Date: Wed, 30 Mar 2016 03:37:42 +0000
From: "george Robinson (via Google Docs)" <gar7028@gmail.com>
Subject: Plain Forward Blackmail ch 8.1

Plain Forward Blackmail ch 8.1


Three hours later, and Tim was quietly crying, not just because of the
physical pain but also from the fact that he had be forced to submit to a
16 year old boy's demands to have his arsehole violated with a permanent
reminder of his abject servitude.  The lads had sat and watched Grant
create a masterpiece on Tim's arsehole, but from a distance, but were now
allowed to actually stand over the spread eagled body of one of their fuck
toys.  They stood in silence and in awe as they gazed on what can only be
described as a masterpiece in inks.  Grant had used different colored inks
and various techniques to try to make the image more 3D effect and he had
been mostly successful.  For the next 10 minutes Grant tried to explain the
importance of keeping the tat clean, but Dan and co couldn't take they eyes
off Tim's arsehole.  It had been totally transformed from an everyday
arsehole to something that was both beautiful and amusing.  Grant had to
move the guys so he could place antiseptic covered wads of cotton wool over
the entire area and held in place by copious amounts of surgical sticky
tape, with a final warning to keep it clean. He gave them a leaflet
explaining things they needed to know and in return Dan told slut to hand
Grant his credit card. Grant gave Tim a bag containing all the cotton
wadding and antibiotic cream needed to preserve the tatoo and then conclude
the business.  They all headed for the burger bar.  Barry was waiting for
their return, but was disappointed when Dan informed him that the dressings
had to remain in place for a while. But as soon as he was able to, he would
march slut down to the burger bar to give him [Barry] a private viewing or
perhaps a public viewing might be more amusing. . Tim's mind nearly
exploded at the possibility that he would be ordered to bare his arsehole
in public but he could do nothing to prevent it other that pray like he'd
never prayed before.

Tim was told to stay at Zac's place for a few days as it would be easier
for all concerned to be able to keep his tat clean.  Zac [cunt] was told to
check Sluts arse before bed and first thing every morning.  Any problems
and Dan had to be informed pronto.

The days went by as usual and apart from sucking a few cocks, Tim [slut]
had been able to relax a little. Zac had been well used as he was the only
fuck in town, so to speak.  The time came when Tim's arse was no longer
hurting him.  Dan tested it out at school one morning.  He texted Tim
[slut] to come to Zac's [cunt] classroom. As soon as he arrived. He [Dan]
told the class about slut getting a tattoo. He told slut to face the class
and drop his pants. Tim complied without hesitation.  He then told him to
turn 180 degrees and bend forward.  The "face" stared at the class and for
a moment every single one of them was mesmerized.  This silence was
followed by a little chatter at first then some giggling, followed by
raucous laughter.  Dan turned slut sides to the audience and promptly
proceeded to whip his already hard cock out of his pants and sink it into
slut's arsehole in one fell thrust that brought tears to slut's eyes. He
fucked the teacher with callous disregard until he filled the orifice with
a copious amount of spooge. After slapping slut's arse once with his hand,
he told slut to fuck off back to his class and his class would be shown the
masterpiece that very afternoon.

That afternoon just happened to be Tuesday, the day that Dan was in Tim's
class.  Dan wasted no time informing the class that slut had a new tat and
this was that very tat.  He told Tim to drop the pants and exhibit his
newly acquired adornment to his class, Again just like Zac's class, this
class was astounded by the brilliance of workmanship and the comical image
of a cock-eyed face peering at an open mouth (arsehole).  When the cheering
and jeering had subsided, Dan grabbed slut by the ear and dragged him out
into the corridor, pants still around his ankles.  " right slut...you're
going to get my mate Ryan into your class on a Tuesday and Thursday ..the
same as me...and the reason you're going to do that is because we both want
those days off..and of course you will mark us present .when you do the
register.....do you understand slut" declared a very smug Dan. " yes of
course...if that's what you want" replied Tim. " "that's what I fucking
want so get it done...and I mean fucking now. slut......I want to be able
to tell my mate at lunch time that he's got Tuesday and Thursday off!!!"
bellowed Dan.  To make the point that he could do anything he wanted, he
took his cock out and pissed on Slut's pants still around his ankles making
it look like he had pissed himself.  A little piss had gone on the floor so
Dan told slut to lick it all up.  Tim got on to his hands and knees and
proceeded to lick the floor. He slurped at the bitter liquid endeavoring to
fulfill his task,but with out warning Dan stood on the back of his neck
pushing his face into the floor and gushed spunk onto the top of his head.
Unknown to Tim while he was licking up the residue of piss, Dan had been
wanking himself.  It even amazed Dan just how quickly a mid teen boy can
produce a load of spunk.  He then grabbed Tim's ear and dragged him back to
his feet and into the classroom where he threw him onto the floor. "leave
my spunk on your hair all day slut...do you understand" " yes Daniel"
replied Tim with pure unadulterated fear imprinted on every square inch of
his face.  He lay cowering on the floor until Dan told him to pull his piss
soaked pants up and fuck off.. It was clear to everyone that Dan was in a
very aggressive mood and intended to humiliate Slut as much as possible. No
one endeavoured to intervene with Dan's actions either because of fear he
generated or they simply didn't care what happened to their teacher ...now
their fuck toy.

At lunch time Dan was able to tell Ryan the good news and how he'd done it.
Dan's attitude was one of arrogance and malevolence self belief and he
pondered on various means on how to humiliate his fuck toys even more.  He
really could do whatever he wanted and that's exactly what he was going to
do. Fucking and sucking was all very well but Dan wanted laughs, he wanted
to cause them pain, he wanted to humiliate and hurt these two fucking
teachers in every way possible.  He wanted to show them and every fucker
else just who was in charge.  They say that power corrupts and absolute
power corrupts absolutely and no truer words were ever spoken.  The
situation between him [Dan ] and his mates and the these two teachers
started off as a blackmail to force a grown man to suck and be fucked by 16
year old boys but had now be transformed into Dan's personal objective of
exhibiting his superiority over, not one, but two teachers.  Only a few
days before the six weeks summer holidays and Dan had plans for the two
fuck toys.  They were informed that they would be spending their six weeks
amusing 50 horny teens.  They [the fuck toys] would arrange parties and
excursions to the woods and beach. They [the fuck toys] would always end up
being naked and totally subservient to any teenager...regardless.  The rule
was simple...if you are told to do something...do it!.  They were given an
example ...if a 14 year old, any 14 year old, tells you to strip naked in
the mall....you strip naked in the mall...or go to jail as a pedo.
Dan..was living life in the dangerous lane.  If the authorities got wind of
what was going on, it would be Dan and co going to jail for blackmail,
sexual assault and rape.  Ryan could see the whole situation blowing up in
their faces and resolved to bring his best mate into line.  Someone had to
point the dangers out to Dan, because Dan was on a path to self destruction
and didn't realize it.  Ryan waited until he had Dan on his own and
proceeded to tell Dan the stark truth, whether he liked it or not.  Only a
best mate could talk to Dan like this and Ryan was determined to alter his
destructive course and avoid trouble and save his best mate from whatever
evil fate awaited him..  " hey bud...we've been best mates
for...well...forever.. So what I have to say is to protect you" uttered
Ryan

 " protect me.... I don't fucking need protecting for fuck sake" roared a
very angry, arrogant Dan.  Ryan continued in his pursuit to make his mate
return to a reality that had escaped him.  " you do need protecting... you
need to be protected from your fucking self...you're losing the fucking
plot pal.  You going to allow any teenage to tell cunt and slut to do
something that will get them arrested and God knows where that will go if
either of them decides to tell the police the true story....Come on
man...you know I'm fucking right.....you stay in control..not any young
kid.....you need to do this..and now" Dan went very quiet and was clearly
in deep thought Ryan knew that Dan would at least think about what he'd
said.  After several minutes of serious thought, Dan walked up to his mate
..saying.."you are of course fucking right as usual...I was drowning in the
power and couldn't see the pitfalls..what was I thinking about.....you
really are my best mate...Thanks!!" Exclaimed Dan.

Dan got on to phone and sent a group text to members of both classes,
stating that all orders and instructions were off and a meeting of all lads
would be held at cunt's house 11am Saturday morning.  Zac and Tim were
informed to ignore any order given to them unless it was from Ryan or
himself.  There was absolute relief on the faces of the two teachers as
they both had visions of having to strip naked in public at the whim of
some puny little kid. They both realized that Dan had escaped his brief
psychotic episode, and even if he continued with his plans, they were at
least his plans and not a 14 year old teenager who had no idea of the
damage he could do.

Saturday morning came and most of the group had assembled at Zac's house.
Zac and Tim were naked and either serving coffee or coke or sucking dick to
a couple of dozen teens. Dan started " Hey guys..thanks for coming...I have
to tell you that the incident at school the other day was unacceptable and
I apology to you all for making you feel uncomfortable.  Ryan put me right
and this is why we are all here today....We all need to think of the
consequences if we make the fuck toys do stuff that will get them arrested.
.if we are sensible we can keep this going for God knows how long....we
could pass it on to others when we leave school..the options are wide and
varied....but only if we keep everything under our hats."  A discussion
ensued culminating in a unanimous decision that Dan should be in charge and
any ideas had to be put to him first for approval.  The two teachers were
at least relieved that they weren't going to be subjected to an order from
a 14 year old teen that didn't know or care if anything they ordered was
dangerous or just plain stupid.

Before the meeting concluded, Dan told the gang that he was going into the
woods with the fuck toys that afternoon and watch them fight each other. It
was to be a no holds barred event and the loser would get punished for
losing..............