The teacher has a surprise

Ashley had no way of knowing where she was but they had slowed down and she had a nudging feeleling, there was this precence, as though she somehow knew that there were many people close around them now. Where are we now, I can't recall what class we usually have now, I have had so much else on my mind lately. She absentmindedly clenched around the plug in her ass and moaned when it moved. Oooh, I almost forget how big it is when it dosen't move, oh, but when it does it's aahh, it's amazing... Did I just think that? I really am turning into a slut. Ashley let out some incomprehensible sounds that would have been giggles if they weren't muffled by her gag. Her train of thought recovered after having derailed from her self administered anal stimulation. Her leash was pulled taught and she was made to turn around and then her buttplug gave the order to sit, which she knew she had to follow immidiately. She risked leaning back a little to test something and her back connected with a horisontally placed leg. Master is sitting down, we must be in a classroom. And I'm naked with my legs spread in front of all of my classmates because Theo wants me to. If it weren't for my arms being in front in this position they would all se my pussy. Am I going to have to be exposed to yet another teacher? I still haven't been shown to all my male teachers since I became Theo's ****. I hope they aren't going to be angry with me. Ashley thought about how embarassing it would be if they found out how wet she had become from Theodore's treatment of her. They can't find out how it affects me when Theo leads me around on a leash like his bitch. What would they think of me? What would everyone say when they see how wet my pussy become when he does this to me?

If Ashley weren't blinded she would have seen the students scurrying around to find a seat close to Theodore and Bruce, all wanting to take close looks at the **** girls. Bruce had ushered the red-haired twins in under his table and unzipped his pants for Rachel and Sarah who began licking up and down along his shaft to the amusement of the male student sitting close enough to see.

"Oh, for fucks sake Bruce. Put that away." A a crop top and jean clad girl unfortunate enough to be sat close to where Bruce decided to sit down called out.

"Why don't you come here and make me then." Bruce answered the auburn haired lithe, yet well formed, woman who had made the remark.

"I'm not touching that sorry excuse for a cock." She scoffed at him.

"Don't be like that Amber, there is plenty of room down here and these whores will share if I tell them to."

"I would never." She answered him in definite defiance.

"Get over yourself Amber. You cheerleaders only exist to take care of us athletes. You are nothing without us."

Amber looked away in disgust and raised her middle finger towards Bruce, who couldn't help himself but chuckle in response, knowing there was nothing she could do.

Theodore, who watched the scene unfold admired the two red-heads below Bruce's desk. Their gentle handling of their master's tool made his own lust grow. It was quite extraordinary what he and Bruce could get away with nowadays with their status as **** owners. With Ashley leaning against his leg being a reminder that she was now his to do with as he pleased. He wanted to play with his own pet, but it was important that Ashley was left to linger and get more accustomed to her new attire. At least that was what he had read in the section on sensory deprevation in the magazine Ashley's mother had given him. It said he would know when she was ready to be subjected to more stimulus. But to not use such a fine woman under his will was niegh close mental ****. To be denied her body once more after waiting so long to have her.

Suddenly the classroom door flung open and a man in a grey suit that looked as though he once had worked out a lot, but had now grown too comfortable to keep up with the dietary routine marched in front of the class. His abrupt entry had managed to pull the student's attention from the naked girls in the room. A feat he would secretly pride himself for. There were few who could say that they are able to pull the attention of horny teenage men from oogling beautiful naked **** girls to instead focus on the lecture.

"Good morning." His voice boomed with deep gravitas.

"Good morning Mr. Forman." The students answered him

Mr. Forman's reputation of a no nonsense kind of guy held true when he went straight to infoming the students that today was going to be a little different than usual.

"I have a little surprise for you, we are going to be making a study trip."

The class went silent with anticipation.

"I had to pull a few strings for this visit, but I think it is going to be very informative. Anyone care to make a guess?"

Rebecca who was sitting in the front row as always raised her hand to answer. She was wearing a conservative sun dress in soft blue, which didn't ride up above her knee while she sat. Her hair was done up in her signature style with her hair pulled back by a diadem matching the colour of her dress. Mr. Forman motioned to her with his whole arm. "Yes Rebecca?"

"A musem sir? They got a recent exhibition on ancient egypt and their social structures." She looked confident that it was the only answer that could be correct.

"No that is not it. I think most will find that this will be a lot more interesting and relevant in today's time. Anyone else? Nobody?"

The class waited patiently for their teacher to continue. Nobody took a guess of what the trip would entail.

"I am taking you all to a state **** auction."

Rebecca's eyes widened and her soft button nose wrinkled while other girls were visibly upset. Ghasps and murmurs filled the room after the bomb Mr. Forman dropped on the students, while Bruce highfived the nearest guy he could find. Both Rachel and Sarah stopped licking their master's cock when they heard where the trip was planned. They knew they would have to follow Bruce there and quickly went back to licking along his shaft again to not give him a reason to be displeased with them.

The only person who did not react to the news was Ashley who in her blind and deafened state was undisturbed by the commotion. She was busy thinking of how voulnerable she was with her legs bound on the floor. How Theodore would excert his control over her next and how much she hated that she couldn't help becoming aroused by her thoughts on how he would humiliate her further.

"Please professor, can you please tell Bruce to zip up his pants." The girl named Amber burst out when she saw the girls starting to care for their master again.

"I'm sorry Amber. But I can not, and will not prevent a master from exercising his right to use his ****. Have you tried asking him nicely?"

While it is generally against school policy to expose one self in public, the law stipulated that any master should not be prevented the use of his **** unless it endangered him or a third party. This had led the school administration to have instructed its employees not to interfere with the rightful use of **** girls.

"Yeah, ask nicely." Bruce followed, pointing downward for only Amber to see.

"Eeeew." Amber's face contorted, "Can you please put it away?" She finally said in defeat. Her hope of getting support from the teacher having failed miserably. To the displeasure of the male students close by, Bruce zipped up his pants again, leaving his slavegirls alone for the time.

"Next time, please talk to Bruce first before you interupt my class Amber."

"There are some planning that needs to be done in order for this trip to run smoothly and there are a few rules that has to be followed so I will need a volounteer to help keep order whilst we are there." Mr. Forman continued, having deemed the previous matter sufficiently dealt with.

Rebecca's hand went up faster than any one else could react.

"Perfect Rebecca."

"The most important thing to remember is to not wander away, especially for you girls. Many of the girls that are put up for auction has not yet been registered when they arrive from jail so the registration is usually made on site and it differs from volountary enslavement. We want to minimize the risk of there being any mistakes, so again, don't wander off."

The class, and especially the girls sat transfixed by what their teacher was informing them, not wanting to miss any vital information that could endanger them. It wasn't that they didn't know of **** slavery, just, most people generally preffered volountary slaves and **** slavery seldom came up for discussion. **** slavery had become much rarer with its deterring effect for the crimes that led to it. Several studies had also shown that there was something unique with a woman admitting to herself that her place in life was to be owned by a man and serve him as his ****, leading voloutary slaves to be priced higher for their self-discovered realization of their own worth and place in society.

"That is ofcourse unless one of you ladies want to follow in Ashley, Sarah and Rachel's footsteps." Mr. Forman finished with a hearty tone while moving his gaze between the girls to see how they reacted. He let his comment hang in the air, and locked eyes with a blonde girl sitting beside Rebecca. Her hair pulled into a taught ponytail made her unable to hide her blushing. "If so, there are more controlled ways to do so." Mr. Forman continued while his eyes lingered on the girl who cowared in her teacher's commanding presence.

"Please Mr. Forman, I don't think many others think as lowly of themselves as Ashley." Rebecca's voice interuppted the silence that lay in between Mr. Forman's sentences. Her tone of superiorty rang through her comment. If Ashley would have been able to hear her she would have scoffed at the uptight girl. Thinking that Rebecca liked it when a strong man disciplined her just as much as herself, and that Rebecca probably was just as much of a slut, Rebecca just hadn't been **** to admit it like she had yet.

"Perhaps not." Mr. Forman answered.

The class went back to setting the date of the trip and planning the logistics of it, as well as setting an agenda for the trip before returning to a normal class for the subject. Time passed slowly when the excitement and chock over the trip had settled. Meanwhile, Ashley was too lost in her own thoughts that she didn't care to wondered how long she had sat there, leaning against her master's leg before she felt him slide his chair out and rise and she lost her back support. The familiar pulling on her neck following shortly thereafter. She felt tired, but the increase in blood flow to her limbs that came from moving gave her renewed energy. She felt the buttplug in her ass give the order to walk foot so she made her best to stay beside Theodore by occasionally leaning against his leg to check if he was there. Subconsiously she raised her head up towards him as if to look for approval from her master even though all that she could see was the deep darkness of her blinds.

Everytime Ashley leaned against her master she found Theodore's leg there like a grounding pillar to the unseen world. Theo is here to support me. But why is he doing this to me?... It must be a test. That's it, he must be testing me. He isn't doing this to be cruel... But it's not just this outfit, he put my training chains on me as well, knowing full well that it hurts when he use them... Have I been that unruly lately? Have I **** his hand? Did he feel like he had **** but to place these things on so that I would obey? He has to be testing my devotion to him as my owner. Theo loves me, he wouldn't do this just to hurt me. That must be why he has me leashed even though I could not possibly run like this. It's not just a symbol that I am HIS bitch, but also that he is MY master. How have I not seen it until now?! It's for both of us. Ashley reveled in her enlightened discovery, not realizing that it was essentially just a different wording of the same thing. Her body was not hers to decide over. Feeling him beside her gave Ashley the confidence to take strides akin to previous times when she had to crawl along the floor. She soon settled into her normal sensual gait, with her back arched to emphasize her swaying ass, thinking that if she did what she knew Theo liked, then he would make sure to keep her safe from colliding with anything. Ashley felt sexy crawling her way forward and found pride in overcoming her fear of the unknown. As long as Theo was there to guide her she would be okay.

Theodore was beyond himself with joy over Ashley's sudden change in behaviour. She had figured out how she could stay complaint with his orders all on her own despite her lack of senses.