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LAURA BURK: SEXUALITIES.

Ever since HB 2469 passed, or the H-Bill as it was often called, Humiliation is the approved form of discipline. Laura, a high school teacher, breaks a rule and finds herself having to deal with ever increasing humiliation. She thought the humiliation of day one was bad, but day two adds a whole new set of challenges.

Fredrick_Udele · Fantasia
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44 Chs

CHAPTER 44: Finale

They had gotten to Laura's room, and she poured the carafe into the bucket. Then Laura got her things into her cart to take home.

"Are these the packets you put the water in?"

"Yes, I tried all the flavors. I did one packet for each bottle, Seven in total."

"Did you read the fine print?"

"There is fine print? I only saw the flavoring names."

"Well, there is fine print, but it just lists a bunch of mumbo-jumbo names, the label really does not say anything useful, just that it has things in it that most people would have no idea what is what. This is just as I thought. I'm sure these are the same that they use at the H-Store. I think they use one packet for every two liters, and most people only drink only about a cup or two while they are there. You have had about 25 times what a regular person would have when they serve a night at an H-Store. The effects last a few hours. I've heard that the more you have the longer it lasts. You are going to have elevated hornyness for a while, maybe a day or more."

"I'm going to be horny for a whole day or more! God no! At least I know about it now. What should I do?"

"Laura, I'll help you if I can. Like I said there is an upside to this too. It makes it a little easier to be in your current state. Adam, grab a handful of those and keep them safe."

"Are you sure we can take them? I don't want to get in trouble."

"They are free at the H-Store. There may be a use for them. If we don't need them, we don't have to use them."

"Okay, I will get two of each flavor."

As Adam was getting the packets, Laura gathered her computer and papers that needed grading and put them in her cart so that they could head home.

"Summer, did you drive?" Laura asked.

"No, I used public transit to get here."

"Okay, we will all drive in our car to our house."

As they walked out, Adam put an arm around the naked waist of his mother and another arm around his… He was not sure exactly what Summer was, but she was definitely something more than just a contractor to him. He squeezed Summer's waist as they walked to the car, and she squeezed him back.

Once they were in the car, Adam opened the back door for Summer. She slid in and across the back seat and patted the seat near the door, indicating she expected Adam to sit next to her. Adam was more than happy to accommodate her wish. Laura got in the driver's seat. Once in the car Laura started quizzing Summer.

"So Summer, what is your story and why are you bound to my son as a… What is it called?"

"I am a contractor to him. He is my Contractor. They have done away with some of the more controversial terms such as master and slave as those have a much harsher meaning. I am his servant. I am bound to his controller band, and he can order me to do things that he feels would fit my H-Punishment. The control is formalized in the form of a contract. That contract is controlled by who had control of my band. When I was at the H-Store, they had the control. When I gave Adam my code, I in effect moved that contract over to Adam."

"Why in the world would you give anyone that kind of control over you?"

"I had already agreed to serve in an H-Store and was bound to that agreement. If I did not serve my time there, not only would I have to serve my full year sentence, but I would add 25% to it. That would be an extra 3 months. The only way out of my contract with the H-Store was to transfer it to someone else. The only problem is that I didn't trust anyone I knew to have that kind of control over my fate. Adam was different. He treated me like a real person and was nice to me and I thought, 'what the hell.' I freely admit that I have made enough bad choices in my life, but this time it felt different. I thought what if I take a leap of faith and trust someone that is unlike anyone I usually trust. Adam is about as different as anyone I have ever met. To give my code to him is way out of character for me. I just took a leap of faith that Adam would do what I need."

"Adam is a good boy. We raised him right. He is always nice to people and is very responsible. Even when he was a boy, he always took care of his toys."

"Well, I am now one of his toys. I hope he takes care of me. There is a little more to the contract than just giving him control over me. Someone needs to document that he is publicly making me pay for my past transgressions. In other words, Someone needs to take pictures of me being humiliated in public and show that Adam is the one controlling the situation. If the H-Board is satisfied with what we show them, my contract will legally be assigned to Adam within a week. Then we just need to check in periodically. They will already know any locations of temporary status changes and that the change will be coming from Adams band. What you did to me in front of the school was exactly what they wanted."

"That is crazy," Adam said.

"The front of the school is a monitored area by the H-Board, so what you did to me was a huge plus to making my assignment to you permanent."

"My God, I forgot that the front of the school is video monitored. It is bad enough that all the parents see me semi-nude but anyone with an H-account can watch remotely too!"

"Don't worry, there are so many registered sites that any one site only has a few remote viewers at any given time."

"But still…"

"Not much you can do about it. Trust me. You have only been sentenced for a couple days, I've been sentenced for over a month now, and I have time served at an H-Store. You really don't have much of a sentence compared to mine." Turning to Adam she said, "Adam, I do want to thank you for taking control of the situation back there. It just confirms that I was right about you. You are able to read me like a book. You really aren't lying to me about not having lots of sexual experience?"

"No, I don't have much experience. In fact, I really had not seen a pussy up close before I saw Mom a couple of days ago. You are the first one that I have ever had direct experience with. Sorry mom, I know it is weird to talk about this in front of my mother, but I lost my virginity to Summer last night and will undoubtedly be doing much more with her in the near future."

With a heavy sigh, Laura answered, "It is a different world we live in. When I was your age nudity and sex were things not talked about or seen. But back then there were many more crimes and other social issues. The H-Bill that made Humiliation the only form of punishment, almost overnight most crimes disappeared. I never thought I would be subject to an H-Sentence, but here I am and now I just have to deal with it. It has stabilized so many other parts of society, I just have to comply, even though it is very difficult for me to do so. So Summer, what is your story? We have only heard a very little about it. I know it has something to do with bad credit, but that is all."

"Yah, it really is embarrassing."

"Even more than being a Yellow? Or a Blue in an H-Store?" Adam asked as he squeezed her knee.

"Okay, as embarrassing. You have me there. Well, you see, when I was younger, I learned very early that I was attractive. I learned that I could flirt with a boy, and he would give me the best parts of his lunch. As I got older, I got bigger and better things. I used my looks and my body to get what I wanted. Then a couple of years ago the H-Bill passed. At first there was little change in things, but once there were a number of sentenced people, I found it harder and harder to trade my attention or even my body for things I wanted. I found an underground fake credit card network. I only used the fake cards for little things at first, but over time it got easier to use them and my charges get bigger. When nothing happened to me, I got cocky and thought I was smart enough to keep my activity under the radar. I was a fool."

"How did you get caught?" Adam asked.

"They were always monitoring. I never got away with anything. It just wasn't worth it until I had reached a threshold big enough for them to bring me in. They had everything on me. I had no defense, Zero. They came to my apartment and stripped me right there. Then they marched me down to the courthouse completely nude. It was so embarrassing to be forced to walk down the hall of my apartment in front of my neighbors and friends. Then they marched me two blocks away from my building to the waiting vehicle. They could have parked much closer, but NO they parked far enough away and walked slow enough so that everyone nearby could see me. It was during a busy part of the day no less! I thought I would die."

"I can't imagine what that must have been like. You had no time to mentally prepare yourself!"

"Oh, it got worse. When I got to the courthouse, there was a waiting line in front of the building. Everyone was queued up, on a moving sidewalk. There appeared to be another nude girl like me near the door, then there were several people that I think wanted a property permit for something and even a couple just in front of me waiting to get married. We were all separated by little barricades on the sidewalk. I did not notice how or why the girl was standing the way she was until I was placed in my waiting spot. They handcuffed me with my hands behind my back. Then they placed this little platform that had a short single post sticking up from it. First though it was just like a railing or separator so that I was separated from the people in front of me. I thought it was kind of strange because there was already a bar across the width of the moving walk to separate us. Then to my horror they had me walk right up to the little post and stand over it. A little kid was removed and what looked like a rounded metal dildo popped out of the opening. My handlers held onto the dildo and raised it up until it was at my crotch level. Then they said, "Hold Still" and the next thing I knew the cold metal dildo was let go and it popped straight into my pussy without any warning. It was cold! I tried to jump away from it but that was not possible. I was impaled on the damn thing and if I tried to move too far from standing directly over the post, it hurt.``

"That is horrible!" Laura said.

"Yes, it was. Once my handlers punched my case number on the pad on the bar in front of me, they left me be. It was over two hours before I finally got to the door. Every so often the whole moving sidewalk would smoothly glide forward, and another person or group would be allowed in the door. I tried to rise on my toes in an attempt to step off the post, but the damn thing rose with me. If I squatted down, it sank with me. My hands were behind my back, and I could not reach the post. I was just stuck there for anyone walking by to see me. The most I could do was rock back and forth from foot to foot a little bit. The only thing worse, I could think of, is if it had also vibrated and made me climax.

I have since heard that they use those damn single bar prisons on both men and women. It is really quite ingenious. There is no possible way off the things, and it takes minimal resources to completely restrain and simultaneously humiliate someone.

Once I got to the door it only took about fifteen minutes to be processed. A judge read off my offenses and pronounced my sentence of twelve months. When I tried to protest the length of time, he said I could cut it in half if I served two hours a day volunteering at an H-Store three days a week. I thought it would be easy to volunteer a few hours and I would cut my time in half. Only once I got to the store, did I find out what "Volunteering" really meant. When I tried to beg to serve my full twelve months, they said that if I did that, I would be breaking my contract and an extra three months would be added to my time. Only if I transferred my contract to a private person could I get out of serving at the store. The only stipulation is that that person must actively participate in my reeducation. I don't know anyone I trust to do that. Then Adam came along, and he was so nice to me but still took advantage of me when prompted, I finally knew I found the one I could trust."

"Thank you, Summer," Adam said.

"Well, now you know my story. Is there anything you want me to do for you right now Adam?"

"Yes, Summer. I want you to take my cock out and suck me off in front of my mother."

"Ooh, Kinky. Yes sir." Summer said.

"ADAM!" Laura said.

"Mom, You heard her. I need to work on her education and humiliation. You are going to see me do things to and with Summer because I plan on fulfilling my part of the contract, so get used to it mom."

"But Adam, it is not right to make her do that at all, and even worse, for you to make her do that in front of me."

"Mom, I warned you, I will now have to report your actions to Dad, and he, and maybe I, will have to decide what happens when we get home. I am doing this FOR Summer. You heard her. I need to help with her education. You are the one trying to make it harder for her."

"But Adam…"

"Mom, Dad is going to have to help educate you on how you are in the wrong now, and, I repeat AND, you are going to have to apologize to both Summer and Me for hindering what we need to do. Now, not another word. Let me enjoy what Summer is doing and let me focus on her."

Laura was tempted to continue the argument, but realized he was the one in control and she could only make it worse for herself.

Soon Adam let out a moan of pleasure as Summer's head bobbed up and down. He reached around her side and started tweaking the nipple he could reach. This caused her to pause only for a moment as a shudder of pleasure ran through her body before she redoubled her efforts. When he knew he was close to cuming, he said, "Hold it in your mouth." She moved her head so that only the tip was between her lips as she continued to pump with her hand. Soon he shot his load into her mouth, some of it hit the back of her throat, but most of it hit the top of her mouth.

When he was done, he said, "Show me."

She carefully closed her lips as she slid the tip of his cock from her mouth and sat up. When she was in position to show him, she opened her mouth to show his creamy cum on her tongue. He reached over and began to tweak her nipples like he knew she liked. She let out a moan as he did so but did not close her mouth. When he could see that she was almost ready to climax, he stopped touching her and said, "Now close your mouth, and swallow." She did so and her body began to shake with a strong orgasm.

When she down a bit, she said, "How the fuck did you do that?"

"What?"

"Make me cum by just telling me to swallow? I never ever even dreamed that was possible!"

"I wanted to see how far I came. Then I wanted you to swallow it. I had read about showing cum in a mouth in porn stories and was curious. Once I saw, telling you to swallow just seemed like the right thing to do. I was about to continue tweaking your nipples to get you off, but before I could, you climaxed."

"When you stopped pinching my nipples I was about to cry out in frustration because I was so close. But when you told me to swallow, with a commanding voice, you took me the other direction and over the top! It was incredible. You push buttons that I didn't even know I had. I don't know if I am fucking lucky to be contracted to you or if I am incredibly screwed. I don't know what you are going to do to me. I think it may be a little of both!"

She leaned over to him and put her head on his shoulder. He put his arm around her. She noticed a little bit of cum leak from his still exposed cock and she used a finger to gather it from the tip and then sucked it off her finger and sighed.

No one said anything more, the rest of the way to their home.

Laura was glad she had engaged the auto driver because she had gotten lost in watching her son control the beautiful naked girl sitting next to him and had very mixed feelings. She thought in her head, "Am I feeling jealous of what happened? Proud of my son? Lust for both of them… NO! That is not right. Adam is my son; I should not be thinking like this. Oh God, what is happening to me?"