"But before we start having some fun, some ground rules. Brake any and you'll slow and painful dip in my stomach, understand?" Anderson said while peting her stomach.
You gulp in fear. As much as you didn't like the idea of being a sex slave, you'd do anything to avoid getting eaten. One time a bully girl swallowed you and only got out because she had a stomach virus and puked you out. But the few minutes in her stomach was the worst experience of your life.
"Y-Yes Mrs. Anderson." You say.
She smiles and bites her lip in pleaser, getting turned on by your fear.
"Rule 1: It's not Mrs. Anderson, it's my queen. I'll let that one go for now because you didn't know, but call me other than my queen again and your going to the penalty room, and there's no getting out." She says licking her lips.
Y-YES MY QUEEN, PLEASE FORGIVE ME!" You scream fearing the worst to happen.
"Oh yes, I get so turned on by a tinys fear! She says full of lust.
"Which brings me to rule number 2: Don't disobey any of my orders. Rule 3: Sometimes I take other students from school, either to sell, or sometimes as a snack, you'll be my only slave but if you ever help them escape, we'll I believe I've more than made my point." She says as she slowly stripped down her clothes as she talked.
"Yes Mrs Ander- I MEAN MY QUEEN!" You quickly corrected yourself realizing you almost broke rule 1.
"Ha nice save there dildo boy, you almost became stomach boy instead HAHAHAHA! Okay well time to start, and since it's day one of your new life, once and only once. I'll let you choose, spend the shoved up my vagina, or up ass hole. Which is it?" She says taking off her panties, wondering what you'll choose.
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