Karen grabbed the first bag and looked at the address. She saw that it was near the high school she attended. It seemed that it was familiar to her some how, but she couldn’t quite place why. It only took her five minutes to get to the house. When she pulled up she finally remembered why the address was familiar to her. This was the house of her favorite teacher, Miss Tyree. She was the English teacher for juniors (11th year). Karen was known as the teacher’s pet, because Miss Tyree was constantly praising her work and using it to humiliate other students who hadn’t done as well. She had actually worked with Miss Tyree her senior year as a class room assistant and tutor instead of taking study hall. Karen couldn’t believe that she would be involved in the kind of perversity that she had been forced into.
Karen grabbed the bag for her and went up to the front door and knocked. She heard a yell to come in and she opened the door and stepped into the front room. She looked over to the study where Miss Tyree tutored her students and saw that there was what looked like an Indian girl currently with her. Miss Tyree told the young thirteen year old girl to go downstairs and get ready. The girl immediately responded with “Yes Mistress,” and left the room. She walked by Karen and briefly looked at her with sad eyes and then looked down and continued by her.
Karen almost missed Miss Tyree’s order, “Well don’t just stand there Karen, come here this instant.” Karen quickly walked over to her and handed her the bag and said, “Miss Deb asked me to bring this to you.” Miss Tyree took the bag and saw the envelope. She opened it and read it. She looked at Karen and smiled saying, “Well I’ll be. I never in my wildest imagination ever thought that I would have you at my mercy for 30 minutes. According to this letter, you’re mine to do with as I please. Is that true?”
Karen thought of telling the truth, but quickly thought better of it as she knew the repercussions would be more severe than she was willing to live with. She answered by saying, “This worthless slut is at your mercy mistress.” She got down in her kneeling position that she had been trained to be in.
Miss Tyree ordered, “I want you to strip. Leave your nipple and clit chains on though. I like my sluts decorated.”
Karen immediately complied without saying a word. When she was naked, she resumed her kneeling position waiting for an order.
Miss Tyree opened the bag and took out an eight inch dildo that was 4 inches in diameter. She handed it to Karen and told her, “Put this in your cunt. You have two minutes to put it in or I’ll whip your tits with my belt until you’ve complied.”
While Karen began the struggle of getting the huge dildo into her cunt Miss Tyree began telling her, “You know Karen, you were my favorite student. You are the smartest student I have seen come through this high school. I dreamed of having you as my daughter initially and then I began thinking of you in other ways. I thought of ways I could have you all for myself, to do with as I want and enjoy you forever. But I knew it would never happen. I started looking up sites on the internet that dealt with dominant/submissive relationships. Then I started thinking about having my own little submissive to do with as I please. I started making discrete inquiries and eventually found a site in India that offered children for adoption with no questions asked. I decided to check it out and when school got out I went to India to see what I could find out. I met with my contact there and he took me to this very rural area that was so poor that most of the people there were struggling to just live to the next day. He introduced me to this family that had 13 children and neither parent had a job. They were desperate for some money to feed there family.”
She continued explaining, “I decided that this was my chance to get my little slave girl. I had $20,000 dollars in an account that I had set aside for this so we started negotiating for the child and the price. I initially wanted to get the little 6 year old girl but they wanted $40,000 for her. I couldn’t afford that so I tried for the 8 and then the nine year old but they were too much as well. It wasn’t until I suggested their 13 year old daughter that they agreed to $20,000. Her name was Dipti, but I decided to rename her dipshit. We’ve only been back for a couple of days and really haven’t done anything yet. I went to order some toys from Deb so I could play with my new slave and she explained your situation and I knew I had to have a shot at you. It cost me quite a bit to get some time with you. I was hoping for a full hour, but I’ll take 30 minutes. Deb gave me this little toy you are trying to cram into your cunt as part of your ordeal. It has some additional parts to it as well but I think I’ll save those for dipshit.”
Miss Tyree reached into the bag and pulled out a collar and attached it around Karen’s neck and locked it on. She then pulled out a head harness that had what looked like a mouth piece attached to it. She explained to Karen the function of the whole set. “This little harness will be strapped on to dip shit and this mouth piece will be placed in her mouth. The two pieces that you have on and it are connected. When we go downstairs, you will strap this on to dip shit and tie her up to some hooks I have set up. Then you are going to take a whip and you will whip her every where I tell you to. If you whip her hard enough and she either bites down real hard or opens her mouth wide enough to scream, one of two things may happen. You will either feel a vibration in your dildo that will increase with each successive time she bites or screams. The second thing that may happen is that it will reduce the punishment settings on your dildo and collar. If you do not hit her hard enough, the dildo and the collar are on a 30 second timer that will cause a shock that increases in strength each time. The collar has a little compressed air cylinder in it and it will expand a little each time the shock increases eventually cutting off your air supply. If you do not hit her hard enough or often enough, it could choke you to death. Once you orgasm, that will end this little session. Understand that I will not let you leave until you orgasm and you can only orgasm by the dildo that you have just finished putting in your cunt. Now bend over so I can turn it on.”
Karen had tears coming out of her eyes and streaming down her cheeks, but she complied. She did not believe in violence and had never done anything to hurt anyone in her short life. Making her do this was actually worse for her mentally than anything else she could have done. She was going to be made to hurt a younger girl who was innocent of anything. She didn’t know if she could do it.
When Miss Tyree had turned the dildo and the collar on, she picked up the harness and ordered, “Now go down the stairs to the basement.”
Karen went through the door dip shit had gone through and went down the stairs. Miss Tyree locked the door at the top of the stairs and when she got to the bottom of the stairs, she closed and locked that door as well. She saw that dipshit was naked as she was told to be and was standing in the center of the room with a confused and worried look on her face. She handed Karen the harness and ordered, “Put it on dip shit and put her up in the cuffs hanging from the hooks in the ceiling.”