Twisted Tales: Teacher Blackmail Ch. 01

I had been kicking around a few story ideas when I decided to try using a favorite story of mine (Fireman's Carnival by Kathy B) as a jumping off point for inspiration but wrap it up in a common storyline of blackmail. So if you have a favorite story and would like to see how I twist it and make it my own, feel free to email me or put it in the comments.

Hopefully, I get to read some new, interesting stories and it takes this story in some intriguing directions.

As always, comments are welcome. Trolls are not.

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"I'm not sure about this..." Brenda Ender squirmed uncomfortably as her Lisa tightened the wrist fasteners.

When she had volunteered to be a target for the senior picnic, Brenda hadn't thought the setup would be so elaborate. As a new teacher, the 24 year old felt she needed to go above and beyond to keep her job. Plus, she had only taught seniors this year. She looked forward to seeing her newly graduated students as they were equal parts excited and nervous about their futures.

"We can't have you using your hands that wouldn't be fair." Lisa Stanich smiled and gave one last tug. "Besides,it's only for an hour."

"I - I guess it's fine." Brenda tried to make herself as comfortable as possible though it was really impossible. She was bent over, head through a hole, and now her hands were tied. She looked up as Lisa appeared from behind the wall. Even though Brenda was tall at 5'9, the statuesque blonde was always a good four or five inches taller than her. Now though, she absolutely towered over Brenda.

"Relax... " Lisa caressed Brenda's cheek. "The money we raise goes to charity and after an hour, you'll be absolutely... delicious." The blonde teacher winked and for some reason, Brenda felt her cheeks redden.

Suddenly Brenda felt a hand on her ass! Frantically she tried to loosen her hands but to no avail.

"What! Lisa someone is behind me!"

Lisa's smile widened. "Oh good, right on time."

""What the fuck do you mean!" Brenda moved her ass from side to side, but a second hand joined the first.

Lisa held her phone inches in front of Brenda's face. "Remember these?"

Brenda's stomach dropped. An image of a younger Brenda, from her college days, topless with a skirt barely covering her pussy. Lisa swiped and another image, this time of Brenda's ass high in the air. And another, spread-eagle with her finger slightly dipped inside herself.

Lisa stroked Brenda's brunette hair. "This can go one of two ways... First, you will do whatever I ask for the rest of this summer. Or, I can show these photos to your husband these... and what did you say would be his reaction? Oh yes, that he'd divorce you and ruin you."

"I showed you those in confidence!"

Brenda and Lisa had been out drinking, staying out long after their co-workers had headed home. Some guys had flirted with them and Brenda had been jealous of the attention Lisa had been getting. And if she was being honest with herself that Lisa could do something about all that flirting. As they crashed at Lisa's condo, Brenda had shared photos an old boyfriend had taken of her. Photos that were sexy and explicit and a far cry from what her conservative husband would expect of his wife. As a teacher with expectations of one day moving on to administration, image was very important to him.

"Please just delete those photos!" Brenda could feel the hands grow bolder, kneading her ass.

"I've always found you to be sexy, Brenda." Lisa stroked her cheek. "Seeing those pictures were hot... but to see the need for my compliments in your eyes. They way you wanted my approval. That's when I knew you were a hot submissive. And that you could be mine."

The hands had lifted her skirt and began to rub her slit over her panties.

"So what do you say?" asked Lisa. "Should I tell him to stop and find your husband? He should be around here somewhere... " The blonde's fingers curled around her chin and and lifted her face until their gazes locked. "Or will you be mine for the next three months?"

Brenda felt a new sensation and she realized that someone was kissing and licking her ass!

"Um... well..." Confusion roiled through her. Divorced! She couldn't conceive of trying to make it on her own, probably losing this job that had taken her almost two year to get.

Her panties were pulled aside and a warm tongue wove around her lips.

Would Steve publicly shame her? If the pictures got out, she'd lose her job!

Goosebumps across her body and she realized that she was beginning to get wet!

"You need to make a decision now." Lisa's voice turned cold. She grabbed a fistful of the brunette's hair and yanked. Pain and pleasure snapped through Brenda's body.

The tongue dipped inside of her.

Nervousness increased every sensation her body felt. The chaffing of the wrist restraints. The licking of the tongue. "Uh... please keep my photos secret."

"You'll be mine?" The blonde leaned closer and Brenda could feel her breath, hot against her skin. "I need to hear you say it."

"I'll be yours...ohhh." A finger slid into her and instinctively, Brenda pushed back.

"I am going to have such fun. Relax and enjoy." Lisa stood up and walked over to a table about 15 feet away. She put out a dozen pie tins and began to fill them with whip cream. She then raised her voice."Who's ready to throw some pies?!"

Some students cheered and began to walk over.

Brenda felt her panties being tugged down to her ankles.

The first newly graduated seniors began paying for pies.

The young teacher felt pressure against her and then a cock slipped in an inch!

"Ohh..." Brenda bit her lip.

A pie smashed to her left and the cock pushed in deeper. Slid out a bit and then slid in deeper still. Warmth and pleasure began to build. Brenda knew she should be cheering and taunting those throwing pies but it was so hard to concentrate.

The cock inside of her had developed a nice, slow, long rhythm. It had been a few months since she and her husband had had sex. It was hard to admit, but it felt so -

Whiteness exploded in her vision!

"Bullseye!" Lisa yelled.

The whipcream barely registered as Brenda felt herself edging closer to a climax. The fucking grew harder and Brenda pressed her arms against the bar and pushed herself back. So close... so close...

The cock plunged deep into her and she felt it throb as a warmness spread inside of her.

"No!" Brenda cried as she realized that the man had cum before she could.

"Too late Mrs. Birmingham! I'm going to give it to you!"

She blinked away some of the whip cream and saw Troy, star quarterback, with a pie in each arm. He grinned as the first pie got her flush in the face. Brenda whimpered as the cock slid out of her.

"Hit!" Troy yelled.

Brenda tried to grin through the frustration that ached through her. She couldn't believe she had gotten so excited but now...

She felt the hands return! They pinched her ass cheeks, swatting one playfully before pushing her legs even further apart. Relief flooded through her as she felt the cock line up against her again.

It pushed in as the second pie exploded just below her.

"Aw!" Troy exclaimed.

"Better luck next time Troy!" Brenda called out, smiling now that she was going to get the relief she yearned for.

"Oh, there will be a next time, Mrs Ender!"

The cock slid in completely in one smooth motion. Too smooth. Brenda pushed back, but it still felt different... smaller.

In and out it thrust, but yes, Brenda could tell it was a smaller size. It was a different cock! Moving faster almost immediately, the cock built up a sense of frustration in the young teacher. Making her excited but not building to any sort of climax.

In a haze of sexual wanting, the brunette barely registered as someone came up until she touched her face.

"What?"

"Hey Mrs E, Ms Stanich said I should come clean off your face." The teacher realized it was Clare, one of her students. The 18 year-old was shy, a little gawky, and one of Brenda's favorites.

"Thanks, Clare."

She was started to worry about the thrusting when she felt a weight on her back and the cock spasm inside of her. Unsatisfying as it it was, Brenda was happy the ordeal was over.

"No problem Mrs E. Thank you for volunteering. You've gotten our fundraising off to a great start!" The teen cleaned off her face. She giggled. "You look so silly with this mess of whip cream. Ms Stanich says you just have a half hour left."

The teen gave the teacher's face a final wipe. Hands again began to maul her ass. Was there a third?? Brenda felt her face flush, both with pleasure and embarrassment. Just how many men had Lisa lined up for this. Fingers tickled her asshole. Horrified, Brenda moved her ass back and forth and hissed, "No!"

"What's that, Mrs. E? You ok?" Clare looked at her with concern.

"N-n-nothing Clare. Thank you."

"Don't forget to sign my yearbook!" Clare said as she walked away. "You were one of my favorite teachers!"

"I won't Clare." Brenda responded

With a sigh of relief the fingers and moved down to her pussy, gently moving in circles around her clit. Brenda sighed, maybe this one would be satisfied with fingers and not fucking, but no sooner had she thought it then the fingers left.

Again, she felt a penis line up against her opening. A push though and she felt like she was about to be split in half!

"Oh..." The brunette bit her lip. Barely the tip was in and she gasped.

A pie hit her right in the face, whip cream exploding everywhere.

Another thrust and the gigantic cock went in deeper. Brenda only had a half a dozen lovers, but no one had filled her like this!

Slowly it slid out and then thrust back in even deeper than before! She gasped at how huge it felt. This time there was no hesitation in the brunette. She pushed back with each thrust. Each time, a new wave of pleasure coursed through her.

She looked up and locked eyes with Lisa. The blonde smiled wide and winked. Brenda reddened.

"Ten more minutes to get a chance at Mrs. Ender!" Lisa's voice carried over the picnic, drawing attention to their booth.

Brenda felt heat rise in her cheeks, the shame of what was happening. The huge cock pounded into her. If only they all knew! The pervertedness of it all... a wave of pleasure threatened to overwhelm the teacher. She bit her bottom lip to keep from screaming.

Whip cream exploded in her vision.

"Fuck..." She hissed.

Clare looked over shocked and Brenda tried to say she was sorry when-

A climax shook the young teacher to her core. She barely noticed Lisa distracting the student as she gasped for breath. The cock continued to pound into her... each thrust with waves of pleasure. Then it slammed into her, twitching, spasming and she gave a sigh of relief.

Her eyes on the ground, she was dimly aware of some pies missing her. She felt the cock shrink inside of her and she was unsure whether that gave her relief or just made her yearn for...

"Honey, you are a mess!"

Brenda started and tried to blind away her vision. Her husband loomed over her!

"Oh...ah..."

He laughed and turned to Lisa. "Looks like a lot of students wanted to revenge!"

"Oh I don't know John." Lisa gave them both a smile. "I like to think the students do this to teachers they enjoyed."

Hands again started to caress her ass again. Brenda whimpered unsure she could take another cock after that last monster.

"What's that Brenda?" Her husband leaned in closer.

"Nothing John." She replied, hoping to keep any tremors from her voice. "My time's almost up anyway, right Lisa?" Her eyes pleaded with her tormentor.

"Almost Brenda. Almost."

She felt a cock rub up, along her ass. No, not a cock. A tongue! It circled around her pussy. It's gentle touch, even more erotic. It licked inside of her!

"Well, after today, no more responsibilities for the summer!" Her husband patted her head and started to walk away. "See you at home!"

Incredibly, the brunette felt another orgasm begin to build. The tongue licked into her in long, deep strokes.

Lisa walked up and began to wipe Brenda's face clean. "See? That wasn't so bad."

"Not so bad?" The younger teacher snapped. She tried to ignore the tongue inside of her. "Some teachers had their way with me... how am I supposed to work with them next year?"

"Those weren't teachers." Lisa smirked. "You just got fucked by some freshly graduated students."

Shock made the 24 year old momentarily speechless. The tongue continued. Coaxing pleasure as confusion roiled through the brunette's brain.

"Students!" A small wave of pleasure and she felt excitement dripping down her legs.

"Former students. All 18. All done with your classes." Lisa stepped back. "And judging by your expression the last one is just about done..."

"But who would... Ohh..." Another climax! She panted, out of breath, and her pussy clenched. The tongue was replaced by a quick kiss. Then she felt her skirt pulled back down.

"There you go... " Lisa tugged at her chin until their eyes met. "Remember that as long as you follow my commands, you will get rewarded. Now, I'll untie you."

As the tall blonde left her field of vision, Brenda scanned the crowd. She tried to read the expressions in the students milling around the field. Was this one smirking? Was that a wink? Was that laugh directed at her.

Numbly, she felt the restraints loosen, physically freeing her even as she felt trapped by Lisa's blackmail. What was going to happen to her this summer?