{ASSM}Nanny3: Back to School 8/14 (Ff+/F, reluc) by
LCDRJMC and Greatness
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LCDRJMC
Part 8
*****
Athena Valentine dragged her spent, sweaty body across
the floor, her hyper-sensitive nipples dragging across
the smooth cool surface, leaving a moist streak behind
her. After a period of endless agony, the weakened
reporter finally found the strength to rise on her hands
and knees, to give her poor tormented nipples some
blessed relief. Head drooping, she continued to wearily
move across the floor, slowly, instinctively, with no
idea of where she was going or why.
Her mind a blank, the crawling reporter was at a loss to
understand how she had come to find herself in another
humiliating situation like this. All the exhausted woman
knew for certain was that she had once again lost her
clothes, only because her perfect, traitorous body had
betrayed her. Betrayed her!
She stopped crawling and gathered her wavering strength
for a moment. The room was spinning crazily around her
and she desperately needed everything to be still.
Finally the room settled enough for Athena to make an
attempt to stand, but the wild spinning in her head
proved too much for her and, defeated, she sank to the
floor, her body laying full length upon the floor's hard
surface. Willing herself, the senior lifted her head up
off of the dirty floor and, instinctively covering her
exposed breasts, wearily looked about the empty classroom
in disbelief. The desks had all been placed in a circle
around her, but the students who once sat in them were
long gone. Only Mrs. Bohon remained, smirking at her
from behind her desk in the left front corner of the
room.
Bohon! There was something very unusual about her
nemesis Bohon, but she couldn't place it. She fiercely
shook her head, sending her damp hair flying, but that
did nothing to clear it. Finally, Athena's befuddled
mind comprehended what was so strange about Bohon. The
beautiful teacher was undressed with her desk was neatly
covered in someone's clothes.
"Did something happen to her, too?" she wondered in total
bewilderment. "What kind of dreadful school was this?"
Yet she understood the answer all too well. Athena's
dazed mind knew that the riveting image of a beautiful
teacher without clothes was probably yet another of her
terrible sex-related hallucinations. After all, why else
would a teacher be naked in her own classroom?
She sank down to the floor again, covered her face with
her hands and wept.
"What happened?" she sobbed. "I don't understand! What
happened?"
She was only here to give a silly little report. So how
did she come to lose her clothes and climax in front of
everyone when she was all alone by the podium?
But she knew what happened, what always happened when her
body started to develop a mind of its own. It was her
special sickness, this weird condition which had gripped
her before! Her beautiful body would constantly betray
her by erupting feverishly at the slightest touch, real
or imagined. This time it was flies! Oh, God! Flies!
Dirty, disgusting flies touching and biting her perfect
flesh which had brought her to this, another humiliation
for the Superior Woman.
"No! Not that!!" Athena sobbed. She hadn't even thought
about that. Fly Bites! Fly bites on her privates! Now
she had to go to the school nurse's office for some
disinfectant. It wasn't fair! Yet another humiliation
for the Superior Woman!
"Flies!" she wailed to the room. "Stupid, stupid flies!"
It was all so unfair. She was so perfect, yet these
terrible things kept happening to her! It was all so
confusing. All she wanted was to be crowned Queen of the
Prom, and then she could complete this once-fun
assignment. She certainly was the best if not only true
candidate. Anyone could see that just by looking at her,
the fabulous senior, Miss Athena Valentine, so beautiful,
so well dressed, and so in control. There was no
question that the school was hers. Hers!
Until now that is. The world had suddenly spun terribly
out of control, and all because of her secret
weaknesses. The pills didn't help this time, nothing
helped. Her body had once again become a bomb, ready to
explode at the slightest touch. Even now, after all that
happened today, she could feel the heat within her
boiling. How responsive her once disciplined body was
feeling. The sensation of the floor on her naked flesh
was so sexually stimulating she had a burning urge to
start rolling and never stop! Her proud tits felt so
swollen and lonely, she wanted desperately to comfort
them, to hold and squeeze them. Her tingling pussy was
copiously leaking girl-cum, and to her horror Athena
found that she was gently grinding her hips onto the
floor ever since she had lain down, unconsciously
enjoying the delicious squishy sensation it was causing
her bare cunt!
She had to get out of here!
She rolled over onto her back and, staring dazedly at the
ceiling, tried to clear her clouded mind as much as she
could. Athena hastily worked out what she had to do.
She was sure she had some old clothes in her SUV. She
would visit the nurse, get dressed, and then get the hell
away from everyone until the prom. This will give her
some badly needed time to calm down, clear her head, and
try to be ready for the most important night of her life.
She had to leave!
But first, the hard part.
Athena was almost too dizzy to even try to get up off of
the floor. The flies had really done her in! Stupid
flies! She'd had so many strange things turn her on in
the last year, very young girls, medical exams, running
in gym, a girl helping her in a shower, and now flies!
Oh, God! Small creatures made her skin crawl. Athena
hated them all, flies, beetles, lightning bugs, rodents,
it did not matter. They were disgusting! Disgusting!!
"Thank God they weren't any spiders," she thought. She
really did hate spiders, with all those horrible hairy
legs and beady little eyes. Fangs, too. Spiders had
those terrible fangs.
At the thought of hideous spiders biting her vulnerable
naked body, Athena whipped her head around frantically to
see if any were currently coming at her, but for the
moment she saw that she was safe.
She rolled over onto her tummy and once again tried to
rise from the floor on her rubbery, uncoordinated
muscles.
Suddenly, she could hear the soft sounds of someone
coming towards her.
Oh, God! Bohon! She had forgotten all about Mrs. Bohon!
*****
Bohon had been waiting patiently. It had been an hour
since she had chased her pupils out of the room after the
girls had finished with the once haughty senior.
"Okay, then," said Mrs. Bohon with satisfaction as she
looked at the madly twitching naked reporter sprawled
over the floor. "Class, I think it's time we call it a
day."
Howls of protest rose from the students, but Mrs. Bohon
was not going to lose this opportunity.
"Come on, now. Miss Valentine is obviously under the
weather and we should give her some privacy. So
everyone, out!"
By the time the class exited the room and Mrs. Bohon had
placed a "Testing" sign outside of the door and locked
it, Athena had collapsed into a fitful state of
unconsciousness.
Bohon returned to her desk and stripped. She folded her
clothes carefully and placed them on her desk. After a
check on Athena (and a few fast surreptitious caresses),
Bohon went to her utility closet and found a plain box
she had hidden there.
"Let's see," she murmured happily to herself. "One of
these, a couple of those, and, oh yes,
definitely...that!" After putting in fresh extended-life
batteries and lubricating everything that needed to be
coated, Bohon carefully gathered up her toys and returned
to the classroom.
She fastened a thin harness around her waist, then sat at
her desk to wait. She played casually with her toys,
while keeping a watchful eye on the beautiful reporter.
Athena was already moaning and twitching in her sleep,
and Bohon knew that her wait would not be a long one.
"This is going to be sweet," thought the teacher. To
finally have her hands on the delectable Miss Athena
Valentine...oh, yes! All of those times when Bohon
wanted only to boot the superior young bitch out of her
class forever, but instead she bided her time and waited
for the moment she knew would come eventually. Months of
putting up with her I'm-so-superior attitude, and those
God-awful, class-disrupting childish tantrums Athena
pulled whenever she didn't get her way. Yet it was worth
all of the strain of having Athena in her class because
now it was payback time.
Yes, a payback time made even more sweet with the
knowledge that this haughty senior was in reality a spy,
a reporter sent into her classroom on some secret
assignment. Perhaps it was one of those rare counseling
sessions that had gotten out of hand with a comely
student which caused this intrusion. Or it could be only
a fishing expedition, and Miss Valentine (or whatever her
real name might be) was simply trying to find out
anything she could. The fact that this truly beautiful
young woman might have been deliberately trying to
disrupt her class for unknown reasons infuriated Mrs.
Bohon no end.
Regardless of who or what Miss Athena Valentine actually
was, Mrs. Bohon had decided she would really give this
naked bitch something to write about- If She Dared!!
*****
Athena gave the teacher one of the sexiest shows Bohon
had ever seen while trying to get to her feet. The dazed
reporter rolled over onto her stomach and, without
realizing it, raised her wonderful ass high into the air
as she struggled to get up on her hands and knees.
The horny teacher watched the nubile reporter wiggle her
behind at her! It was a sight to behold the way the
tight ass cheeks parted and showed off that smooth tight
pussy, and her delightfully tiny and inviting anus. She
watched fascinated as Athena's ass swayed back and forth
while the young woman attempted to rise. It was more
than Mrs. Bohon could handle. "Damn girl, you are hot,"
she groaned, briefly dripping her own fingers into her
streaming slit before walking towards Athena.
"You have been a very naughty girl, Miss Valentine,"
Bohon said. With her hips raised up like that, Bohon
knew the spoiled princess only wanted one thing. Bohon
laid two quick blows of her right palm on Athena's
delightfully upturned ass.
SMACK! SMACK!
"OUCH! What are you doing?" a shocked Athena yelped as
she quickly lowered her ass out of the way of the
swinging arm.
"Get that back up here," Mrs. Bohon ordered. She grabbed
Athena by the hips and pulled that tasty backside back up
into the air. "You deliberately teased all the students
in this class, stripping in front of the class and acting
like some bitch in heat. That display was disgusting!
I'm going to teach you that your sluttish behavior shall
not be tolerated, not in my class!"
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
"Oh, please, it wasn't my fault! It was the flies!"
Athena howled as the blows rained down on her butt. But
her teacher was right, it had been a terrible display
she'd put on. But it was the flies' fault, not hers.
Had they not have crawled on her, she would not have lost
control.
"Flies! I'll show you flies, you teasing little slut!"
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
Athena, without knowing it, was really putting on a
display now. With each blow, she would swing her ass in
trying to escape from her terrible punishment. She would
sway her hips this way desperately trying to evade
Bohon's swinging arm as she slid about on the floor. But
the blows kept coming down on her rapidly warming ass.
And to make matters worse, dragging her naked body across
the floor was driving her toward another unwanted orgasm.
Athena couldn't believe it! Not again! Not now!
Above the distressed senior, Bohon was having the time of
her life. "This was too good to be true," she thought
as she once again smacked the girl's defenseless bottom.
The way Athena was trying to avoid the blows was both
funny and sexy. She had her shoulders pressed against
the floor while leaving her ass high up in the air. It
was fantastic! Athena's mind was so far gone she didn't
even try to lower her behind to the floor anymore. All
the naked reporter did was move that ass up and down as
she slid across the floor trying to get away. How
delightful! Athena squirmed around like a caterpillar,
lowering and raising her ass as she would indeed inch
along on the floor. Up and down, up and down it went,
while the merciless spanking never stopped. Bohon loved
it. The proud Athena Valentine, now reduced to a naked
inch-worm!
"Naughty, girl. Very naughty," Mrs. Bohon teased. Her
hands had spanked all over the burning hips, but now she
made sure the vulnerable cunt received its fair share of
attention.
"OOOooohhhh!" groaned Athena as her poor pussy caught
fire under the repeated blows and caresses!
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
Athena was in turmoil! Her body was rapidly going out of
control and there was nothing she could do to stop it!
It was going to happen again. She was going to cum and
this time while that bitch Bohon was spanking her.
Spanking her! She tried to get away, she really did, but
all her crawling seemed to do was to set her swollen
breasts on fire as they rubbed along the tile floor. She
tried to stop the crazy sensations by raising her
shoulders, but then the next blow would only push them
firmly back onto the floor again, sending a shockwave of
excitement right to her heating sex. She was reaching
her boiling point and there was nothing she could do to
stop it!
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
"No! I'm not going to do this!" Athena unconsciously
shouted. She wasn't going to cum. Not like this, and
certainly not because of what Mrs. Bohon was doing to
her. No! Not like this! What did this woman want from
her, anyway?
"Please, Mrs. Bohon!" moaned the begging reporter. "P-
please, stop. It...wasn't...wasn't my fault!"
"Then who's fault was it, Miss Perfect? Eh? Who's?"
SMACK! SMACK!
"I' can't...! I can't hold...! Please! I'm begging you,
please stop!"
Athena was so close! If only Bohon would not spank her
anymore. Athena was trying her best to stop it, to stop
from cumming, but she could sense it was going to happen
any second. She bit her lip. She held her breath. But
she already knew that nothing on earth was going to stop
her from cumming and humiliating herself in front of the
hated teacher.
Beneath their tan, the perfect buttocks were becoming
decidedly pink. "Good time to stop," thought Bohon.
Besides, her hands were becoming sore; so, she
reluctantly decided to end the wonderful punishment.
"You!" SMACK "Are!" SMACK "A!" SMACK "Teasing!" SMACK
"Bitch!!"
That did it! The last well-aimed blow caught Athena
right on her clit.
"AAAAHHHH!" Athena cried helplessly. Her whole body
trembled as she felt the blood rush to her pulsating
crotch! Oh God! Oh God! Her stomach did a flip-flop as
she came, this time while a teacher was punishing her for
being a teasing slut in class. Her legs tightened as she
spread them as wide as she could. She couldn't help
herself! She arched her back, and pushed her tormented
backside straight up in the air.
"Oooooooooooooooooh God noooooooooooooo!" she screamed as
she was overwhelmed by a delicious ecstasy. She had done
it to herself again.
Miss Athena Valentine's orgasm exploded and the room went
dark.
*****
Mrs. Bohon looked down at the prostrate senior and smiled
wickedly. She knelt and ran her fingers through the wet
folds of the girl's dripping cunt. "You are something,
my lovely."
She brought her fingers to her lips and licked Athena's
girl-cum from them. "Yum," she murmured, "so sweet."
Then she dipped them into the steaming honey pot a second
time.
Bohon couldn't let the opportunity pass. Quickly she
rolled Athena over onto her back. "Oh, my. You are a
pretty one." The teacher looked down at Athena's naked
body. It was so tanned and ripe. Those breasts, even
when Athena lay flat on her back, didn't seem to sag.
The beautiful tan mounds retained their perfect shape.
Quickly Bohon dropped her harness, then swung her slim
right leg over the unconscious Athena's chest. She
lowered her pussy down until the touched Athena's erect
right nipple. "Oh, yes" purred Bohon. Slowly, ever so
slowly, the teacher rubbed her sex back and forth over
the hard little nub. "It's even better than I
imagined," she moaned as she moved her hips back and
forth.
Athena's shattered mind dimly stirred. What was
happening to her?
The teacher was lost fucking herself on Athena's tit, and
never noticed Athena's eyes popping open wide in
amazement at the beautiful ass moving back and forth in
front of her nose. Instinctively she jerked her face
away from the sight, and the back of her head slammed
heavily against the floor.
"Ohhh," Athena groaned, almost fainting once again.
All Bohon knew was that she was fucking the proud breast
and driving herself toward the orgasm of her life. She'd
dreamed of being tit fucked (it was one of her favorite
fantasies), but she had never made love to a girl with
breasts that were close to this size or near-perfect
form. She pressed down, mashing her cunt into the flesh
and trying to push the entire tit inside her flaming
cunt.
As she pleasured herself, she looked at the wondrous bare
torso before her. Bohon grinned mischievously. "Oh,
yes!" she said. The teacher reached over into the pile
of things she had brought and grabbed a long pink dildo.
She grabbed both of Athena's ankles and pulled the
shapely legs up in the air, and then hooked Athena's
knees over her arms so that her hands were free to work
on that tasty ass.
"Ohh! Who are you? What are you doing to me?" groaned a
befuddled Athena as she felt her legs raise into the air.
Who was this strange woman? What happened to her
teacher? "Mrs. Bohon? Are you there? What's
happening?!"
"Shut up, bitch! You deserve this, for being a slut in
front of all those sweet young girls," Bohon shouted
gleefully. "Now take your punishment for being a whore!"
Athena's bewildered mind reeled at the sound. Oh, God!
It was Bohon! Bohon! Bohon, saying terrible things
about HER!
A shocked Athena's eyes went wide as her teacher pushed
the slim dildo against her backdoor. "OH!!" moaned the
reporter. "No, not there! Please not again!" She
couldn't take that again, not there.
"Again?" laughed Bohon. "You are a slut." With that
she pushed.
"OH GOD NO!!!!!" screamed Athena.
Athena's anus resisted for a moment, then gave itself up
to the long pink invader. "Oh please no," she begged at
this new violation of her proud body.
"Oh please, yes, you tramp," Bohon said. Quickly and
with a very evil grin Mrs. Bohon turn the tiny switch on
high and the dildo roared to life.
"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!"
"You like that, don't you?" the teacher observed. She
slowly began to fuck Athena's backdoor while she pressed
her own hips down, burying as much of Athena's right
breast into her pussy as she could. "You deserve this
and you know it. Take it all, girl!" She rocked back
and forth joyfully on Athena's breast while pushing all
seven inches of the vibrator up the senior's tiny
backdoor.
"Please..." moaned a devastated Athena. Thankfully, as
quickly as the pain started it was gone as the teacher
fucked her in the ass. This was even more humiliating
then anything she'd ever had happen in her life. She was
being fucked up the butt and it was driving her crazy.
The buzzing in her backside was turning her on just like
earlier when she was trapped with her editor in the
office. Athena had never even thought of anything being
put up her butt. It was just too disgusting! Yet for
the second time in less than an hour there was something
being pushed up there, and it was driving her
uncontrollably toward yet another wonderful orgasm.
"Take it all girl!" the teacher yelled in the heat of
passion. Feeling herself on the edge, Bohon pushed the
dildo deep and came explosively as she humped Athena's
tit. "Yes! Yessssss!!!" she hissed as the climax washed
over her. Not satisfied, she continued to work on the
devastated reporter until she came a second time as
finally Athena herself exploded.
"NOT AGAIN!!!!!" Athena jerked and twitched mightily
under her teacher as her unwanted orgasm overtook her at
last. She hated herself for giving in so easily to it,
for letting her traitorous body once again rule over her
superior intellect, yet she was helpless to prevent the
feelings of exquisite pleasure washing through her very
soul. It was her sickness, but she was helpless! She
loved it! She loved it all!
The proud reporter, unable to withstand the torrent of
conflicting sensations and emotions roaring within her
pillaged body, passed out upon the floor once again, her
teacher still happily abusing the now quiet body.
*****
Bohon was seated behind her desk once again, adjusting
her harness as she carefully cleaned and prepared her
toys in anticipation of the next round. She was far from
finished with the helpless reporter who lay prostrate on
the floor.
The teacher shifted expectantly in her chair as she
looked with burning eyes at the nude young woman on the
floor. Something had come into her mind, something she
had not consciously thought about in a long time.
"Of course," the teacher murmured. "Of course. Tammi.
It's Tammi."
Now she knew why she had to risk everything to take this
snotty bitch here and now, with school going on normally
all around her. It was finally an opportunity to heal an
old wound. As a teacher, she'd been very careful (most
of the time, anyway) about being gay, because she knew
she would be instantly fired if anyone in the local
administration found out. So she had to be very careful
whom she slept with and when. Over the years she'd been
with perhaps a dozen women as well as a few select
teenage girls (those student-teacher conferences can get
so out of control sometimes). But none of them looked
like Athena. The girl was perfect in every way. It had
disturbed Bohon the first time she saw the senior walk
down the hall towards her classroom. It wasn't that she
herself was jealous of her. As far as looks go, Bohon
herself could turn heads easily enough when she really
wanted to. Maybe it was the way the arrogant Athena
brutally treated all of the other students and teachers,
while at the same time unconsciously flaunting her
incredible sexuality.
Bohon noticed Athena's superior smirk at the guys'
obvious reactions to her antics; yet, there were others
who were also affected. Bohon saw that, incredibly,
Athena never became aware of the reaction she was
sometimes causing with her own sex. But react they did!
The teacher could see the subtle signs of confusion on
the faces of some of the girls whenever Miss Valentine
entered a room, their normally cool eyes smoldering with
a suppressed longing. It reminded her of her own high
school days when she was struggling with her sexuality,
when she first realized that she preferred to be with
girls rather than boys, but could not understand why.
Tammi Smith was the most beautiful girl the young Bohon
had ever seen. Bohon had known her since grade school,
but by their senior year, Tammi had blossomed into
something truly stunning. She was very much like Athena,
a walking blonde wet dream. Tammi was definitely her
dream girl back then. Every time Bohon saw her, it was
like seeing her for the first time. She couldn't help
it! Her heart would pound and her nipples harden. She
would even get wet, down there, and that made her blush.
What really intrigued her though was that Bohon had never
seen Tammi with a boy, ever. "Maybe she's like me,"
thought Bohon, and her mind reeled at the possibilities.
She became all tingly just thinking about having the
wonderful Tammi in her arms, all to herself.
It was then, as a senior, that Bohon had finally gotten
the courage at a party (after several beers to build up
her courage)to approach the divinely aloof Tammi Smith,
the most beautiful girl she had ever known. But it
hadn't worked out the way she had planned, not at all.
It was at a large party at Bohon's family home, one
evening towards the end of their senior year, and things
had gone horribly wrong. Bohon, in her drunken
inexperience, had turned what was suppose to be a very
subtle if hopeful caress into a clumsy pawing of the
shocked Tammi's breasts. The outraged Tammi had then
humiliated her in her own home, right in front of her
friends, calling her, among other things, a disgusting
little fag.
It took Bohon more than a year to work up the courage to
even go out again. Tammi had hurt her and now, right in
her very own classroom, all sweaty and naked and
defenseless, was her very own Tammi, Athena Valentine.
"I've waited along time for this, my dear," Bohon purred.
*****
Athena awoke to find herself once again abused and naked
on the floor of Bohon's classroom. In a complete fog,
she rose from the floor and stumbled towards the door,
conscious only of the desire that she must leave this
place.
*****
The teacher watched with keen interest as the young woman
moved towards the door, looking wonderfully disheveled,
as though she had just received a very thorough fucking
(guess who!), her mind so blasted from sex that she had
forgotten that she was nude and, unless stopped, was
quite ready to go out like that.
It was perfect!
"Forgetting something?" smirked Mrs. Bohon as she held up
Athena's robe by her left index finger.
Athena looked down at her naked body in horror! Oh God!
Oh God! She had been just about to go...out there...Out
There...!
"I'm naked!" she shouted as she held her head in her
hands in panic. "Oh, no! NO!!! I'm naked again!"
She started to run towards Mrs. Bohon and her precious
robe, but the room began spinning again. She was forced
to stop walking and support herself on a desktop.
Unable to face her teacher, she looked away from the
strange apparition behind the desk and with her open
hands leaned heavily on the desktop. Unable to watch the
spinning room any longer, she closed her eyes tightly.
Athena was afraid she really was mad! What was happening
to her? Athena was sure that Mrs. Bohon was NOT sitting
behind her desk topless, just as she was sure the room
was NOT spinning. It was her, it was always her! It was
yet another part of her on-going sick sex fantasies,
where people touch her even though she's alone, where she
could contrive to lose her clothes in the most bizarre
situations like a room crowed with people, where even the
simplest insects seem attracted to her and were able to
excite her beyond belief. It was crazy! Crazy!
"Make it stop!" Athena pleaded. She wanted desperately
for this nightmare to end, to wake up and find her
carefully controlled life still in order. "Make it stop!
Please! Please, make it stop!"
Mrs. Bohon watched the stricken reporter with delight.
The thick golden mass of hair in total disarray, the
tight deeply tanned flesh, the smooth tapered back
flowing into the indented waist and flaring hips, the
firm jutting buttocks that looked so inviting, the
sculptured legs, trim ankles, and small perfectly
manicured feet. So beautiful, and all hers! For Bohon,
it was not just a question of the stunning reporter's
comeuppance anymore. Oh, no. It had become much more
personal then that. She was going to break this proud
bitch.
Drawn like a moth to the flame, Bohon gathered up her
toys and went over to vulnerable young woman.
*****
Athena leaned heavily on her arms and prayed for the room
to stop spinning. What little remained of her tortured
mind was overwhelmed by swirling, unstoppable intense
images of sex with legions of naked women touching her,
stroking every inch of her perfect body, eagerly probing
her every orifice until nothing remained of her! In
spite of everything that happened, her body continued to
madly pulse with an unbelievable yearning, a desire to be
used, to be consumed completely in a sensual fire. All
thoughts of her assignment, of the terrible humiliation
which she had just gone through in front of her
classmates and teacher, her current terrible
vulnerability, everything, everything faded completely
before this astonishing need! But still Athena knew she
had to resist. She had to fight it! This was not her,
this was not her at all! She was not some mindless slut,
unable to control her own body, she was Athena Valentine,
the Su....
Suddenly her mind was flooded with an intense feeling of
pleasure-pain, and it was coming from her heaving chest!
Wide-eyed, Athena looked in open-mouthed horror at the
tiny gold clamp which had attached itself the tip of her
left breast, turning her erect nipple red in its strong
grip. She was getting ready to scream when she saw a
hand come from below and attach an identical strange
clamp to the tip of her right breast!
"AHHH....!" was all Athena was able to gasp as her brain
was overwhelmed by the strange sensations. What was
happening? Who would do such a terrible thing to her?
"You've been bad, haven't you?" softly said Mrs. Bohon
from directly behind the distressed reporter.
"OH!" gasped Athena who jumped in shock at the sound.
She wasn't sure what was worse, having her precious
nipples attacked in such a cruel fashion, or being seen
like this by someone else. The nipple-clamps were linked
by a thin golden chain, and Athena quickly discovered
that when one breast made the slightest movement, the
chain caused the other clamp to pull on its own tortured
nipple even more! She couldn't move at all,
otherwise...! OH GOD!
"OOOOHHH!" Athena moaned. The agony was strangely
exquisite, and the sensation reminded her somehow of that
strange night at Tara's home. Her nipples felt the same
then as well. Oh God! It was too much! She was ready
to cum! She had to get these horrible things off of her
chest, but she was afraid to touch them, for fear of
hurting herself even more.
"What's wrong?" asked Bohon as she slyly guided the head
of the strap-on between the very distracted Athena's
tight ass cheeks.
"Oh God! Oh God! My...my nipples! Oh God! It hurts!
W-what are you...? Ooooohhhhh!"
Athena stiffened in shock as she felt something work its
way past her elastic anus. "Oh God! What are you doing
back there? You're not going to...? No! Not back
there! Not again! Please? Please, no!"
Ignoring Athena, Bohon carefully worked the strap-on
until it rested nice and deep in the reporter's abused
anal passage.
"Oooohhhh..." moaned a very stuffed-feeling Athena.
"Take it out. Oh, God. Not again! Not again!
Why...why are you doing this to me? It's too much. Too
much. Please. Please, take it out."
"Okay, precious," lied Bohon as she reached around and
now worked tip of the slim pink vibrator over the warm
flesh of Athena's bare mound and swollen labia. Getting
no reaction, Bohon slowly inserted the device into the
tight, squishy cunt.
"OH!!!" cried Athena in despair as she felt this latest
invader enter her proud body.
"Perfect," said Bohon after placing the vibrator firmly
within the tight cunt. A few inches of the intruder
protruded outside of Athena's sex, and Bohon rested the
small flat bottom of the device on the edge of the desk,
so that the pinned Athena herself was unknowingly holding
it in place.
"Oh God! Oh God! What...what are you doing to me?!?"
"I'm not going to do anything. But you, on the other
hand, are going to fuck yourself until you are knock-
kneed."
"What...what? I don't understand!!"
"You will, my precious slut," Bohon whispered lovingly in
Athena's left ear and turned the vibrator's switch to
'High'.
"AAAhhhhhh!" moaned Athena as the vibrator began to work
its insidious effects on her already ravished body.
"Please!! Not there! I can't...I can't...control... Oh
God! Anywhere...anywhere but there! Too hot! Too
hot!!!"
Bohon reached for Athena's hips and joyfully pressed
herself tightly against the tanned skin of the young
woman's back and buttocks. She luxuriated in the feel of
Athena's flesh for a moment, then murmured, "I've waited
a long time for this, slut. Oh, yes. Time to show us
all the lesbian slut that you really are, Athena."
"How...how DARE you...ooohhhhh...call me that...that
name!" gasped the frantic Athena as the need for a climax
grew to monstrous proportions within her molested body.
"I'm...ohhh...I'm going to...to cum...ahhh...! No! No!
I mean...I mean I'm...going...to report you to...to the
P-Principal!"
"Go ahead, knock yourself out," laughed Bohon as she
pulled her right arm back and slapped Athena on her
defenseless ass.
"Ow!" Athena jumped as she felt a stinging sensation on
her right buttock! As she jumped, her body sang out with
wonderful sensations from her various tormentors that
were so strong she almost came! She had to cup her
quivering breasts from underneath to try and keep her
tormented nipples from pulling on each other.
SLAP!
Unable to stop this latest attack on her person, Athena
could not help but to try moving to escape the ravagers
of her secret places, but Bohon had her pinned against
the desk so firmly she could not get away, while any
movement she did make just served to excite her all the
more. It was terrible! The slightest movement of her
breasts was maddening, while the terrible vibrator and
enormous dildo were practically making her dance in her
frustration. What was happening? What was happening?
"Go ahead and try to get away, my precious slut," said
Bohon softly. "You are mine."
SLAP!
"Ohhhh. T-that's...not...fair!" Athena cried, tears of
frustration now running down her face. Why did she want
to cum so badly? She could almost taste it, the need was
so intense.
"You come to MY classroom breaking every rule of the
Student Code that you helped to enact, and you, you
miserable slut of a spy, are going to report me? I think
not."
Slyly rubbing her thighs together, Athena finally turned
her head and looked pleadingly at Mrs. Bohon. The
reporter's hands were white as the clutched frantically
at the sides of the desk. It was the only way she could
keep from touching herself.
Trying desperately to gather her panting thoughts, she
could only whisper, "Please?"
"Touch yourself."
"Please?" Athena begged softly, not sure what exactly she
was asking for any more. She twisted her hips, digging
her bare cunt into the edge of the smooth wood, forcing
the vibrator even deeper within her. As she moved, the
sides of her tormented breasts pressed against her arms,
her nipples being dragged in excited discomfort by the
tiny nipple clamps. It was wonderful! "Please?"
"Touch yourself."
"But...but I...I can't!" Athena wailed piteously. Her
body still felt a terrible hunger for release, but at
least she did not want to plead for fulfillment from an
uncaring teacher.
"Touch yourself."
Unable to prevent herself any longer, Athena started to
jerk her hips in frustration against the desk. It was
what Boon had been waiting for. Soon the teacher's sly
hands had the hips moving back and forth in a deliberate
rhythm. Bohon then guided Athena's unresisting hands to
the bottom of the vibrator which was protruding out of
the reporter's swollen vulva.
"That's right, precious. That's right."
Athena's trembling fingers lightly touched the strange
object protruding from her moving, throbbing sex, unsure
of what she was suppose to do with it. Bohon firmly
wrapped Athena's slender fingers around the vibrator's
end.
"Do it," Bohon whispered seductively into Athena's left
ear. "Do it."
Athena began to slowly move the madly buzzing vibrator
within her and quickly became totally lost to its
insidious effects. The reporter soon grasped the
vibrator greedily, joyously thrusting it deep into her
steaming cunt, her hands matching the rhythmic thrusting
of her hips.
The young woman's mind was finally overwhelmed by her
body's needs. Bohon knew she had won and no longer had
to guide the undone reporter. The proud Miss Athena
Valentine was now happily fucking herself, and needed no
help from her!
Each thrust of her hands brought the devastated Athena
closer to the edge and she mindlessly continued her own
ravishment. She exulted in the sensuous feel of the
pillagers of her proud body. As each intruder pounded
deep within her secret places, she found rebirth, and
squirmed delightedly to increase the effects they were
having on her. She nearly died from the sensations her
shaking breasts were causing as her tormented nipples
constantly pulled against each other.
A triumphant Bohon meanwhile was meeting each of Athena's
movements with a powerful counter thrust of her own hips,
driving the strap-on ever deeper between the quivering
buttocks and into the tight rectum of the moaning
reporter.
"Uh...uh...uh...uh!" grunted Athena blissfully at each
thrust of Bohon's hips. She was finally finding blessed
release and it was wonderful! Her body had become a
incandescent flame of pure pleasure and it captured her
very soul.
"YES!! YES!!!" she shuddered as the first small climax
passed through her, then another and another and soon yet
another, each larger then the last. Finally, too weak to
stand any longer, Athena collapsed to her knees. Bohon
immediately pushed her over and the fucking quickly
continued, with the totally lost Athena, swollen breasts
dancing beneath her, unsteadily balancing on her knees
and left hand, while still frantically working the
vibrator with her right. Meanwhile, Bohon continued to
pound Athena's ass with the strap-on.
After one final monstrous climax, Athena's left arm gave
out and she collapsed head and shoulders to the floor,
unconscious.
Behind her, the strap-on had been working constantly on
Bohon's own clit, and at her fifth climax, the woman
could take it no longer and collapsed feeling very
satisfied indeed. She lay on her back on the floor to
rest a moment. "I did it, Tammi. I finally got you. I
got you good."
*****
In the window on the hall door, a small hole appeared in
the sign covering the glass. Paige and the other Three
Amigos watched stunned as Paige's beloved, in obvious
enjoyment, was being fucked in the ass by Mrs. Bohon!
Natalie was the first to recover. "Guess the honeymoon's
over," she observed gleefully.
"Fuck you," muttered Paige bitterly.
"Lay off, Nat'," warned Lisa.
"Okay, okay," said Natalie as she held up her open palms
in surrender. "So, what do we do now? We can't just
stand here. It's...it's dirty."
"She liked me," sobbed Paige, unable to take her eye from
the hole. "I know she did."
"It's those seniors, Tara and that bunch," said Lisa
comfortingly as she moved the torn paper back over the
hole. "Look, Paige. Face it, in this school, seniors
have all the morals of an over-sexed rabbit."
"You're (sniff) right," said Paige. "They're all a bunch
of whores."
"So what do we do about it?" asked Natalie.
"Prom," said Paige. "We fix them at the prom."
"Hey, now. Wait a minute," said Natalie. "I don't like
them any more then you do, but tonight we're just there
as the hired help."
"But we are there," said Lisa.
"True."
"And we can't let this deliberate insult to The Three
Amigos go unpunished."
"True again. So what's the plan?"
"Let's go. We've work to do," said Paige.
She turned for one last look at the 'Testing' sign
covering the window, and sobbed again.
"She liked me. I know she did."
*****
End of Part 8