Summer Collar Part Three - What happens when a summer slave goes back to her teaching job?

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Miss Schlau is a hardworking and dedicated teacher. Fortunately she has the summers off so during that time she becomes the ultimate submissive to Mr. and Mrs. Adler. The only way she can get through the school year is by looking forward to her time in her collar and nothing else, servicing her owners in their every whim.

At the end of the summer party Miss meets several slaves who are also happy to serve their owners. Nervous that the summer is ending and her summer lover is gone Miss has to look forward to the school year and what complications might ensue from there…

This is a 10,000 word novella intended for adult audiences. Part three of three.

Content warning: This story features graphic sex, BDSM themes, consensual slavery, lesbian sex, group sex, female submissiveness, male dominance, and other graphic depictions of adult sexuality. Strong language and adult only content.

Excerpt:

Though next year, next summer…we’ll have to see, won’t we?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

Sara-Jane’s tone and attitude softened. “Are you disappointed?”

Miss nodded. “A little. Like you, I guess I didn’t want changes either. I like this, being with you two, serving you both, being your…slave.”

Now Sara-Jane reached out and rubbed Miss’s shoulder. It was a casual gesture that would have been completely natural in any other context except that Sara-Jane was clothed and Miss was naked except for her collar. “We like it too. But changes happen. Just be glad that it isn’t your body that’s going to be ravaged.”

Sara-Jane dismissed her with a nod and sat down to watch her movie. Miss retreated to the kitchen and threw away the diaphragm for the second time.

She came to the unfortunate conclusion that here was no role for her in the next stage of the Adlers’ lives.

Later in the night as Sara-Jane was about to go upstairs to her bed Miss met her once more. “Is that why master was so angry with me last night?”

Sara-Jane paused and then nodded yes. “He’s been taking his anger out on you and I couldn’t let that happen anymore.”

Miss was speechless. Sara-Jane walked around her. She couldn’t believe Mr. Adler’s wife was making such a sacrifice for her. She was certain that deep down Sara-Jane hated her and only pretended to tolerate the other woman in her house and bed.

Maybe that wasn’t the case.