Chapter 2 - The Chocolate Frosty
When Iswarya got to the door she turned and told Sneha, "Follow two steps behind and act normal."
How could she act normal? Her nipples were rubbing on her blouse with every step, her pussy was bare under her skirt and much to her dismay, becoming moister by the minute. With the buttons open as Iswarya had ordered she was showing more cleavage than she felt was acceptable. "Yes Ms. Menon," she replied.
Iswarya opened the door and lead the defeated teacher through the halls of the school into the parking lot. Mrs. Sneha’s car was parked in the middle of the now almost empty lot. "Give me the keys," demanded Iswarya.
Iswarya climbed behind the wheel and Sneha got into the passenger side. "Slide your skirt up Mrs. Sneha."
Sneha slides her skirt up to mid-thigh.
"Higher."
Sneha slides her skirt higher so that it barely covered her very moist pussy.
Iswarya started the car and began driving toward Mrs. Sneha's house about 20 minutes away. "We have to make one stop at Walmart on the way home"
Sneha heart sank as she prayed Iswarya would not make her go into the store with her breasts free and pussy bare.
"Tell me Mrs. Sneha., what sort of sex toys do you have at home?"
Sneha couldn't believe her student had asked her this. "I have a vibrator Ms. Menon"
"Anything else?"
"That's all Ms. Menon."
Iswarya pulled the car into the Walmart parking lot. This was a super Walmart with a grocery store as well as the department store. "Let’s go Mrs. Sneha. we have some shopping to do. Remember two steps behind."
Sneha slides her skirt down her legs and climbed out of the car. The air was chilly which added to the hardening of her nipples. Iswarya didn't allow her to put on her jacket. She moved quickly to follow the young athletic student across the lot.
"Do you have cash or credit cards with you Mrs. Sneha.?"
"Yes Iswarya, I have both."
Iswarya stopped in her tracks and turned to the teacher. "What did you call me?"
"Is... I’m sorry Ms. Menon."
"Open another button."
"Please Ms. Menon. I'm sorry."
"Do you want it to be two more buttons?"
"No!" answered Sneha as she opened the third button on her blouse. If she moved too quickly, she knew she would expose her bare breast. She knew she would have to move carefully.
"Get a cart Mrs. Sneha." ordered Iswarya as they entered the store.
Sneha did as ordered and followed Iswarya through the store to the pet department. "Let’s get a collar for my new pet. Try this one on," said Iswarya handing Sneha a white dog collar with rhinestones on it.
"Here???"
"Mrs. Sneha. I do not like to repeat myself. If you don't want to do what I tell you, you can go home and I will see that the pictures are distributed by Monday. Now try on the collar."
Looking around Sneha quickly placed the collar around her neck. "It fits Ms. Menon."
"Let’s be sure...buckle it."
Sneha buckled the collar around her neck. It did fit.
"Now a leash said Iswarya. Reach up and get the red one Mrs. Sneha."
Sneha reached up to remove the collar before anyone saw her.
Iswarya smacked her hands. "Leave it on."
Sneha reached up with her stinging hand to get the leash. She realized stretching up made her bare breasts pop out of her opened blouse. Reaching down with one hand and closing her blouse while reaching up for the leash got her another smack on the hand. "Do not touch that blouse Mrs. Sneha."
Iswarya clipped the leash to the white collar. "Looks very nice. Put them in the basket." said Iswarya as she moved off.
Sneha struggled to get the collar off and follow Iswarya without anyone seeing her and without Iswarya getting angry because she was too far behind.
Iswarya moved to the hardware department and placed two, 4 foot long 1" dowel rods into the cart along with a package of eye screws and fifty feet of clothes line.
Then to the grocery section where Iswarya placed three cucumbers, a bag of carrots, a container of chili powder and a box of popsicle into the cart.
Sneha was getting more and more nervous as she looked over the contents of the cart.
"One more stop" said Iswarya as she moved off to the housewares section. Here she placed a package of clothes pins in the cart along with four 12" taper candles and two large chip bag clamps.
"I'll meet you at the car," said Iswarya leaving Sneha standing there. "Don't be long."
Sneha went to the check out. While all of the items individually were innocent, Sneha was very embarrassed because she knew they were all to be used in some way on her. She was also very aware of the display she was making with her blouse open as it was. She paid with a red face, unbelievably soaked pussy and swollen nipples.
Sneha put the items in the trunk and climbed into the car. "Skirt." said Iswarya.
Sneha quickly slide her skirt up to barely below her pussy as before.
"Let’s stop for dinner," said Iswarya. "What are you hungry for?"
"I'm not hungry."
Slap. "Ms. Menon!!!!!!!"
"Ow...... Sorry Ms. Menon."
"Slide your skirt up further. You must understand you will lose something every time you fail to please me. And of course, you know what happens if you totally refuse to obey." Iswarya drove out of the parking lot as Sneha slide her skirt up higher so that her pussy was exposed. Her face was beet red. She felt like a child being punished for being bad.
Sneha rode in silence as Iswarya drove toward her house. She knew she was lost but she had no other choice. She began to panic as Iswarya pulled into Wendy's drive through line.
"Don't touch that skirt Mrs. Sneha. What do you want to eat?"
"Nothing Ms. Menon."
The humiliated teacher shrank into her seat as Iswarya ordered a chicken sandwich, fries, and two chocolate-frosty. When they got to the window to pay Iswarya reached her hand to Mrs. Sneha. for money. Mrs. Sneha. quickly dug in her purse and handed Iswarya money hoping they didn't recognize her. Since it was getting dark the clerk really couldn't see anything but Sneha almost died when she said, "Hi Mrs. Prasanna."
The clerk knew the car.
"Hi", responded Sneha as she wanted to crawl under the seat.
Iswarya pulled into the lot and parked in a dark corner and began to eat her sandwich. "Open your blouse all the way Mrs. Sneha."
With slight hesitation the Sneha opened her blouse and exposed her bare breasts. "While I eat my dinner, I want you to entertain me by coating your breasts with this chocolate frosty. Be careful not to get any on your beautiful blouse."
The humiliated teacher sat in the Wendy's parking lot, Blouse open and breasts bared with her senior English student and rubbed the ice-cold chocolate frosty all over her breasts. Sneha wanted to please the teen because she had demonstrated her progressive discipline plan. The freezing milkshake caused her nipples to harden to the point of being painful. “Put some on your pussy too."
The teachers’ fingers dipped into the frosty and she smeared it all over her pussy. "Inside too Mrs. Sneha."
Her breath began to come in short gasps as the cold frosty stimulated her hot pussy. Her fingers had a mind of their own. This went on for fifteen minutes while Iswarya calmly ate her dinner and the teacher played with herself and became hotter and hotter much to her dismay.
Just as she was approaching her peak thankfully Iswarya told her to stop and lick her fingers clean. "Don't touch anything" ordered Iswarya as she started the car.
Sneha sat there bare to the waist with her pussy now clearly visible and everything was sticky. She was sucking her fingers clean as ordered by her student. The taste of pussy and chocolate frosty almost made her throw-up. She was thankful she was had not orgasmed in front of her student in such a humiliating way but she had a fire in her pussy that wanted to be satisfied.
They turned up into Sneha's driveway. Her house was set back from the road on a secluded lot. The back yard was surrounded by a high wooden fence and there was little traffic on the road.
Parking in front of the garage Iswarya said, " Bring in the stuff and meet me in the bathroom Mrs. Sneha. You're a mess.
To Be Continued