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School Is Out
by Ed Rider (edrider73@gmail.com)

***

A drama teacher is "taken" by a group of pretty female 
graduate students and "punished" for having had an 
affair with one of their group who when he broke it 
off, committed suicide. (F+/M, nc, oral, anal, bd, v, 
tor)

***

"Are you almost done, Mr. Slye?" asked Heather.

He looked up and then breathed in deeply. One of the 
hottest graduates of the year was standing in front of 
his desk. He took another deep breath, because, around 
her, arrayed like ladies in waiting around the queen, 
were Summer, Celia, Andi and Samantha.

All of them were in last spring's graduating class. 
And all of them were smart, funny and fully developed. 
Each had beautiful, young breasts, round and perky and 
heavy, but still too fresh to sag. And each had 
similarly round, firm rears that hypnotized every male 
who had the privilege of watching them move down the 
hall in front of him. A couple of them were stunning 
beauties, and the others were cute. They all had been 
in his senior drama classes.

"We knew you'd be here preparing for the start of 
school, Mr. Slye, but you need a break," said Andi. 
"So tell us what we can do to help you finish up 
today."

"Why thank you, girls," said Mr. Slye. "That won't be 
necessary. I'm surprised you're still hanging around 
here now that you've graduated. You must have better 
things to do."

"Well, you know we've all told you many times that you 
were our favorite teacher of all four years in high 
school, Mr. Slye," said Summer, "and we will really 
miss you. So we've got a surprise for you."

"Thank you for the compliment," he said. "But you did 
the work, and you can all be proud of what you've 
achieved. I know all of you have been accepted to good 
colleges. Anyway, I can continue this when I come back 
from the mountains in a week, so tell me again why 
you're here."

As he stood up, they were suddenly on top of him. All 
of them had moved forward, and they were so close, he 
could smell their natural perfume. They seemed to be 
enveloping him like a blanket. He could feel their 
warm bodies against him, and their faces were so 
close, he felt their breath as they talked to him.

"What are you doing?" he said.

"We want you to come with us," said Samantha. "So lock 
up your office. We've been working on this in secret, 
and it will be very special." She took one hand and 
Celia took the other, and they led him down the 
deserted halls. The five girls were almost molded onto 
his body, so he just let himself move with them.

It was the second week in August, and the air 
conditioning wasn't turned on, so the dark halls were 
just starting to cool from the heat of the day. Slye 
knew other teachers wouldn't start coming in until 
next week, when he'd be in the mountains, so the only 
adult around was the security guard who lived in a 
trailer on the baseball field. If he saw them, he 
might wonder what a pack of hot teenage girls and 
their former teacher were doing, but the guard spent 
most of his time in front of his TV with the air 
conditioning on and grudgingly made his rounds every 
four hours.

The girls got to the school auditorium and led him 
backstage and down the stairs to the rehearsal room. 
The room was locked, but one of them had managed to 
get a key to the thick iron door, and he saw that she 
locked it behind them once they were inside.

Slye looked around. The light rheostat was dimmed 
down, so he saw only some outlines, enough to tell him 
the girls had been busy down there. The room usually 
had only a few chairs and a piano. The girls walked 
with him up to something and sat down on it, pulling 
him down with them. He was startled, because he 
realized they were sitting on the sheets of a bed.

The lights went up as he tried to stand up, but 
several pairs of arms pulled him back down. He saw 
that one girl was sitting on either side of him, and 
two were behind him. All had firm grasps on his arms 
or shoulders. Heather was standing in front of him.

"Relax, Mr. Slye," she said. "This is a production we 
put together just for you. It's only a couple of 
hours, so you won't be delayed too long, and it's nice 
and cool down here underground, beneath the theater. 
We also have some fans ready if it heats up to keep us 
all as comfortable as possible.

"I'm the narrator, and I'll start by setting the 
scene. It's our high school, and it's senior year for 
the young girls we'll be playing. There's one teacher 
who we all like, and he seems to like us. He doesn't 
touch us, and he doesn't try to seduce us, but all the 
same, certain things he says and does are clearly 
beyond the teacher-student relationship.

"He's into sports and the outdoors, and he's fit and 
good looking, and he knows it. All the girls in his 
classes adore him, and the guys like him, too, because 
he gets them excited about learning and doesn't play 
favorites. Except there are some girls who get 
feelings from him that the others don't. These girls 
are among his best students, but the one thing they 
really have in common is they have great bodies and 
good looks. Each of them really wishes he would seduce 
her.

"The whole year, there is sexual tension between the 
teacher and these female students. They are ripe and 
ready for sexual adventure, and they are tired of the 
fumbling boys they have hooked up with. From the 
signals he's giving them, they feel he's responding to 
their unspoken invitation to initiate them into the 
mysteries of adult love.

"All of them have turned 18 by the start of the second 
semester, and they are eager for him to approach them, 
but they wait in vain. Then they graduate, and a 
couple of weeks later, he finally makes his choice. 
Yes, he chooses only one of them. The others are 
disappointed, but then some of them find out from 
previous alums that he has been doing the same thing 
for the last 10 years.

"Each year, he makes his picks and courts them in his 
special way throughout the year, without ever making a 
false move that could get him in trouble. Then when 
they graduate and are no longer his students, he 
allows one to be his lover for the summer. They are 18 
and no longer his students, so if he were caught, he 
couldn't be prosecuted as a sex offender, but he could 
get into trouble with the school district, so he's 
careful to keep everything quiet.

"The chosen one is so flattered that she goes along 
with everything, including some sexual practices that 
are extreme, degrading and sometimes painful. In a few 
weeks, she realizes how he is using her, but she also 
understands that she was ready to be used and was even 
using him in her own more innocent way. By the end of 
the summer she may be dealing with feelings of disgust 
and humiliation. But once she starts college, she's 
too busy to think much about what she and the teacher 
did, and a few years later, the summer is memory is 
sugarcoated with nostalgia.

"This works well for him until one year, he makes a 
mistake. One of his chosen girls is unlike anyone he 
has ever known. He and everyone who knows her realizes 
she is a future star. She is incredibly beautiful and 
talented, and so warm and genuine that everyone loves 
her. At first, he doesn't realize that like some great 
artists, she is also fragile.

"He courts others through the year -- the others are 
all her friends -- but he knows that she is the one he 
must have. Corrupting her will be much more exciting 
than his previous conquests, because she is not just 
another pretty young bitch in heat.

"She adores him as a teacher but doesn't respond to 
his suggestive overtures like the others. But he's 
become obsessed with her. Summer comes, and he 
approaches her. She's confused, but he pulls out all 
the stops and tricks her into submitting. His conquest 
consumes him so completely that he doesn't see her 
coming apart as he pushes her into edgy sex.

"All this has happened before today's action begins. 
By the way, today's production is dedicated to our 
friend Emmiline. We usually do everything together 
with her, but she can't be here today. Did you know 
she tried to commit suicide? Do you have any idea why 
she'd do that?"

As Heather was talking, Mr. Slye's demeanor changed 
from one of amusement to a more serious and sober 
look. When she asked him the question, he started, but 
he didn't say anything.

"I'm glad to see that you're as honest out of class as 
you are when you're teaching, Mr. Slye," said Heather. 
"You know the answer, and you're not going to deny it. 
Don't worry. She didn't tell anyone. It took all sorts 
of tricks and twists by us to find out. Nobody else 
knows -- not even her family - so you're safe. Well, 
there is one other person.

"When we found out, we were in a frenzy of hatred. We 
went over to your house to tear you apart, and thank 
goodness, you weren't home. Tawny answered the door. 
You never told us you had a fiancee. She's so 
beautiful, and really nice, too. Talking to her a few 
minutes calmed us down. We were going to say something 
to her, but we decided she probably wouldn't believe 
us. You are so wily. She probably had no idea about 
your annual summer of fun.

"We decided to sleep on it. The next day we were just 
as angry, but we channeled our anger. The first thing 
we did was go back to the Slye Summer of Sex Alums we 
knew and talk to them some more. We videotaped the 
interviews. We did some research and found four more 
alums and also taped interviews with them.

"Then we made an appointment with Tawny when you 
weren't home and played her the videos and told her 
about Emmiline. She became our honorary sixth member, 
sort of replacing Emmiline. Her first reaction was to 
move out and break off your engagement and report you 
to the school administration. She was even angrier 
that we were, but we cooled her down.

"After that, all of us tossed around ideas and then 
worked on them until we came up with the first version 
of the production that's starting in a few minutes. 
Have you noticed anything different about Tawny 
recently? She never took your acting classes, but I 
think she's as good as any of us. Her relationship 
with you has changed, but you don't even know it.

"Today's show is scripted but will feature a lot of 
improv, especially by you. Yes, you are the star of 
the production. The script follows from the back story 
I just told you, and the other characters play the 
girls who are eager to make love to you. They are 
still hot for your body, but now they have other 
feelings as well.

"We're going to restrain you now, Mr. Slye, but just a 
little bit, while we adjust the lights and the cameras 
on the tripods. The first act takes place on this bed 
we brought in here. We're not going to gag you because 
this rehearsal room is so well soundproofed that no 
one upstairs can hear anything from down here. And the 
security guard never comes here because he knows it's 
locked up for the summer. So you can yell now if you 
want."

The girls put restraints on Slye's wrists and attached 
each wrist to a corner post of the bed. His legs were 
left free, and for a few minutes, he yelled and 
kicked, but then he just lay quietly watching them 
turning on lamps and moving equipment around.

"We're glad you're saving your breath, Mr. Slye," said 
Celia. "We knew you'd be smart about this, like you 
are about everything. Now we are going to take off all 
your clothes, and you can struggle if you want, but 
why waste the effort? As you can see, we're taking all 
of our clothes off first, so why not enjoy the view 
instead of resisting."

That's what Slye did. He marveled that the girls were 
even hotter than he had imagined. He couldn't help 
feeling regret that he hadn't chosen one of them. They 
would have been eager and willing, not like Emmiline. 
When his clothes were off, Celia addressed him again.

"Now, we're going to give you a high, hard, hot enema, 
Mr. Slye. It's just to clean you out. You'll get two 
of them. We can make this easy or hard. The easy way 
is to just let us insert the nozzle. As soon as you're 
filled up, we'll let you hold it in for a few minutes 
and then we'll release you so you can go to the 
bathroom next to the rehearsal room. We jammed the 
door lock, just so you know. In 10 minutes, we'll give 
you enema number two."

The cleansing went as smoothly as the disrobing. After 
it was done, Mr. Slye was a little shaky. "It's hot in 
here with all the lights, but we've got some beer in 
an ice chest, Mr. Slye," said Celia. "We also have 
some hard liquor and ice cubes if you prefer." Mr. 
Slye took the plastic cup of beer handed to him. It 
didn't taste good, like an off brand, but it was wet 
and cold.

"Now we're ready for the fun to start," said Summer, 
"and I get to be first. I've wanted to do this to you 
the whole year, and I can't wait." Slye had been 
pushed onto his back on the bed, and she reached over 
and began stroking Slye's penis and testicles. His 
penis responded almost immediately.

"Wow!" said Summer, "you're much bigger than my 
boyfriend. I hope you don't hurt me. I'm already wet, 
so let's go."

With that, she mounted him and began riding him hard. 
He began responding and thrusting up at her. As soon 
as he started, she slapped him hard on the face, and 
he screamed in pain and bewilderment. "That's for 
Emmiline," she said in a serious voice and then began 
smiling and riding again. The pattern continued. Each 
time he began responding, she stopped and slapped him 
again and yelled, "That's for Emmiline." Her slaps 
were making his cheeks red, and they became more 
painful as his skin bruised.

At first, his penis got softer when she stopped and 
slapped him, and it took a while getting hard again. 
But after a while, it stayed hard even when he 
screamed from the pain. She noticed and told him, 
"That Viagra in your beer is doing its job."

After the seventh slap, he came hard right after she 
started riding again. When she felt him start coming, 
she leaned forward and pressed her large breasts 
against his chest and then began pounding him hard 
with her behind. It took only a few slams until she 
screamed and collapsed on him.

After a while, she carefully lifted her rear in the 
air. Then she raised her chest up a little. Hands 
grabbed Slye's ankles and pulled them, making him 
slide down the bed under Summer.

"You seemed to enjoy Summer, Mr. Slye," said Samantha, 
leaning over and putting her face close to his. "And 
she certainly enjoyed you. I think she came five or 
six times. I think you are starting to understand what 
our video production is about.

"We are all playing out our fantasies about having sex 
with you, but because of Emmiline, we've had to add 
the element of punishment. So we're trying to mix our 
pleasure with your pain and humiliation. Of course, 
sometimes we can't avoid giving you pleasure, too, 
like just now.

"This next part will probably not be pleasurable for 
you. At least that's what Tawny thinks. When we were 
talking to her, we were surprised to find out that 
she's much more sexually adventurous than you. She 
said that you like the kinky stuff, but only when 
you're doing it to her.

"She told us she wanted to know what really turned you 
on, so she found out your password and logged on to 
your computer to see if you watched sex on the 
Internet. She was amazed at how much you were looking 
at and the variety.

"She was surprised that you enjoyed seeing men 
humiliated as much as you did women, and when she saw 
the videos of cuckolds watching their wives have sex 
with other men and then eating the cum out of them, 
she thought that you might enjoy some creampie fun.

"But when she suggested you eat her out one time after 
you had deposited a huge load, you turned green and 
ran to the bathroom to throw up. She said it was 
almost the same reaction whenever she wanted to do 
something with you that she saw on your favorite 
websites. She said she was disappointed to find out 
you were a voyeur, not a doer. To help us prepare for 
today, she told us all the things you really like to 
watch but were afraid to do.

"If you look up, you can see Summer's vagina right 
above your head. She has her rear high in the air so 
she doesn't spill any of the semen you pushed deep 
inside her a minute ago. It's all in there, nice and 
warm.

"Now we're putting some cushions under your head to 
lift it up and get it in the right position, and she's 
going to gradually lower her vagina until it's right 
at your lips. Ooooh! Tawny's right. You are getting 
pale. I'm glad we've got this big plastic bowl right 
here. Move forward, Summer. Girls, help me lift him up 
and then push his head down into the bowl.

"There, Mr. Slye, let it all go. You don't need your 
lunch, because Summer's got a delicious snack for you. 
Yes, heave some more if you have to. I know it hurts 
even more when there's nothing coming out, so if you 
can start to control yourself, it won't be as painful. 
There you go. Crying is much better than heaving, 
don't you think? Let's wash your mouth and face off 
now and get your head back on the pillow.

"Wait. Do you need to get rid of some more? No? That's 
it. A little gagging doesn't hurt, just those big 
heaves. Now try to calm down, and this will be a lot 
easier for you. OK, Summer, move back over him again. 
That's better, Mr. Slye. Yes, it's much better to 
shake your head from side to side like that than to 
heave. We get the idea. You really don't want to do 
this.

"Summer is lowering her bottom just a little. She's 
all ready, but you're still moving your head wildly. 
Let's wait a minute to see if you get tired of that. I 
think it's just sheer terror in control of you now. 
You seem to have a lot of energy because your head is 
still going, so we'll have to find a way to soothe 
you.

"Do you feel Andi? She's got a washcloth and she's 
washing your genitals clean with warm water. Some of 
your stuff was sticking to them and your pubic hair. 
Now it's all gone. We'll let you air dry, but 
meanwhile Andi is playing with your testicles. Does 
that feel good? It must, because you've stopped 
shaking your head. Ooops! There you go again. I spoke 
too soon.

"Now, Andi has one of your big balls lying in the palm 
of her right hand. She's closing her fingers around it 
and enveloping it in her warm hand. Doesn't that feel 
good. You can enjoy the feeling while you are eating 
Summer out. But you're still shaking your head, so you 
can't enjoy it yet.

"Instead, Andi will slowly close her fist around that 
big testicle. Do you feel any pressure yet? Yes, you 
jumped there for a second. I think it's starting to 
hurt because you're panting and making faces. You've 
stopped shaking your head now, but you can't do 
anything when you're in such pain, so Andi is going to 
loosen up and just hold you in her warm hand like 
before.

"Do you want to shake your head some more and have her 
give you the squeeze treatment again, or are you ready 
to get to work on Summer? Yes, think about it for a 
minute. If you're ready, stick your tongue out. If you 
don't, Andi will start squeezing again. There, I saw a 
little flicker of tongue. OK, Summer, you can lower 
down a bit more, until you feel his lips touching you. 
That's it. Perfect.

"We're ready, Mr. Slye. Please start licking. That's 
it. Just lick around her hair for now. There's a 
little of your stuff in there, but not much. Ooops! I 
think you just got your first taste. Not as bad as you 
thought, right? You didn't gag all that much.

"Time to start again. You've got the right idea. Just 
lick all around the target, her soft, sweaty hair and 
her puffy outer lips. Circle around it again and 
again. You should see Summer's face. She's really 
enjoying what you're doing.

"OK, now it's time to start zeroing in. Just start at 
the bottom of the little crack in the middle of the 
puffy lips. Lick lightly up and down. Did you see how 
she moved there? You're really getting her excited. 
She's going to have a few more orgasms. I know it.

"Just keep going up and down like that. Do you see the 
crack opening a little and the redness inside? Slow 
down and tenderly lick along the crack. You're now 
reaching her insides, and she's starting to squirm. 
Look, the lips are opening wider. Keep licking slowly. 
Don't stop. Andi's going to squeeze really hard if you 
stop now.

"Oh my god! That was it. Her lips popped open all the 
way, and a bunch of your semen went right down your 
tongue. Lift up again for a moment, Summer. He's 
gagging and choking a little on his snack. Wait until 
he gets it all down. He has the most horrible 
expression on his face. No, don't spit it out, or Andi 
will put you in a lot of pain. Just swallow it fast. 
Yes, like that. OK, you can't help those heaves, but I 
know they hurt because nothing's coming out, so get 
yourself under control, Mr. Slye.

"That's it. Breathe deeply a few times. Good. OK, 
Summer, let's continue. I see some white stuff just 
inside waiting to come out. Just keep licking, Mr. 
Slye, but now, I just want you to lick around and over 
the clitoris. Ignore the stuff falling out into your 
mouth and nose and all over your face. Just swallow 
and keep going. Because once you've made Summer come, 
the fall will be over."

When Summer came, she lost control and pushed her 
vagina hard into Slye's face. He couldn't breathe in 
that position, but she couldn't control her body 
vibrations for nearly a minute before she finally 
lifted off of him. When she caught her breath, she got 
off the bed and leaned over him. "Thank you, Mr. 
Slye," she said. "At the end there, I felt like your 
whole face was inside my vagina, and that's what it 
looks like now. I'd kiss you, except I can't find a 
dry spot on your face to kiss."

"That was great, Mr. Slye," said Heather. "I think 
Tawny is going to love the video. She really wanted to 
be here, but she decided to wait and watch the video 
because she's busy preparing for your trip.

"Celia is next, and she wants to be on top, too. But 
she's going to be facing the other way. We know from 
Tawny that you really like anal a lot, so Celia's 
going to give you her ass. First she's going to give 
you a preview. She'll be riding you as hard as Summer 
did, but she'll have her legs wide apart to open her 
anus as much as possible so you can see right into it.

"She comes fast, so this shouldn't last long. She'll 
probably have three orgasms before you can blink. Here 
we go!

"Well, that was fast. With her going crazy and the 
help of the Viagra, it took just a minute for you to 
come. Now she's going to move backwards until her 
vagina is over you, just like Summer's was, and we're 
lifting your head on the cushions again to get your 
mouth in the right position.

"You don't have much semen left, so this part 
shouldn't be as hard. Go ahead, you can start licking. 
Do you need a prompt from Andi's hand. No, you don't. 
That's good. You're doing fine now, and only a couple 
of gags. Do you feel Andi washing your package with 
warm water and soap again. Now she'll let you air dry.

"While you're licking, look up at Celia's anus. See 
how I'm putting some lube into it with my fingers. 
That's where you're going in a few minutes. Now this 
is more interesting. It's a huge syringe that we're 
injecting into Celia's anus. You can probably smell 
it.

"All of us girls have been collecting semen from our 
boyfriends every time we had sex for the last few 
weeks, and we've put all the semen from all the 
condoms together. It's more than a quart. We heated it 
to almost boiling in a microwave before we came, so 
that's why it smells so foul. I''s cooled down a 
little, but it's still nice and warm.

"See how we've pushed the syringe all the way in, so 
we can inject the semen deep inside her bowels. Now 
I'm pushing the plunger down slowly and filling her 
up. She's got a lot of room in there because it all 
seems to be going in, and I'm almost to the bottom. 
There, just a little squeezed out as I finished. She's 
full up. Oh, I see that a few drops fell on your face 
and made you gag.

"Ooops, here comes some more. Your licking has given 
Celia some huge orgasms and she's bouncing up and down 
on your face and her anus is spasming and spilling out 
some of the stuff in there. I think that was the last 
orgasm. No, there's one more. OK, it looks like she's 
exhausted. Let's let her rest for a few minutes before 
we continue.

"OK, are you ready Celia. Celia cleaned out earlier, 
just like you did, Mr. Slye. So all she has inside is 
that smelly white stuff, nothing really bad. OK, she's 
in position. Yes, it's almost the same position as 
before, but this time, your tongue is going inside her 
ass, not her vagina. I can see you have a strong 
reaction to that, Mr. Slye, so let's wait a couple of 
minutes while you think this over.

"All you have to do is the same thing you did before. 
First lick all the hair around the opening, then 
gently lick across the anus and, last of all, go 
inside. It will be a little different, because the 
anus doesn't open automatically. You'll have to push 
your face up inside her cheeks and force your tongue 
inside. But you know you can do it, because you want 
to feel Andi's warm hands massaging your testicles and 
not the other Andi.

"So think about it for one more minute, before Andi 
starts doing her thing. You can do it, Mr. Slye. 
Celia's anus is right in front of your lips. Just lick 
around it for now. There, I saw a quick lick. Too bad 
you gagged. Concentrate and focus, Mr. Slye, like you 
tell us to do in class. You can get an A in ass-
licking. You know you can.

"That was better. Isn't that ass hair silky? Yes, 
there are a few drops of that hot come on the hair, 
but not too many. Does it taste different from yours? 
Not all that much, I think. See, your tongue is really 
flying now. You can do this. Now move it so it goes 
across her anus. That did it. Did you feel Celia jerk. 
That's a sensitive spot. Go back and forth over her 
little wrinkle. It looks so cute.

"Now stop for a second and curl your tongue and push 
it at the wrinkle. OK, you can stop and gag a little. 
Now curl your tongue again and push it at the wrinkle. 
Push harder and push your whole head forward. Here. 
I'll help you a little with my hands. There. It looks 
like your face is being swallowed up by Celia's ass 
cheeks. Wow! Is that hot! Tawny's going to love seeing 
this.

"OK, now pull back and look at the little wrinkled 
anus. Watch what happens as Celia presses a little, 
like she's in the bathroom. See how she opens a 
little? You can see the white stuff inside. OK, now I 
want you to lick that little bit of white stuff that's 
about to fall out of her. Don't let it drop or Andi 
will have to give you a big squeeze. There you go. 
Lick it up. It wasn't that much, and now the outside 
of the little hole is clean again.

"She's pushing it open once more, for you to put your 
mouth around her hole and push your tongue in, See how 
your tongue can go in a lot further because she opened 
herself up by pushing. Now it's your turn to push. 
Keep pushing your tongue in. Now push your head 
between her cheeks so you can get deeper.

"You look great. Celia's swallowed up almost your 
entire face. I can hear you gagging, but Celia must 
have grabbed your tongue with her anal muscles and 
she's squeezing and not letting go. Don't try to pull 
out or you'll hurt yourself when your tongue stretches 
out. Just stay inside her and try to relax.

"As soon as you can, I want you to start swishing your 
tongue inside Celia. Move it around through all that 
thick white slime. Celia, let me know when he starts 
or if he needs help from Andi. Oh, you say you can 
feel him now and it feels great. Wonderful! Let him do 
that for a couple of minutes before your grand finale.

"OK, Mr. Slye, you can pull your tongue out and rest a 
minute. Watch Celia's anus again. You see I'm pushing 
the tapered tip of a rubber bulb syringe into it now, 
and I'm squeezing everything out of the bulb into her 
anus and colon. Don't worry, there wasn't anything 
inside that rubber ball but air. See, I'm pulling it 
out and letting it suck up the air again.

"Back it goes, and another load of air goes into her 
intestines. And one more load should do it. There. All 
set. Now for this part, you don't need to do any work, 
Mr. Slye. Just open your mouth as wide as you can. 
There. Now we're adjusting your pillows so your head 
is leaning back and your mouth is right under Celia's 
anus. If she leans back a couple of inches, your mouth 
would be able to suck everything out of her, but all 
you need to do for this part is just relax and keep 
your mouth wide open.

"No, don't close it. I know you're frightened. Andi, I 
think he needs a squeeze! There now you've got it 
open. Open it a little wider. I don't think you're 
trying hard enough, Mr. Slye. I may need Andi's help 
again. There, I think you got it open a little more. 
Try real hard to get it even more-- Oh, my gosh, I 
can't believe it. Girls, did you see that.

"When I pushed all that air into Celia, it made her 
intestines really want to get it out again. The only 
way they can do that is to make Celia fart. She's been 
holding back, but finally, she had to let go, and it 
sounded like a gun, didn't it? And it shot a huge wad 
of come right into your mouth, didn't it? You couldn't 
swallow fast enough, so it choked you a little, and it 
went up through your nose, and I know that's painful 
and disgusting.

"But don't close your mouth yet. Andi! That's it. Get 
ready for another shot. There it goes! Wow! There's a 
lot of stuff inside Celia. Now it's shooting like a 
machine gun and more and more is flowing into your 
mouth and all over your face. You're swallowing like a 
champ now, to keep from choking again. You get an A 
for sure, Mr. Slye."

When Celia finally stopped shooting semen into Mr. 
Slye's mouth, she got up and stared at him with the 
other girls. "I can barely make out that it's you, Mr. 
Slye," she said. "It looks like you stuck your head 
into a bucket of white paint." His eyes were shut, but 
Andi pulled him to his feet and walked him to the 
little bathroom, where she washed his face off. Then 
she led him back to the bed.

"Two down and three to go, Mr. Slye," said Heather. 
"It's my turn, and I choose the missionary position. 
You don't even have to warm me up by licking me, 
because I'm already so excited. So just get on top and 
do whatever you want."

Slye looked down at her, spread out lewdly to receive 
him. It was enough for the Viagra to get his large 
penis sticking straight out again, but he was tired, 
and it wasn't enough to get him enthusiastic. He 
climbed onto her slowly and then collapsed.

"That won't do at all, Mr. Slye," she said. "You need 
to get to work. I think maybe Summer can help us out. 
Why don't you climb up behind Mr. Slye, Summer, and 
see what you can do. There, your body really moved 
right then.

"You felt Summer's finger stimulating you, didn't you 
Mr. Slye. Summer, lean forward and put your hand up 
here where Mr. Slye can see it. Look at what a tiny 
little hand she has, Mr. Slye. Her fingers are so slim 
and pretty. I think she can put two of them into you 
and get an even bigger reaction. Go ahead, Summer.

"Yes, that was a bigger reaction, Mr. Slye, but you 
still aren't moving. Summer, get some lubrication into 
Mr. Slye and start moving your fingers in and out. 
Maybe that will get him started. I hear you sighing, 
Mr. Slye, so you obviously are enjoying Summer's anal 
massage, but you're still lying on top of me, and 
we're getting nowhere. Maybe three fingers are better 
than two.

"Oh, finally some action. You don't seem to like three 
fingers, and you're squirming around on top of me to 
try to get away. But Summer's following you, isn't 
she, and her fingers are pushing in and out? Not so 
comfortable, is it? Maybe if you finally start moving, 
you can shake those fingers out.

"That's good, Mr. Slye. You've lifted your upper body 
off me. But I don't want you to pull out of me. I'm 
going to hug you and wrap my legs around you. You're 
not going anywhere until we've both come. You're 
cursing now and trying hard to get free, but it won't 
help. You need to get on the job before Summer -- oh, 
I can tell by your scream that she did it. She's got 
four fingers going in and out of you now.

"Wow! That energized you like the bunny. Go, Mr. Slye, 
go, go, go. Shake your tail and move it around. Summer 
is managing to stay with you. You're choking back 
tears, but your penis doesn't know it. It's 
pulverizing my insides and I love it. I'm holding you 
tight, but you're like a bucking bronco trying to 
shake off your rider.

"Oooooooh. That was five orgasms I counted right 
there. You are everything I imagined and more, Mr. 
Slye. I wish so much that you had chosen me instead of 
Emmy. We would have had such a great summer. I don't 
mind any of those degrading things you like to do. 
That's it, keep going, I think I can do some more, and 
those four fingers inside you are holding you back 
from coming, I think.

"There, did you feel that. I just came four more 
times. I think that got you going a little, because 
you're starting to become erratic and your eyes are 
wild. Let me help you a little bit by slamming back at 
you like this. Yay! You came. You did it, even while 
those four fingers of Summer were going to town. OK, 
you can lie on me again and rest.

"No, the four fingers are not going to stop, but I'm 
going to move you on your side, so Andi can wash off 
your equipment again. We'll let it air dry.

"Now, I'll still hold you tight, because I want to 
feel how you react as Summer tucks her thumb behind 
her four fingers and starts pushing them all in and 
out of you. You didn't react much there, because it 
didn't feel too different, but you know what happens 
now. Your face sure does. It's all twisted every which 
way. You can feel Summer slowly pushing into you, and 
there, your scream tells it all, and the other girls 
are cheering. She got her little hand into you, didn't 
she?

"Listen carefully now, Mr. Slye, because we don't want 
you to get hurt, so you need to help us now. Summer is 
going to pull her hand out of you, and two of the 
girls are going to stick a tube deep inside you and 
then fill you up with the greasiest lube we could 
find. Once you're stuffed with the grease, Summer's 
dainty little hand is going back in, and then she's 
going to slowly move it deeper and deeper inside you 
as I hold you still for your protection.

"She should be able to get it up all the way to her 
shoulder, just like those videos that Tawny says you 
love to see. And then she's going to put her second 
hand in, alongside her arm and slowly move that in 
until her two hands are touching and both arms are 
buried in you up to the shoulder. Too bad I won't be 
able to see it, but I'll watch the video later.

"After she pulls her arms out, it will be Celia's 
turn. Her hands and arms are a bit bigger than 
Summer's so her goal is to get both arms in up to the 
elbows. Andi's are still bigger, and she's just going 
for one arm, but all the way up. Then comes Sam, who's 
bigger yet. She'll try to push one arm to the elbow.

"My turn comes last, but before I start, we'll turn 
you on your back, and then Celia is going to rouse you 
with her mouth, because you'll probably be in a lot of 
pain by then. Once she's got you hard again, you are 
going to use your own hands to get yourself off. 
Meanwhile, I'll be between your legs with my hands in 
your anus, pushing them in and out at the same tempo 
that you're whacking.

"It may be hard to keep excited with my two large 
hands going in and out of you, but you've got to do it 
because I'm not going to stop until you come. If you 
get too soft, Celia will suck you up again, and I'm 
sure the Viagra will help. But then you will have to 
take over. When you come, it should be an incredible 
mix of pleasure and pain."

***

When he was finally able to achieve orgasm and Heather 
removed her hands, Slye collapsed in a heap on the bed 
and sobbed loudly.

Heather lifted him up and embraced him. "There, 
there," she said. "We're almost done. Three down and 
two to go. Rest in my arms for a few minutes before 
it's Sam's turn. She wants you to do her doggy style."

The girls all helped lift Slye onto his hands and 
knees. He collapsed a few times, before they managed 
to hold him up, and Heather stroked his penis to 
stimulate it while Samantha positioned herself in 
front of him.

"You're flinching while I'm stroking you, Mr. Slye. 
Your penis seems to be very dry and brittle. It's 
probably from all that air drying. But the Viagra is 
working. It's getting hard again in my hands. Now I'm 
going to put it into Samantha's moist vagina, and then 
you need to hold her waist with both sides and start 
pumping into her.

"No, you can't just kneel there and do nothing, Mr. 
Slye. It's like you're using her to hold yourself up. 
Sure, you're tired, but you're a strong man. You can 
do this. Now get going.

"I guess words are not going to help. Maybe this will. 
There, that was just a light smack on your ass, but as 
you already know, I've got a big strong hand, and if 
you don't start moving, I'm going to spank you a 
little harder.

"There, that one got a reaction, but you still aren't 
moving. Here's a harder one. OK, you're moving, but 
it's very feeble. Here's one to speed you up.

Oh, that got a scream out of you, and also got some 
action. Samantha seems to be enjoying herself at last. 
I guess your dry penis isn't feeling too good from the 
friction, even though she's really juicy, but it's 
still holding up.

"OK, this is your signal to up the tempo. That was a 
really loud scream, Mr. Slye, but I still haven't 
spanked you anywhere near as hard as I could. You're 
doing fine now. Don't slow down. Uh oh, you seem to be 
getting winded. There, you jumped right up off the bed 
with that smack, and you've got your second wind, I 
can see.

"Are you getting excited yet. I think Sam has already 
had three orgasms, and she's ready to stop anytime you 
are, but she'll go on as long as she has to until you 
have your orgasm. I think to get there, you need to go 
faster, so here's a big wallop to get you going. That 
was a new sound I haven't heard before. It sounded as 
though someone was branding you with a hot iron. Maybe 
that's not so far off because my hand is certainly 
making your bottom red hot.

"I can tell from your cries that your penis is really 
hurting as it's rubbing inside Samantha, but the only 
way you can come is to keep going faster. And don't 
try to fake it, because we'll be looking for some come 
after you're done to make sure. We know there won't be 
a lot, but we'll need to see at least a drop.

"You need to pull out all the stops, Mr. Slye, so I'm 
going to help you by spanking you as hard as I can 
until you finally come. This is really going to cause 
some deep bruising, and you'll need to sit on cushions 
for a month, but it will hurt my hand, too. There and 
there and there and there and there. You're getting 
into a fast rhythm now, and I think that's going to 
work, especially since I'm matching your rhythm with 
my hand.

"That's it. Lift your head and scream. I think that 
just gave Sam three more orgasms. Yes, your head is 
shaking wildly. You're almost there, you're close, 
you're close, you did it. That was great Mr. Slye. 
Let's get you out of Samantha. Wow! Your penis is 
really torn up. There are raw red parts on it, almost 
like the red on your rear cheeks. I think we're going 
to clean both of them with alcohol to prevent 
infection. Of course, that will make them even drier, 
and the skin may start to crack.

"I'm afraid with all the things that happened inside 
and outside your genitals, whatever you do in the 
bathroom is going to hurt a lot the next week or two. 
So will walking. And so will anything that touches 
your raw skin down there. We know you and Tawny have 
planned a romantic mountain retreat for a week, and 
you're leaving tonight. But I'm afraid the only way 
Tawny will be able to make love to you is if she gives 
you the Viagra we bought for her. You'll still be able 
to pleasure her, although it will be excruciating for 
you.

"OK, it's Andi's turn. We're almost done. She's not 
going to have sex with you, and she'll just take a 
minute. Here she is. She took a bunch of ice cubes out 
of the cooler and filled up this large bowl with them 
and then added water. We're lifting you up so you can 
sit on the edge of the bed, and she's getting between 
your legs. Steady. We'll hold on to you.

"Wow! You nearly jumped out of your skin there as she 
lifted the bowl up and stuck your package into it. 
It's now soaking in the ice water. Is that soothing to 
you at all, Mr. Slye? You seem to be shaking. We'll 
hug you tighter and push our breasts into you so 
you're snug and warm while your penis and balls chill 
out. Do you feel them shrinking in the ice water? I 
think that's 10 minutes. That should do the trick. Now 
you can lie back again.

"Well, that certainly worked. Your big nasty thing 
looks like a little boy's equipment now. This should 
be easy. Look up, Mr. Slye. See, Andi is showing you 
this little round thing that looks like a bead, but 
it's actually tiny band made out of really strong 
rubber. Now she's showing you how the band fits onto 
that metal tool called banding pliers. See how when 
she squeezes the pliers, they pull the tiny band open 
into a big loop.

"Now that your equipment is so tiny, she can easily 
thread your testicles through the loop and position 
the band right above them. Now she's slowly relaxing 
her grip on the pliers and the loop is getting 
smaller. You can't see it now of course, but there, 
the pliers are free and the loop is squeezing your 
sack tight where the testicles start.

"The rubber loop and the pliers are usually used for 
goats, but once we shrunk you in the ice water, it 
worked fine on you. I think you've maybe guessed what 
it's for, but I'll explain while you're drinking your 
coke and the girls are cleaning up the room. We're 
finished now, and it's time to go.

"See this sharp little instrument. It's a special 
safety scissors that can easily cut your cute little 
band off. You might be able to do it yourself, but it 
would be dangerous since it's hard for you to see what 
you're doing. Also that whole area is now raw and dry, 
and the skin is cracking, so anything that touches you 
there will be incredibly painful and could cause an 
involuntary violent reaction.

"It would be dangerous if you tried to cut the band 
off yourself. You could cut yourself and bleed to 
death or at least cause a lot of damage. But we'll 
deliver the scissors to Tawny, along with you. Andi, 
Mr. Slye is very dehydrated. Please refill his Coke.

"You probably can't feel it, but the band is already 
limiting circulation to your testicles, and when they 
warm up and return to normal, it will get much 
tighter. It's an easy way to castrate goats. In less 
than a week, the testicles are literally dead, without 
any messy, bloody cutting.

"It works the same way on humans. Andi, please refill 
the Coke again. He's really thirsty. In about a week, 
you could be a much different man. If your testicles 
are dead, they shrivel into nothing in a month or so. 
You won't have much of a sex drive because of the lost 
testosterone, even though there are still ways a woman 
can get your penis to be useful. At least that's what 
Tawny found out when she was doing some research.

"Chances are you'd be more docile, too, and wouldn't 
give Tawny a hard time with anything she wanted to do. 
Best of all, it wouldn't affect your teaching 
abilities in the least, the way we understand it. You 
might get more tired after school and have to cut back 
on some of your more strenuous exercising and get a 
little softer. But Tawny found out that emasculated 
men are often more positive and content, too. So it's 
not all bad.

"Of course, the decision is up to Tawny. When we first 
talked about this, the plan was for her to watch you 
on your vacation as you lost your manhood. She would 
make sure you didn't hurt yourself and give us the 
details on how you reacted as you were slowly 
castrated.

"But then Emmy found out about our plans. She is so 
wise that she knew something was up even though none 
of us told her anything. She forced it out of us, and 
then she fought for you like a wildcat and tried to 
make us drop the whole idea. But this time we didn't 
cave like we usually do because she's such a better 
person than we are.

"Well, we did a little. She made us get the safety 
scissors for Tawny. And she's been talking to Tawny 
almost every day. One of their sessions lasted over 
two hours. Tawny told us Emmy's definitely over 
wanting to die, and though she's still the same girl 
we all adore, she's now less fragile. She's been 
telling Tawny that what you did was probably good for 
her, because it toughened her for her career. She 
doesn't know it, but all of us have made a vow to 
protect her from now on, so no one is ever going to 
hurt her the way you did again.

"She also has been trying to convince Tawny that 
you're really a good person at heart who just let his 
testosterone get in the way sometimes -- like all men. 
She said you never harassed or touched any students. 
And she told her how inspiring you were to all of us.

"She said that Tawny must have been attracted to your 
strong masculinity the same way we were, and that she 
just needed to help you channel that just for the two 
of you and you would have a wonderful marriage. Tawny 
said Emmy could sell ice to Eskimos because she almost 
convinced her you were a saint.

"So Emmy has given you a chance to save your 
masculinity. Tawny told us that letting the band do 
its work is really the only way to make absolutely 
certain that nothing like Emmiline ever happens again. 
But her talks with Emmy have opened her to other 
alternatives.

"So I think your future is still up in the air. You've 
just drunk a lot of rum in those cokes, and I think 
you're starting to feel the effect. In a few minutes, 
you'll be out cold, but I can tell by the look on your 
face that you understand every word that I'm saying.

"When you've passed out, we're going to bring you to 
Tawny and dump you in her car. You'll be asleep all 
the way to her parents' cabin, and when she stops on 
the way to buy groceries for the week, she'll leave 
you in the car.

"You've been there, so you know that the cabin is 
really isolated. The nearest neighbor is 20 miles 
away, and he's rarely at his vacation cabin anyway. 
Even if he were there, it would be hard for you to 
walk with all that pain around your crotch. So it's 
just you and Tawny at the cabin -- and the special 
scissors hidden wherever she decides to hide them with 
the car keys.

"Our suggestion is that you look upon your week with 
Tawny as a teaching and learning experience. Can you 
learn enough to show her that you are really sorry and 
really want her forgiveness and that you'll never 
touch another woman again?

"Will you give her some proof of your intentions? Will 
you watch our videos with her and if she wants, will 
you let her do some of the things we did with you, 
even though it may be torture for you because your 
penis and balls and butt are bruised and raw and 
cracked from dryness and your insides are burning like 
a forest fire? Will you remember some of her 
suggestions that you've turned down in the past 
because they're repellent to you? Will you force 
yourself to do them to prove to her you can change, 
that you will do what it takes to earn back her trust, 
that you want to become a good husband and father?

"I think you can do it, Mr. Slye, and so do the other 
girls. Yes, we've had our fun with you today, but Emmy 
reminded us to remember the good things about you, how 
you made us better students and better people. We are 
really glad that whether or not Tawny decides to 
neuter you, our younger brothers and sisters will 
still have the experience of being taught by you.

"So we'll be thinking of you and Tawny up there in 
that cabin and hoping for the best. And Emmiline said 
to tell you she'll be praying for you and your 
masculinity and waiting for a phone call from Tawny 
after she's made her decision.

"Well, we're all packed up. You're still listening, 
Mr. Slye, but I can see you won't be conscious much 
longer. When you wake up in the cabin tomorrow, you 
need to do everything in your power to convince Tawny 
that she would be better off with you as a whole man 
who is devoted to her rather than something less than 
a man who's easy to control. You haven't got much 
time, maybe a couple of days at the most. It's up to 
you."

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
any way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any
of the scenarios in this story should seriously 
consider seeking professional help.
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