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TORTURED TEACHER Chapter 2
by Joy Paine
index words:      humiliation h#

NOTE: with one exception, the characters in this story have no 
resemblance to any person living
or dead.  The exception is that I like to picture myself in the story, 
from time to time.


"But wait a minute", one of the ladies protested. "You mentioned the 
possibility of blackmail. How
can we make sure that they don't take pictures of us that they can use to 
blackmail us afterward?
I just can't imagine anything worse than being forced to work in a place 
like that," she shuddered.

"I've thought of that, too," Sheila replied. "Look here."

She picked up a little suitcase from the floor, laid it on the table. 
Opening the lid, drew out what
looked like a small bag, made of black silk.  Drawing the bag over her 
head, she adjusted it so
the eyeholes were in the right place, and tied the drawstrings under her 
chin.

"There," she said, her voice a bit muffled by the silk. "I defy the Devil 
himself to recognize me
now, especially with my clothes off." A naughty tone crept into her 
voice. "Sure, we'll be naked,
of course. We'll feel much more wicked that way. And it'll be more fun 
when Susie gives us the
blow job -- or we work on each other, if the spirit moves us. And look," 
she demonstrated, "these
masks have flaps that open up over the mouth, so they won't interfere 
with any kissing we want
to do.

"And that's part of the fun, too," she went on. "If we want to make a 
little love with one another,
nobody will know for sure who her partner is. And the rest of the girls 
won't know who is making
out, of course. And -- most delicious of all -- Susie won't know who is 
raping her (I think we can
use that word) while we'll know damned who she is.

"So any pictures that are taken will show only Susie with a bunch of 
anonymous naked girls, so
there's no possible way they can be used to blackmail any of us.
                                                                  h#
"As a matter of fact," she added as an afterthought, "we might like to 
take a few pictures
ourselves. Not only as souvenirs, but just think of the kick if we spring 
them on Susie some time
during our regular bridge sessions. For
instance," she giggled, "we could have a set of prints made up the size 
of our playing cards, and
let the dummy casually lay them out some time when Susie is declarer. 
You'd be willing to make
the prints for us in your lab, wouldn't you, Gertie?"

Gertie nodded, caught up in the spirit of the adventure.

"So let's put it to a vote. We don't all have to go, although Jack says 
that we'll have to pay a total
of $350, regardless of how many of us do take part. How about it, girls?"

The motion carried unanimously.

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