Misc. Erotica Teacher Blackmailed ( copied from Net )

[hirarandi]

"Ok, Summer, wake up darling. I have to start trimming these beautiful locks as your master has directed," Midge whispered into the still drowsy teacher's ear.

With that, Midge adjusted the chair causing Summer to sit more upright and in the same motion, Midge twirled the styling chair around to face the window again. Once she had Summer properly positioned, Midge opened her drawer and extracted the remote control for the black egg that she had been told was buried deep inside the teacher's pussy.

Summer was then able to see her newly manicured fingernails. "Oh my God, what happened to my fingernails," Summer asked. Continuing, "They are so long, I might poke myself in the eyes applying my make-up."

"Don't worry Summer, your master wanted you to have long nails to make it more difficult for you to stroke your clit. These longer nails will require you to be more cautious," Midge said matter-of-factly.

Summer looked down and saw that each of her toenails had been painted the bright red that matched the polish of her almost dagger like finger nails. Gone were her weekly manicured French tip styled toenails and they had been replaced by stripper style red polish. The open toes of each of her platform heels only provided a more provocative appearance for Summer's toes.

Just then Midge flicked the switch and the egg jumped to life in Summer's pussy. Midge noticed an immediate sharp intake of air by the teacher. "Now, just relax Summer as I give you a new style as demanded by your young master. Don't jump around as I make my cuts as I would hate to disappoint Todd with a report that you were not cooperative," Midge told the now fully alert teacher.

As Summer became adjusted to the light coming in through the exterior window, she saw her legs were spread wide because they were still in the platform that was utilized by the manicurist and her skirt was raised up to her panty covered pussy. She carefully moved her hands to her hem and made an effort to pull the tight garment back down for some modesty. Her actions were met with an immediate finger flick to her neck rebuke from the stylist, "I told you to be still," came Midge's harsh words.

"But Midge, my skirt is up too high and anyone looking in your window will be able to see my panties," Summer said.

"Summer, I don't give a shit if someone sees your panties. All I know is that I have a job to do and your FULL cooperation is required," Midge said. Continuing, "If I need to call your master I will."

"No Midge, I promise to be good, I just would like to cover myself some is all," Summer pleaded.

Summer's comment was met with silence from Midge. Summer felt her hair being pulled up over head and then she heard the snip of Midge's scissors. Summer saw a length of almost six inches of her hair land on her legs. Summer's eyes welled with tears as she realized that her beautiful long brunette hair that she had been growing for years was suddenly being shorn from her head. Summer noticed that some of the lengths being cut had highlighted streaks of a color white. Summer was shocked to think that her hair had taken on a light streaked look and would now be cut off.

Summer's despair was suddenly interrupted when the vibrations from the egg buried deep in her pussy increased in their intensity. Summer's pussy grabbed at the egg and tried to control the vibrations. Summer pressed her thighs together trying to reduce the noise being emitted from her pussy because of the intensity of the vibration of the egg. But, Summer realized that the tighter she pressed her thighs together, the tighter her pussy walls tried to grip the egg. In doing this, the vibrations of the egg only intensified the stimulation of her pussy. Summer soon found herself grinding her ass down into the styling chair as her body was reacting to the egg's stimulation. Summer also had to be careful not to move her head lest she suffer Midge's wrath who held scissors in her hands.

Midge noticed that Summer had gotten quieter and she also noticed how her hips were beginning to grind into the chair. She knew it was time to increase the intensity of the egg's vibration, but she wanted to extend the teacher's humiliation for as long as she could.

Midge leaned down and with her free hand, she rubbed the top of Summer's breast as she purred into the teacher's ear, "So, Summer doesn't that egg feel good in your pussy. I bet the crotch of your panties is already wet with your pussy juices."

Summer just leaned her head back against the chair, closed her eyes and let the feeling of the egg run through her body. Summer noticed Midge's fingers gently rubbing the top of her breast and she audibly moaned from the pleasure of being touched by another person. The egg was pressing against the walls of her pussy and vibrating through-out her body. Summer's hips involuntarily began to push harder against the seat of the styling chair while Midge continued to stroke the top of her breast.

Summer was not aware that Midge's actions were causing the white tube top to slowly begin to work its way over her nipples. In a matter of seconds, Summer's left nipple was fully visible with the bar bell piercing clearly visible. The top of the tube top rested just below the piercing in Summer's left nipple and it caused the nipple to hang lewdly for anyone to see.

Midge stopped playing with Summer at that point and went back to her job of giving the teacher the new look her master wanted. Midge was feeling sorry for the teacher because with each snip of the scissors, months of care and growth were chopped away.

Summer's body was moving closer to orgasm with each minute that the egg was vibrating in her pussy. Midge had adjusted the setting on the egg to be intermittent, which caused both pleasure and frustration for the teacher. Summer pressed her hips downward and involuntarily her hips also pressed back up so that she was producing a fucking motion in the styling chair with her hair falling around her body, her left nipple supported by the top portion of the tube top and the humiliation of being seen by anyone that walked by was edging Summer to the brink of another very public orgasm.

Midge watched as the teacher's body was betraying her. Midge was amazed that even though she was in a very public place, the teacher seemed to be oblivious to her surroundings. It looked to Midge that Summer wanted to cum and the situation only heightened her need to reach an orgasm.

As Midge worked around the teacher's head, she continued to make sure that the cut met just onto or just above Summer's shoulders. Todd had been specific in saying that the cut should be short enough to reveal her sexy neck and the new piercings she would be receiving in her ears on Sunday. Midge also knew that Todd intended on placing a permanent mark on the teacher's neck that would reflect his ownership of the teacher. So, Midge paid particular attention to the hair that ran down the back of the neck of the teacher.

"Alright Summer, I need you to lean forward and hold very still as I am going to work on the back of your hair. Your young master has a specific cut in mind and I cannot afford to make him mad and neither can you," Midge said to the writhing teacher.

As Summer leaned forward she felt the vibrations intensify from the egg. In the bent forward position, Summer's pussy was pushed down harder against the seat of the styling chair and her legs were forced open slightly.

A man walking by the store was captivated by the scene. He stopped with his bags of fishing gear that he had just purchased and stood to watch the stylist working on the head of the bent over woman. He noticed that the woman's left nipple hung suspended out of her top and that her red panties were quite visible.

As the man watched, Midge finished chopping off almost seven inches of the teacher's brunette, highlighted hair. She believed that the length would meet with Todd's approval as the tip of her hair now only reached to the base of her neck. Midge could imagine the location of the MT tattoo and she believed that it would only be visible if Summer carelessly flipped her hair, if she were to wear it up in a bun or if she were made to wear it in a ponytail.

Midge leaned Summer back up straight and began to blow dry the teacher's now brightly highlighted hair. You could tell that she was a brunette, but just barely. Midge turned up the volume on the vibrating egg and whispered to Summer, "Slide your fingers up to your pussy and let's see if your pussy is wet."

"Please don't make me do that Midge. That guy is looking in the window and I don't want to perform for him," Summer begged.

Summer's statement was met with a slight tug of her hair by the stylist. Summer's hands had been in her lap as she had tried to achieve some modesty, but with such a short skirt it was impossible to hide her panties from public view. Summer felt the vibrating egg begin to increase and then decrease in its intensity. Summer's body was reacting to each change in intensity with either a call for more intensity or craving the intensity to return. Summer was approaching the point of no return as her body was being edged closer and closer to orgasm. Her mind was telling her that it was wrong and to stop, but the walls of her pussy as well as her erect clit told her otherwise.

Summer slowly spread her legs ever so slightly, and almost unnoticed ran the fingers of her right hand up to the front of her panties. "Touch your crotch Summer, Todd wants to know if you are wet," came Midge's instructions.

Summer suddenly felt something being attached to her left nipple. She did not realize that the nipple had worked its way out of her top. Summer looked down and she saw that Midge had attached a large hair clip to her nipple and it was causing the nipple to be pulled downwards as is was attached to her nipple behind the piercing. The man outside noticed the stylist's move and watched intently as the big hair clip closed shut around the base of the customer's nipple.

Summer looked up from her nipple and out the window. Her eyes met those of the man with the shopping bags. She looked at him as he watched her fingers trace the crotch of her panties. To be able to reach her crotch, Summer of course had to spread her legs and slide forward in the chair. This action, caused her skirt to rise even further up her body and the hem of the skirt was now even with her pussy. Summer continued to look in the man's eyes as her fingers found the slit of her pussy. She felt the vibration of the egg become steady and hard. Midge reached down and with her middle finger, she flicked the end of the hair clip with caused it to pull harshly on Summer's nipple.

"Are you wet Summer," Midge asked.

"Yes Midge I am wet," came the teacher's reply.

"Let me see your finger Summer," Midge said.

Without further instructions, Summer pulled her fingers away from her panties and raised them up so that Midge could see her juices on her fingers. The man outside noticed what Summer was doing and also saw that Summer did not attempt to close her legs which gave him a direct view of her panty covered pussy and he could just make out what he thought was a ring piercing peeking out of the material of the sheer thong material.

"Ok Summer spread your legs further, put your fingers back on your clit and give that man a show," Midge ordered as she lowered the back of the styling chair lining summer's exposed panties directly in a line to the man standing outside looking through the window.

Summer hesitated, Midge leaned down, grabbed the hair clip and turned it ever so slightly pulling the nipple as it was twisted. Midge did not stop turning the clip until she saw Summer's hand slid between her legs. The fingers of Summer's right hand found her erect clit poking against the thin material of the crotch of her thong. Her body reacted immediately to the stimulation of her nipple being tortured by the stylist, her fingers on her clit, the vibrating egg stimulating her body and the eyes of the stranger looking in the window. The egg jumped to its highest intensity, Midge twisted the hair clip more strongly and Summer's fingers began to rub her clit in earnest. "Open your eyes and look at him Summer," Midge whispered.

Midge put her free hand on Summer's cheek and pushed her ever so slightly towards the man's eyes. Summer watched as her eyes met his and then she watched as the man lowered his eyes to see her hand manipulating her clit. The vibrating egg in her pussy was pushing Summer ever closer to the orgasm her body craved. Summer stared straight ahead as Midge manipulated her into a humiliating show of exhibitionism as she rubbed her clit and continued to spread her legs wider with each manipulation of her clit.

The man's eyes were staring directly at Summer's fingers as they stroked her clit feverishly. Summer pushed back against the styling chair, pressed her knees outward until they found the edges of the chair's upholstery and her body erupted in orgasm. She tried to conceal the squeals that were slipping out of her mouth, but to no avail. Several customers turned their heads to see Midge leaning over her client with her mini skirt pulled up as her hand played with her pussy as it pressed up against the back of the chair. Summer's whole body shook as the orgasm rocked it while being watched by the complete stranger.

As Summer's body calmed down, the vibration of the egg also started to slow until it went motionless. Summer removed her fingers from her panties, pulled her skirt down as best she could and then reached up to take the hair clip off of her nipple. Summer pulled the white tube top back in place knowing that her erect nipples were clearly visible.

"That was some show Summer. Maybe one day I will get you all to myself with Todd's approval," Midge cooed.

Summer shivered at the thought of serving Midge. She had felt her hot body pressing against her as well as the chair while she forced Summer to stroke her clit. Summer wondered if Midge came at the same time as she did.

"Alright Summer. Are you ready to see your new style," Midge asked.

"Not really Midge. I am afraid of what I might see," Summer replied.

With that, Midge released the brake on the chair, raised the chair back to the upright position and slowly turned Summer to face the big mirror of her station. The man on the outside gave one final look and then walked away frustrated with the hard-on that pressed against the front of his pants. He was sure that he had seen the woman in the styling chair before, but he could not place her.

Summer did not want to look. She knew that her long tresses were gone and she knew that her husband was going to be terribly disappointed. He had always wanted Summer to grow her hair long and she had been working on this length for several years. Now, in a moment of time, her hair style had been changed by her young master. Summer's eyes welled up in tears. The view in the mirror was one of a stranger.

Her hair no longer cascaded over her shoulders and down her back. Gone were the slight natural curls of her brunette hair replaced by a jagged cute that looked like the style of the young women she had seen on the news who had been caught walking the streets. The highlights only made her hair look that much more out of line for a style of a woman her age. Summer noticed that only just little bits of her hair touched her shoulders and the back of her neck. She had always liked the feeling of full coverage of her neck and shoulders by her brunette locks because it gave her a feeling of conservative appearance. But now, they were gone replaced by a style that she felt like it belonged on the streets!

"Don't worry Summer. Your new style meets the desires of your young master, so you should be happy that you are pleasing him. Here, take this controller, my invoice and make your way to the front desk. You are to pay the invoice, please pay Melanie's also. Once done, you are to then walk down the street to Meehan's and sit at the bar. Once you are in Meehan's you are to order an Irish whiskey and a draft beer. Sit there patiently until your master joins you. You are not allowed to drink your drinks until your master tells you to do so," the stylist said.

With that, Summer was pulled out of the chair and nudged by Midge's palm towards the front area of the store. Summer felt every eye on her. She glanced to her side and saw the full profile of her outfit as well as her new hairstyle. She almost did not recognize herself. At that moment, Summer realized the full extent of her submission and the humiliation at being displayed only caused her pussy to continue to moisten.

Summer walked unsteadily to the front desk. The heels were difficult for her to walk in anyways, but with the tight fitting, short skirt stretched across her thighs, Summer was only able to make short clicking steps across the salon's floor.

When Summer reached the front desk, she noticed that the lobby was full of customers. She could see how they each looked at her and Summer could see the look of disgust from the older customers. The younger customers were staring at Summer's breasts as her nipples continued to try and poke holes in the thin material of the white tube top.

Summer was handed the final tally and she was shocked. Not only had she been charged with color, cut and styling, but she also had to pay for Melanie Hart's hair treatment, coloring, styling and cut. Her total for the day was over $400. She was being made to pay for her humiliating style as well as the styling of one of her students. Her young master must know that this was potentially a big problem for Summer if the college found out about her paying for the student. Then Summer wondered if Melanie's mother, Sandra Wilson, would become problematic.

As the credit card machine spit out the receipt, Summer leaned forward on the counter to sign the form. Summer was not really paying attention, but by leaning onto the counter, the hem of her skirt was being raised up to almost the cheeks of her ass. One of the young girls pretended to accidently drop her purse and while bending over to retrieve it got a great view of Summer's ass cheeks. The teenage girl was able to see the thin strip of sheer red material that ran in between the teacher's cheeks. Summer turned to exit the salon and she saw the young girl whispering none too quietly to her friend and they both giggled.

Summer was relieved to be out of the salon. But, she saw that Meehan's was on the other side of the center, which meant that she would have to walk by the golf shop and fishing gear store. The tall open toed, ankle strapped stripper heels would not allow her to walk at a brisk pace. The tight skirt prevented Summer from taking long strides due to its short length and tight fitting around her upper thighs. Summer prayed that she could keep her balance and not fall flat on her face on the side walk where the whole world could see her exposed ass.

Summer walked every so gingerly across the parking lot of the center. She did not want to be jostled by the patrons on the sidewalks as they looked in the windows of the shops. With each step, the egg buried deep in her pussy felt like it was going to slip out. This made Summer close her thighs tightly together and attempt to grip the egg with the slippery walls of her pussy. These actions caused Summer to sway her hips almost lewdly to accomplish the effort of keeping the egg inside her dripping wet pussy. Also, Summer did not want to be seen by all the men who were the two sporting goods stores.

She finally made to Meehan's without an incident. Summer walked straight to the bar and took one of the stools that was farthest from the front door. Summer sat with her back to the door. Sitting was quite an effort because the skirt rode up several inches as she hiked herself up on the stool and Summer could feel the cool of the wood seat on the back of her legs as well as the bottom of her ass cheeks.