---

Story Codes: Teen male/Teen female, Female/Teen female, Teen female Masturbation, Domination/submission, Watersports, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Ass to Mouth, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Interracial, Teacher, School, Facial

For a list of all parts, click here

Comments are very welcome. I would like all criticism, positive and negative, so long as it’s
constructive, and feedback is very appreciated.

---

---

Click here for Chapter 8.

---

---

Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this!

You smack Terra on the ass. The smack echoes through the lunchroom. “Let’s go, slut.”

“Ooh, yes,” Terra moans.

“Oh, no,” Hui moans, her fingers still buried in Ji-Young’s twat. The Chinese girl is pressed up on one side of the Korean cutie. “I wanted to be your pee-slut, tiger.”

“Right?” Magdalena says. She’s on the other side of Ji-Young, her fingers also in the Korean girl’s twat. “Ooh, it would be awesome.”

“I would have guzzled it all down,” Erin says, the redhead shaking her head as she slides off the table, her mouth sticky with Nicolesa’s pussy cream. The pair had been sixty-nining as you’d been fucking Terra up the ass.

“Sorry,” you say.

“Well, I’ll go get you some clean pants,” Daphne says. “Some of us soaked them.”

“Yes, they did,” you say, winking at Ji-Young. Your pant legs are drenched in pussy cream.

Terra takes your arms. She’s a busty girl, seventeen like you, with half her hair dyed red. She then wove it into a braid, the pattern of black and red strands plaited together makes a striking look. You need to get her on your side more than any other girl in your dorm.

In your school.

Terra is the head of the Inquisition Squad. They have every other schoolgirl nervous. They’re the ones who punish infractions in the rules, like trying to leave the grounds and find out what’s on the other side. If you can win her over, or at least make her think you love it here, you can have one less thing to worry about as you seek to understand this place.

Something is very off. You just deflowered a girl in the middle of the cafeteria. You’ve been having sex all day. You’ve had more orgasms in the last few hours then you would have in a week or two back in your normal life.

And you still want more. That’s not normal. You might have lost all your memories, but you know that much.

“Mmm, thank you for choosing me,” Terra says. She’s rubbing her breasts against you as you head to the stall. “I am so sorry for hitting you. Is anything coming back?”

“No,” you say.

“Well, you’re making all these new memories here. I’d focus on that.”

You give her a sidelong glance. It was convenient that she was the one who knocked you out.

You reach the men’s room. You’re probably the first guy to ever use it. You’re the first guy to ever be here, that’s for sure. The door creaks open and swings shut. It’s a typical men’s room. Sinks on the left, a couple of urinals and a pair of stalls on the right. Nothing much to say about it.

“Mmm, I guess I’m going to be your urinal, huh?” Terra says as she begins unbuttoning her crisp, schoolgirl blouse.

You arch an eyebrow at her.

“What?” she asks, blushing. “I don’t want to get it stained. I’ve never drunk pee before.”

“But you’re willing to do it for me? You are the Head of the Inquisition Squad.”

“And there’s no rule that says it’s wrong for me to drink your piss.” She throws open her blouse, revealing her large breasts held in a fiery bra. “So long as you follow the rules, I don’t have to be the Head of Inquisition. I can just be an Angel eager to love the number-one star of our dorm. You don’t need to fuck around with girls from other dorms. We can handle you, sport.”

“You are being quite persuasive,” you say, your dick throbbing. You didn’t bother to put it away since you knew you’d just be getting blown in here. You just held your pants up on the walkover. now you let them drop.

She licks her lips as her bra comes free. She shrugs out of it. Her large breasts sway into view. They have a perkiness to them that is just appealing. She drops her bra with a bold gesture, her eyes sparkling.

“Nice,” you say.

She winks and then falls to her knees before you. She grabs your cock in her soft hand. She strokes you, not caring that it’s fresh from her asshole. She’s about to drink your piss. So why would she balk at ass to mouth?

“So, what if I were to break a rule?” you ask her. “What would you do.”

“If it’s nothing big, just ignore it.” She gives you a mock-stern look. “I would wag my finger at you and say, ‘Bad, bad boy.’” She bursts into giggles, her large breasts swaying.

“And if it was something big.”

She gives a soft sigh. “I’d have to punish you.”

“Could you?” You grab the back of her head. “After all, you’re my nasty, little pee-slut. You’re on your knees about to drink every drop of piss I have. I bet I could just plaster it across your face. Just soak you in it.”

She shudders. “You probably could. I mean, we would—”

You release your bladder. It splashes right into the Head of Inquisition’s face. Golden urine washes over her features. She squeezes her eyes shut, spluttering in shock. The acrid scent fills the air. It spills down her face and then splashes on her breasts.

You ram your cock past her lips next. She shudders as your urine floods her mouth. She gulps it down. Her eyes snap open. She grabs your hips. But not to push you away. She grips you and sucks. She’s drawing out the piss and swallowing it with hunger.

“Fuck,” you groan.

Piss drips down her face, yellow beads that race over her cheeks and down the bridge of her nose. Your stream rushes out of you, feeling almost like cumming. She’s swirling her tongue around your cock, buffing it clean of her ass at the same time she’s gulping down your piss.

“Look at that, slut!” you say. A smile broadens your lips. “Why, I bet I could do anything, and you’d let me.”

A look of panic fills her eyes, but she keeps sucking.

You shudder, squeezing your bladder to force out more and more pee. You want to keep pissing, but you’re running out of steam. You groan as she sucks out the last of your urine. Then she’s bobbing her head. She’s working her mouth up and down your cock.

She buffs her sour ass off your dick, the urine still gleaming on her face. More falls on those large tits of hers. Your balls tighten, the pressure already building from how nasty that was. You groan, coming closer and closer to spurting in her already.

“Fuck, Terra, I think I have to piss in your face more often. It turns you into a complete whore, doesn’t it?”

She moans and nods.

“Yes, yes, just a little humiliation slut! Fuck, yeah!”

She nurses hard. She’s bobbing her head, working her lips up and down your cock. Your dick throbs and aches. You’re climbing up to that orgasmic release. You’re going to have an explosive one. Just fire all that spunk into her mouth.

Her fingernails bite into your hips. She’s sucking you hard, nursing out all that cum. You suck in such deep breaths, reveling in this wonderful moment. Your cock throbs in her mouth. The ache grows and grows.

“You’re going to get all that spunk you crave, slut.”

She squeals in delight.

“Yes, yes, first my piss and then some salty jizz to wash it all down.”

She sucks with hunger, her pee-streaked cheeks hollowing as she blows you. Her enthusiasm is intoxicating. You can’t take much more of this. You’re going to erupt in her mouth. You’re going to fire all that jizz and let her swallow it.

You thrust your cock forward, slamming it to the back of her throat and then drawing back. Your balls twitch. The pressure rushes up to the tip of your dick. You hit that point of no return. You growl out your pleasure.

“Goddamn, fuck, yes!”

Your jizz splashes into the back of her throat. Powerful blast after powerful blast of cum fires from your cock. You pump it into her mouth. Your head throws back as the pleasure erupts out of you again and again.

You groan with each eruption. And she moans. Swallows. She’s gulping down your cum with as much enthusiasm as when she’d swallowed your piss. It’s intoxicating. Your balls unload all the spunk you have. You buck a final time as the last spurt fires into her mouth.

“Goddamn,” you moan.

She slides her mouth off your dick. “You’re right. You could piss on my face, and I’d just smile.” She beams at you.
“If I had any more,” you say, seeing how submissive she is. This is good. “Trust me, I would. How wet are you?”

“So fucking wet,” she moans. She licks her lips and savors the traces of piss she’s cleaned up.

“I don’t want you masturbating or having any girl touch your cunt until I tell you.” You seize her braid and jerk her head back. “Do you understand me, slut?”

“Yes… sport.”

“Master,” you say. “If you’re going to be my piss-drinking whore, then you call me Master.”

She licks her lips. “Yes… Master.” A naughty smile crosses her lips. “I’m your piss-drinking whore, Master.”

“I’m going to hold you to that,” you say, smiling. You have to think of other ways to test her out. To figure out if she’s just what you need. If you can get her to turn on the school and do what you want, or if she’s going to be a problem.

Just then, Daphne bursts in. She’s holding a pair of your gray slacks, her cheeks flushed. She’s breathless, sweat gleaming on her forehead. She shakes it at you, struggling to catch her breath. You smile and take it.

“Thanks, Daphne.”

“Welcome… champ…” she wheezes. “Class is… about to… start.” She leans back and sucks in a deep breath.

“And what class are you taking next, Master?” asks Terra. She rises and grabs paper towels. She wipes at her tits and then her face. Then she turns on the faucet to start cleaning herself.

“Master?” Daphne asks.

“I’m his piss-drinking whore now,” Terra says.

“You certainly are that,” Daphne says, blinking as she stares at Terra. “Did you piss on her face or something, champ.”

You wink at Daphne as you take off your stained pants. You put on the fresh pair of pants.

“Well, if you have Civics next, I’ll leave you in Terra’s hands. She’ll get you there.” Then Daphne takes your dirty pants and races off.

You step into the clean ones. “Oh, you’re in my civics class?”

“With Magdalena,” she says. “You can meet my second, Juliana. She’s a wild girl.”

“Met her last period in art. She definitely has a naughty side.”

“And I’m sure she’ll bring it out in you,” says Terra.

She grabs her blouse and you say, “Leave it off.”

She blinks. Her cheeks pink even more. “Technically, we’re supposed to be in uniform when going to class. It’s up for the teacher to decide to relax those rules.”

“And?” you ask. “You might have to discipline yourself.”

She hesitates even more. “I might have to get an honorary member of the squad to do that. Up for it, Master.”

“We’ll see how naughty I make you,” you say.

She shudders, her large tits jiggling. She grabs her blouse and bra, folding them up and holding them beneath her arm. Then she smiles and comes to you. “I’m ready whenever you are, Master.”

You offer her your arm. She takes it. You head out of the bathroom with her. The cafeteria is bustling. Girls are heading off to their classes. Most of the angels are heading out. You spot Bree heading over to you and then she freezes. She stares at Terra.

“It’s okay, Bree,” you say. “I tamed her. isn’t that right, Terra.”

“Do you want me to crawl on the ground to prove it?” she asks.

“Yes,” you say. “Crawl before me. Lead me to my civics class. I want to stare at that ass wagging.”

She blinks in shock. Then she grins. “I need to watch my tongue.” She falls to her knees and crawls forward. “Follow me, Master.”

“Holy shit, boyo,” Bree says as she takes the arm Terra vacated. “What did you do to her?”

“Pissed in her face.”

“Shouldn’t that have gotten you slapped?”

“Well, let me piss in your face and we’ll see how you react.”

A wicked grin crosses Bree’s face. “I’d probably be begging for more, boyo. You really bring the slut out in a girl, you know that?”

“I’ve noticed,” you say.

Terra crawls ahead, her skirt rustling, her ass swaying over her rump. She’s such a fetching sight. You lick your lips, your dick throbbing. Bree clings to your arm as Terra crosses the cafeteria. Ahead, you spot Juliana with the girl that had the teddy bear you found sleeping on the couch in the dorm’s entry hall the night before. They are both talking.

The teddy bear girl gasps. She looks right at Terra. Her jaw drops. Juliana turns and blinks in shock. Then she hurries over to you. Terra is almost to the exit to the hallway when Juliana comes up alongside you.

“Um, Terra, shouldn’t you put at least your blouse on?” Juliana asks.

“She’s lucky I’m letting her wear a skirt,” you say. “Bitches go naked, right? I mean, unless you’re one of those people that put clothes on your dogs.”

“I like doing that, boyo,” says Bree. “Although, Terra’s ass would look cute swayin’ before us naked. She’s got that bonny sort of rump.”

“But…” Juliana protests. “Terra, you have to set an example.”

“He’s my Master,” Terra says. “I got to do what he says. It’s only going topless. What is that for a first offense.”

“A verbal warning.”

“Well, consider me warned,” Terra says and keeps crawling.

“Okay,” Juliana says with some doubt in her voice. The blonde looks at you, her twin braids of pigtails swaying about her face. Her hazel eyes look troubled. “I guess once is okay.”

You grin at Juliana. Then you grab her braid and tug. “What will it take to get you to join her?”

The second-in-command of the Inquisition Squad squeaks in fright. Then she races on ahead. Her skirt sways over her rump. She’s got the sort of ass that should be shown. Your dick throbs thinking of her parading that naked butt before you.

“Damn, boyo,” says Bree. Her dyed-green tresses sway about her face. The Irish girl has this look of awe in her eyes. “I can’t believe you just did that.”

“He’s persuasive,” says Terra. “I think playing volleyball helped prepare me. Hitting the sand on my knees all the time really toughened mine up.”

“Glad something good came of it.” You glance at Bree. “What do you think?”

“Really thrilled for you, Terra.”

You smile and then you lean in and kiss Bree on the lips. You want to talk to her about your plans, but Terra needs to prove herself more before you can be sure that she’s trustworthy to look the other way with your ideas.

But there’s no reason not to share your plans with Bree. She’s amazing. Your cock is throbbing hard. You break the kiss with her and say, “I’m forming a group of special girls. Made of those who really get me hard. I think you’d make a great member, Bree.”

She blinks and then she shivers. “And what will this group be called?”

“My harem.”

“You wicked man.” She licks her lips. “I don’t have a problem being one of your women.”

“What about me, Master?” Terra asks.

“What are you willing to do to join?” you ask. The halls are emptying fast, everyone melting into classes. Terra isn’t exactly swift with her crawling.

“Almost anything,” she breathes, crawling towards the stairs.

Almost anything… That’s not good. That could include all the edge cases where she won’t cover you. Before you can trust her, you’ll have to make her break more rules. Your dick throbs and aches as she climbs the stairs before you.

Her skirt is short enough that from this angle, you can see her shaved pussy. Her tangy twat gleams. You can only imagine how horny she is after what she just did with you. Your dick is throbbing. Aching.

“So who else might join this harem?” asks Bree.

“Erin or Lilly seem like potentials,” you say. You’ll need someone with computer skills. “And Ji-Young is definitely someone I’m going to approach.”

Bree’s breath quickened. “Oh. Well, she’s nice.”

“Mmm, and tasty,” moans Terra. “I’m glad it’s going to be mostly Angels.”

“Maybe Sapphire, too,” you say. “She’s eager to prove she gives the best head. To guys as well as girls.”

“A Demonette?” Terra sounds annoyed. “Really?”

“Maybe I should order you to go to the Demonettes’ dorm tonight and let them do whatever they want to you.”

A shiver runs through Terra. She pauses. “If that’s what you want, Master.”

“It might be,” you say, a shame Sapphire’s not in your next class.

You reach the second floor, and Terra is crawling to her left now. You follow after, Bree on your arm. You’re going to be late for class at this rate, but not by much. And it’s worth it to have this experience. It’s been a lot of fun making Terra crawl.

She heads past four doors and then reaches up to open the fifth. She crawls inside. Girls gasp. You follow after to see a normal classroom. Desks that face the front of the room. Only a dozen of them. They’re mostly occupied, but there are four in the back that are open.

“Damn, Terra,” Magdalena says.

“Yep,” Terra says. She starts crawling for the back, you and Bree following.

You recognize quite a few of the girls in this class. Besides Magdalena, there are Meg, Posy, Darcie, and Esmerelda from your PE class. Juliana already has her seat. There are only two students you’ve never had a class with.

One is Korean with her hair gathered in a Black braid. She stares at you with a smile on her lips. The other is a busty girl you met yesterday named Krystal. She had short, brown hair and the left side of her head shaved. A fade. It gives her a punkish look.

“Lookie here,” she says. “This might liven things up.”

“It’s a snoozefest, Krystal,” says Darcie. She winks at you. “Mmm, you did make PE a smash.”

You wink back at Darcie. She’s the most limber girl on the cheer squad. She got quite flexible during the competition in PE earlier this day.

“I’m Kyung,” the Korean girl says, “and if you need me to make this class a smash…”

A woman sits at the desk in the back. She stands up and gives Terra a raised eyebrow. “Forget how to walk?”

“Sorry, Ms. Braxton,” she says. “Just doing what my Master tells me to do.”

“And did he tell you to show up to my class topless?” the teacher demands. She’s a tall, Black woman with straight hair framing a strong and beautiful face. She’s like Nefertiti. She’s someone who rules her classroom.

“Yes, Ms. Braxton.”

“Well, put it on,” she says. “Some of my fellow teachers might let their classrooms become flophouse orgies, but you’re here to learn about how the government works.”

Terra glances back at you, eyes questioning.

You give a slight shake of the head, wanting to press her.

“I’m sorry, Ms. Braxton, I can’t do that.”

“Can’t or won’t?” the teacher asks, her voice frosty.

“Can’t.”

You hear Juliana make a tsking sound.

“Will he at least let you take a seat?” Ms. Braxton asks as she strides up to the classroom.

“She can sit on my lap,” you say, sitting down. Bree takes the desk beside you.

“Terra, you will sit on your own…” The teacher’s words trail off as Terra climbs onto your lap. Her short skirt swirls as she plops her pussy down right on your cock. You groan, feeling the heat of her juicy cunt bleeding through your slacks.

The teacher shakes her head. “Son, you’re going to be a chore, aren’t you?”

You grin at her. “I’m not the one disobeying you.”

The teacher snorts and shakes her head. “Well, this is civics. It’s about learning what your duties are to the government, and what theirs are to you. Now, America is not a democracy like some people thing. It’s a Constitutional Republic. Now, what does that mean?”

Darcie raises her hand. And, after being motioned to by the teacher, says, “It’s where representatives are elected to make decisions and pass laws on behalf of their constituents. They are empowered to do so by a founding document for the nation-state known as a constitution.”

“Essentially correct,” the teacher says.

You grab Terra’s tits and squeeze them. You realize Ms. Braxton is really going to teach. She’s not going to find any ways to make the class entertaining. She’s not going to find some novel way to teach civics that involve your cock going into some girl’s pussy.

So you’ll have to figure that out on your own.

“Terra, unzip me, pull out my cock, and ride me,” you whisper. “Let’s see how long you can go before she catches us.”

“Yes, Master,” she whispers back.

As Ms. Braxton begins lecturing about the three branches of government—executive, legislative, and judicial—the naughty Head of Inquisition reaches her hand between her thighs to rub at your crotch. She lifts her crotch off of your lap, her tits jiggling in your hands. She must have toned thighs to hold that pose as she fumbles to unzip you.

You just enjoy her hand working to get your zipper down. Your hands squeeze her boobs as you listen to the lecture. The Black teacher is moving back and forth at the front of the classroom as she rattles off her lesson.

“Son, how are you supposed to take notes when you have your hands full of Terra’s tits?” asks Ms. Braxton.

“I have a steel trap for a memory,” you lie as Terra tugs your zipper down. Her hands now reaching in to pull out your cock.

She frowns. “Aren’t you suffering from some form of memory loss.”

“What does that have to do with remembering about the three branches of government?” you ask. Terra holds your cock out, the tip nuzzling into her shaved pussy lips.

“Which are?”

Terra slides her cunt down your cock slowly. You shudder, struggling to think as that hot and juicy pussy sinks lower and lower down your dick. “The, uh… legislative branch. That’s congress and stuff.”

“And stuff?”

“Yeah, and then there’s the, uh, president. The executive branch.” Inch after inch of that pussy engulfs your dick. “And, uh… the, uh… Judicial branch. The Supreme Court and all those lesser ones.”

“Correct,” she says, looking suspicious as Terra bottoms out on your dick, her rump back on your lap. “Are you okay, Terra.”

“Just trying to get comfortable,” she says, shifting her hips back and forth. That stirs her cunt around your cock in the process.

You fight off the groan of pleasure, your balls tightening from the delicious embrace of her juicy twat around your cock. You squeeze Terra’s breasts as she keeps squirming and facing Ms. Braxton without flinching.

“Maybe taking your own seat would be more comfortable than his lap.”

“No, no, I think this is perfect,” she moans and lifts herself slowly up your cock. Her cunt squeezes the entire way. “I have it just right now. Ooh, this is just perfect.”

She sinks back down you as Ms. Braxton talks about the three branches in more detail. Congress is bicameral, meaning there are two houses, and what the difference between them all is. It’s so boring.

Good thing Bree and the other girls are taking notes. You’ll need them to study off of because Terra’s cunt feels so amazing. She doesn’t ride you fast or hard. Oh, no, it’s almost torture the way her pussy climbs up your cock a fraction of an inch at a time and then sinks down just as slowly. It’s almost impossible to tell she’s moving.

You groan, squeezing her tits. You want to just cry out how amazing her pussy feels. How delicious she is for doing this to you. Sweat beads on your forehead as you watch Ms. Braxton pace back and forth.

You want to cry out at how much you enjoy her moving.

Shifting.

How much you love that pussy squeezing about your dick.

But you can’t. It’s more fun with Ms. Braxton being oblivious to what Terra’s doing. To her slow slides up and down your cock. Terra’s hot pussy grips you in a tight sheath of silky heaven. You revel in the schoolgirl’s cunt.

Bree has a naughty smile on her lips. She knows what’s going on. A few of the girls sitting by you—Meg, Kyung, and Darcie—glance back, too. You wink at them as you revel in Terra’s hot, tight cunt working up and down your cock.

“Yes,” Terra breathed.

“What was that, Terra?” Ms. Braxton asks, focusing on you. She frowns. “Just what are you doing, Terra?”

“Trying to get comfortable,” she moans, her pussy clinging to your dick.

Ms. Braxton marches back to you down the middle aisle. She does not look happy. She reaches the pair of you and grabs the desk and slides it forward. Then she grabs Terra’s skirt and flips it up.

“I see why you can’t sit comfortably,” the teacher says dryly. “You seem to have a cock in your pussy.”

“That explains why I want to do this!” Terra moans, her pussy squeezing down around your cock.
Then she lifts herself up. She leans back into you, rubbing her shoulders into your chest. She’s humping forward, pumping her pussy up and down your cock while thrusting her pelvis at the teacher holding up the skirt.

“Oh, my god, Master, your cock is so huge in me!”

The entire class turns to look back at you two now. The other girls are squirming at the sight of Terra so blatantly breaking the rules. The naughty Head of the Inquisition Squad works that juicy pussy up and down your cock with zest now.

You let go of her tits and run your hands up and down her thighs. You feel her toned muscles flexing as she fucks your dick with that tight cunt. You groan, the pressure in your balls increasing with every second.

“You’re not going to stop, are you?” Ms. Braxton says.

“Not unless my Master tells me to!” moans Terra. “Oh, yes, yes, Master! Can you feel my pussy sliding up and down your cock?”

“Oh, I can,” you say. “Damn, you’re going to just explode on it, aren’t you?”

“Like a slut!”

The teacher drops the skirt and shakes her head in disgust. “The rest of you, pay attention. Ignore that little whore that can’t control herself.”

Juliana glares back at Terra. The second shakes her head and then turns back to the lesson. Terra doesn’t care. Oh, no, she’s working her pussy faster up and down your cock. She leans forward now, grabbing the desk and using it for leverage.

She works that ass up and down as she rides your dick. You flip up the back of her skirt and watch that ass you enjoyed earlier. Your cum from the cafeteria has matted her butt-cheeks. You smile at that, admiring the sight as her pussy massages your dick.

“Oh, my god,” Terra moans. “Oh, yes, yes, yes, Master!”

“Can anyone tell me why the Seventeenth Amendment forever changed how Congress worked?” Ms. Braxton asks.

“Master! Master!” Terra moans, slamming her pussy down your dick.

“Anyone?” Ms. Braxton asks.

“It… it…” Terra shudders. “It made it so senators were elected not appointed by state governors!”

“That’s right,” Ms. Braxton says, shaking her head. “Don’t think knowing an answer gets you off my shit list.”

“Uh-huh,” Terra groans. Her head lowers. “This cock! This fucking cock! Master!”

“Cum on me, slut!” you growl. “Let me feel that pussy going wild on my dick.”

“Yes!”

Her cry echoes through the room as she impales her twat on you. Her pussy bursts with orgasmic delight. Every girl looks back at her again. The desk creaks as she trembles on you. Her hot pussy milks your cock.

The spasming massage is amazing. The pressure rises up to the tip of your dick. It’s an amazing delight. You’re coming closer and closer to erupting in her pussy. To just basting the head of the Inquisition Squad with all your jizz.

“Fuck!” you growl.

Erupt.

Your cum spurts hard and fast into her pussy. You groan, leaning back as the rapture slams into your mind. The pleasure is intense. It blazes across your thoughts. The pleasure feels amazing. Your mind smolders with every eruption.

“Goddamn, Terra!”

Stars burst across your vision as her pussy writhes around your dick. She’s milking out every drop of cum you have in your balls. But you know you’re going to produce more. There’s something special about this place.

It is schoolgirl heaven.

You fire the last of your cum into her pussy. Panting, you lean back in your chair. She mewls in delight and leans over the desk. She’s gasping and whimpering, her pussy’s rippling slowing and then stopping. She forces herself to sit up.

“There,” she says. “I think I’m comfortable now, Ms. Braxton.”

“We’ll see,” the Black teacher says with a dangerous air. “Now, the Senate is always made up of two members from a state while the House of Representatives’ members are based on their state’s population. Different states having more or less depending on the results of the last census. Now the territories like Guam and Puerto Rico do get their own representatives, but they are non-voting members. They don’t count but can push for policies to help their territories out.”

You pant, savoring Terra’s pussy on your dick as Ms. Braxton continues her lecture. Your dick stays rock-hard through it while naughty ideas percolate through your mind. You have to put Terra through her paces. Find out how far she’ll go.

She’s already in trouble with Juliana, but can you make it worse?

Bree keeps glancing at you. She’s interested in what you’ll make Terra do next. Civics is boring. Ms. Braxton is just lecturing on the subject with no real passion. She’s not coming alive at all. You need to fix that.

“Terra,” you whisper.

“Yes, Master?” she responds softly.

“…can veto any law that Congress passes,” says Ms. Braxton. “Now, the legislative branch can overrule the president with a two-thirds majority, also known as a supermajority.”

“Ms. Braxton looks like she needs some livening up,” you say.

“Mmm, she sure is making this dull.”

“Can anyone tell me why congress would pass a law they know the president will veto? Especially a law they know they won’t get a supermajority on?” Ms. Braxton asks.

“Crawl to her and lick her pussy,” you whisper.

Terra rises off your cock with a purring, “Yes, Master.”

“Terra, do you wish to contribute?” Ms. Braxton asks with some skepticism.

“As a political statement,” says Terra as her pussy pops off your dick. “They’re telling their supporters and the country where they stand. It can be used to force the president to take political heat if it’s an unpopular stand he’s taking.”

Ms. Braxton nods. “Politics is about statements and perception more than reality and…” She trails off as Terra falls to her knees and crawls forward. “Um, Terra?”

“Yes, Ms. Braxton,” the naughty girl asks, her rump swaying beneath her schoolgirl skirt. Your cum dribbles down her thighs, thick and creamy.

“What are you doing?”

“Why, helping to cheer you up,” says Terra. “You look so angry and you’re not putting any passion into your lecture. I thought this could help.”

Terra reaches the teacher and thrusts her hands and head up beneath the Black woman’s skirt. The entire class gasps. The girls in the back, Bree included, stand up to watch the sight. Ms. Braxton’s eyes bulge.

“Terra!” Then the teacher shoots her gaze to you.

You stand up and give a shrug and an innocent look.

You watch Terra drag down the teacher’s cream-colored panties, pulling them out from beneath the dark skirt. Then the teacher gasps. She shudders, her face twisting in pleasure as you know Terra is going to town on her.

Ms. Braxton groans. Her head throws back as she moans out her pleasure. She wiggles her hips from side to side. She moans as she grinds her face on your sex slave’s mouth. The Black teacher shudders, her large breasts jiggling in her bra.

As the rest of the girls in the class watch in shock and amusement, you move behind Bree. The green-haired girl glances behind her. Curiosity flares in her green eyes. A smile plays on her lips as she glances down at your cock.

“I believe I owe you a good ass-fucking,” you say. “And, look, Terra’s got my dick all nice and lubed for you.”

“Why, boyo, I believe you are right.” She bends down, planting her palms on her desk. Her tartan, schoolgirl skirt rustles about her upper thighs, the cloth draped over her cute rump thrust out at you.

You flip up her skirt and grin. Her panties have vanished. She must have lost them during the lunch hour. You smile and part her butt-cheeks. There’s her asshole, brown and waiting for your cock. As Ms. Braxton gasps out in delight, you spit.

You saliva lands right on Bree’s sphincter. She moans, her butt-cheeks flexing against your fingers holding them apart. You smile at that and then bring your cock forward. You’re so eager to pop your dick into her bowels and fuck her hard.

She gasps as you press your dick right against her asshole. A wild shudder runs through her. She whimpers, rubbing her asshole against your dick. The pleasure spills down your cock to your balls. You grin and push forward.

“Boyo!” she whimpers.

“Terra! Terra!” Ms. Braxton groans. “You little slut. You are going to be in so much trouble.”

“Uh-huh!” moans Juliana, her eyes locked forward along with the rest of the girls.

You slide your cock into Bree’s asshole. The hot, tight, delicious sheath engulfs your dick. You smile, watching the teacher wiggling her hips from side to side, grinding her pussy on Terra’s mouth. You savor Bree’s bowels. Inch after inch of your dick vanishes into her.

You bottom out in Bree. You wrap your arms around her and squeeze her tits through her blouse. No bra on, either. Your feel her nipples through as you draw back your hips. She whimpers, her asshole clinging down to your cock.

“Oh, yes, yes, that’s it!” the teacher moans. “You naughty slut.”

“Perhaps, Ms. Braxton, you should lift your skirt so that I might witness fully her naughty behavior,” moans the wicked Juliana. “So I can punish her properly.”

“Horny slut,” you growl, pumping your dick back into Bree’s asshole.

“Right?” she gasps.

Ms. Braxton raises up her skirt. She exposes Terra’s head, her half-black and half-red hair braided together. The girl is licking at the Black teacher’s furred muff. Your slave is going to town on her. You groan and slam into Bree’s asshole.

She shudders, her hips wiggling. She stirs her bowels around your dick, giving you all that stimulation you crave. It’s wonderful to enjoy. Just a delight that’s going to have you cumming. You’re going to be pumping your jizz into her tight asshole. It’ll be just a treat. You’ll love every moment to fit.

“Yes, yes, yes!” moans Ms. Braxton. “Get that tongue in my pussy and… Ooh, are you going to finger my asshole, too.”

“Naughty lust,” Juliana moans, her hips rocking back and forth. Her hand’s moving in a suggestive manner. Is she masturbating?

Several of the other girls are, including Magdalena. Your fellow Angel glances back at you and winks. You grin back at her as you plunder Bree’s asshole with harder and harder strokes. You ream out her asshole.

She groans, squeezing that tight anal sheath around your dick. She feels incredible. You’re going to dump so much cum into her. Just fill her asshole with your cum. You fuck the first sexy member of your harem hard.

You pound her with powerful strokes. You fuck her with hard strokes. Your dick buries to the hilt in her. You slam hard. Deep. She gasps, bucking in your arms. She humps against your dick, moaning as you sodomize her hard. Fast.

You pound her asshole.

It’s amazing.

You love every second of it. Every moment of it. Every last stroke into her cunt. You pump away at her. You fuck that tight ass with prowess. You’re fucking with such powerful strokes. It’s such a treat to bugger Bree.

“Oh, yes, finger my asshole, slut!” moans Ms. Baxter. “I’m going to drown you!”

“Drown her,” Krystal moans. The punkish girl is grinding her pussy on the corner of her desk.

“Yes, yes, flood her mouth!” gasps Kyung. The Korean girl looks like she has both hands beneath her skirt, frigging away at her cunt.

The moans and gasps in the room build and build. You love it. You fuck faster and faster into your lover’s asshole. You pinch her nipples. You twist them. Her anal sheath massages your cock. She’s bringing you hurtling to the brink of your orgasm.

That pressure swells at the tip of your cock. She whimpers, her hips pumping back into you. Your crotch smacks her skirt bunched up around her rump. Your balls swing into her taint. The smack of flesh is lost to the pants and moans.

The other eight girls are all whimpering and groaning. Darcie has her head thrown back as she whimpers. Posy reaches behind her and lifts her skirt. You glimpse the pale panties she has on. She shoves her hand down them and starts frigging her asshole.

“Fuck!” you groan, thrusting harder and harder.

“Oh, that’s it!” gasps Ms. Braxton. “You naughty slut. That’s it. You’re going to drown in my juices. Keep licking me right there.”

“Drown her!” you growl, slamming hard into Bree’s asshole.

“Yes!” she gasps and then her asshole spasms around you.

She’s cumming. Her head throws back, her bowels rippling around your thrusting dick. You plunge into her over and over again. You slam to the hilt in her, savoring that hot, tight, velvety asshole gripping your dick.

The heady rush of pleasure shoots over you. It’s an amazing thrill. You savor it as you bugger her asshole hard. You slam to the hilt in her. You bury over and over again into spasming bowels as other girls whimper.

“Slut!” gasps Ms. Braxton. Her body bucks. She’s cumming.

Terra’s licking up her cunt-cream, her hips wiggling from side to side. You groan and slam into Bree’s heavenly asshole. That wonderful sheath sends you over the edge. You grunt and spurt your cum hard and fast into her.

The powerful blasts slam bliss into your mind. You savor it. You quiver there, loving every moment of the pleasure that ripples over your mind. You revel in it, grunting with each eruption while Ms. Braxton howls her head off.

“Yes, yes, yes, so wicked!” moans Juliana, clearly orgasming herself.

“Hot!” gasps Krystal, trembling against the desk edge.

“Ooh, I love it!” Magdalena moans.

You growl, dumping the last of your cum into Bree’s asshole. You shudder and then rip your cock out of her bowels. Buzzing from your bliss, you shove your cock into your pants and zip up. You step to the side of her. She lets her skirt fall.

“Oh, god, that’s good,” Ms. Braxton moans. “Mmm, you are a wicked thing, Terra.”

“I know, Ms. Braxton,” Terra says, looking back at you. She’s got her face smeared in pussy cream.

Ms. Braxton glances at you. She shakes her head ever so slightly. She knew you were fucking Bree, but you got done in time to keep from getting caught. The other girls are pulling hands out from beneath their skirts.

“Okay, okay, sit down,” Ms. Braxton orders. “We still have ten minutes.

You sit down in your seat. Terra crawls up. You nod to the empty desk beside yours. She grins and takes it, her lips smeared in pussy cream. She smiles in delight as Ms. Braxton finishes talking about the various parts of the executive branch and the judicial branch.

“Okay, I think we’ve learned enough today,” says Ms. Braxton, still a little breathy. She gives Terra a hard glance. “I want you all to read chapter two. We’re going to discuss it tomorrow and, hopefully, Terra can remember that even if she’s our guest’s slut, she still has to follow the rules.”

“Sorry, Ms. Braxton,” Terra says as she squirms beside you.

The teacher shakes her head. Then she glances at you, pursing her lips. There’s some amusement in her eyes. “I really should have you punished, too, son, but she did do the acts…”

You wink at the teacher.

She sighs. “What class are you going to take next? I need to make sure you’re not just skipping all the difficult stuff for electives.”

“I’m here, aren’t I?”

“He skipped them all for electives,” says Bree. “I’ll get him to Advanced Bio and then to English.”

“I don’t get a choice?” you ask.

“No senior English class is offered during fifth period,” says Ms. Braxton. If you need that and your science…” She shrugs. “Looks like your schedule’s set for the rest of the day.”

“My schedule,” Bree coos. “Ooh, I’m in your harem and I get to be in every class with you. Boyo, you must got it bad for me.”

“You’re definitely special,” you say.

“Come with me, Terra,” Juliana says as she stands up. “You have to be disciplined. I can’t believe you did all of that.”

“I had to,” Terra says, giving you a glance. “It made him happy. And it wasn’t anything major I broke.”

“Still, you have to be spanked.” Juliana thrusts her blouse at her. “Put that on. It’s going to be five spankings.”

Terra shrugs and smiles at you. “Worth it.”

You nod your head slowly. It might have been worth it to her to break those rules, but will she go further? Can you trust her to help you break a really important rule, or will she stay loyal to the inquisition squad?

What do you think?

To be continued…

If you enjoyed the story, support me on Patreon!

I have released a part 43 of the revamped Devil’s Pact on Smashwords. Read this post for more information if you’re interested!