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Sexy Teachers


All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.

I had two sexy looking teachers in my senior high school. Both had always skirt, stockings and high heel shoes. I used to spend lessons watching their shoes and legs. What a waste of hard-ons! I'm sure that both teachers noticed that I watched them, but that always felt better... What happened one day, is worth to tell. So let's return to that day:

"Shit, I hate these swedish-lessons". Yeah, I had lesson, but I wasn't there because of swedish-language. The other teacher was teaching structures of lan- guage, but all I wanted to look was her legs.

After schoolday I have to take bus to town. I missed that bus because my nice teacher picked me up. She offered to drive me home, because she lives nearby. How could I resist??

We chat something usual about my school and suddenly she asks: "Why do you stare at my legs and shoes all the time?".

"Um...(shit!)...er..(blush)...I'm looking at your shoes??"

"C'mon, I know you like to look my shoes and legs more than learn swedish."

"I think every boy in our class looks at your legs..don't they?"

"Yes they are, but they don't have same kind of look as you have."

"How my look differs from others?"

"That's not the point. Why do you look at them?"

"Maybe they look so sexy..." (BLUSH)

"Would you like to play my legs and shoes?"

Where am I getting myself into??

"Yes I would...". Guess my face can't blush more..

"So, I talked with Lisa...would you like to play with her legs and shoes too, because she said you look them too?"

Now I'm in trouble. But I better say truth. "Yes, I would like to play with them too."

"Good, I think we have to set up little meeting...What are you doing tomor- row?

Tomorrow is friday, and I don't have any plans.

"Nothing..."

"Good, we expect you to come to this address (she gave me paper) at 6." With a nice smile she stops car and say:

"It only three kilometers to your home, sure you can walk it...You need some practising how to be a good slave."

I watch when she drives away. What did she said? Tomorrow, how can I wait. Why didn't I say that I could do anything to get under her shoes!!

Friday

I didn't go to school. I have to program all day to get my work ready. But something is bothering me (I think about this night all the time) and when my clock is 5 I have too much left and I save my work and take a shower. I dress up and go out. The address is almost two kilometers so I better hurry. I knock the door and Lisa opens it.

"Oh hello, your little early but come in"

I walk inside and door closes behind me. Lisa commands me to get down on my knees. She walks to large room where Susan waits. I crawl after her. Susan ask me to come in front of her. Lisa sits beside Susan and they both look at me.

They both have high heel shoes and black stockings and usual skirts. Susan stands up and put something to my eyes, that I can't see a thing.Then she says:"get up and take off your clothes!". I stand up and take off my clothes as she commmanded. Susan says:"From now on you do exactly as we say, nothing more, do you understand?". "Yes", I repply. "Good, get back on your knees. You are always on your knees if no other orders are commanded". I hear Lisa stands up too and soon hand push my head down. My head is pressed to shoe and Lisa says:"It's my shoe, and before you can smell it, you have ask for it"."Please mistress Lisa, please let me smell your shoe". "You may smell my shoe now. Remeber I had it on today at school...It should smell good... put your hands behind your back!". She put handcuffs on, and they leave me alone smelling mistress Lisas shoe. I can hear they talking in other rooms. I breath deeply through my nose to smell her foot from shoe. I try to stick my nose deeper to get a better scent.

After ten minutes they return. They sit on the sofa in front of me. Lisa asks:"Have you smelled my shoe as I ordered?"

"Yes, mistress"

"Does it smell good?"

"Yes, mistress"

They remove my cuffs that I could put her shoe to her foot. They also remove that thing from my eyes.

"We discussed about you, and we decided that you must be punished because of your staring. You are only allowed to look at our legs and shoes, when you are commanded to do that."

Both stands up and Susan puts collar around my neck. She says:"Go to that table and stick out your ass as far as you can!". They walked out of room and leave me on my knees on the table. When they return I notice they have picked few whips for me. Susan cuffs my hands again, but this time she tie my legs too They want me to hold my position when they are whipping me. I know that and I know I have to make everything that they don't find any more reasons to give me more punishments (but I know this is just a start...). They put gag to my mouth so that I can't shout. They start whipping with few easy lashes to my ass, but then hits get harder. I try to shout, but that won't help, because all I can say is some mumbling and that seems to excite them. I think my ass is bleeding because I hear Lisa saying:"Now it's ready". Ready for what???

Susan says:"Good, wait a moment, I go mix some salve for his bleeding ass.." Lisa keeps whipping, but this time hits are softier. Soon Susan returns and she shows a little bowl to me. It's filled with yellow fluid, and I realize it's her golden urine. She asks if I want her to pour it to me ass. I try to say "NOOOOO!", but again some strange mumble comes out. Maybe she notice a fear in my eyes, because she laughs. She handles the bowl to Lisa, and says: "I want to look your face, when Lisa pours that fluid to your bleeding ass". She remo- ves the gag, and says:"Now, don't make any sound or we have make this again. Now beg Lisa to pour that bowl!". "Please, Lisa DON'T pour it, please DON'T!!"

Lisa hits my ass few times, and says:"Susan wants you to beg, now cut that crap and beg like a dog!". Maybe I hesitate too much because Susan nods to Lisa and I get few strokes. My ass is burning and I don't really want that stuff burn it more. But I have no choice, I have to beg..."Please, mistress Lisa pour mistress Susans golden elixir to my ass". Susan take a seat and watch me with a smile on her face. She nods to Lisa...something drops to my ass, and I close my eyes.

I have to keep my mouth shut, because I don't want to do this again. Urine on my ass burns like hell and I have big problems to keep my mouth shut. I want to shout because of pain, but I know Susan sits on front of me and watches me. Pouring stops, but pain continues. I try to open my eyes, but at first I don't see a thing because of tears. Soon I found out that they are both watching. Lisa says:"How did you like that, Susan?"

"I would like to see that pain in his face again"

"Yeah, me too...but we have plenty of time"

"Guess he has to clean out that table?"

"Sure, we don't waste such a good fluid.."

They laugh. And I knew what I have to do...

"Slave, get down here on your knees and clean up that table!"

I crawled to other side of table. There were few puddles of piss, and when hesitate Susan pushed my head to the table. They both watched when I licked the table clean.

Then Susan gots idea:"Why not share this poor slave with our friends?".

Lisa agrees and they decide to call few guests here. Lisa uncuff me and takes my collar and pulls me to their dressingroom. I still have my legs tied up, but I can crawl after her. I notice there's few pairs of high-heeled boots and shoes on the floor. Lisa says:"Those shoes are too dirty to put on, so you better do something about that". She watches as I picked up one dirty shoe, and start licking it. She smiles and left. She closes door behind her, but I can hear their chat. They discuss who they gonna call to play with me. They pick up couple names and start calling them. Guests are welcome to play with their little plaything and they are suggested to have stockings and dirty high-heel shoes or boots when they arrive. I know my tongue is not gonna like this...One woman say she's going to get his slave too.

These shoes are real dirty. My tongue gets very dry, but I can't complain. Maybe they know that, because Susan comes to room and ask If I'm ready. When I say I can't lick faster because my tongue is too dry, she smiles and say she's going to me some drink. Soon she come back with that bowl. She pulls my head back and pour something to my mouth. It's wine, but bowl still smells and tas- tes urine. After drinking I have continue shoe-licking. Soon they both return.

"Good slave, we have a guests coming here tonight, so we better *teach* you some habbits. First:If you disobey or hesitate filling our commands we *start* your punishment with that urine-to-bleeding-ass-treatment. Second: You will address our guests as mistress and third:You will do everything they commands you to do. Have you finish your task?"

"No mistress, I have few shoes to do"

"Which one?"

I show two shoes and two boots still left.

"I wear shoes and Susan wears boots. We have to get ready for our guests, so you will follow us and lick these shoes everytime we stop. Remember to lick soles last, because we check shoes after licking, and if soles are dirty, you shall lick them again. You start with Susan."

I crawled after Susan when she walks to livingroom. She opens TV and sits to sofa. I start to lick her boots clean as she waits to get to shower where Lisa is now. After both boots are done, I beg her to let me clean soles and she orders me to lay on my back. Then she lifts one shoe to my face and continue watching. She says:"Remeber to swallow every bit". When I'm finished with her boot I beg her other boot. This one is also very dirty, but I have to lick it clean. Lisa returns from shower and I say to Susan:"Mistress Susan, your boots are now licked clean." She checks boots and go to shower. I crawled to mistress Lisa, who is sitting at her make-up table. I crawl under table and start licking her shoes. When I was about to finish her left shoe, she stands up and walks to kitchen. I crawled after her and when she stops, I continue licking. Soon she walks back to make-up table, and I beg her shoes to my face that I could lick her soles clean. She lifts her shoes to my face.

 
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