Date: Fri, 15 Apr 2016 11:10:52 +0100
From: Barney Bumpkin <barneybumpkin@gmail.com>
Subject: Teacher Training - A tale of control and humiliation Chapter 27

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Synopsis

Newly qualified teacher, David Smith, moves to London from the provinces to
find a job and comes into contact with large numbers of youngsters from the
Indian sub-continent for the first time.

He finds himself completely entranced by their good looks and is surprised
by the adulation his own pale skinned, fair-haired, choirboy appearance
generates among many of the Indian youngsters.

David knows he is gay, but was fearful of the consequences of coming out
whilst pursuing his studies and living at home with his parents, so he
remained firmly in the closet.

After he has landed himself a permanent job and found himself somewhere to
live, the opportunity arises for David to explore his long-suppressed
desires through the intervention of Alim, a sexually precocious,
street-wise 18 year old Indian lad.

Alim and his Indian mates set about providing David with a crash course in
gay sex education and soon have him completely in their power.

But the problem for David is not just the illegality of being drawn into
sex with one of the school's pupils but with the Indian lad's liking for
public humiliation - which threatens to bring the teacher's career to an
end before it even begins.


27  The Reunion


When the doorbell rang, David and Sharif hurried down the stairs and found
a smiling Ravi awaiting them holding a bottle of Champagne in his hands.

But to the teacher's surprise, their visitor ignored him and addressed
Sharif in the Indian language he had used to talk with Alim when they had
first met.

Excluded from their conversation, he watched as the youngster replied with
a laugh and a sideways glance in his direction, leaving him guessing what
the pair were cooking up for him next.

After a further exchange, Sharif took the bottle and handed it over to
David.

"You are to take off all your clothes, put on your collar and serve us
drinks in the living room!"

David turned to look at them and from the, now stern, expressions on their
faces, realised they were in earnest.

With his heart thumping and his cock beginning to stiffen, he bowed his
head submissively and dashed up the stairs to comply with their demands
while Sharif let their visitor in and closed the door behind them.

"So, how are you getting on with training your slave boy?" he overheard
Ravi ask Sharif when he reached the landing and began hurriedly shedding
his clothes.

"Pretty good," he heard Sharif reply with a chuckle as he hung his jeans up
on the pegs, from which their collars and the leash still dangled.

"We went to a gay bar for the first time earlier on this week and had a
great time! I got David to strip completely naked and suck my dick in front
of a whole crowd of guys!"

"Sounds like fun!" the older Indian responded.

"It was!" Sharif assured him, "And what's more, he can't wait to go there
again!"

"Then late last night, I took him out for a walk in the park on a leash,
wearing nothing but a dog collar and tied him up to a tree!" the youngster
boasted. "He really liked that as well!"

"Did you know there's a gay cruising ground right on our doorstep?"

As the Indian duo reached the top of the stairs, David, now naked, quickly
grabbed the dog collar and rushed into the kitchen to prepare their drinks.

* * * * * * * *

A minute later he was about to take the unopened bottle and the only two
wine glasses he possessed into the lounge on a tray, but checked himself
just in time to knock on the door and await their permission to enter
first.

He may be in his own home, but in the fantasies that were now filling his
head, the Indians were his masters and he was their servant.

They made him wait outside before Sharif yelled out for him to join them.

When David opened the door he discovered Ravi sitting on the sofa with the
youngster at his side in a scene reminiscent of the first time they had
met, when Alim had made him display himself to the older Indian for
inspection.

As he set the tray down on the coffee table, he spotted a pair of nipple
clamps adorning it, which he presumed Ravi had deposited there.

Guessing these were destined to be used on him, David swallowed hard.

The two Indians sniggered when they looked up and discovered his cock was
already hard.

"Open the bottle then!" demanded Sharif, "And make sure you don't spill
any," he warned, "it's expensive stuff!"

Although he was unused to opening Champagne bottles, David managed to
unfastened the seals okay but when he began easing out the cork it
immediately popped and foaming wine began pouring out onto the carpet.

"Get it in the glass!" Sharif shouted, holding his up to the neck of the
bottle to capture as much of it as he could.

"Fill this one too," he added holding up the second glass when the outflow
had slowed and then handing it over to their guest.

"Cheers!" the two Indians cried, clinking their glasses together in a toast
before taking a sip.

"It tastes great!" commented the youngster after sampling the bubbling
sweetness of his first ever glass of Champagne.

"It ought to be - it cost enough!" Ravi muttered.

"I warned you not to spill any! Didn't I?" Sharif complained to David,
setting down his glass after taking a second sip.

"Yes Sir," David croaked, instinctively addressing the youngster in the
same fashion he had been taught to address his previous masters.

"Down on your knees!" demanded Sharif in response, "The only Champagne
you'll get to taste today is what you can lick up off the carpet!"

"You don't mind if I take some pictures?" Ravi asked his compatriot with a
grin, "This is getting really raunchy!"

"I didn't forget my promise, by the way," he added, pulling a memory stick
from his pocket along with his camera and placing it on the table, "Here's
your copy of the pics from last time."

Delighted Ravi hadn't forgotten to bring them, Sharif readily gave his
consent and proceeded to force David's head down to the wet patch on the
floor and rub his nose in the split wine.

While Ravi circled around the two of them capturing the action on video,
Sharif began to slap the teacher's upturned arse with the flat of his hand
by way of punishment for his incompetence.

Aroused by the show the youngster had put on for him, Ravi pulled his dick
from his trousers and started pulling on it as he recorded the naked white
boy's humiliation at the hands of his prot‚g‚.

"Up on the table!" Sharif demanded, after his blows had created two pink
circles on David's ivory buttocks.

"You should know the drill by now!" he added, "Put your hands on your head
and close your eyes so Ravi can get a good look at you!"

Ravi eagerly captured the arousing sight of the scarlet faced white boy
posing submissively on the table top for his entertainment.  He zoomed in
on the purple tip of his erect cock as it pulsed up and down betraying his
excitement and then on the now crimson patches adorning his backside which
revealed the extent of his submission.

After recording David's humiliation on video, the Indian set his cam down
and stepped forward to sample the more transitory, but no less pleasurable,
delights the young teacher's body had to offer him.

"I see you've let him start growing his pubes again," he commented after
he'd caressed David's otherwise deliciously smooth torso.

"You should carry on having him shave off his body hair," he advised his
compatriot. "It's a constant reminder for him that he's your slave and a
source of humiliation whenever he has to take his clothes off in public."

"Don't I know it!" replied Sharif, with Rajesh's humiliation of them in the
gym changing rooms still fresh in his mind.

Ravi seemed to have resumed his tutorial on domination where he had left
off over a month before, he noted. Maybe it was still fresh in his mind
from the pictures he'd taken of them, which both he and David had been
itching to see.

"His tits are as sensitive as ever though!" Ravi chuckled, as David's cock
jerked a notch upwards the moment he touched them. "My present should make
them more sensitive still!"  he sniggered, "as well as make it obvious to
everyone that that's what turns him on!"

At this point the tutorial was interrupted as the older Indian filled his
mouth with Champagne and then took the excited teacher's cock into his
mouth, bathing it with the precious liquid so that it mingled with his
juices before then swallowing it down.

Unaware of what was about to happen, at first David was startled by the
cold but when Ravi continued sucking his dick and fondling his legs, arse
and torso as he did so, he soon started to moan in appreciation.

As the older man's passion grew, he pulled on his own cock more and more
rapidly and set about licking and kissing the young teacher's exposed body
all the way from his ankles to his armpits.

Then, as though he were revealing some secret hiding place, he eased apart
David's buttocks, sank his face between them and proceeded to slide his
tongue along the entire length of his crack before easing its tip into his
pretty pink hole.

Although Sharif doubted this was what he had intended to do, at this
juncture the older Indian's excitement boiled over, with the consequence
that within just a few minutes of his arrival he had already cum!

"Wow! You must have been feeling horny!" the lad commented with a laugh.

"Well, you put on a pretty good show for me!" Ravi replied with a grin.

"Don't worry I plan to cum again later," he chuckled amiably and walked off
to the bathroom to clean himself up.

* * * * * * * *

As soon as he heard Ravi leave the room, David's eyes instantly opened.

"Looks like you're going to have to do all the talking," he whispered to
Sharif, reminding him of the need to raise the thorny subject of Alim and
Rajesh with his mentor.

"Bring it up now cos once he's had sex with both of us he's much less
likely to offer to help us out!"

"Okay, okay! I'll do it the first chance I get." Sharif whispered back,
"You're going to have to keep him entertained meanwhile though! It looks
like you're going to have to get used to having clamps on your tits!"

"You want to try the Champagne?" he added, handing the bottle to his mate
so he could take a swig, thinking it might be less painful if David was
inebriated.

"Start wanking!" Sharif demanded, snatching the bottle from David's hand
the moment he heard sounds of his compatriot returning.

"Put your hands on your head and count to twenty whenever you get close,"
he added. "But don't you dare cum or you'll get spanked again!"

Ravi gave his prot‚g‚ a smile as a mark of his approval as a
red-faced David began pulling on his dick while Sharif topped up their
glasses with more Champagne.

"Shall we try out the nipple clamps on him?" Ravi suggested, as the
youngster handed his glass to him.

"Okay, but won't they hurt?" asked Sharif, picking them up to examine them.

"You want to try them on yourself first?" the older Indian teased.

"Nooo!" replied Sharif, hastily handing them over to him and backing away.

"The trick is to get them tight enough to stay in place but not so tight
that they stop the blood flow completely. You adjust them with this screw,"
Ravi demonstrated.

"If you get it right his slightest movement (such as wanking) makes the
chain swing back and forth which varies the pressure on his nips as though
someone was tweaking 'em and that helps to keep him turned on."

"You use them with bondage gear. A lot of subs get off on being tied up or
locked up so that anyone can do whatever they like with 'em. They want to
be stripped, fondled and wanked- off or forced to do things they wouldn't
do otherwise."

"Being tickled, slapped and tortured goes with it as well - as that way he
gets to realise how vulnerable he's made himself. Once these clamps are
attached, a sub is totally dependent on his master to show him mercy when
they start to bite."

"You can also hang things from the chain or use it to lead him around by
the tits on a leash - which is pretty humiliating! If you use them on him
regularly they'll make his nips grow bigger as well."

"I already led him around the park by his cock!" Sharif boasted in reply,
"I cut down the dog collar Alim made me wear to make David a cock strap!
I'll show it you!" he added, dashing off to the hallway to retrieve it from
the pegs.

On his return he proceeded to demonstrate its use by fastening it tightly
around David's genitals to make his cock and balls stand out from his body
more vulnerable than ever.

"I'm impressed!" Ravi commented with a grin, "You seem to have developed
quite a flare for domination while I've been away!"

"I've got a present for you too!" he then added, setting the nipple clamps
aside for the moment and pulling a studded leather jockstrap from his
pocket.

"Wow! Thanks Ravi!" Sharif replied, genuinely pleased at being given a
butch jockstrap to wear, as opposed to the girlie knickers Alim had forced
him to dress up in, or indeed, the nipple clamps which his mentor had so
generously bestowed on David.

"Try it on!" Ravi urged lasciviously, "Once you're stripped I can also
demonstrate the nipple clamps on you!" he added with a chuckle.

"Can I ask you about something first?" the youngster ventured, realising
that as soon as he stripped off to put on the jockstrap the older Indian
would be keen to have his way with him.

"Okay..." Ravi responded hesitantly, wary of fielding his young
compatriot's seemingly endless questions when he'd much prefer to be
fucking him!

"Me and David have been on our own here for over a week now and it's been
great!" he began tentatively.

"But Alim and Rajesh are due home from their holidays any day now and we
can't face going back to the way things were."

Ravi let the youngster continue, already having a good idea what was coming
next.

"We've tried to figure out a way to get them off our backs by ourselves -
but apart from David jacking in his job and us leaving London, we can't
think how to do it!"

"So we hoped you might be willing to help."

"Okay, I promise I'll do whatever I can," their long-suffering admirer
agreed, "but do we have to discuss it right at this moment?"

"I'm afraid we do," Sharif insisted, "They could be back as soon as
tomorrow!"

"Shit!" Ravi cursed, as he realised that if he didn't intervene immediately
this could easily be his last encounter with the couple whose pictures he
had been wanking off over for the last five weeks and been dreaming about
fucking on a regular basis on his return!

"Okay, in that case you'd better fill me in..." he conceded.

"Thank you!" sighed a relieved Sharif, surprised to find his feelings
welling up and on the brink of tears, "Thank you Ravi!"

"Okay, okay!" the older man muttered in return, embarrassed that the lad
should thank him so profusely.

"But at least try the jock on for me first!" he joked with a grin.

With his spirits uplifted by the older Indian's commitment to at least
listen to their problems, Sharif took the present from his mentor's hands
and sped off to the bedroom to try it on so he could check out how he
looked in the mirror.

* * * * * * * *

"Keep your hands on your head!" Ravi called out to David rising to his feet
as soon as the youngster was out of the room.

"Guess I'm about to hear about the mess your infatuation with Indian lads
has landed you in!" Ravi sighed whilst stroking the underside of the
teacher's bloated cock playfully.

"If I were to dig you out of this hole you've dug for yourself, I hope you
realise this pert white arse of yours, and the boy's here, will belong to
me!" he chuckled, stroking the teachers reddened backside proprietorially.

Although it was said jokingly, David realised he knew so little about the
man that he and Sharif were relying on to liberate them that they could
easily be trading slavery to one set of Indian masters for that to another!

He thought they would be better off under the control of the more
experienced older man, but also knew he would miss the excitement created
by the younger lads' inventiveness and unpredictability.

 "You do understand that?" Ravi asked David to confirm when he was slow to
respond, casually slapping the teacher's trussed up cock from side to side
to prompt him to reply.

"Don't worry, you'll find me a much more benevolent and generous master
than the terrors who currently have you by the balls - but a master
nonetheless - one who expects to be obeyed!"

"I understand, Sir!" the teacher finally croaked, abandoning his attempts
to work out the implications of what his assent would mean. Only time would
tell whether he had made the right decision, but at least this way he stood
a better chance of holding onto Sharif.

"Excellent!" Ravi chuckled, holding up the bottle of Champagne to David's
lips for him to take a gulp, "Now we've all got something to celebrate!"

* * * * * * * *

When the excited Indian youngster returned wearing nothing but the
jockstrap, Ravi greeted him warmly with a kiss and a pat on his bare
backside and then had him pose for the camera so he could capture how sexy
he looked dressed in his new outfit.

"Okay Sharif, tell me how on earth a couple of smart young guys like you
two, managed to end up being pimped out as rent boys by Alim and his mate!"
the older Indian then demanded, settling down on the sofa and urging the
lad down to sit beside him.

"Well," Sharif began hesitantly with a sigh, "It goes back a long way, to
when I first came here, five years ago."

"Because my English wasn't great, and mum's was even worse, we didn't know
the way things worked here. We had a few relatives living nearby but there
weren't many Asians on the estate where we ended up living, so I was picked
on at school and by the other kids on the estate. It was so bad that I used
to bunk off school, stay home and pretend to be sick."

"Things haven't changed much in twenty years then!" commented Ravi, "That
sounds like what happened to me."

"Bloody white racists!" he added, rising to his feet and jokingly giving
David's cock a sharp slap.

"But it wasn't just the white kids who bullied me," Sharif
protested. "Because my family didn't have much money I got it in the neck
from the Indian and the black kids as well! They made fun of my clothes,
made out I was dirty and went out of their way to mess me around."

"It seems I owe you an apology!" Ravi acknowledged, this time making the
teacher squirm by yanking down his foreskin and pulling on his cock.

"Can you hold on there a minute Sharif?" he asked picking the nipple clamps
up from the table.

"It sounds as though this could be a very long story, so to make sure you
keep it as succinct as possible, I'm going to put the clamps on your mate's
nipples until you're done," the older Indian explained rising to his feet.

 "The bigger the mess you've got yourself into," he chortled in the
teacher's ear as he adjusted the clamps' screws and tugged on the chain to
make sure they were securely attached, "the longer you're going to have to
suffer!"

David kept his mouth shut and swallowed hard telling himself this was just
one more torment he'd have to get used to, while at the same time
desperately hoping Sharif wouldn't make him suffer it for too long!

"Okay, now you can carry on!" Ravi told his compatriot, giving one of the
clamps a flick.  "But you best to be as brief as possible or David may have
grown a pair of tits by the time you've finished!"

Disconcerted by the grimace that appeared on his mate's face following the
flick, Sharif pressed on with telling his story.

"Then one day at school, I noticed an Indian lad from the year above me
kept looking at me strangely and following me around. A few days later when
I was getting plagued by a bunch of older kids in the playground, Alim and
a couple of his mates came to my rescue and warned 'em off."

"Afterwards they asked me if I wanted to join their gang and of course I
said 'yes'. But it didn't take long for me to find out there were strings
attached to Alim's friendship - like me sucking his dick, wanking him off,
and later on, getting fucked by him whenever he was feeling horny - whether
I wanted to or not!"

"When the other lads got to know I was a member of Alim's gang they kept
away from me but they also worked out I was low down in the pecking order -
even lower than Alim's kid brother, Fakir, who's four years younger than
me! So whenever I was on my own they would still have a go at me."

"It didn't help that if I ever put a foot wrong or said something out of
turn, the whole gang would turn on me. I soon found out Alim wasn't just
after sex - he loved to humiliate me in front of his mates as well. One day
when I upset him, he made me strip in the school toilets and wank off on
the floor while they pissed on me and made me go around stinking of their
piss for the rest of the day!"

"If I ever tried to make friends with a lad outside the gang, Alim would
deliberately show me up in front of him and tell him I was queer to scare
him off."

"Kids can be such bastards," Ravi empathised, whilst ironically
entertaining himself by squeezing the head of David's cock between his
fingers to make him squirm.

"To cut a long story short," Sharif hurried on, "this sort of thing went on
for years until Mr Smith arrived at our school as a supply teacher six
months back. After that, fucking him was all Alim thought about!"

"Mr Smith's David I take it?"

"Yep," confirmed Sharif.

"Rajesh came across him first when he was covering a games lesson and
tipped Alim off that he thought he was gay."

"I was with Alim when he saw David for the first time. He was in the
playground surrounded by a bunch of Indian first years who were fighting
each other to get his attention."

"We both noticed how handsome he was but Alim just couldn't take his eyes
off him!"

"I saw him licking his lips and heard him say to himself, 'One way or
another, I'm going to fuck that teacher before I leave!' I remember cos,
despite him having sex with me for ages, it was the first time I'd ever
heard him say anything gay like that before!"

"Alim wouldn't be interested in having him as a boyfriend or anything like
that, cos he pretends he's straight! He just gets off on fucking other lads
and having 'em suck his dick!"

"So when Mr Smith turned up fresh from college, I think he saw it as his
chance to not only fuck a cute white guy who was older than him but also
humiliate him under the noses of the other teachers."

"When Fakir chirped up that he'd started teaching him, his big brother went
silent and I could tell he was already dreaming up some scheme to trap
him."

"I found out later, that Alim'd got Fakir to get his pals to start touching
Mr Smith up under the desk whenever he sat next to them to help 'em in
lessons. It was just a game as far as they were concerned and only involved
two or three of them to start off with, but when David started getting
hard-ons during their classes, the other lads noticed and joined in as well
just for the hell of it!"

"Alim and Rajesh also got their mates to bait David whenever he had to
cover their games lessons. They'd hang around naked in the showers and the
changing rooms deliberately flaunting themselves at him to get him
embarrassed."

On hearing this, David realised for the first time that Alim had
orchestrated his downfall from the very start! All the Indian lads didn't
have a crush on him after all - only one of them did!

"The next thing I knew I was being pressganged into helping Alim blackmail
Mr Smith into letting him fuck him!"

"Alim set David up by taking his Fakir to see him after school pretending
their dog had chewed up his school books," Sharif continued.

"He promised him he'd make sure his bro did his homework every week if he'd
do him a favour and give him new ones. David fell for it and took 'em to
the stockroom, but as soon as his back was turned Alim got Fakir to strip
so he could take pics of him and the teacher together."

"Me and Rajesh were hanging around outside to back him up if case things
got nasty, so when the teacher started shouting and tried to grab the
camera from him, Raj and Alim blocked his way, while I ran off with it so
he couldn't get the pics back."

"When they threatened to report he was a paedo to the Head or the police,
David got so scared that he gave in to them."

"The poor bastard didn't stand a chance," Ravi snorted, not for the first
time expressing his admiration for Alim's ruthlessness and ingenuity.

"They stripped him; got him to suck their dicks and then Rajesh fucked
him!"

"Fakir told me all about it afterwards when he showed me David's torn
boxers! They'd ripped 'em off him and told him not to wear underpants to
school anymore - which meant if he ever got a hard-on in class again
everyone would know about it!"

"I suspect they may have been knocking on an open door!" Ravi chuckled in
David's ear, weighing up his stiff dick in the flat of his hand, before
awarding it a series of upward slaps.

"The next day, the three of 'em were waiting for him outside the stockroom
after school and got him to strip off again so they could take pictures of
him. They made him empty his pockets, took his money and found out his
address and his birthday from his driver's licence."

"Alim wrote 'I am a paedo' across his chest in marker pen and wrote
underneath it his name and date of birth so that anyone who saw the photos
would know who he was! After that he had no option but to do whatever they
wanted!"

"No going back after that!" Ravi reflected grimly, slapping the teacher's
balls around to make David gasp.

"The lad's a fucking genius!" he sighed, "It looks as though I'll have one
hell of a job on my hands prising you two from his clutches!"

"That was only the start of it," Sharif went on. "They made him wank off
outside in the corridor and took pics of him doing that as well. Then a few
days later Alim got him to shave off all his body hair and meet us in the
teacher's bike shed after school. We spanked him, fucked him, pissed on him
and made him lick our arses! We also swapped his smart clothes for my tatty
old school uniform and made him cycle home wearing it covered in cum and
stinking of piss!"

"Alim even fucked him in the hall toilets in the middle of one of his
exams! I bet the bugger still ends up getting an 'A' grade!" the youngster
sighed enviously.

"Once his exams were over, Alim made David invite us round to his flat for
a party on his 24th birthday. That time he really went out of his way to
humiliate him. He got him to buy himself a dog collar and wait for us
wearing it stripped naked with his arse up in the air! He got him to buy us
booze and food and used his credit card to buy him a cock cage as his
birthday present - and then he made him wear it!"

"He told David we were confiscating all his belongings and we played a game
of Blackjack to decide who got what, while he crawled around on his knees
sucking our dicks underneath the table!"

"Shit!" Ravi exclaimed shaking his head, unable to prevent himself from
chuckling at Alim's audacity and the extent of the young teacher's
humiliation.

"Fakir ended up winning the teacher's bike in the card game. But when I
beat 'em, Alim and Rajesh turned on me and forced me to strip off and suck
their dicks in front of David."

"I was sick after that, cos I'd drunk too much beer and eaten too much
cake!" he confessed.  "So the buggers went home without me and left David
to look after me!"

"But things turned out okay in the end, cos once they were out of the
picture it gave me and David a chance to get to know each other without
them interfering. That was when I found out he fancied me as much as I
fancied him!" he grinned.

"The morning after Alim texted us to tell us to get more keys cut for the
flat so that he and Rajesh could use the place whenever they liked."

"On the way to get the keys made, I got David to strip in the park so I
could take my own naked pics of him. But when I told Alim what I'd done he
was so pissed off he made me pose nude for him on the way back and then jog
to the flat wearing just a skimpy pair of running shorts."

"I got spotted by a couple of girls from school who stole my shorts and
took pics of me naked. They sent the pics to all their mates saying they'd
caught me flashing in the park. So when I got back home, I had a huge row
with my family when they wanted to know what I'd been up to and where I'd
spent the night, and I refused to tell 'em."

"I've never got on with my stepfather (my mum married him a couple of years
back), cos he thinks I'm a waste of space, and my sister says I'm an
embarrassment to her. I'd threatened to walk out on 'em before but hadn't
done it cos I'd nowhere else to go. But this time I thought I'd teach 'em a
lesson and to go to stay at David's place. I packed my bag and walked out
on them and they didn't even try to stop me!"

"But outside the flat I was robbed by some of the lads from the estate
who'd heard about the pics the girls had taken and started calling me a
"flasher". They pinched my bag and all my clothes so I had to get some off
a washing line and walk all the way here without any shoes! I made it, but
I had sore feet for a week afterwards!"

"How's the nipples?" Ravi whispered in David's ear, shaking his head at
hearing how the hapless youngster had been forcibly parted from his
clothing twice in the same day.

"When Alim found out I'd moved in with the teacher without his say-so, he
threatened to tell my parents and the police that I was shacked up with one
of my teachers."

"But after he'd cooled down, he decided to let me stay, but said I'd have
to pay him and Rajesh rent! I didn't want to go back to the estate and I
knew David wanted me to stay, so I ended up becoming their slave just like
him!"

"Alim and Rajesh want to buy themselves a car before they start uni but
their parents won't cough up the money. They thought of tapping David for
some but Alim soon worked out he didn't earn enough to buy them one before
term started. So he came up with the idea of pimping him out on a gay
dating website to bring in more cash."

"Then after I moved in, he forced me to do it as well in order to pay them
their rent!  Since the school holidays started he's had us both doing it
full-time!"

"When we aren't busy getting fucked by the punters," Sharif complained, "or
down on our knees servicing Alim and Rajesh's cocks, we're on our knees
washing the kitchen floor, cooking their meals, doing their laundry or down
the supermarket doing their shopping!"

"That it?" Ravi queried when Sharif paused for breath.

"More or less," the youngster replied, "then a week ago Alim and Rajesh
didn't turn up and we worked out that they'd gone away on holiday."

"We had a great time while they were away and neither of us can stand the
thought of going back to being pimped out again when they get back."

"Me and David talked about it," Sharif continued, "and he says if Alim
threatens to expose him as a paedo or post the pics he took of him on line,
he's willing to pack in teaching altogether, move house and get himself
another job somewhere else!"

"I hope it won't come to that!" replied Ravi, "cos that would be a
shame. I'm sure that, in time, David will make as good a teacher as he is a
sub!" he added with a chuckle before suddenly becoming much more serious.

"They may only be school kids, but these guys are really bad news!" Ravi
responded, giving his verdict on what the youngster had told him.

"They're completely selfish, totally unscrupulous and absolutely ruthless!
They took advantage of you when you were friendless and new to this country
and exploited David's inexperience and his soft spot for Indian lads to
blackmail him."

"They don't seem to realise the seriousness of what they've done! They
can't be allowed to get away scot free with raping and humiliating whoever
takes their fancy just because they aren't in a position to stand up to
'em!"

"No, they've had more than enough out of you two!"

"These lads are far from being invulnerable and they need teaching a
lesson!" Ravi added in a steely voice Sharif had not heard him use before.

"There's not much I can do to retrieve the porn pics of you guys if they've
already been posted on the net," he went on. "So you'll both just have to
live with that! But I promise I'll get your profiles on the dating website
removed straight away and I'll make sure they don't dare send your pics to
anyone who knows you."

"Alim and Rajesh are clearly ambitious and they want to impress their new
classmates at college - so it won't do their careers or reputations any
good if they are caught up in a scandal like this! I'm pretty sure they
won't want to bring disgrace on their families either! So, they've got a
lot to lose!"

"They're also greedy for money and over fond of drink. Plus, going by the
way they behave, I guess they must have quite a lot of enemies!"

"You need to tell me everything you know about Alim and Rajesh, starting
with their full names, where they live and which university are they are
due to go to - as that will help me figure out the best way of getting them
off your backs."

"But before we do that..." Ravi paused, exchanging glances with Sharif with
a grin, "You think, maybe David's suffered enough?"

* * * * * * * *

As though to establish this, the two Indians picked up their drinks and
stood at either side of the teacher to examine him.

Despite the discomfort caused by the nipple clamps, David was still
obediently displaying himself on top of the coffee table with his hands on
his head and his eyes closed, totally naked but for the collars wrapped
around his neck and his cock.

"Shall we let him cum? Or edge him a bit more first?" he asked his young
prot‚g‚ whilst reaching out to give the chain connecting the clamps
the tiniest of flicks.

"Maybe edge him a bit more first!" Sharif suggested mischievously after
witnessing David gasp.

"We better take these off him before they do any lasting damage," Ravi told
the youngster, encouraging him to watch as he carefully removed each nipple
clamp in turn, maintaining the pressure with his fingers to mitigate the
pain and allow the blood to flow back gradually.

Even so, it was clear from the teacher's reaction that he was still in
considerable discomfort.  So, with Ravi taking the lead, the Indian pair
quickly moved to alleviate his suffering by each taking one of his nipples
into their mouth and salving it with their tongue.

As they suckled they began to comfort David in other ways and to the
teacher's delight he soon found his body being teased and fondled
simultaneously by two pairs of eager hands.

Reflecting on Ravi's words to him earlier, he told himself his arse now
belonged to them, he was their plaything to do with as they pleased and
looked forward to many more adventures at their hands, being stripped and
fucked in gay bars and cruising areas and who knew what more besides!

"Start wanking," Ravi commanded a few minutes later, stepping away and
motioning Sharif to stand aside so he could take pictures of David's
reddened nipples to add to his collection.

"But make sure you put your hands back on your head whenever you get
close. From now on you only cum when I give you my permission!" he added as
an excited David wrapped his fist around his cock and began wanking
enthusiastically.

After taking the pics, Ravi set down the cam and turned his attention to
the Indian lad whose slender brown body had been made all the more alluring
by the leather jockstrap framing his bare buttocks and veiling his swollen
sex. But it was

"Come over here!" he urged the youngster, wrapping his arms around his
waist and easing down the strap's waistband the moment he complied.

But it was not just Sharif's physical vulnerability that excited him. Now
he had heard his lengthy tale of woe his heart went out to him in the same
way David's had. He was like a younger version of him, only seemed to have
had an even rougher time than he had as a youngster.

Ravi kissed the lad passionately on the face and lips and gradually eased
his jockstrap downwards until he finally freed the lad's bulging cock from
its confines and it bounced up against his belly.

"Open your eyes slave boy!" he called out to David, knowing it would add to
the teacher's excitement if he allowed him to watch as the two of them made
love.

No sooner had the teacher opened his eyes than his hands were on top of his
head!

As David watched enthralled, Ravi enlisted the youngster's help to strip
off his own clothes.

He wrenched apart his shirt, rubbed the lad's face into his hairy chest and
had him suck on each of his nipples in turn. Then he folded the lad down to
his knees and had him take his cock into his mouth and suck on it as he
helped to remove the rest of his clothing.

Once freed of encumbrances, Ravi backed the Indian youngster onto the sofa
and got him to hold his slender brown legs in the air splayed wide apart so
he could lube up his hole. He donned a condom, entered him and after
draping his legs over his shoulders, commenced fucking him with the
rapidity of a piston.

"Please Sir, can I cum?" he heard David begging repeatedly behind him, so
overwhelmed with excitement was he by what he was witnessing.

Ravi grinned but was too preoccupied with reaching his own climax to reply.

Instead he kissed his young compatriot's face and stared deep into his
startled brown eyes as he continued to penetrate him deeper and faster,
until he shot his second load of the evening.

* * * * * * * *

After awarding Ravi a minute or two's grace, so excited was he that David
was once again begging for his permission to cum.

Feigning annoyance, after withdrawing his cock from the youngster's
backside and disposing of the condom, he dragged the teacher down from the
table by the ear.

"Stay where you are," he barked at Sharif, "Now he's going to fuck you!"

Although taken by surprise, Sharif remained in position with his legs in
the air while Ravi aligned David's erect cock with his up-turned arse and
thrust the two of them together.

Despite being thrown into confusion by this unexpected move, David's
primary instinct was to obey. So he did as he was told!

Under Ravi's direction, he grasped hold of the youngster's flailing legs
and slid his cock between the lips of Indian lad's hole. Already stretched
and coated with lube, it gave way immediately and allowed his cock to glide
in effortlessly inside him all the way to the hilt!

"Now fuck him!" Ravi demanded giving David a slap on his backside by way of
encouragement, "You're going to cum inside him!"

If David needed any further prompting, one glance at the handsome Indian
lad splayed out beneath him was more than sufficient inspiration.

Although he'd been taken completely by surprise by Ravi's actions, he found
himself incredibly excited by them. He slid his tongue into Sharif's mouth,
enveloped him in his arms and fucked the youngster as he'd been directed.

The older Indian hastily retrieved his camera so he could capture this
unexpected moment on video.

No sooner had he trained the cam on the rapturous pair than he found
himself once more being entreated by a familiar plea.

"Please Sir, can I cum?"

But this time both lads were doing the pleading!

* * * * * * * *

Before he left, Ravi questioned the pair further until he felt he had
extracted every scrap of information they possessed about Alim and Rajesh
that might possibly be of use to him and made a careful note of their
answers.

"So, if I manage to achieve this minor miracle and get Alim and Rajesh off
your back after all these years what are you going to give me in return?"
Ravi joked.

"Whatever you like!" offered Sharif with a grin, having a good idea of what
he had in mind.

"I think you already know what I want!" Ravi replied, but said it
nevertheless, "In return for solving your problems, I want to fuck the arse
off both of you free of charge whenever I like!"

"That's fine by me!" Sharif assured him.

"And me too!" echoed David with a grin.

"Excellent!" Ravi smiled back, awarding both of them a parting kiss.

"I'll call round in my car for you at two tomorrow afternoon. By which time
you are to be packed up ready to go away for a week's holiday - somewhere
sunny - my treat!"

"Wow!" exclaimed Sharif and David in chorus, startled by their admirer's
generosity.

"But make sure you change the lock on the flat door first thing in the
morning and let me have the new key."

He opened up his wallet and handed Sharif a fifty pound note as though it
was small change, "Here! That should cover the cost. Text me if there's any
problem."