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*You guys know the rules. If you aren't suppose to read this, then don't.
Please enjoy.
The Private School Chronicles, Part III
For weeks I spent my time in the office of Mr Lucas, on my hands and knees or
my back, or with Mr White, my history teacher. Sometimes I would sit under Mr
Lucas' desk while he had meetings with faculty or parents. I would suck his
cock as he spoke with the other adults. I had to remain quiet or be noticed
by the other people in the office. It was hard when Mr Lucas pulled my head
all the way down on his cock and I could barely breathe. When he came in my
mouth, I learned to swallow every drop or I was required to stay late after
school with Mr White and Mr Lucas, one in my mouth and the other in my pussy.
My parents thought she was just becoming a bad student and urged her study
harder.
It was a Thursday afternoon that they finally told me what they were
planning. Mr Lucas handed me a bag filled with clothing, instructions and a
letter to my parents explaining why I would be in school on a Friday night. I
would not be required to come to school tomorrow. Instead I should arrive at
the school around nine o'clock at night and expect to spend the night there.
The explation to the parents was that it was a special class project in
science on the study of the stars. Of course, this could only be done at such
a late hour.
* * *
The next night I began preparing. First, I took a long bath. That was followed
by a couple of enemas. The instructions said that I would be punished if I was
not completely clean everywhere. I then dressed in the special school uniform
that had been given to me. I wore no underwear. The plaid skirt was shorter
then normal, and there was a slit on one side that reached to my hip. Instead
of a white blouse I wore a skimpy halter top that had been modified. The
matiral had been sliced so that it barely covered my breasts. I fixed my hair
so that it was in a cheerleader ponytail, high on my head. I felt very slutty.
I put on my buckled shoes and an overcoat, through the stilleto heals into my
back pack and walked outside. I avoided my parents but they yelled at me to
have a goodnight. I certainly would.
It was hard to bike to school without showing anything, even in an overcoat.
I hooked my bike up, changed to my heels and walked into the building. At the
door Mr White met me. He told me to remove the coat and back pack and leave
it there. I did as I was told and walked along with him, not knowning what
was going to happen. I noticed that he was watching me in my slutty outfit.
For his benefit I added more swing to my hips.
I noticed that we were going toward the gym. We entered and Mr White stopped
to close and lock the door. That made me a little nervous. I looked around
gym and my breathe caught in my throat. There were close to twenty men there,
all naked. I glanced at Mr White and noticed that he too was stripping. Oh MY
GOD. I quickly looked around more. The entire floor was covered by mats,
there were tubes of something scattered all over. A couple of towels in one
corner. I glanced up and noticed that there were several newly installed
cameras. So this is what I was perfect for.
Mr Lucas began to walk towards me. "Welcome Amy. You ofcourse understand that
you may leave at any time." He looked at the doors that were all closed and
probably locked. "However, if you do refuse to do anything tonight that your
teachers want you to do, you will fail all your classes this year and be
forced to spend another year here."
I thought it over for a minute. I had enjoyed the sex with two of these men
already. Even though I was eighteen, my parents would kill me if they ever
found out that I had done anything. And I had no desire to take another year
of high school. "I have no wish to leave."
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