes, Ashley noticed Anna giving her a sinister glare between the still-arguing and oblivious Danielle and Tatiana.

Oh shit… What have I done now?

---

Anita returned with Principal Brown in tow shortly thereafter. The girls cleaned up and reset the classroom while the Principal grabbed the leashes hanging on the wall and leered at the women in his usual perverse manner. The girls cringed as he clipped the leashes to each of their collars. Fucking pervert. Ashley thought as he moved her hair aside to find the ring to clip on her leash. She said nothing when she felt his erection poke her in the side while he did so. Anita turned her back to work with something on her desk, pretending not to notice as he “accidentally” brushed his hand across Tatiana’s tits or Madison’s ass. They could complain, but then what? It might only piss him off and make things worse.

The five were led into a small maintenance area that was off-limits to students, built between the men’s and women’s locker rooms. On either wall were the pipes which led to the shower heads Ashley had used many times after P.E. class. Small curtains had been hastily hung on the side adjacent to the men’s room wall, creating small “private” areas. Between the heat of the water moving through the pipes and the noise of the machinery operating the school’s plumbing and A/C, it was swelteringly hot and loud in there. The slave girls, underdressed as they were, were mostly ok with it, but Anita was growing uncomfortable and Principal Brown was sweating immediately.

Anita cleared her throat and clapped her hands for attention. As the lights were dim, she had to bring the girls in closer as well.

“Ladies, with the help of Principal Brown, I have arranged a practical exercise to complement our morning lesson-”

“We get to give blowjobs?!” Danielle squeed.

“...Yes.” Anita said, flashing a stern look at being interrupted. “Principal Brown, if you would…?” She gestured for him to leave, and he left the women alone in the small space. “While he collects volunteers, I will split you into pairs. Each group will have four boys, two for each of you. They will be grading you on performance, and to avoid favoritism they will not know which of you services them. Each of these booths has a small hole for them to insert their member, so once they do then demonstrate the techniques which I taught you in class. Based on your Master’s feedback, Tatiana, Anna, and Madison require the most improvement. Tatiana, you rated lowest on enthusiasm, so you will be paired with Danielle.” Danielle squeed again and pulled Tatiana into a huge hug, which the taller woman tried valiantly to push her way out from. “Madison, you scored the lowest overall, so I will be observing and assisting you. That leaves Anna and Ashley to take the third booth. Ashley, I know your master did not give permission for this, so you will just watch Anna. After you have all completed your set, we will meet out here and return to the class to share notes. Now, begin.” Anita held the middle curtain open and Danielle wrangled a clearly annoyed Tatiana inside. Anita and Madison took the one to the right, while Ashley and Anna stepped into the one on the left.

It was a small space in which some old and abused wrestling mats had been dumped against the wall. A small hole was drilled into the concrete at waist height, and a small metal flap covered it from the opposite side. With the curtain closed, it was almost pitch black in the small space and even hotter. Though the heat burning up Ashley’s crotch could not entirely be blamed on the steam.

Ashley started in first. “So… I guess I can just watch from here and-”

“You’re not watching. These are your cocks to suck, puta.” Anna hissed in the darkness.

“But Theo said-”

“I don’t care what Theo or Harvey said. Hijos de puta, both of them.”

Ashley actually gasped. “You can’t say that! The others…!”

Anna laughed. It was loud enough in the small room that she practically could have screamed it and the others wouldn’t hear.

“I’ve already made my plan, Ashley.” Anna’s bravado was high, but she still whispered this part. “If I get caught, everyone knows to tell the police it was your idea.”

“Anna!” Ashley pleaded. The hole in the wall slid open and a small shaft of light illuminated the pair for a moment. In just that glimpse of her face, Ashley could tell that it was falling on deaf ears. A second later, a hard dick slid through the hole and waited expectantly.

“Get me a good score, gringa.” Anna pushed Ashley’s head down, and despite the blonde being physically stronger, she dropped easily. Ashley was virtually paralyzed, just as she was with Madison. Theo had told her no but… Anna had her by the short hairs here. Theo would be furious if she sucked off another guy without permission but if he thought she helped a slave escape…? Would he sell her? Abandon her? Jeanette surely wouldn’t defend her… It was all so confusing and her brain seemed to running at half-speed. And to make it worse, her pussy was burning up with need. She wanted to suck this cock, wanted to taste this guy’s jizz just because it would be close to Theo’s. What kinda freak did that make her anyway?

“What’s the fuckin’ holdup?” The man’s voice called from the other side of the wall. Anna slapped Ashley on the backside of the head, knocking her forward. Her cheek brushed the head of the guy’s dick and Ashley caught its scent over the damp smell of the room. That made the decision much easier. Ashley slid her lips apart and onto the head of the guy’s dick. She heard him groan from the other side of the wall, Ashley tried to place the voice, but she couldn’t. It was one of her old classmates, obviously, which was both terrifying and exciting to her. Perhaps he’d been one of the guys ogling her all the times Theo had paraded her through the school. He’d probably gone home and jerked himself off at the fantasy of having his own slavegirl as hot as her. All the guys want to be Theo now, and its because of me. Ashley thought with some pride. For very obvious reasons this would have to remain her secret forever, but from now on every time she was marched through the halls she would wonder which one it was.

Ashley bobbed her head on his cock, making sure to slather it heavily in saliva as she did so. She tried to call up all of Anita’s tips and tricks and charts and suggestions but none of it came to mind once she had a cock in her mouth. Danielle seemed to get by on intuition and excitement, Ashley would have to do the same. Especially with four guys to get through…

---

Ten feet away, Madison and Anita were sizing each other up in the small space. Anita was clearly growing more uncomfortable in the heat but managing to contain it. She still looked incredibly well put-together even if her usual white blouse was becoming slightly more transparent in the damp air.

“Madison… You remain an enigma to me.” Stonebridge said.

“I’m… What? What do you mean?” Madison tried to sound cool but she thought her heart was pounding loud enough to be heard over the machinery.

Anita paused, considering her words. In the darkness it felt like an hour to Madison.

“Your relationship with Dexter… To slavery…” Anita paused again and Madison thought she might faint. “It’s inconsistent. In a way I can’t put my finger on.”

“I’m sorry, Ms. Stonebridge, I’m trying my best-”

“It’s not about your best.” Anita cut off her apology. “I think I may be approaching this from the wrong direction entirely.” The hole opened and a cock was presented for them. Madison, hoping to impress Ms. Stonebridge and cut off whatever concerns seemed to be building in her mind, dropped to her knees quickly and made to put her mouth around the tip of the presented cock. Before she could, she felt Anita’s hand grab a handful of her hair and yank Madison’s head backwards.

“Ow! I’m sorry, what did I-”

“Shut up.” Anita growled. She was kneeling directly behind Madison now, pulling the younger woman back against her body. Anita’s own breasts pressed into Madison’s back and her breath was hot on Madison’s neck. In Madison’s research, she’d found that Anita was 25 years old, less than a year older than Madison herself. Compared to the others, the age difference had made Anita look like a much older and more collected woman. But until that moment Madison hadn’t felt the same gulf between herself and the instructor. But now the woman’s posture and bearing made Madison suddenly feel very, very young and inexperienced.

“Miss-”

“I said shut up.” Anita yanked Madison’s hair again to emphasize her point. “Like I was saying… You confuse me, Madison.” Anita held Madison’s hair in her left fist, and with her right hand reached around to stroke Madison’s inner thigh. Madison shuddered, her body responding intensely to the sensations: the heat, the sweat, the woman’s closeness and power, her hands… Madison didn’t know about the drugs in her system from the gruel, but she did know how she was feeling hot and confused herself now. Anita’s hand continued up under Madison’s schoolgirl skirt. Her white panties were sopping wet now, and Anita ran her fingers around Madison’s engorged lips, slowly and firmly, as if proving a point. Madison cooed but didn’t speak.

“You’re a slave to a man.” Anita whispered. “But Master Dexter hardly seems to know what to do with you. Am I right? You can tell me… It’s just us girls here.” Anita continued her maddening teasing around Madison.

Madison felt there was danger in the question, but she was altogether too twisted up to see it. Her words slipped out before she could figure out how to massage them.

“No… he doesn’t…” Madson gasped. Anita’s finger pushed inward on her opening, probing her physically as well as mentally.

“It’s ok…” Anita’s voice was soft, comforting. A change from her usual in a way that disarmed Madison. “I talked to Bambi. I talked to Danielle. I know how you get when you have the chance to play with girls…”

“No.” Madison protested so weakly even she could barely hear it. “I’m not… a lesbian…” Madison reached down to pull Anita’s hand from her crotch.

“Shhh. Put your hands on the wall.” Anita silenced her again, this time it was gentler but no less commanding. Madison obeyed, placing her palms on the concrete. “Labels don’t matter any more, dear. None except one - Slave.” As she said this, Anita worked her hand under Madison’s panties and slipped them into her pussy. This wasn’t a first for Madison, Danielle had done the same thing at the dance class, complete with a hand around Madison’s throat for emphasis. But Danielle was a bubble-headed bimbo who was playing for fun. Anita was a grown and powerful woman, a woman playing Madison’s body and mind like a fiddle. And between the stress of Madison’s constant lies and the transgression of fucking Dex… Madison could do nothing except sway to the woman’s tune.

“Say it, Madison. ‘Slave.’”

“Slave.” Madison gasped. As she said it, Anita ran her finger right over Madison’s clit.

“Say, ‘I’m a slave.’”

“I’m a- ohhhh- I’m a- a- slave.” Madison repeated it as Anita increased the rhythm across her button. Madison was panting heavily now, pushing herself back into Anita’s embrace.

“Good.” Anita said, and Madison felt a deep warmth in her body from Anita’s praise. It was insane, in a way, to react like that to a woman who was molesting her, but Madison couldn’t draw that distinction right now. Usually, even as Madison was living her life she was halfway in her head preparing to write it down later. But at this moment she couldn’t focus on anything beyond Anita and everything the woman was doing to her. “Now open your mouth, Madison. I’ll take over from here. It’s just us girls, remember?”

Madison nodded, as much as she could with Anita holding her hair in a fist. Madison opened her mouth as instructed. She felt the cock pass her lips as Anita forced Madison’s head down onto it. Madison relaxed her jaw and let Anita push her face-first onto the cock until her nose just barely touched the stone wall. It was deeper than Madison had taken a cock before, even Master Dex’s. But it was ok, because Anita was taking care of it. After a brief pause, Anita began pulling Madison’s head back until the dick nearly popped free of her lips. Madison took a deep breath, and Anita began to push her head forward again. All the while, Anita continued to stroke Madison’s lips, driving the brunette into a sexual frenzy.

“Madison McCulloch. A proper slave.” That’s what Dex had said last night, what would he say now?

---

Ashley nearly came herself when the third guy shot off in her mouth. It was exhausting work, sucking this many cocks, especially with Anna standing over her critiquing her work.

“I don’t know how you won that challenge, you’re not that good at this.” Anna scoffed once the boy pulled his dick back and disappeared.

Ashley sputtered slightly. “You can show me how it’s done then.”

Anna shook her head. “No, gringa. These are all for you. Only one more and then you can tell Profesora Stonebridge how good I was.” The ‘or else’ was implied.

The girls heard a shuffling on the other side of the wall. The small metal piece slid to the side and the boy on the other side, leaned down to talk directly into it.

“I don’t know which of you slave whores is in there, but one of you is gonna be lucky enough to taste Bruce!”

Ashley’s heart nearly stopped. BRUCE!?! NO!

She grabbed Anna’s collar and pulled her down so she could whisper in her ear.

“Hey!” Anna protested.

“Not him! I can’t with him!”

“Let go of my collar, puta.”

“Master- Theo hates him! Hates him! He’d never forgive me if I did that!” Not to say how much I hate the goddamn prick! Ashley fumed.

Anna grabbed Ashley’s wrist and twisted it until Ashley released her collar. “I don’t care who it is, just suck him off already. Besides, he’ll think it’s me anyway. No one will know.”

“I’ll know!” And Anna will know, which is just more extortion material.

“Not my problem.” Anna crossed her arms. “If you want to go whine to Stonebridge, then be ready to explain Madison’s lunch. And the first three guys.”

Ashley felt like a complete idiot now. One who had seen a giant trap with blinking neon lights and walked right into it. Of course Anna would rat her out, Anna hadn’t actually done anything yet. Her plan was just words. But Ashley…? Well she did share the lunch and she did suck off three guys against Theo’s orders. Blowing Bruce was horrible enough, but would Theo forgive her for the first three if she drew the line here? Of course not, and only a complete idiot like Ashley would have thought so. She’d screwed herself over by starting, and now the only thing she could do was finish… and hold to hope that Anna would keep her end of the bargain.

“You won’t tell anyone. You can’t.” Ashley knew it sounded pathetic even as she said it.

“Hey bitches!” Bruce called from the other side of the wall. “It ain’t gonna suck itself!”

“Please…!” Ashley begged. Anna merely gestured to the cock, not even willing to offer that much in the way of promises.

Ashley steeled herself for it, closed her eyes, parted her lips, and tried to think of anything else - anything. As soon as that cock passed her lips, everything felt worse. Am I the dumbest whore on the planet? Ashley had to ask herself that hard question, and it was hard to escape that very conclusion. She’d sacrificed everything - her life, her family, her future - just to avoid becoming Bruce’s slave and now only a few short weeks later she was sucking his cock anyway.

“Remember to make it good, gringa.” Anna hissed from the darkness. “That’s my reputation in your mouth.”

Ashley resisted the urge to bite, since that would piss off Bruce and crash the whole thing down. Bruce’s cock, she hated to admit it, was a good length and difficult for Ashley to get entirely into her mouth. It wasn’t a match for Theo’s, but if it was attached to any other guy she wouldn’t hate it… They’ll never get that out of me, no matter what torture they use. Ashley thought.

She gripped his shaft with her fist, pumping the length aggressively to try to get him off. The sooner he came, the sooner this horrorshow would be over. I’m doing this for Theo. Ashley tried to convince herself that it was for his benefit, but it fell totally flat. There was no way she could spin this as anything but desperate self-preservation. She wiped a tear from her eye and kept on attacking the cock. Not Bruce’s cock. Just the cock. No more real than the dildo she’d sucked for practice back in the classroom.

“FUCKKKK YEAH, they teach you sluts GOOD!” Bruce yelled as he came, shattering her self-serving illusion just as the first splash of his cum hit Ashley’s tongue. She wanted to spit it out as soon as she could, but there was so much, so fast, and she was too well-conditioned. She instinctively swallowed every drop, hoping that the evidence of her indiscretion would disappear just as easily.

“Well done.” Anna said after Bruce slipped his dick back through the hole and closed it. “Now just be sure to tell Stonebridge how excellent I was and the rest will be our little secret.” It did not feel like such a little secret to Ashley.

---

Madison had always known this assignment would be dangerous. She hoped to make it through and publish without having to push her boundaries too far, but deep down she understood that she likely wouldn’t escape untouched. She even suspected she’d end up having to fuck Dexter, but that wasn’t so bad even when she did. They were adults, they’d get through it.

She was entirely unprepared for Anita’s assault on her body and mind, and least of all for how much she was loving it. Madison had always been opposed to the slave system, and was willing to risk everything for the chance to take it apart. And to win a Pulitzer, truth be told. She was a rebel to the core, or so she’d thought. But here she was in this dingy closet proving that to be a lie. Anita was still forcing Madison’s head up and down on the cock that had been presented through the wall and Madison had not once thrown up any resistance. Not when Anita had made her cum again and again with her supremely talented fingers. Not when she’d abruptly yanked Madison’s head back as the first boy came, smearing Madison’s face with the seed that was still drying on her cheeks. Not when Anita had been pouring a steady stream of words into her ear, trying to manipulate and mold her as Anita wished.

“You’re a slave, Madison.” Anita cooed softly in her ear. “Your mouth is for pleasuring men, Madison. Just relax for now, I can handle this for you. You’re just with us girls now, Madison. You’re a slave, Madison.” Anita repeated that softly nearly every time she pushed Madison’s head down onto a presented cock. The younger Madison would have bristled at it, spat back something catty at her. But Anita made it sound so sweet, like the best compliment Madison could receive. “You’re a slave, Madison.” For the first few minutes, Madison could have justified her non-reaction by saying she had a mouth full of dick. For the next few minutes, she could have explained it by how intensely Anita was making her cum. But she was out of excuses and Anita’s words were drifting straight across her subconscious.

“You’re a slave, Madison.”

You’re a slave, Madison.

“You’re a slave, Madison.”

You’re a slave, Madison.

Madison felt the twitching along the length of the shaft, the signal Anita had taught her to recognize. Madison slid forward, taking the man’s cock deep into her mouth and swallowing every drop of his climax. After she dutifully cleaned it and the cock disappeared into the wall, she felt Anita gently tap her shoulder.

“We’re finished, Madison.”

Madison blinked in confusion, Anita wasn’t right behind her any more, her hand was no longer in Madison’s hair. And it wasn’t Anita’s hand stroking Madison’s clit, it was her own.

“When did you…? When did I…?”

“I started. You finished.” Anita said, and it was clear she was not offering any more information than that. Madison shook her head, trying to clear the cobwebs but she was still turned around inside. I was doing that to myself!?

Anita left the curtain and clapped her hands for attention. Madison made her way out on shaky legs to join her. She wasn’t alone there, Ashley looked positively wrecked, though Madison was too addled to guess at why.

“Where is Danielle?” Anita asked Tatiana. Tatiana pulled back the curtain. Danielle had forced the glory hole open from her side and was calling out.

“Anyone still waiting? I’m here!” She begged, Anita had to pull her away and to her feet.

Whatever I am, at least I’m not… that. Madison shuddered a little, trying to straighten herself up as best as possible in the dark. She wiped the remaining cum off her face and, lacking anywhere better to put it, licked her fingers clean. The room was filled with the scent of female arousal and it wasn’t all hers.

“All right, ladies, let’s return and recap what we’ve learned.” Anita said, connecting all the leashes as Principal Brown returned to take the leads.