Copyright (c) 2006, Hardguy. ALL Rights Reserved Date of first publication: Tuesday, February 14, 2006 Republished at ASSTR.org: Sunday, June 27, 2010 Author: Hardguy Title: The Gym Teacher Summary: Brian deals with a young girl that breaks the rules in the gym class he teaches. Keywords: M/gg, b+/g+, ped, cons, humiliation, bd, orgy, nc, gang bang, indirect bukkake The following story is a work of fiction, meant to entertain the reader. It may contain offensive language of a graphic sexual and/or violent nature and details many activities which are highly illegal in much of the modern world. I do not condone or encourage any activity that may be harmful to the wellbeing of a minor, no matter the circumstances. Please realize that there is a line between being a pedophile and being a child molester. Any time that line is crossed, an innocent life is destroyed and a monster is created. Please do your part to ensure that all children are kept safe from those who cannot see that line. Thank you. The Gym Teacher Written by Hardguy Brian gave Ellen a slap on her tight little bare ass as the 11- year old pulled up her gym shorts. He noticed a blob of white trickling down her inner thigh and grabbed her arm before she left the small office. "You missed some," he told her, scooping the leaking seed up with his finger. Ellen turned around; her cheeks still tinted pink from the quick fuck, and opened her mouth. Brian traced her lips with the cum coated finger, glossing them with spunk, before letting her suck the rest off. "Do I get an A?" she asked him with a smirk. Brian turned away from her in his chair and opened a drawer in his desk. He swiveled back to her with a disposable camera. "Do a little homework for me, and I'll consider it," he answered. "Ok, but you know I almost got caught last time. Jill was moaning too fucking loud, and my mom started pounding on the door wanting to know what was going on." Ellen was referring to the pictures she'd taken of her 9-year old sister's first orgasm for Brian last month. "Hey, that's not my problem," he told her. "Now get out there and sit down. I have a class I need to teach." "Yes, Mr. Tatum," the little blonde said, and left his office walking a little funny, closing the door behind her. He adjusted his still half-full cock and stood up. He went to the window and parted the blinds to peer out at the gym floor. Several kids had already taken their spots on the floor. Many were chatting in little groups. Ellen had gone to a group of friends and sat down with them. Brian couldn't help laughing as a look of discomfort flashed on her face as her just-pumped-pussy touched the floor. Checking the clock, he saw that he had a little less than 2 minutes before class was to start. He grabbed his whistle off the nearby hook and left the office. As he strode towards the locker rooms to yell at the stragglers to hurry up, he noticed Ellen watching him. She could watch him all she liked; he wasn't going to look back at her. She was just his latest pre-teen fuck toy to pass through the 6th grade gym class he taught. In a little more than 3 months, it would be summer and he'd have to rely on hookers and Internet porn until the school year started up again in September and he found another little virgin with a crush on him in that class. With any luck, he'd find more than one. Brian had developed a kind of reputation among staff and students that he was a no nonsense hardass jerk that demanded discipline. Few people ever tried to stand in his way, and those who did often found themselves ignored by the authorities thanks to Brian's extensive web of bribes and blackmail. For starters, the principal had once drunkenly blurted out to Brian that he had been having a homosexual affair with an unmarried male staff member, which the crafty gym teacher used to keep his job, as well as several salary increases. Next there was the school board, whose members just happened to visit the same whores that Brian did, and he had the pictures to prove it. The photos provided to him by his students were shared with a pair of pedo police officers in exchange for the accidental loss of paperwork that seemed to plague the station whenever his name came up. Finally there was the mayor, whose daughter had an insatiable desire for cock and got it from whomever she could, including her own father. It seemed he had gotten to her cherry before Brian had, and even went so far as to videotape the momentous event. A copy of this tape just happened to reside in a safe Brian kept hidden at home. He first opened the door to the boy's locker room and went inside. He blew loudly on his whistle, startling everybody inside. "YOU'VE GOT 2 MINUTES TO GET OUTSIDE!" he yelled at the half naked boys. He exited that locker room and smiled as he approached the door to the girl's locker room. Normally, the school would prefer that a female gym teacher would do this, but thanks to Brian's efforts, every female gym teacher had either quit from his almost constant sexual harassment of them, or had gotten fired for molesting female students...or at least that's what the poor little lambs claimed had happened. He pulled open the door, surprising two girls who were just about to exit the locker room. He walked past them, casually brushing his hands on their little tits. The best thing about being in charge of girls this age was that the majority of them went braless in their gym clothes, not that they had anything to support on those delicious flat chests anyways. As he had done in the boy's locker room, Brian walked right into the middle of it, and blew his whistle loudly. A dozen little girls in various states of undress shrieking was like music to his ears, and art to his eyes. "TWO MINUTES LADIES!" he shouted, briefly leering at one girl in particular who was wearing only a t-shirt and was trying desperately to pull the hem of the shirt down to cover her pussy. He got a good look at those hairless lips and then went back out to the gym floor. Taking his position at the front of the class, he looked at his watch, waiting for class to start. Gradually, boys and girls filed out of the locker rooms to take their spots on the floor. Many of the girls avoided any kind of eye contact with him out of embarrassment from his locker room invasion and/or from getting "accidentally" felt up by their instructor. Finally it was time for class to begin and he started to go over the seating chart to take attendance. As he reached empty spots on the floor where students should have been sitting, he would ask the class if they had been absent from their other classes that day. One by one, the kids would confirm the absences, until he reached one name. "Is Lindsey Shoan absent today?" he asked the class. There was a chorus of 'no's' from the students who had seen her earlier in the day. He sighed and took a few steps towards the locker room doors to check for her, when the door opened and a red faced brunette with her hair tied back in a pony tail came rushing out. "You're late!" he told her, making her cringe as she hustled to her spot on the floor. He turned away from her and marked her tardy on the attendance sheet, and was about to go on to the next student when he noticed something about her. Instead of the required t-shirt and shorts, she was wearing a short skirt with her t-shirt. "Lindsey!" he called to her, making her jerk her head up in surprise. "Y-yes, Mr. Tatum?" she said, a little frightened. "What do you think you are doing wearing a skirt in gym class?" "I uh, I...I forgot my shorts at home, so I..." "Come up here, Lindsey." The embarrassed girl rose, and came up to Brian in front of the class, seeming to take special care of her skirt so that nobody would see under it. She was Brian's favorite kind of little girl, shy and slim. It was too bad she'd never shown the sort of interest in him like Ellen did, or else he'd have seduced her the first day of class. "Does anybody have a pair of shorts that they can let Lindsey use for today?" he asked the class. None of the kids responded. He looked back to Lindsey, and wondered what to do with her. Mulling it over in his head, he was about to just give up and send her back to her spot on the floor in her skirt, when a wicked idea entered into his head. "Take it off." The little girl's head jerked up at him, as did every head in the class. "W-what?" Lindsey asked him, not sure she had heard him right. Brian looked into her frightened eyes and repeated himself. "Take. It. Off." "B-but, everybody...a-and I'm..." "I don't care. The rules are that you do not wear a skirt in gym class, so you will have to take it off. Now," Brian told her firmly. He noticed many boys were watching the exchange between them with amused pleased expressions, while many of the girls looked aghast at the order. "I can't...I don't have..." her voice trailed off into a whisper as tears started escaping from her eyes, which were directed to the nearest wall so that she did not have to look at anybody. "What did you say? Speak up!" Brian commanded her. He saw her lips moving again but could not hear a word. He grew angry and grabbed her by her arms. "I CANNOT HEAR YOU! NOW SAY IT LOUD ENOUGH SO THAT WE CAN ALL HEAR!" he yelled at her. The weeping girl closed her eyes, took a deep breath and then shouted her shameful words. "I'M NOT WEARING ANY PANTIES!" Lindsey's voice echoed throughout the gym in the stunned silence that followed. A few girls started to snicker, and Brian shot them a look that shut them up fast. "Why not?" he asked her, getting impatient. "B-b-because I-" "LOUDER!" "I WET MY PANTS!" The whole class laughed out loud at this. Even Brian laughed in the little girl's tear strewn face, his cock raging hard at getting her twat exposed despite having just pumped 80 million of his tadpoles into Ellen's cunt less than 5 minutes ago. He wiped the tears that had popped out of his eyes while he had laughed at her misfortune and composed himself. "Well, Little Miss Pissy Pants, rules are rules. Take them off now." Lindsey didn't respond with words but just shook her head from side to side in refusal. Brian grabbed her by the hair and yanked on it, causing her to yelp in pain. "You will remove that skirt now, or I will remove it myself." Lindsey fought back, clawing at the hand he held her with. He pushed her to the floor, and she landed with a thud on her rump, her skirt flipping up and her legs spread giving a portion of the class a look at what she'd been so desperate to keep hidden. Lindsey scrambled to cover herself and then got to her feet and made a run for the locker room. "Ellen, get her," he told his little lover, who sat in the path of Lindsey's escape route. He called on her often enough in class to do tasks for him, that it didn't appear too odd to the class that he picked her for the job. As it was, very few of them had likely even noticed, they were so wrapped up in the bizarre scene playing out in front of them. Ellen got to her feet and intercepted the crying girl who struggled in the stronger girl's grasp. Brian went to the nearby box of jump ropes that were to be used in class that day, and pulled one out. He came back to the front of the class, where Ellen had brought Lindsey and tied hands behind her back. He dismissed Ellen with a pat on her butt, and then grabbed Lindsey by her hair. "Now then, boys and girls," he said with some flourish to the class, "I give you a look at some whiny little bitch pussy!" Brian stepped behind Lindsey, put both hands on her skirt, and tore it off of her. Most of the girls in class gasped and looked away from their classmate's bald slit. The boys, however, were united in interest and were looking intently at their first ever cunny. More than one of them had started masturbating at the sight. "Please, noooooo!" cried Lindsey as she tried desperately to cross her legs. Brian heard more snickering from the girls who had done so earlier and looked at them. They both stopped when they felt his gaze upon them. "You two, on your feet, strip!" he yelled at them. The girls recoiled in shock at the command, but one look at Lindsey's bound form and they hurried to undress in front of their classmates, shyly covering their small tits and hairless pussies. He turned then to the boys that were jacking off. "Get those hands off your dicks, and go be men with those cunts over there," he told them, gesturing at the two naked girls, who looked horrified by their teacher's instructions. For their part, the boys practically tore out of their shorts and rushed to get their hands on the first pussy of their young lives. Brian watched with an amused expression as every boy in the class started jerking off, hoping they would get the same chance. More than a few girls were also digging between their legs as they watched a pair of cherries pop on the gym floor. With all these horny kids, there was only one thing in his mind to do. "Fellas, pick the pussy of your choice, and get to it. I want to see cum dripping out of every cunt by the end of class," he told the boys. The guys cheered and rushed the girls, who either squealed in fright at their impending rape or willingly spread their legs for a horny young cock. With the cries of a dozen girls becoming deflowered, Brian turned to his own little victim, who was beside herself in watching the developing orgy. "Now see what you did?" he told her. "Because you pissed yourself and came in here like a stupid little whore, all your little friends are getting fucked." "Wha--?" Lindsey said, incredulous that he was laying the blame on her for this. "B-but, you told them..." "Well I wouldn't have had to, if you'd just held in your piss like a big girl." He sighed and pushed down his shorts, reveling in the terrified look on her face as she got a look at his engorged cock. "Oh no...please, sir, no!" she begged, his intentions becoming clear to her. Brian ignored her, and grabbed her shirt collar, tearing it right down the middle, leaving Lindsey naked. He felt up her puffy nips, before pushing her down on her ass. With her hands tied, Lindsey could not get up and make any kind of an escape attempt, nor could she cover herself. She just held her knees together as tightly as possible, but Brian's superior strength easily pried them apart. "This'll hurt less if you stop fighting me," he told her, forcing her legs wide open and pinning them on the ground. Lindsey was sobbing in embarrassment and fright as her gym teacher, and soon to be rapist, leered at her open crotch, and did what came naturally to many people in her position. She screamed. "HELP! HELP ME PLEASE! I'M BEING RAPED! ANYBODY, HELP ME, PLEASE!" Her cries fell on deaf ears however, as her classmates, many of them now either cumming or being cummed in, didn't dare do anything that might anger Mr. Tatum. Brian did take action, and clamped his hand over her mouth, pushing her head to the hard wood floor as he mounted her. She bit his hand and was rewarded for her efforts with a hard slap to the face. "Ellen, get your soggy cunt over here," Brian yelled over his shoulder to his pet girl. Ellen shoved away the scrawny boy, who had only just succeeded in getting inside of her sloppy insides, and hurried to her adult lover's side, leaving the boy to spunk onto the uncaring cold floor. "Sit on this bitch's face and feed her what I dumped into you earlier," Brian told her. Ellen did as she was told and squatted down on Lindsey's head. Lindsey closed her eyes as Brian's earlier load mixed with Ellen's own excited juices dripped out onto her face. Brian positioned his cock and pushed it into the little girl's puffy mound. "No! Please, no! I don't want to get pregnant, please! Don't fuck me!" she shouted into her peer's dripping labia, feeling the loss of her innocence imminent. Brian just grinned sadistically. "Bleeding already, huh?" he mused. If Lindsey did catch, she wouldn't be the first to squeeze one of his bastards out from between her thighs. "Hope you've picked out some good names!" he cheerily told her and with one thrust, plowed through her hymen and slammed into her cervix. Lindsey cried out in shock and pain, and caught a trickle of smut in her mouth from Ellen who was bearing down to purge her reproductive tract of all that Brian had given her before class. "OWWWWWWW! IT HURTS, IT HU-" She coughed and sputtered as Ellen's efforts trickled into her nose and throat. Brian didn't let up at all and relentlessly pounded her. It felt like his cock was in a vise, as it had inside every other preteen virgin he'd had over the years. Thanks to his earlier orgasm, he had a lot of staying power and literally fucked Lindsey until she liked it. Her cries of agony gradually shifted to cries of pleasure as her pussy began reacting favorably to his invading shaft. Ellen had started rubbing her sloppy lips on Lindsey's face, and had taken to grinding on her nose in pursuit of an orgasm. It didn't take Ellen long, having been fucked one and a half times in the last 10 minutes, before she was moaning and crying out on Lindsey's face. She sat down off to the side and fingered her cunt to watch her lover pound another girl's pussy. With Ellen now out of the way, Brian pulled out and flipped Lindsey over. Putting her up on her knees, he grabbed her hips and plowed into her from behind. Since her hands were still tied, her face and shoulders provided much of the support for her weight. If it hurt, she didn't notice, because her first orgasm ever was now shuddering through her body. Hearing and feeling this girl cum was enough to get Brian's balls pumping. With a shout, he splattered her insides with hot seed. Lindsey cried out at the sensation of his flooding her body, and she twisted her hips from side to side around his shaft. Brian pulled out of her with a slick popping noise and dribbled his remaining load on her small but shapely ass. Letting go of her hips, Brian let her collapse onto her side and Lindsey just lay there gasping as blood streaked cum oozed from between her legs. "I warmed her up for you, boys," Brian told the class, most of whom had already finished their fucking. "Feel free to stick it in her as thanks for getting you all laid today. She'll suck the cum out for you ladies as well." He stepped aside to feed Ellen his slippery cock and watched as one by one every boy in the class invaded Lindsey's sore cunny and each girl squatted over her face dripping virgin blood laced semen onto it. As the scene played out before him, a smile spread over his face as he wondered just how many favors he'd have to call in for this one. The End Author's note: I think you'll have noticed by now that this is very different from my usual stories. It's based off of a cybersex chat I had a few nights ago with a woman who suggested the scenario and played the role of Lindsey. Normally bondage, humiliation, and rape aren't my thing, but I enjoyed playing out the fantasy with her and it seemed like it would be interesting to adapt and expand as a narrative story for the rest of you to enjoy. Thanks for reading, and feedback is always welcome. Hardguy 8=====>~~~ This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.