Linda Tong, looked at the card attached to the package from her student, Owen again. There were instructions, obscene instructions, and an address. Despite herself she got wet and weak kneed when thinking about him. Owen had uncovered the racist things she, and her former student aide Chen had said in class about him. Then he had uncovered that her own graduate paper had been copied from other sources and he had blackmailed her into blowing him.
She still shuddered at the thought of her, a Chinese woman reduced to sucking on a black man's cock to save her job, and reputation. It would all be worth it, however, if she could publish the book about her ancestors and their history.
Though Owen had threatened to further enslave her she had heard nothing for months, now she had received a text message with instruction for where she was to go. She debated what to do, but realized she was trapped, she could not do anything to him without hurting her own self. So reluctantly she complied.
It was during winter break, Linda was cold as she got out of the cab and went across the rainy campus to the office of Dr. Jamal, who she had found out was Owen's cousin. Maybe Owen wanted another blowjob and was going to use his office. When she got there her hopes sunk as she saw both Owen and Jamal. She tried to act surprised, but failed to do so.
"Come in Linda. Owen was just showing me about the paper you stole. So the house of lies comes a-tumbling down." Jamal chuckled, having crossed swords with her before."
"What do you want? Money?" she said all sour faced. Both men laughed.
"No, just for you to go into the next room and put on what is in that box for starters." Owen said. Linda went to the next room.
She had thought of taping the event to try to get them into trouble, but she realized that would again have put her on the spot also. She opened the box, started to undress, changed her mind and came storming back into the room.
"Oh no! No Way! I'd rather lose my job." She said dropping the box to the floor.
"Well if that is the way you want it we should see the chancellor, you take the box, I'll take your paper, and the transcripts of some of the racist rants you made with Chen, transcribed by a student who actually speaks Chinese.
Linda's mind ran through all her classes trying to figure out who it could be, and came back blank. "Is there any other way?" she asked but knew that she had none. She picked up the box and tried to go back to the next room.
"No, that ship has sailed." Jamal said, she stammered about the chancellor, but he laughed, "No, now you must get dressed in front of us."
She thought to argue, but knew there was no way out. Maybe they just wanted to humiliate her she thought hopefully.
She undid her black silk blouse and the two men watched it dropped to the floor. Then she reached in back and undid her tight little gray wool skirt. The men drank in her tight little figure. She stepped out of it and kicked off her shoes.
She stopped but the men told her all the way. She unclasped her bra reveal her taunt little 32B tits that defied gravity. Last were her panties. Naked she reached into the box and quickly put on the panties held within, adorned with balloons and hearts.
She put on a plain white bra, followed by a school uniform shirt, made for teens; however, it fit her tight little body perfectly. She pulled up the plaid skirt and reached backwards to zip it closed and button it. Sitting on a chair she put on the white socks with the lace along the tops. Lastly she laced up and tiled the white canvass sneakers.
She waited for a reaction but got none. Jamal held out his hand and she realized he wanted her to remove her wedding ring. She hesitated then did so putting it in her purse.
The dean then had her remove her makeup, replacing it with the more bright pink lipstick and makeup she saw the freshmen students wear. Lastly her hair was made up into two pigtails held by two red heart shaped decorated bands, a gift from Owen.
She looked at herself in the mirror; she was stunned at her transformation. "There now we are going back to school where your life somehow went wrong and get all that racist shit out of you," said Jamal.
"This is stupid and degrading," Linda said.
"Hmmm! I thought this might be hard on you, however, when you address me or Owen it shall be either as professor or master. Understood?" Linda just scowled at them. Jamal sighed. "Okay get over here now," he said sitting on top of the desk. Linda walked over to him.
"What are you going to do? Hey! Stop!" she said as Jamal pulled her over his knees. He lifted her skirt up and gave her ass a hard smack, stinging her tiny bottom. He let her feel it for a moment before smacking her butt again.
"You...little miss bitch are going to learn to behave. We were just going to look at you in that outfit tonight and maybe take some photographs," he said lying. "But now we are going to fuck the shit out of that tight little hole of yours," he said smacking her ass again and again. He stopped for a moment, "Now the only thing left on the table is whether we wear a bag or not. That is in your court," he said.
"Okay please stop!" she said a small tear running down her face.
"Stop what?" he asked hand raised in the air.
"Please stop! Master!" she said in a submissive voice.
"That is much better," he let her up onto her feet. Then he went to her and kissed her. She was stunned. She tried to pull away but he held her tight kissing her deeper as he squeezed her ass. Then Owen kissed her also leaving her slightly dizzy.
"Now to teach you a lesson young lady. How to take care of two big black cocks," he said taking joy in stunning her with the harsh language he used.
She was lightly pushed down onto her knees. Then Jamal said, "Oh dam! Nearly forgot," he rushed around to his desk and opened a draw and pulled out a pair of glasses. "Put these on," she was about to protest that she did not need glasses but submitted. She looked in the mirror and the transformation was complete, she now looked like a nerdy school girl.
She did not have much time to lament about her new image as Owen and Jamal pulled out their cocks, she noted that even semi-hard they were huge and thick. She grasped one in each hand and rubbed them, they grew larger with each stroke to the point that she could barely get her hand around Owen's cock and not at all around Jamal's.
