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(F/fm-teens, bi, huml, reluc) *** "This is just another example of why I hate being a teacher," Ms. Thompson said to herself, as she started her car and pulled out of her driveway. "Kids these days have no respect for authority as it is. Now they are going to make me chaperone the Halloween party and require me to wear a stupid costume!" She looked down at the costume she had picked out. It was a nun's habit and she carried a teacher's pointer, completing the ensemble. "This should be authoritarian enough to make sure the little devils continue to respect me!" she thought, as her mouth tightened and pinched together. No one could have guessed that she was attempting to grin. "Why do they have to have a Halloween dance anyway? I know they want to keep the kids in a structured environment where they can't drink and drive, but this is supporting a pagan holiday. That"s the problem these days, they need to bring God back into the classes!" Ms. Thompson had chosen her costume for the religious significance as well. "It's a shame, the only day I could bring religion to school, is Halloween," she thought, as she fingered her rosary beads. Ms. Thompson"s Corsica slowed and then pulled over to the side of the road after making a horrible sound. "Why tonight of all nights? she thought, as she reached for her pocket book. "Oh no! I was in such a hurry to get dressed in my costume, I forgot my pocket book!" she exclaimed, hitting the steering wheel. She was afraid to get out of the car and walk, especially with it being Halloween, but there was not other option. She did take the precaution and crossed to the other side of the road, so no one would try to pick her up. A car slowed down, honking the horn as it drove by. "Need a ride!" they shouted, then burning rubber as they sped off. "Well you"re not gonna get nun!" "Blasted kids!" she swore, as the car pulled away. "They could have at least not used a double negative." A red convertible Mustang pulled next to the walking nun and a window slid down. "Hey lady! You need a ride? a young red haired girl asked. Ms. Thompson looked in the window at the other occupants. They were all young girl, she saw with relief. It was much further to school than she originally thought and her feet were beginning to hurt, so she decided to take a chance. "Thank heavens!" she exclaimed. "My car broke down and I forgot my cellular phone. If you be so kind as to take me as far as Holybrook High School, I would be ever so grateful," she said as cheerfully as possible. "Sure lady, hop in!" she shouted out the window. "Tamika, get out and let the lady in the back seat. Show the old lady some manners," she asked the girl in the back seat. "I am not an *old* lady! The nerve of that girl!" thought the teacher. The back door opened and a young black girl got out of the car. Ms. Thompson was taken aback by the black girl's clothes or rather her lack of clothes. She was wearing what seemed to be the tiniest Catholic school uniform ever made. It was so short that when she got out of the car, she flashed her tiny white panties to the older woman. "The clothes these kids wear today, it just isn't proper," Ms. Thompson thought, as she got in the seat. She was startled when the black girl pushed her beside the blonde girl in the back seat and then got in next to her. "What on earth is she doing that for?" worried Ms. Thompson, as she was sandwiched between the two girls. "Why doesn't she sit in the front, where she was? Not only did she think this was a little strange, but it was also peculiar that all the girls were dressed in the same costume. Even if tonight was Halloween. "Maybe, they are actually Catholic school girls," she reasoned. The driver looked back at the hitch-hiker and then widened her eyes in shock. "Ms. Thompson! Is that you?" she exclaimed. "Err-yes," replied Ms. Thompson, while she tried to remember the girl"s name. She looked familiar, but she just couldn"t place her, after only seeing her briefly. "You failed me, if that helps," added the red-haired girl. "Tina" Tina Anderson. I"ve missed you at school this year, are you going to St. Mary"s now?" Ms. Thompson asked. To her dismay all the other girls in the car began laughing hysterically. The black girl put her arm around the flustered teacher, "Teach, you a trip!" she said as she playfully poked her index finger in the older woman"s ribs. Ms. Thompson"s reaction was immediate, as she jumped away from the finger that goosed her and landed in the blonde"s lap, who sat to her left. "Ugh, get off me lady, you"re crushing me with that fat ass!" the petite blonde shouted. "Sorry, b-but s-she," Ms. Thompson replied apologetically, as she looked over at the black girl, sitting so smugly with a *what who me* look, plastered on her face. The older woman couldn"t say that she was extremely ticklish; she knew how mean kids could be when they found a weakness. Instead, she just sheepishly scooted back into the middle again, but Tamika did notice. "No, I'm not a student Ms. Thompson, I just play one on TV. Besides, you ended my school career for me with that F you gave me. No chance of college for me, after that I"m afraid, so I just found a nice well paying job that I don't need your little diploma to get," Tina said in a superior tone. "I"m sorry to hear that Tina. You really should try to get your degree, and don't blame me, you were the one who didn't do your assignments." Ms. Thompson chided the girl. It was a speech she had given time and time before. Tina put a cigarette in her mouth and lit it. Smoke began to fill the car, much to the teacher"s dismay. "What is that curious smell? thought Ms. Thompson, smelling the spicy fumes that filled the air. "Dear God! She wouldn't have the nerve to smoke marijuana in front of a teacher, would she? The teacher coughed and waved her hand in front of her face. "Tina, I can't believe you have the gall to do drugs in front of a me! Put that out, before I turn you girls in at your school!" she demanded, but to her consternation the girl just took another drag, ignoring her. However, she began to grow exasperated, when the girls began laughing at her again. "You know Ms. Thompson, you really shouldn't be such a fucking bitch, when you are at someone else's mercy," Tina said, as she began intentionally filling the car with her second hand smoke. "Tamika, I don't think nuns are supposed to wear underwear. Why don't you see if she's in a proper costume? "Cough-Wait, wait!" Ms. Thompson frantically, tried to fight off the black girl, but the blonde next to her grabbed one of her arms and Tamika began to tickle the stern older woman. She wasn't stern for much longer. Ms. Thompson, began laughing hysterically and coughing, while she tried to squirm away. Much to her dismay, the blonde now joined in the ticking. "No please, please, I can't breathe!" she gasped, struggling weakly as her habit was pulled over her head. "You're right Tina, this teach ain't a real nun!" said Tamika, laughing at the squirming older woman. Tina pulled the Mustang over and parked behind a closed drug store, not wanting to miss any of the action that was taking place. "Damn! Look at those granny panties on Ms. Thompson!" she laughed. "Come on girls, if she"s gonna dress as a nun, she should do it right!" All three girls descended on the hapless teacher like a flock of harpies. The teacher struggled against the girls in a vain attempt to keep her dignity, however soon her habit was pulled over her head and arms, immobilizing her upper body. "Eeeeeeeeee, girls -- girls" the teacher's screams were muffled by the thick fabric. However, her actions were useless, since the girls promptly stripped her of her undergarments. She shivered, as she felt the cold air of the car, chilling her naked sex and breasts. "Damn look at her bush Tina! Judging by the amount of overgrowth, I would say the fields the fields beneath, haven't seen a plow in quite a long time!" Tina said, followed by more hysterical laughter from the girls. "Maybe we should weed that garden? Tamika said, as she began to pluck at the dense mat of curly hair. This elicited more squeals and squirming from the hapless older woman. Ms. Thompson tried to catch her breath, but the hot wool of the nun's habit kept still captured her arms and head. She was beginning to feel quite cluster phobic, as she began to panic for breath. "Okay girls, leave her alone for a second," Tina admonished her friends, until they stopped tormenting the teacher, but still held her firmly trapped in the fabric of her habit. "You are not in class anymore teach, out here I'm in charge. So if you want them to stop, I suggest you act like you have some manners!" scolded her former student. Upon feeling the hands cease their tickling and pulling out her her pubic hair, the teacher stopped struggling, her sweaty breasts heaving as she tried to catch her breath. She didn't even try to squirm away from the hands that were still placed on very personal places on her body, lest her torment resume. "That"s a good girl, now sit your ass up straight, like you have some education! Didn't your mother ever teach you to mind? Especially when you are taking advantage of other"s hospitality?" Tina asked. Ms. Thompson burned with humiliation, hearing her student fuss at her as if she were an ill-mannered child. The teacher sat back up in the seat properly or at least as good as she could with her arms and head trapped in her habit. She thought back to when she was a little girl and how her strict mother used to constantly correct her about how she sat, what she wore, and how she talked. "What have I done?" she remembered in horror, the last time she had heard Tina's words. Yes, she was fourteen and her mother had let her visit, with her cousin and aunt. While they were eating lunch, her cousin was eating with her mouth open. She had simply corrected her by telling her that animals eat with their mouths open. After all, It was only what her mother had told her hundreds of times. However, she didn't expect everyone's angry reaction. Her silverware was taken and they expected her to eat with her fingers. She stubbornly refused and waited patiently for her mother to arrive and straighten out these unmannered heathens. She never expected her mother's reaction, when she flew into a rage after hearing what happened. She soon found herself with her bottom draped over her mother's lap, as her mother spanked her bare ass in front of her aunt and her cousin. "Young lady, if you had manners you wouldn't take advantage of your Auntie's hospitality," her mother said as she continued to spank her until she cried in front of her younger cousin. As if that wasn't humiliating enough for the misbehaved teenager, she was spanked until she finished the food she refused to eat. Since, her arms were trapped under her mother"s leg, she had to depend upon her cousin to feed her. Needless to say, the little brat too full advantage of her situation, by making Barbara eat out of her fingers. She even *accidently* dropped some on the floor and made eat that too, laughing all the while that Barbara cried. Her relationship had never been the same with her cousin again. It was one of the worst experiences of Barbara's childhood and she didn't want to repeat the lesson again. "So are you gonna behave little girl? " asked her former student. "Yes," came Barbara's muffled reply. "I can't hear you teach. Spread your legs once for yes or keep them closed for no!" demanded the petulant redhead. "If she would just turn the radio down, she could hear me dammit!" thought the older woman, but she spread legs hesitantly for her former student. She felt the swollen lips to her sex, stick and then pull apart. "Dear God! I'm wet! I pray they don't notice," she thought in dismay. "Ewwww . . . what"s that smell? Tamika asked, with revulsion. It was amazing any of the girls could smell at all since the car interior was hazy from the marijuana. Unbeknownst to Ms. Thompson, as the teenaged girls continued to pass the joint around, they would press their mouths against the older woman's habit, and exhale their spent smoke, turning the inside of the woolen prison into a large bong. "It smells like the fields are fertile, but the land just needs to be worked," said Tina with amusement, as she caught a whiff of the older woman"s musky scent. The teacher cringed inside, when she heard the question. She prayed her pubic hair would cover the evidence of her arousal, but suddenly it seemed kind of funny and she began to giggle. She noticed that she felt kind of fuzzy, in a good sort of way. Somewhere a part of her knew she should be humiliated that the girls could smell the arousal coming from her sex, but another part of her could only laugh at how hilarious it was that she was practically naked in front of three teenage girls. "Okay teach, if you behave, we will take this nasty old costume off of you. Hee, hee, you know what they say girl, old habits are hard to break." Tina said, which for some reason caused everyone including Ms. Thompson to laugh hysterically. The habit was lifted off the prim and proper teacher, soon she found herself sitting totally nude in the back seat. "Damn look at the size of the melons on the old bag! They are huge!" said Tammy, as her eyes widened in amazement at the size and firmness of the teacher"s breasts. Ms. Thompson, blushed at the complement and her nipples crinkled in hardness under the young girl"s gaze. "They gotta be big, to keep her from falling backward on that big ass!" laughed Tamika, pinching the teacher"s womanly ass, causing the teacher to jump up and hit her head on the top of the car. "Oh, my head!" said Ms Thompson, rubbing the knot that was forming on her head. While she was occupied, she was shocked to find one of the girls was touching her sex! "No, no, no," she said dumbly ,as she tried to pull the offending hand from her privates. However, the black girl had a handful of her curly fur and wouldn"t let go. Tamika stroked the older woman's sex, eliciting a moan from the teacher. "Damn, this old bag is leaking all over your seats, Tina. You're gonna have a big ol' stain here tomorrow," she said with a smile. "Damn you, you old horny bitch!" Tina shouted. "Girls, do something to keep her from ruining my seats. As much as I hate to miss out on the fun, we have to get to that party." She said, starting the car and pulling off. "My clothes! My clothes!" Ms. Thompson pleaded, seeing the headlights of other cars. "You better keep them cow-tits covered up teach, instead of trying to rub your puss" suggested Tina. "I wasn't . . . " Ms. Thompson said, covering her massive melons, trying to hide them behind her small hands. Between the buzz and Tamika"s questing hand, she was finding it very difficult to concentrate on what was going on, on what was happening to her. "I was only trying to . . . " "We know what you were trying to do," said Tammy, whispering her hot breath into the teacher"s ear. "It is real nice of you to try to keep from ruining Tina's seat, but we will do that for you since your hands seem to be occupied." The young blonde's hand joined Tamika's dark-skinned one at the older woman's hairy sex. "Tina, don't bogart that joint sister, pass it back!" Tamika yelled at Tina, who held the joint out between the two seats. "Reach up there and get it for me teach, can't you see I got my hands full,?" the dark girl punctuated her words with a squeeze to the teacher's clit. Hesitantly, Ms. Thompson let go of her right breast and took the pro-offered joint from Tina"s hand. "Go on and put it in my mouth for me," encouraged Tamika, as Ms. Thompson's shaking hand placed the blunt between the dark girl"s full lips. She couldn"t believe she had been reduced to enabling these girl"s to smoke illegal drugs. Tamika took a long toke on the joint and to the teacher"s horror, placed her mouth on the teacher"s and as the Ms. Thompson tried to insist the girl stop, she found her lungs filled full of the spicy smoke. Her buzz intensified, as they passed the smoke back and forth between them. To her dismay, she felt the girl exploring her mouth with her tongue, it felt real nice. However, she didn't kiss back, but merely passively enjoyed the probing. Tammy looked on with amazement as the teacher"s eyelids half closed and relaxed under the dark girl"s control. Tamika broke the kiss, leaving the teacher dazed and leaned back with her mouth still open. "Here Teach, let Tammy get a hit of that shit," she said, as she placed the joint between the teachers parted lips. Ms. Thompson obediently inhaled deeply, then turned and opened her mouth, as Tammy kissed her and the two passed the smoke back and forth. The teacher was now moaning under the effects of the joint and the hands playing with her pussy. "Damn, I'm seeing stars!" she thought as Tina snapped a picture of her sharing drugs and engaging in unnatural acts with two girls wearing Catholic uniforms. The teacher had long since stopped caring about how immoral she was acting, she only knew that it felt delicious. Ms. Thompson took another hit on the joint, when Tammy placed it in her mouth, then turned to share with Tamika again. Tamika had other ideas however and teased the teacher, staying just out reach of her questing mouth. The teacher's lungs ached for release, she stuck her tongue out and it danced with Tamika"s. She caught the dark girl"s playful tongue between her lips and sucked it into her mouth, before exhaling into Tamika"s mouth. "Ahhhh," the teacher moaned, as she felt one of the girls press her finger into the tight passage of her sex. Tamika pulled her mouth away from Ms. Thompson"s and the older woman opened her mouth so the cigarette could be placed back in it. "Uck!" she gagged, when she tasted an unfamiliar taste on the wet finger. To her horror, she realized it was the finger that had been placed in her sex. "Tina will be *real mad* if you make a mess on her back seat, so you are going to have to keep those nasty juices in check Teach!" Tamika said, laughing at the look of helpless dismay written on the teacher's face. Tina looked on with disbelief. She couldn't believe that they actually had gotten her former prissy teacher naked and acting like a slut in only a few minutes. . Yes indeed, Ms. Thompson had other things on her clouded mind right now. Her legs were spread wide, and her feet rested on either side of the front seats of the car. The girls on either side of her were openly frigging her hairy cunt, while the other masturbated herself underneath her school girl skirt, then they would switch off after having the teacher clean the slick juices from their fingers. Ms. Thompson had long since given up on just whose juices she was trying to keep *in check*. As the car traveled down the road, instead of shielding her large breasts, Ms. Thompson began to pinch and pull on her large nipples, enjoying the sensation. Finally, they had arrived at their destination and unnoticed to the teacher, the car had come to a stop. Ms. Thompson was leaning back in the seat with her eyes closed. Her hips were thrusting against the dark fingers buried in her sex, while her pink tongue licked the fluids from the pale hand at her mouth. "Okay Teach, we are here now. Dear God Ms. Thompson! I don't think you want everyone seeing you like that do you? Tina feigned mock shock at her teacher's condition. Suddenly, Ms. Thompson"s blood-shot eyes flew open and shined like brake lights, as she clutched her breasts in her arms and leaned forward as far as she could. "No! They can't see me like this," she thought in horror. She turned her head and looked up at the well lit house looming beside the car. "Wait a minute, this isn't the high school," she stammered. "Of course not silly," Tina patronized the shivering older woman. "This is the Kappa Phi house. We have to make a quick pit-stop here first. Come on girls, let's go!" "Wait, what about me? You can't just leave me here . . . like *this*!" she begged, as her shoulders unhunched just enough to allow Tina to see her large areoles, just in case the girl didn't realize that she was naked. "Don't be stupid Teach, you are going in with us," she said as all the girls filed out of the car, leaving the doors open. "Please, my costume, please!" the teacher pleaded, her body frantically rocking back and forth in urgency. Tina took the robe out from behind her back, showing them to the harried woman. "Don't worry about that, I"ve got it right here." Ms. Thompson reached her hand out for the costume, yet the young girl pulled it away. "Come on out here, I'll help put it on you." "Come on, I'm not going to wait all day!" Tina tapped her foot impatiently. After checking to make sure the coast was clear, Ms. Thompson rushed out of the car and huddled beside it. "Please, hurry," she urged the young girl, motioning her to come closer. Slam! The older woman jumped, as she was startled by the sound of a car door closing. To her horror, she realized it was her car door. "Get down on your knees, so I can put this habit on you," ordered her former student. The teacher got down on her knees, wincing in pain as the pavement dug into her skin, but happy to be hidden behind the car, safe from curious eyes. Her buzz had long faded, as she shivered and tried to shield her painfully constricted nipples in the cold October night. She was dismayed by the fact that Tina didn't seem to be in a rush to help her dress. "Please . . ." she whimpered. "You know, Ms. Thompson, we have one last matter to clear up. I think you owe me an apology for the F, I received last year," the red haired girl said as she looked down her nose at humbled form of her teacher. Ms. Thompson pleaded, "I'm sorry for failing you last year Tina-" "*Ms. Tina*. I'm *Ms*. Tina from now on." The red- haired girl interrupted. She pointed at her dark skinned friend, "and that is Ms. Tamika," Then she nodded at her blonde friend, "and finally Ms. Tammy." She looked down quizzically at the woman kneeling on the pavement. "I don't think I've ever gotten your full name, Teach." "Barbara- Barbara Ann Thompson. Please T-I mean *Ms.* Tina, I"m sorry for failing you last year. Please let me get dressed," begged the whining older woman. "I'm not sure you mean it," Tina said critically. "I'm begging you Ti- I mean Ms. Tina. I mean it more than I've ever meant anything in my entire life!" sobbed the distraught teacher. The young teenager grinned evilly at the hapless woman. "Then kiss my ass Barbara Ann!" "What?!?" Ms. Thompson said with disbelief. "You heard the lady," demanded Tamika, as she grabbed the older woman by her ear and began to spank her with each syllable. "Kiss-Her-Ass-Barbara-Ann!" Tina turned around and Ms. Thompson looked up at the cute upturned ass in front of her face. Quickly, she leaned forward and planted a kiss on the girl's firm bottom. She burned inside with humiliation. Tamika spanked her again. "Does that look like an ass to you girl? She said ass and you better kiss it!" "Why me?" wondered the teacher, as she slowly raised the girl"s skirt up and grimacing, kissed the thin panties covering the young toned bottom. "Are you stupid girl" Did your lips touch her ass Barbi? Well, did they?" chastised the dark-skinned girl, Tamika said, spanking the teacher harder. "My name isn't Barbi," thought the teacher, humiliated by the young girl"s abuse. Gingerly, she slid her fingers up her former student"s skirt. "No!" Corrected Tamika. "No hands." The teacher was unable to get to the hem of the panties, so she was forced to bite the seat, just between the cheeks of Tina's bum. Crying in shame, the older woman pulled the young girl"s panties down to her knees. "God, I can't believe I am actually doing this!" she thought, as she slid her head up Tina"s skirt and kissed the smooth cheek of her ass. She could smell the musky scent of Tina's arousal. "She's getting off on doing this. She"s getting off on humiliating me this way," thought the horrified teacher. What was worse, she could feel her own arousal, as her body began to respond to this treatment. Tears welled up and she began to cry from the humiliation. Tina could hear the older woman sobbing, while she kept her lips pressed to the cheek of her ass. "Okay, I believe you are sorry now," said Tina, as pulled her panties back up, and rubbed her bottom against the teacher"s face to wipe away the tears and running makeup. "I"m sorry, I really am," sobbed Barbara. Tina soothed the older woman. "There, there, raise your arms up Barbi, so I can put your habit back on." Barbara raised her arms over her head, just as she had done for her mother some 30 years before. This caused her large breasts to swell and stick out most fetchingly. "Wow, Barbi, you do have some humongous melons!" beamed Tina as she laughed at her former teacher. "Shake them for me!" Keeping her arms raised, Barbara shook her shoulders, causing her large pendulous to sway from side to side. "Those will be great later on!" Tina said with glee, as she placed the habit over Barbara"s head. Then much to Barbara"s relief the robe followed, finally hiding her pale white nakedness. "Thank heavens," she sighed with relief. "Wait, what's this?" she thought, feeling her arms strangely confined. She looked down and it seemed the arms of the robe had somehow gotten tied together. "Okay, let's go, we are running late," said Tina. The two other girls left them, skipping up to the house, while Tina tugged the reluctant teacher behind her. "Tina, I've really got to go. You can just take me home. I really don't want to go anywhere now," pleaded the teacher as she struggled to keep up with the redhead. "Don't worry Barbi, we won't be long," soothed Tina. She moved next to Barbara and whispered in her ear conspiratively, "I need you with me as a babysitter Barbi; Tamika and Tammy are stoned, so while I"m taking care of business upstairs, I"m leaving you in charge. This is a big responsibility and I will be very-*very* disappointed if you fail me and let anything happen to those two little girls. Do you understand Barbara Ann?" "Yes, Tin-" Barbara said, shrinking away from Tina's piercing eyes. "I mean, Ms. Tina," she hastily added. "I wish she wouldn't speak to me like I'm a child. I watch thirty kids every period at school, I think I can handle two girls," thought the older woman. "Good!" said Tina, opening the massive door and pushing Barbi inside. **** 'God, what a crowd of drunks,' thought Barbara as she looked at all the college boys and girls standing around with little plastic cups of beer. Tina went upstairs and Barbara began looking around for Tammy and Tamika. Over the loud music, she heard the familiar college sounds of people chanting, "Drink- Drink-Drink-Drink!" She walked towards the noise to see if it had attracted her two new friends. She was looking for a bathroom, so she could fix the sleeves of her robe and have the use of her hands again. Pushing her hands close together, she was able to bunch her sleeves up, so that no one would be able to tell they were tied together. 'Show no signs of weakness,' she said to herself, as she turned the corner to the kitchen, where they were still chanting, "Drink-Drink-Drink!" 'Oh no, they've got Tammy!' she thought, as she stared at the spectacle. Those lecherous frat boys were holding the young blonde upside down over the keg, urging her to drink. She hungrily sucked from the spout, beer leaking from her mouth, as she attempted to drink. Her skirt had flipped down, exposing her tight white panties and all the young men were leering at the lean curves of her body. "You put her down! You put her down this instant!" cried Barbara, as she pushed her way into the crowded room. "Awwwww," the crowd sighed with disappointment and the young girl was lowered. "Woo-hoo!" yelled the blonde girl, picking up two cups of beer and staggering over to Barbara. "Here, Barbi, I got you some too! It's free!" slurred Tammy as she pushed the cup at Barbara's lips. "I don't dr-" the distraught teacher tried to object, but the girl began to turn the cup up anyway. To keep the beer from spilling down her robe, the Barbara opened her mouth and gulped the beer down. Yuck! The beer tasted horrible. Then to her dismay, Tammy began to feed her the other beer before she could object. Finally, she finished the beer. "Listen Tammy, I don't want you drinking anymore, okay? Those boys were looking up your dress when you were upside down," she lectured the young girl. Tammy's half-lidded eyes opened and she smiled. "Okay, teach-I mean Ms. Thomp-" "Hisss!" interrupted the teacher. "Don't call me that! You mustn't call me that here!" She would lose her job if someone knew a teacher was cavorting around a frat party. "Sure thing Barbi. Is that Tamika over there?" Tammy asked. Barbara looked over and was shocked to see Tamika sitting in the lap of one of the college boys, grinding against him in a very unladylike manner. She left Tammy and ran over to Tamika. "Stop that Tamika! Get off that boy, right now!" she demanded the dark-skinned girl. Reluctantly, the young girl got off the young man's lap, picked up a beer and joined the teacher. "I was only dancing. It's okay to dance, isn't it Tea-" "Barbi, call me Barbi!" the teacher interjected, before the girl had a chance to give away her secret. "If you want to dance, dance with Tammy, a nice waltz or something," she said, while thinking 'That way I can keep my eye on you both!' Tamika put the beer up to Barbi's lips. "Hey Barbi, you want some beer?" she asked, turning the cup up, without giving the woman time to answer. Barbara was already feeling light-headed, but it was too late now. She gulped down the beer, as it was poured down her throat. The teacher shook her head to try to clear the cobwebs. When she opened her eyes again, she saw that somehow Tamika had gone underneath her tied-together arms and was hugging her tightly as she swayed her hips to the music. "I love this song," said the ebony-skinned girl, as she began to grind herself against the teacher. "Wait, what are you doing?" hissed the teacher, looking down in horror, as Tamika pressed her head between Barbara's large bosoms. Anyone who looked could see by the way her large breasts jutted out from her torso, that the nun wasn't wearing a bra. "You said, you didn't want me to dance with that boy, so I'm dancing with you silly!" Tamaka replied innocently. Barbara tried to breasts out from around Tamika's head. "Well, at least move your head," Barbara asked. "Then dance with me Barbi!" the black girl said, as she began to dance between the older woman's arms. Barbara tried to keep up with the young girl. She had never been much of a dancer anyway, but some of these new dances were positively scandalous. Tamika, turned around and began to hump her hips back into the older woman's pelvis. Barbara looked around in dismay, because it seemed every eye was watching the two of them dance. The problem was, though appeared that Barbara was willingly hugging the young girl to her body, the teacher was truly the one trapped with her sleeves tied together. Trapped on a dance floor, with everyone looking at the young school girl simulating sex on the dance floor; the teacher blushed in humiliation. She felt someone tap on her shoulder. It was Tammy. "You look hot Barbara, I brought you another beer!" she said, placing the cup to the older woman's lips, while Tamika ground her body against her and rubbed the teachers back and ass possessively. 'What I could really use is some water!' the teacher thought, but gulped down the cold liquid gratefully. She prayed that the coming buzz would take away some of the humiliation that she felt. "Why don' you girls dansh togedder! I'm tired, so tired," the teacher slurred, wobbling on her feet. Tammy helped Tamika slip out from under the teachers bound arms, as she said, "That's a good idea Bambi, the DJ is getting ready to play our song anyway!" Barbara, thankful for the much needed break, staggered over to an empty seat and fell down in it. She watched with curiosity as the dance floor cleared around the two girls and a fast paced song began to play. Oh baby, baby How was I supposed to know That something wasn't right here Oh baby, baby 'They are really good, they must have practiced this together,' the teacher thought as the girls strutted forward simultaneously, then posed with their legs slightly spread. Barbara thought it was a tiny bit risqu,, but she had seen much worse at some of the dances she had chaperoned. Then the girls turned around and leaned forward with their legs spread, showing every set of leering eyes, their tiny white panties! 'Oh no!' she thought in horror as she watched them strut with their back facing the audience, unbuttoning their tight sweaters, as they strutted. I shouldn't have let you go And now you're out of sight, yeah Show me how want it to be Tell me baby 'cause I need to know now, oh because "Stop girls! Shtop!' the drunken teacher cried, when the two girls turned around and threw their sweaters into the crowded house. Barbara tried to stand up, but it was too difficult without the use of her arms. She fell onto the floor and tried to crawl over to the dance floor. My loneliness is killing me I must confess I still believe When I'm not with you I lose my mind Give me a sign Hit me baby one more time A cheer went up in the crowd and the teacher dreaded what it could have been for, but as she crawled she noticed one of the tiny skirts the girls were wearing. 'Dear God, Tina is going to kill me!' she thought in horror. Oh baby, baby The reason I breathe is you Boy you got me blinded Oh pretty baby Barbara finally was able to get to her feet, but she couldn't even see the girls anymore through the mob of frat boys. They were cheering and shouting, but they wouldn't move out of her way to let her rescue her two charges. She looked back helplessly to and saw the figure of a woman wearing a white robe and carrying a teacher's pointer, striding forward. 'Thank God, maybe she can help me rescue the girls!' she thought. However, as the figure neared, she recognized it was Tina and she looked very angry. It wasn't a nun's habit she was wearing, but carefully groomed white sheets, that resembled her own costume. "Sister Barbi, I thought I told you to keep the girls out of trouble!" she shouted loud enough for the crowd to watch this new action that was developing. "Barbara tried to reason with the angry teen, "I'm shorry, Ms. T-" Tina grabbed the drunken woman's ear pulling her to her hands and knees, in front of the crowd. "My name is Mother Superior bitch and do you know what happens when you disobey Mother Superior?" Tina said, patting the kneeling woman's ass with her pointer. There's nothing that I wouldn't do It's not the way I planned it Show me how you want it to be Tell me baby 'cause I need to know now, oh because Tears began to flow down the older woman's cheeks, "I get a spanking," she sobbed. Horrified by the unfolding events, the teacher obediently let the young teen pull her robe up and expose her naked body to the crowd. She hung he head in shame, as she listened to the crowd criticize her flabby ass, untrimmed bush, and large tits. "Count 'em out and thank Mother Superior for each lick!" the teen said, as her eyes beamed evilly. My loneliness is killing me I must confess I still believe When I'm not with you I lose my mind Thwak! "One . . . Thank you Mother Superior!" Give me a sign Hit me baby one more time Thwak! "Ouch! Two . . .Thank you Mother Superior!" The alcohol might have deadened the blows somewhat, but two red puffy welts crisscrossed the teacher's burning ass. Thwak! "Owweee! Three! Thank you Mother Superior!" the teacher sobbed, her flabby ass quaking from the blow. Thwak! The teacher lurched forward to escape the blow. She yearned to rub her hands on her bottom to sooth the burning stripes, but her arms were still captured by the habit. "Please Mother, please . . . no more . . . please," she begged. "Don't beg me! Ask them, if they want me to stop!" Tina said, gesturing out to the crowd. The humiliated teacher looked at the lustful eyes that leered at her. "Please, it hurts," she pleaded. "Whup her ass!" someone shouted and everyone cheered. Thwak! Thwak! This was unlike any spanking she had received as a child. She no longer cared about the humiliation, just alleviating the burning of her ass. "Please, please, anything else," she groveled. There was a silence in the crowd, until someone said softly, "Shave her hairy cunt." Then it was taken up by the crowd as they shouted, "Shave her hairy cunt! Shave her hairy cunt!" A young man ran over to Tina, handing her scissors, razor, and shaving cream. 'This can't be happening to me!' thought the humiliated teacher, as she buried her face into her costume that was bunched up around her arms and sobbed uncontrollably. Tina ran the tip of the pointer around the teacher's hairy sex. "What will it be Sister Barbi, the shaving or the spanking?" she asked wryly. The teacher was mortified, being made to choose between the caning and the shaving. There wasn't a choice, the young girl just wanted to make her say it. To ask for it in front of all these people, who thought she was a willing participant in some sick demented act. "The shaving," she muttered. "I didn't hear you sister, what did you want me to shave?" Tina asked with mock sincerity. Barbara watched the tears fall from her eyes and splatter on the floor. "Shave me . . . shave my hairy cunt!" she sobbed. In shocked silence, the teacher allowed Tina to spread her legs and tried to keep still, as she heard the snip snip of the scissors. She was horrified that even in this humiliating situation, she could feel her sex begin to respond. She could only imagine what a sick twisted picture she must make as her lips plumped up and her little nubbin peaked out of its hood in front of the crowd. She was relieved when she finally felt the shaving cream being applied. She groaned as Tina's hand touched her sensitive clit. 'God that feels good!' she thought as she felt the razor, shave away her womanhood. She knew she was being bared, before these young college students, like she had been bared for no other. 'Tina is certainly a thorough girl.' She thought, as Tina even shaved off the little curly hairs around her little brownie. 'Why wasn't she this thorough when she was in my class?' The teacher heard the squishing shlurping sounds of what sounded like sex. She peeked out and stared at the perverted spectacle as she watched Tamika and Tammy performing oral favors for the college students. Entranced, she watched the girls sucking cock with enthusiasm. 'Dear me, they appear to be enjoying it! I had always thought it would be disgusting, but watching them lick and suck those hard cocks, is driving me crazy!' The teacher moaned and her hips involuntarily began to hump, while Tina finished cleaning her up. Tina saw the teacher staring, leaned forward and whispered in her ear, "You're jealous of them aren't you, Barbi? Look at their hungry mouths and look how much those sexy guys love it! Don't you wish that was you sucking those hard cocks, Teach?" The school teacher blushed in humiliation, because she wanted to do just that. To suck those hard cocks to make up for all the fun she had missed out on in life. To get even with all the people, including her ex- husband that thought she was a sexless frigid woman. No, she blushed now, because of something quite different. Tears sprang anew from the older woman's eyes as she muttered, "I-I I don't know h-how." Tina smiled and pulled the robe off the kneeling woman, but left her head dress on. "Don't worry, it's easy . . . I'll talk you through it," she soothed the older woman, as she wiped the tears from her eyes. "Who wants some of Sister Barbi? She hasn't had a man in a long-long time," she said to the gathered crowd. 'How can she know how long it's been,' thought the mortified teacher, 'and now she's told everyone here I'm nothing but a frigid woman.' A young man hesitated, then came forward and handed Tina several bills, before sitting down in a nearby chair. Tina led her former teacher between the boy's legs then began instructing the obedient woman, "First undo his pants and then take his cock out. That's good precious. Now, gently stroke it and massage his balls too. It's a beautiful cock isn't it Barbi? Look how hard you've made him. Now, take those big melons of yours and squeeze them around his dick and rub them up and down it." Barbara hesitated a little at that command. She didn't think she was ready to act like that much of a slut in front of all these people. However, Tina began to stroke her denuded sex. "My fingers feel good against your smooth cunt don't they Barbi? Yes, I can see by the way you are humping my hand that you like it slut. Well, think about how good those smooth melons will feel against his hard cock. Go on, do it!" Tina demanded. Barbi took her large breasts and sandwiched the young man's hard cock between them and rubbed them up and down the length of his shaft. "Spit between them, so it will feel like he's fucking a pussy," Tina said. Barbi blushed again, but obediently spit between her two orbs as properly as she could. "No, like this!" instructed Tina, as she leaned over stuck out her tongue and let a large strand of saliva drip down between Barbi's tits. Then she wiggled her tongue in a circle until the saliva fell free. "Now do it again." Barbi imitated Tina and lubricated the shaft between her large breasts. Soon the two mammaries were covered by a slick sheen of sweat, saliva and pre-cum, as she pumped them up and down the entrapped cock. "Now suck on the head of it on the downstroke," Tina suggested. Barbi sucked on the bulbous head of the organ between her tits, she glowed with pride as the young man began to moan and thrust. "You're doing fabulous baby," Tina commended her eager pupil. "Now take it into your mouth as far as you can." Barbi sucked on the hard cock until it hit the back of her throat. She felt Tina's hand at the back of her head, as the young girl whispered in her ear, "Come on slut, take it all the way in. You can do it Barbi. You know you want to, my little cocksucker. Just relax for me, that's all. It won't hurt you, I promise." The older woman relaxed her throat and stopped pushing back against Tina's hand. Tina pushed her down slowly, until her lips were pressed against his pubic bone. "That's my sexy girl, I'm so proud of you Barbi. When we leave, I'm going to fuck your smooth cunt with a big fat dildo. I'm going to make you my bitch tonight. It makes me so hot, how eager to please my baby girl is. Do you know how wet you've made Ms. Tina's pussy?" Tina continued to stroke and tease Barbara's sex until the woman thought she would go crazy from her desire. 'It can't be anywhere near as wet as mine,' thought Barbara as she felt her sweet nectar running down her legs. Her mind was filled with images of being fucked by the young girl and almost orgasmed from the thought alone. Tina looked on with amusement, as the college boy began to flush and wrinkle his face up comically. "He's getting ready to cum for you now Barbi, can you feel it twitching? Just let him do it where he wants to, but if he does it in your mouth, be sure to swallow like a good girl. When he begins to squirt, squeeze and release his balls, so you get a full load . . . okay?" The young man grabbed the back of the teacher's head, as he began thrusting. 'Looks like this one's going to cum down her throat,' thought Tina, as she watched her former teacher's eyes widen in shock and her throat swallowing repeatedly as she sought to accommodate the load of cum he deposited. "Mmmm, do you know how sexy you look, Barbi? You make me want to fuck you right here, do you realize that? Ewww . . . look at the mess you've made Barbi, get his cock nice and clean again." Tina said, while Barbara began to lick the stray milky droplets from the young man's cock. "That's my little cocksucker, put a real spit shine on it. Okay, now let him get up, it's time for your next customer." 'Next *customer*? Oh God, what am I doing? What have I become?' thought the horrified teacher as another college boy handed Tina some money, then sat down in the vacated chair. Tina ran her hands over the teacher's naked body possessively, watching as her resistance faded. "You should know how to do it by yourself now, my little cocksucker. You're on your own, so consider this your oral examination!" the young redhead laughed. "But don't you dare touch your shaved cunt, that is mine tonight!" Tina looked on with glee, as her former teacher pulled out the boy's cock and began stroke it as she had been taught. "Now, don't you go anywhere Barbi, I've got to check on my other girls," Tina laughed, as she got up to check on Tammy and Tamika. . Tina began to collect money from the guys that were in line for Tammy and Tamika's chair. This was turning out to be a good night, as she had collected almost two grand so far. She was sure she could have gotten more with the spanking and shaving performance, but since it wasn't planned, the only thing she would get, was extra publicity. Usually, they just did the Brittany Spears school girl routine, but when she picked up her teacher and Ms. Thompson was dressed up as a nun of all things, she knew it would be great in the act. She looked back over at her former teacher. Yes, Barbi was really getting into it now. She had another cock between her large tits and was sucking it off at the same time. Her face was now covered with semen as she eagerly engorged on the fat dick. Tina looked at the line that was forming for Barbi's chair in amazement. She knew having the nun for the strip show would be popular at the party and she couldn't pass up the chance to get even with the teacher that failed her, but this had exceeded all her expectations. Tina smiled as she watched a few of the boys in Tammy's line move over to Barbi's. 'Ha, Ha, I never would have guessed, not in a million years, that Ms. Prim-and-Proper Thompson would be such a hit with the clientele.' END ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 47