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It had been the longest schoolday ever. All I could think about was the blowjob I'd given Mr. Hurzog the day before, and how badly I wanted to please him again. I kept hoping that he'd pull me aside, and find a secluded room for me to suck his cock in, but every time I saw him, he just smiled. Had I disappointed him? Had he lost interest? I'd have to wait and see after school.

When the bell finally rang, I told my friends I was staying behind to get my homework done. This wasn't unusual for me, and so nobody questioned it. Then, I went to Mr. Hurzog 's class, and my Herat sank - The lights were out, and the door was locked. Had he forgotten about me? Did he no longer want me? Had I disappointed him somehow? Just then, I felt a hand on my shoulder. It was Mr. Hurzog. He leaned in and whispered "What an eager little slut you are. Good. Are you ready to please me?". "Yes, sir." I replied. He unlocked the door, and told me to leave my things, and follow him. He lead me all the way to the first floor, where the lost and found repository was. It was still early, so there were students from various extra curricular clubs still milling about. He made a show of telling me that if my lost item was found, it would be here, before unlocking the door, and letting us in. Once inside, he locked it behind us. He moved me to the back, away from the door in case anyone eavesdropped, and said "I'm going to make you mine today. And I want you to dress up for the occasion. Have you ever worn girl's clothes?". "No, sir." "Well, I'm going to make you mine, and I want you dressed like a little slut when I do it, so we'll pick out some clothes. I came in earlier, and put all the things I'd like to see you in, in one box. Pick things out, and see if they fit.". There was a surprising amount of clothing, especially panties and bras. Weird nobody ever claimed them. I started rummaging through the box. The idea of wearing any of the items made me insanely horny. I found a short, pleated black skirt that looked like it would fit. I pulled it on over my pants, and it was just right. I was slim, so many of the items were likely to fit. Next, I found a matching pink bra and thong. The bra was lace with underwire, and I slipped it on over my shirt, and reached around back to see if I could hook the clasp. I could. The thong was the same lace, and I held it up to my crotch, pulling the edges to my hips, to see if it would fit. It looked like it would. Lastly, Mr Hurzog handed me some white, thigh high stockings, a white sweater, and some bright red lipstick. "You'll be a pretty little slut in that.", he said looking at my selections. " Now, stuff it all under you shirt, and let's go back to my class room."

His classroom was on the fourth floor, and when we got there, it was devoid of any other students or teachers. He unlocked the door, turned on the lights at the far end, over his desk, closed and locked the door behind us, and closed the shutters. " There, now me and my slut can be alone. Take off your clothes." I did as commanded, and took all my clothes off, leaving them in a pile on a desk. He examined me from head to toe. "You're not very hairy. That's good. The stockings will cover you leg hair, but I'll want you to shave in the future. And shave your pubes into a neat little triangle, and shave your balls clean. Understood?" "Yes sir!" I replied eagerly. "Good. Now put the slut clothes on." I put the thong on first, but my cock wasn't being help in place, so ai tucked it and my balls between my legs. Next, I put the bra on. It fit, despite being a bit snug. I had no chest hair, so with each item I added, I looked more feminine. Next were the stockings. Sliding them on made me feel,sensual and slutty. Next were the skirt and sweater. The skirt fit perfectly, and hung just a few inches below my ass. It was likely confiscated for violating school dress code, which only served to make me feel slurries. The sweater was cropped, exposing the midriff, and hung off one shoulder. All that was left now, was the lipstick, there was no mirror in the room, so I did it by feel, certain that if I botched it, Mr. Hurzog would tell me. When I was done, he appraised me, and nodded. " I like how my slut looks. Do you feel sexy, slut?" "Very much so, sir, and eager to be used. How do you want me to please you today?" I asked. He took my hand, and lead me to his desk.

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At his desk, he took hold of me, and started kissing me, while reaching under the sweater and bra to pinch my nipple with his right hand, while his left went up my skirt. He grabbed my ass, and then held it in such a way that his index was over my hole. He pressed gently and ran it around my rim. He was making me crazy with desire, my cock got so hard it couldn't stay tucked, and I knew he could feel it pressed against him. He stopped kissing me, smiled, and told me to turn and face the desk. He pushed my shoulders down so I was crosswise across it, on my stomach. He told me to tuck my cock under, so I pulled it onto the desk. Now I was across the desk, my head hanging over one side, my ass ready to be fucked, if he so desired, on the other. " I told you I was going to make you mine today. Do you want to know what that means?" " Yes, sir. But it won't matter. I'm yours to do with as you please." And I meant it. I wanted to be his, badly. To please him over and over. " Are you sure? This is your last chance to bow out. If you do, I'll understand, but I'll be disappointed and we'll never get together like this again." Oh God no! I didn't want that at all! " I'm sure sir! Please, make me yours!" I begged, " I'll do whatever you want! Just please let me be your slut!". "Ok. If you're sure." and with that, he removed his belt, and folded it in half. I knew what was coming next, and it excited me. He lifted my skirt, and fondled my ass for a few seconds, before whipping my ass with the belt. It wasn't gentle, but it wasn't painful either. It stung, and aroused me. I couldn't help bu let out a small moan. "Slut likes that, does she?" He was calling me 'she' now. It made me even hornier. "Good. Repeat after me: I want to be Mr. Hurzog 's little slut. So badly, a I would beg on my hands and knees.". I repeated his words verbatim, and he whipped me again. "I will do whatever he says, whenever he says to do it, and enjoy it." Again I repeated, and again he whipped me. I was so horny now, I couldn't wait for him to use me in whatever way he intended. " I will belong to Mr. Hurzog, and only him. I will not be with girls, and will only ever be with a man if Mr. Hurzog commands me to." Once more I repeated, and once more he whipped me. " Good girl," he said, "Now it's time to please me. Are you ready, slut?" " Yes sir!" I replied eagerly.

He moved around to the side of the desk my head was on, undid his pants, and reached in and pulled out his cock. It was already quite hard, but it could stand to be harder still. "Open your mouth,", he said, "I need it good and wet." I did as commanded, and he slid it in a little bit, then said " If you did yesterday's homework, this won't be a problem. If you didn't and you gag, It's the belt for you until you get it right!" and with that, he slid his cock all the way in. I had practised before going to be, and had gotten so good, I didn't gag at all any more. He held it there for a long time, then pulled it out, and thrust it back in, holding it there. A bit again, before, starting to fuck my mouth. I was so pleased I could do exactly what he wanted, how he wanted. " what a good little cocksucker you are. And after only one day. She'll be excellent at pleasing her master in no time." Yes, I was his slut slave now, and I loved it. He could do anything he wanted to me, as long as he praised e, and let me know I pleased him. " Ok, I'm wet enough. Now for the most important part of making you mine." And he pulled his cock, and walked around to the other side of the desk.

once there, he spread my cheeks with one hand, and positioned his cock with the other. For the first time ever, I felt the head of a cock pressed against my right hole, and I loved it! "Now I'm going to fuck my slut, cum in her tight pussy, and she'll be mine forever. Does my slut want that?" My head was swimming, my heart was pounding, and my cock was throbbing. He was going to fuck me and make me his. "Oh please please master, yes! I want your cock in my pussy!I want your cum! Make me yours!" And he did. He slid his head in slowly, and once it was in, he held it there a few seconds to stretch me out. The feeling was divine. He lifted my skirt up onto my back, grabbed hold of my hips, and slid his cock all the way in. It hurt, but felt amazing at the same time. He started to fuck me, driving his hard cock deep into my tight hole. In no time, the pain was gone, Andy only the pleasure remained, and I started to moan. "Slut likes being fucked, I see. Good, because this won't be the last time." " Yes! Oh master yes! I love your cock inside me! Being fucked by you makes me feel so good. I want you to fuck my pussy and cum in it often!". He started thrusting faster, and I heard him start to moan. I was so pleased with myself, for getting him so aroused! He pushed deeper than he ever had, and with a moan, shot his cum into my ass-pussy, thrusting with every shot. I could feel it in me, a warmth deep inside. "Now, you're truly my little slut." he proclaimed, "but we're not done yet.". He slid his cock out, and walked back over to where my head was. I was surprised at how hard he still was. Rock hard in fact! He sat in his chair, and told me to come get on my knees. But, he warned, if I let any of his cum leak from my hole, he'd be very disappointed! Wanting to prove to him that I could do anything he asked, I clenched, the checked to make sure nothing was coming out. It wasn't. I focused on clenching as I walked, wanting to keep every drop of his precious cum in me, and went and knelt in front of him.

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On my knees in front of him, I looked up into his eyes and asked " What does Masted want his little slut to do now?" "Taste yourself." he answered. "My cock is still hard, and you're not done until it isn't. So suck it!" I was surprised that I wasn't disgusted at the prospect of putting a cock, that had just cum in my ass, in my mouth. In fact, I was excited. I was aroused beyond words at the notion of not just being his slut, but being his dirty slut. I licked and slurped his cock, tasting his cum, and my ass. I made sure I was still clenching hard enough to keep his cum in, and then started sucking in earnest. I sucked, sliding it all the way in, and all the way out, loving the idea that every inch had just been in my ass-pussy. It seemed I was a natural at deepthroating, because I could do it with ease already. I loved taking all the way in, then bobbing there a bit. This seemed to really please him, so I kept doing it, using my tongue to lick his root and balls. He put his hands on my head, and pushed in deeper. He started to moan, and throb, and thrust. I wanted his cum so badly. With one final thrust, he rewarded me with another hot load. There was quite a bit more than I expected, but that just meant more to savour. As he had yesterday, he shot the first load down the back of my throat, the pulled out a bit and finished in my mouth. I waited until I was sure no more was coming, then, holding his cock in my hand, I opened my mouth, and squeezed the last few drops in, kissing and licking his head clean. I looked up at him, and could tell he was really pleased. "You've been such a good little slut, I have a final reward for you. An award for passing your tests, and becoming mine." " But master, your cum, and knowing I please you is enough. I don't need anything else." "Are you saying no, slut?" Oh no, I didn't want to screw this up! "No, sir! I'm yours! I'll take whatever you give me!" "Good. But first, let's be sure my cum is still in your tight pussy. Bend over and grab your ankles. I rose, bent over, and grabbed my ankles. He spread my cheeks, and touched my hole with his finger. "Dry. Good. My girl is keeping all my cum in her. Don't move." I heard him open a desk drawer, and get something from a paper bag. "This is to make sure it stays in there, and to keep you loose in case I ever want to fuck you fast." I felt something press against my hole, the, as he pushed it in further, it got wider, until it suddenly narrowed again, allowing my tight ass-pussy to tighten around it. " That's a butt plug." he said, " And my slut will wear it all the time. And don't think of cheating, because I'll check when you least expect it. And you'll keep wearing that thong. At home, at school. We'll get you some more slut clothes, but until then, you'll wear this one." And with that, he did his pants up, and started gathering his things. I took my cue, and went and got dressed as well, making sure to let him see that I was keeping the thong on. I folded the rest and put it in my bag. He asked if I wanted a lift again, and I nodded. Together we went to his car.

It was dark out, and there were few cars on the streets. We were stopped at a stop light, when he he turned to me and asked if I was enjoying having his cum, and the buttplug in my pussy. "Very much. I love knowing I please you so much you cum in me, and keeping it there both reminds me of how much I love pleasing you, and how I'll get to feel you in me again soon." That seemed to have an effect. " sooner than you think."he said, taking my hand and putting it on his crotch. " Jerk me off, and keep your mouth over the head , ready for when I cum. I was in heaven. I had his cum in ass, I'd given him a blowjob, and the buttplug was making me incredibly horny. Now, if I was lucky, he'd cum in my mouth again! I undid his fly just as the light turned green, and, adjusting my seatbelt so I could lean over and put my head in his lap, I started stroking his cock. I put my mouth over his head, and rolled my tongue over it while I stroked. We drove like this until we were a block from my house. " Ok, are you ready for more cum, slut?" "Mhmm " I mumbled, with his head still in my mouth. He moved my hand away, and started jerking himself off. He used his other hand to hold my head steady. He was using me, and I loved it. I never wanted him to cum anywhere but in me again! He squeezed his cock hard, thrust a few times, then shot his hot cum into my mouth. "Swallow, then stick your tongue out. You're going to get every last drop." I did as told, and he squeezed the last drops out, wiping them on my tongue. "Ok. You can go now." "When can I see you again, sir?" I asked. " You see me every day" he replied. My heart sank. I was already worrying he was done with me, and I so desperately wanted to service him for much longer. He was all I could think about. He must have seen the look on my face, because he said" I made you mine, and I plan on keeping, and using you for a long while. I was hoping we could spend the weekend together, at my place. Would you like that." I was ecstatic! A whole weekend pleasuring him! " Yes, sir! I would love that!" " Good, we can go shopping, and get you some more slutty clothes. I know a place where you can even try them on for me in the dressing room. And we'll buy you some makeup." The weekend suddenly couldn't come fats enough! " But because you've been so good, I'll tell you what: I have a free period tomorrow at the same time you do. Come to my class, and I'll be ready to cum in you. You'll just have to open your mouth, or pull your pants down, and bend over the desk again. Sound good?" " Yes, sir! Thank you sir! I look forward to it!". "Good. Now get home."

I exited the car, and walked into an empty home again. After some food and tv, I went to my room. I hid the skirt, bra, sweater and stockings in a spot only I knew about, and lay in bed, enjoying the feel of the lacy thong, and the buttplug. I drifted to sleep reliving all the pleasure I'd experienced today, thrilled to have been appropriated by Mr. Hurzog. I was his slutty property, and I was eager for him to use me more.