The Education of Ms. Lace

Locker Lesson

AN: In response to one review yes I know Ms. Lace doesn’t have a name but Ms. Lace is just hotter than really any other name I could give her. Plus again some patches of humor mean that though she’s being treated like crap they still respect her enough to use her last name, however thanks for bringing it up I may just give her a name later on. Remember if you don’t review I have no clue what to do, plus I’m uninspired even if it’s a bad review it’s still a review also ranking is a wonderful thing. Thank you again for taking time to read my stories. Also remember this story is fictional.


Jason had done it! Jason had kidnapped Amy and made her his locker slave. A locker slave is a slave whose main purpose is to pleasure her master between bells, lunch, before and after school. The locker slave stays in the locker twenty four seven and as you can guess it’s very uncomfortable and unsanitary.

For about one week Jason was pleased during school by Amy. Amy the beautiful boob beauty was gagged and bound with duct tape and always was naked. Now at first sensible people like Jim and Matt were worried that her parents would notice she was missing but yet nothing had been heard about her parents so far. Jason was starting to wonder if Amy even lived with her parents.

Anyway on Monday Jason screwed with Amy for a little while, fed her and then left her in the locker. “Sure you don’t need to go to the bathroom locker slut?” asked Jason. Amy simply shook her head and Jason closed the locker door.

About four hours later after everyone had left the school the janitors came up to the lockers and began to clean up. The Janitor’s names were Frank, Bob and Roy. Frank was the strongest of the trio he could easily lift over one hundred and fifty pounds and was the fastest as well. Bob was fat and ugly he weighed over 280lbs and had a very hairy chest and back. He constantly drooled and was rumored to jack off to thoughts of some of the teachers. Roy was the most handsome of the group however he wasn’t very smart and also was lazy.

“Hey Frank do you smell that?” asked Bob. “Smells like B.O.!” grimaced Roy. Frank looked around for the cause of the smell occasionally sniffing the air. Finally he found out it was coming from a locker. “Some kid must’ve left their dirty gym clothes in the locker. Amy heard the janitors and felt like this was a good chance to escape from Jason she missed her boyfriend’s cock and also she had to get to Sam Gaines to get some weed. Amy banged her head against the locker and Frank immediately heard it.

“Hey! I think somebody is in here!” proclaimed Frank as he pulled out the locker master key. “Stupid teenagers with their stupid pranks!” sighed Bob. Frank opened up the locker and gasped as Amy plopped out naked and bound. “What in the world?” asked Roy shocked.

Frank removed the masking tape and Amy thanked him then explained that Jason had locked her up to use her as a sex slave. “Well let’s take you to the janitorial office.” Suggested Bob as the trio led Amy downstairs to the janitorial office. Amy sat down on the couch in the office she wasn’t bound anymore but still naked. “Do you got any clothes?” asked Amy. “Sorry no.” replied Roy. “Hey can you give us your home number we need to call your parents and then the police.” Stated Bob as he walked over to the phone.

“I don’t have any parents.” Said Amy softly while looking away. “What do you mean?” asked Roy. “My parents gave me to an adoption center when I was really young, I ran away and joined up with Bruce my boyfriend he takes care of me along with his friend Sam Gaines.” Explained Amy. “This is very serious you can’t attend this school unless you have a legal guardian.” Said Frank as he reached for the phone.

“Who are you calling?”
“The school board they should know about this.”
“No! What if I told you some dirty information about Sean Smith?”
“The citizen of the year? What do you have that’s dirty on him?”
“I’ll only tell you if you let me go!”

The office erupted with laughter. Amy looked around confused. “What’s so funny?” asked Amy her heartbeat began to quicken and her breathing became stronger causing her humongous tits to heave up and down. “You aren’t going anywhere!” chuckled Bob. Amy realizing what was about to happen raced for the door but was caught by Frank. Frank grabbed her by the hair and pulled her back onto the couch. “Listen here slut! You don’t think we know about Sean Smith? We’ve been poker buddies with him for over a decade, seen sluts like you come and go!” hissed Frank.

“Go where?” asked a frightened Amy. “Why don’t you ask your master that when we take you to him!” chuckled Roy. Amy was about to scream when Bob gagged her with his penis. Amy disgusted by the sweaty rod that had found it’s way in her mouth spit it out. “That disgusting you filthy pig!” barked Amy as she wiped the penis sweat off her lips. “You’ll do as your told whore!” snapped Bob. Amy then unwillingly took the sweaty hairy cock into her mouth. Bob could tell Amy was quite skilled in the art of head. She knew exactly how to flick her tongue and move her lips at the perfect friction. Bob moaned and let his load loose into her mouth Amy spit it out disgusted with herself.

“Lick it up!” ordered Frank. Amy obeyed and licked up all the cum. “My turn my turn!” said Roy happily as he jumped up and down. Roy walked over to Amy and pushed her on the ground. Then maliciously stomped on her stomach, keeping his foot implanted on her trim belly Roy pulled out a lunch box. He opened up the box to reveal chicken three chicken fingers. “I bought em’ at lunch but couldn’t finish them.” Explained Roy. Then Roy pulled out some honey mustard and poured to entire bottle on Amy’s bountiful breasts.

“What re you doing?!” asked a terrified Amy. Roy then pulled out one chicken finger and wiped it in the canyon of Amy’s cleavage getting as much honey mustard as possible. He bit off half and then went back to the canyon. “Ewww! You double dipped!” grimaced Amy. Roy pulled out a second chicken finger as roughly went across Amy’s nipples getting off all the honey mustard and then eating it. “Whew, boy! These are the best chicken fingers I’ve ever eaten!” Roy ate the last chicken finger plain but then used his tongue to lick off all the sauce on Amy’s boobs. After getting every bit he passed on Amy to Frank.

“What to do?” asked Frank. Amy impatiently waited for the next bit of sexual torture that would be bestowed upon her. Frank snapped his fingers and then walked into the supply closet and brought out a mop and bucket. “Okay boys grab Amy and position her vagina right over the bucket. Amy wondered what Frank was planning but she stopped thinking about his plan once Frank inserted the end of the mop handle into her pussy. Amy screamed in pain and pleasure as the handle went further into her throbbing pussy. “No please stop!” begged Amy but Frank didn’t respond he just kept pushing the mop in further.

Once he had gotten the mop handle in as far as possible Frank twisted it around to excite Amy’s sexual nerves, reluctantly Amy climaxed into the bucket. She felt so ashamed; a mop had just violated her! However the humiliation wasn’t over Frank used the opposite end of the mop to soak up the cum that had landed in the bucket. Then cruelly he used the mop to spread all the cum onto Amy’s body soon there was barely a place left on her body not coated by her own fluids.

Crying Amy was driven to Sean’s house. The janitors explained everything and asked if they could rent her out once in a while. Sean agreed and led Amy to the basement. There she was chained to the wall as she wallowed in despair. While she had been humiliated she couldn’t help but notice that she actually liked it! There would be no need to break her she had come willingly! Sean told her that when slaves left that meant that they were sold or given to someone who needed sexual pleasure badly. He told her he remembered one woman who he gave to a hobo who didn’t want to screw homeless chicks anymore. Amy laughed she was actually enjoying the sexual enslavement, who needed Bruce’s dinky cock when you could have tons of others?


Ms. Lace however is a different story she is still not broken and after the rat experience she can’t even look at her own pussy. When Sean had run out of rats Ms. Lace thought her troubles were over but of course she was wrong being the stupid slut she is. Sean bought two buckets full of worms and placed Ms. Lace into a box that was similar in size to a coffin, however Sean had no intention of burying Ms. Lace in dirt. She buried the screaming Ms. Lace in live worms! The worms invade her pussy, butt, mouth and any other hole Ms. Lace had! Ms. Lace squirmed around trying to shake off the slimy intruders but instead she just got more on her as worms crawled all over her boobs.

Sean, Jim, Jason and Matt all enjoyed watching the show. Ms. Lace was so stupid and desperate that she tried to eat worms so they wouldn’t get into her pussy. This didn’t go over well with her body as she began to vomit all over the box. Which of course she eventually rolled around in. “Get me out of here master!” pleaded a screaming Ms. Lace. “Sorry Ms. Lace but we won’t let you out until all the worms are dead, so you can eat them roll on them or just wait until they die. Your choice.”

Though Ms. Lace tried to fight back it wasn’t until two days later that all the worms were dead some had shriveled up in her butt hole and pussy. Ms. Lace had to remove all the flaky dead worms from her pussy and butt hole by herself and she couldn’t take a shower. After one painful hour she managed to get rid off all the worms.

Ms. Lace crawled out of the box cursing underneath her breath. “Now Ms. Lace you still have to finish your schedule and today is sex with Matt.” Stated Sean as he left the basement. “This is going to be fun!” smiled Matt as he inserted his cock into her butt hole. “Stop it!” whined Ms. Lace. “Shut up you stupid slut!” ordered Matt. “You can’t make me!” teased Ms. Lace as she crossed her arms and tried her best not to move with the flow of the cock.

This was ruining the mood and something had to be done. So Matt called Jim and Jason over he whispered something in their ear, they both nodded their heads and walked over to Ms. Lace’s bootylicious backside. Jim grabbed one butt cheek and Jason the other then with all there might they pulled to butt crack wide open. Ms. Lace yelped in pain and shock.

Matt rubbed his hands together then stepped back about forty meters in the large basement. Taking off all his clothes he got in a starting track position. Then he exploded out of his stance and at full speed rammed his cock into Ms. Lace’s butt. The anal ramming was so powerful that Ms. Lace’s body jerked back and froth for a moment. “Now will you shut up and be a good little dumb slut Ms. Lace?” asked Matt. Ms. Lace shook her head yes. Jim and Jason let go of her butt cheeks. “Answer me when I speak to you!” barked Matt. “Yes master I understand.” Sighed Ms. Lace.

“I thought I told you to shut up!” yelled Matt angrily. “She obviously hasn’t learned anything from that whole worm experience.” Stated Jim. Matt shook his head in disgust. “Guess we’ll have to educate you some more Ms. Lace. Matt pulled out two alligator clips and pinched them onto Ms. Lace’s nipples. Ms. Lace let out a howl and Matt continued with his anal lesson.

AN: The next chapter will be here soon reviews and suggestions are appreciated. Ta-Ta for now.