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Teaching to the Test
by Ed Rider (edrider73@gmail.com)
***
A guy is invited to party with three coeds, but the
part keeps going even after he wants it to stop.
(FFF/M, nc, rp, oral, huml)
***
"You look too young to be in the world's oldest
profession," said Schuyler Slack.
Haley and her three friends laughed. "We're not after
your money, Schuyler," she said. "We just think you're
hot."
He knew she was lying, but if they weren't hookers,
what were they doing at his table? He and all the
other men in the neighborhood bar saw them come in
together, and all eyes had been on them ever since.
They looked like jailbait, but the bartender served
them after checking their IDs, so they must have been
older than the fresh-faced giggly teenagers they acted
like, he thought. Dressed in tight white shorts and
low-cut tops that showed plenty of cleavage, all of
them were fully packed above and below and seemed
anxious for everybody to know it.
Schuyler began leering at them while they gathered
around a couple of bar stools. They were on and off
the stools, mostly moving in time to the livelier
songs on the jukebox and waving their assets nonstop.
One of them saw him staring at her, and he was
surprised when she locked into his gaze instead of
looking away. He saw a trace of a smile come over her
face as she looked at him, and then she was on her way
to his table.
She didn't even ask if she could sit down, and soon
they were in conversation, of a sort. Schuyler was
already too far gone to be intelligible, and he mostly
spoke of how hot she looked and how much he'd like to
see more. Haley told him her name and then deflected
most of his crude remarks and laughed a lot.
Gradually, her friends drifted over to the table. Most
of the conversation was among them, although every
once in a while, they included Schuyler. He enjoyed
the attention.
Schuyler Slack knew he was nothing special to look at.
In his mid-40s, he usually hooked up with sluts who
got as drunk as he did, and sometimes he was amazed at
what was lying in the bed next to him in the morning.
He usually got out of her apartment -- or got her out
of his -- as fast as he could.
He didn't care. It was just a way of forgetting his
classrooms full of kids who hated him. The only reason
he became a high school social studies teacher is
because he had spent his college years in a haze of
sex, booze and drugs, so he found the easiest courses
he could take and ended up barely getting a degree in
education. He was surprised that he got a job right
away, but that was because there was a shortage of
teachers when he graduated, so the district was hiring
anyone.
Somehow, he lasted long enough to get tenure, and now
the union protected him. Every school he taught at
tried to get rid of him as fast as it could. Usually
it took a couple of years and a parent who had some
influence before he could be shuffled off to another
unfortunate principal. He had had many conversations
with principals and other school district officials
trying to get him to resign. Sometimes parents even
offered incentive money.
But he didn't care what they wanted. The money was
good, and the longer he stayed, the bigger pension
he'd get. His salary paid his bar bills, and since he
didn't do more than go through the motions in class,
the work wasn't hard. He didn't disguise his contempt
for the students, and those who had half a brain and
were unfortunate enough to get him, hated him because
they were wasting a whole semester in his class.
He liked his current position at Clark High better
than most because his apartment was a few blocks from
both the school and the cheap neighborhood bar. He
could get to the bar early and stagger home alone or
with his ugly slut of the night no matter how wasted
he was, then rouse himself in time to stagger to his
first class.
Tonight was a Friday night, so he didn't need to worry
about leaving the bar until it closed. With the four
gorgeous hookers -- or whatever they were --
surrounding him, he probably wouldn't connect with
anyone and would go home alone, but he didn't care. He
was appreciating their firm, bountiful young breasts
and imagining himself enjoying them. Even though he
never offered to buy them a drink, they stuck around.
At closing time, when they said goodbye and left, he
could barely pull himself up. Because of the
distractions around him, he had drunk even more than
usual. He staggered out into the night.
Halfway down the block, he said, "What the--?" He was
suddenly being supported. He looked around, and it was
the four babes, two on each side. They were not just
supporting him, but they were directing him over to
the curb, where there was a car with an open back
door. They pushed his head down and then shoved him in
the door and across the seat. One of them got in after
him, and another got in next to him on the other side.
Before he could say anything, the car was pulling away
from the curb.
He looked to his left and right at the girls, then to
the two in the front seat. "What?" was all he could
manage, but Haley answered him.
"It was too early for the party to end, Schuyler," she
said, "so we're going to keep it going."
"Where?" he said.
"We're going over to Miss Stern's," she said. "I think
you know her."
"No!" he yelled, and his face got dark. As drunk as he
was, the name of Minerva Stern was enough to put him
in a foul mood. She was a union steward at Clark High,
and all she did was give him grief. She could get just
as crude and nasty as he did when they had their
frequent run-ins, so he tried to stay out of her way.
"Oh, don't be a party pooper, Schuyler!" said Haley.
"Miss Stern is a lot of fun once she's out of the
classroom. She really lets her hair down. And she's
pretty hot for being nearly 40. Just think of it. You
and she and we are all going to have fun together
tonight. It should be great!"
He continued saying "no" in a slurred voice and swayed
back and forth as the speeding car turned corners. In
about five minutes, it stopped on a quiet street in a
dark neighborhood. As he was saying "no" for the
umpteenth time, he felt a wad of material pushed into
his mouth and heard Haley say, "It's just my panties,
Schuyler. We don't want you to wake up the neighbors."
He was pulled out of the car, and then directed to the
front door, which was open. He didn't see Minerva
until he was already through the door, but when he
did, he tried to struggle as best he could, which
wasn't much. He was like soft putty.
Nothing was said as the girls carried him to a large
bathroom and lay him down on the tile. Then their
hands were all over him, and even though he tried to
push them away and roll across the floor, he felt all
his clothes coming off quickly, and soon he felt the
cold tile on his naked skin.
Then he really got upset, because he felt something at
his anus. It was a finger, and it was pushing
something soft into him. It was some kind of grease,
and that was followed by some kind of tube.
"What?" he said, barely intelligible.
"It's only an enema," said Haley. "Enjoy it, Schuyler.
We're going to give you two nice warm ones to clean
you out inside. You won't have to go to the bathroom
the rest of the night."
The warm soapy water actually felt good to him at
first, but then it wouldn't stop until his belly was
bloated. And a few minutes later, after they lifted
him onto the toilet, it didn't feel good anymore as he
kept spasming and expelling. When his second treatment
was over, he was exhausted and slumped to the floor.
After they washed him off in the shower, the four
girls and the teacher dragged him naked to the
kitchen, where they sat him down and forced him to
drink three cups of strong black coffee. "We don't
mind if you're drunk," said Haley, "but we want you to
be wide awake, too, so you can enjoy our fun. Miss
Stern is going to tell you about the game."
He tried to protest, but he still couldn't put more
than a couple of words together.
"Hi, Schuyler," said Minerva. "What do you think of
our seniors? I chose them carefully. They were all
lucky enough to not have any classes with you. They
are good students, and some of the best athletes at
school. And they are all overdeveloped, oversexed and
curious, just like I was when I was their age. A
couple of them have been helping me out since they
were freshmen, and they recruited the others. It's our
secret school pep team.
"The reason I started the team was because Clark was
getting the short end of the stick from the
politicians and the district. They passed these laws
that schools and teachers were going to be evaluated
by annual tests. I've been trying to tell you about
it, but you wouldn't listen.
"All the schools get the same test, and if the
students do well, the school is rewarded. But if the
test scores are low, all sorts of bad stuff happens.
Despite our great union, even teacher salaries and
retirement are being threatened.
"Because we aren't in a wealthy part of town, we don't
have much power at the school board, and we've been
getting reject teachers from other schools. Whoever
the wealthy parents didn't like ended up at Clark.
"Some of them were actually terrific, and they only
thing they did wrong was they wouldn't give in to the
rich kids' parents, but some of them should never have
been allowed in a classroom. As union steward, I had
to support them all, no matter what I thought of them.
We couldn't let the bad ones get fired, because if we
let the administration do that, then they might go
after good teachers who they just didn't like.
"But with the new laws, we all have to teach to the
test, and one or two rotten apples can spoil it for
every teacher in the school. There are some teachers,
like you, who don't give a damn about anyone else but
themselves, and they know that our contract is so
strong, they can't be fired. So they don't teach to
the test, and the students score low, and it puts the
whole staff in jeopardy.
"I've tried to talk to you about this, Schuyler.
You're the worst teacher I've ever met. You don't
teach to the test, and in fact, you don't teach at
all. You just pretend enough to get by. I've asked you
politely to get with the program, but you ignored me.
"I checked your records, and if you quit, you can
start collecting your pension right away. It's 80 per
cent of what you're getting, so you'll have plenty of
money to keep you in booze as long as your liver holds
out. I explained this patiently to you a couple of
times, and from your response, you know exactly what
you're entitled to, but you choose to be selfish and
not resign.
"Remember the last time we spoke? I told you that if
you didn't come to my office to sign the resignation
forms within a week, I would be forced to take some
drastic measures. You ignored me again, and that's why
you're partying with our secret pep club tonight. In
case you're wondering, the bartender is an alumnus who
helps us, and no, none of the girls had any alcohol.
Aren't they good actors?
"We've had to do this a couple of times before, once
with a woman teacher and once with a man, so we have
some experience. I'm pretty certain you'll sign the
forms tonight before the girls take you home. And
after you do, you'll have a chance to see the videos
of your predecessors.
"Yes, Schuyler, tonight we're making a video. You
probably didn't notice when you came in, but my living
room is covered with a plastic drop cloth. Underneath
is some thick rubber padding to prevent injury.
"All around it are big lights on stands that we're
going to turn on for the filming. And there are also
video cameras on tripods to capture what goes on from
lots of angles. A couple of the girls and I also have
cameras, and we're going to be shooting close-ups of
the action.
"I thought of something for you, but Haley insisted
that we change certain things. She's on the school's
championship lacrosse team and also one of the
cheerleaders, and she's very competitive and very
stubborn, so she got her way even though I warned her
she might regret it.
"Now we're all going into the living room, and she'll
explain what will happen. In fact, she wants to talk
during the entire video shoot. Her goal is to be an
actress. It will be a pain in the neck to edit her
voice out of the video, but she convinced us she could
make this more fun for everyone that way."
The teacher and the four girls maneuvered him to the
living room floor, sat him down on the plastic sheet
and held onto him so he wouldn't fall over. He
muttered angrily but unintelligibly during the
process. Then Haley stood in front of him and began
talking.
"Hi, Schuyler," she said. "I'm really excited about
this for lots of reasons. Even though I don't have you
for a class, some of my friends do, so they'll really
be happy once you're gone.
"I've been in lots of competitions, but never anything
like this. I'm so excited about going up against you.
And last of all, even though I'm a virgin, I'm
incredibly horny, and I've done lots of stuff with my
boyfriends, except for the big thing. So I'm excited
about having some wild sex with you tonight.
"Miss Stern told me you might try to hurt me, so I'll
have to be careful. One thing you won't be allowed to
do is take my virginity. Well, at least not my vagina.
Miss Stern and the girls have the right to do anything
to you to prevent that because I want to save it for
someone special.
"But you are allowed to take my anal virginity. I've
never had a penis there either. I've practiced a
little for tonight by sticking some things inside
there, but it was uncomfortable, so I didn't do much.
If I win, it means you won't get in there anyway, and
if I lose -- well, I'll just have to deal with it if
that happens.
"So I also had two enemas a little while ago to make
it fair. Now I'm taking off my clothes to be as naked
as you are. I see you like what you see. Let me turn
around and spread my legs and bend over. That's what
you're going for. You're going to try to get your big,
long old thing in there and pound me until I'm
screaming. Your thing is small and shriveled right
now, but we'll soon fix that.
"Now that we're both naked, the girls are giving us
each another enema. What you feel going into you is a
lot of lube. To make our contest as safe as possible,
they are going to fill us with the slimy stuff until
there's so much inside us that our bellies will be
sticking out.
"Once we're done with that, the contest will begin.
You will try to stick your thing in my ass, and I will
try to stick my things in yours. No, I don't have any
dildos. I'm just going to use my hands.
"I figure that even though you've got long arms and
big hands and you're double my weight and more than a
foot taller, the contest should be fair, because
you're sloppy drunk and I'm fast and agile. Time is on
your side, because as you begin to sober up, you'll
get more of an advantage, so I've got to work fast.
"The rules are that I'm not allowed to kick you at all
or gouge you or hurt your package in any way. But I am
allowed to slap and spank you. Also, I'm working
against the clock. I only have 45 minutes to do what I
can do.
"You've been staring at me all the time I've been
talking, but now you have to say something. I know
it's hard for you in your present state, but all you
have to say is 'I understand,' and then we can begin.
Do you understand what I just told you?"
Schuyler's face twisted in anger, but he didn't
respond.
"It looks like you do understand," said Haley after a
minute, "but you have to say it. I'm waiting."
Schuyler didn't say anything. After another minute,
Haley said, "I'm sorry, but I need to hear you say
it." She went over to where Schuyler was seated naked
on the floor. He was rocking slightly and still had an
angry expression. Her arm went back and she delivered
a loud slap to his left cheek.
"Ow!" he yelled and fell over on his side. He slid
away from her and didn't sit up again.
"That's not good enough, Schuyler," she said. "In a
few seconds, I'm going to come over there and give you
another hard slap. And then I'm going to spank you
hard and keep slapping and spanking until you respond.
What was that?"
"Understand, fuck you," he said.
She smiled. "Thanks, Schuyler," she said. "Let's see
if you can make your words come true before I can fuck
you.
"We're ready now. I see some of the lube came out of
you when you scooted away. The plastic sheet is
already slippery.
"We could start standing up if you want, but unless
you get up right now, we'll just start down here on
the mat. The girls and Miss Stern are going to yell
out 'Go' and start timing our 45 minutes any second
now, and there they go.
"OK, you're choosing to sit there all pulled together
with your arms out to push me away, so here I come.
How did you like that slap? You really yelled that
time. Miss Stern said this room is sound proofed. Here
comes another one.
"Oh, you finally moved away that time, but you've got
to be careful, because if you don't watch how you
move, I might get one of my fingers into that small
hole in your butt, like I just did. Boy, did you move
fast when I did that. Even though you're wasted, you
can still react quickly when you want to, can't you?
"You've slid away, so I'm getting up and following
you. Oh, you're standing up, too. I'll let you steady
yourself. There you are. You're much bigger than me,
Schuyler, and you're coming at me. Come on then.
You're grabbing for one of my breasts. I think you
like them, don't you, or do you want to hurt them?
"See how I spun away from your hands and squatted
down. Oops, some lube just came out of my anus. Do you
feel me grabbing your ankles and pulling them hard?
Wow! That was a heavy fall, and you made a big splash
into all that lube under us. But I see you weren't
hurt.
"You're trying to get up again, but let's see if I can
push hard on your chest to make you slip down on the
grease. I did it. Now before you can get up, I'm going
to sit on your stomach like this. How does that look?
My breasts are right in front of your face. Would you
like to try for them again. Here come your big hands,
grasping for them. Now you have them and are beginning
to squeeze. Let's see how long you can hold on when I
do this.
"You didn't expect that, did you, Schuyler? I'm not
that heavy, but when I stand up with my feet on either
side of you and jump in the air so my full weight
falls on your stomach, you can feel it, right? Do you
want to grab my breasts again and see if you can hold
on better this time? Oh, I must have knocked the wind
out of you, and you lost some of your energy. Let's do
it again.
"That was even better. I heard a lot of lube squirt
out of you as I landed. You're really quiet now, but I
see you're wide awake and looking at me. OK, let's see
how you react when I do this.
"Boy, as exhausted as you are from me bouncing on your
stomach, you still moved a lot when that finger went
in. But now you can't get away from me so easily, can
you? My finger is following you wherever you slide and
squirm. Look at you move. It's going to look great on
the video.
"Get ready for finger number two. Yes, move faster,
but there it goes, right in. You really felt that
didn't you. I hear you, but I can't make out your
words, Schuyler. You really need to enunciate better.
Here goes number three.
"That was quite a squeeze getting it in, but we did
it. And you're getting louder, too. Oh, I see you've
got a new strategy, just lie there limp and hope for
the best. But it's much more fun when you're moving. I
can't do much when I'm sitting on you and reaching
back into your asshole like this, so I'm going to move
back and get off you. There, now I'm between your
legs.
"Oh, you're rolling over. But I'm rotating my arm to
go with you, and now I'm in a better position, so I
can move three fingers in and out of you like this.
Now you're moving again, and I'm moving right with
you. Let me see if I can speed up the fingers.
"Ooh. That got a reaction. Now, you're getting on your
knees. That should open you for finger number four --
oops, you got up fast before I could get it in. I'm
standing up with you. It's great because I'm so much
shorter than you and my arm is right at the height of
your ass.
"You're putting your arms behind you to pull my arm
away, but I'm lowering it so it's going straight up
into you from below. You can't reach it that way, can
you? But I can still keep my fingers going in and out.
Let's go faster again.
"That did it. You took off. You've got longer legs, so
I've got to run to keep up, but I'm in good shape, and
each time I close in, I'm pushing the fingers in hard.
"Awww. Are you out of breath? I guess this is a good
time for finger number five. That's it, try to shake
it out. That looks so cute, but I'm afraid it's in for
good. You're moving away again, but I'm following.
"Oops, you slipped on some of the lube. Down you go,
and down I go on top of you. Now that you're lying
face down and quiet for a minute, it gives me the
chance to push the five fingers all the way in to the
second knuckle. And here they come out to the tips
again, and back they go. I love the moaning, groaning
sound Schuyler. You can relax now, and I'll take care
of everything.
"Do you feel how fast my fingers are going in and out?
It's so much fun watching them. But now I'm stopping
the in and out, and I'm slowly pushing in all the way.
You're starting to howl. Or is that just a really loud
owie sound? You're really tight down there. I'm
getting a lot of resistance, but I'll be patient. Just
a soft continuous pressure. Do I feel something
moving. No, it was my imagination.
"But yes, there was something that time. Your body is
telling me that it's looking for a way to accept my
hand. Oh, oh. I think it's opening. Whee! There it
went. All the way in to the wrist. That looked so
awesome when it happened. How are you feeling? Let's
take a rest for minute. I've got a nice slippery glove
on my hand, Schuyler, and it's you. That's it, deep
breaths. We have to save our strength because we've
got a lot more fun ahead. Would you like to suck my
breasts? Do you want to squeeze them again?
"If you lie on your side, I could move carefully and
try not to hurt you and put my pussy right by your
lips so you could lick it? Yes, I'd do that for you --
and for the video. You're not responding at all. I
guess you're a little too bushed for my bush. Ha ha!
"OK, that was five minutes. Time to get going again.
First, please get on your hands and knees, Schuyler.
Come on. You can rest later. I've only got my left
hand free, but I need to get your attention, so here
goes. You shouted, but I guess I didn't spank you hard
enough. Let me try again. That one moved you, but you
are still ignoring me. Well, I'll just have to keep
going.
"Awww. You're crying like a baby, Schuyler. I guess
you don't like being spanked. Look how red your left
ass cheek is. It must really hurt. But you're not
moving. Well, I guess there's only one way to get you
going.
"There, that got a reaction. See, what I did was make
my hand into a fist inside you. That sort of locks me
in, so when I pull a little, like I just did, it pulls
your ass muscles out, and that can be painful. I'm
going to start pulling up now, and you need to move
your ass up with my fist and get on your hands and
knees. I'll do it slowly, but if you don't move,
eventually I'll rip my fist out of your ass, and it
might tear something. You don't want that to happen,
do you, Schuyler? No, of course not. That's the way to
get up.
"OK, now we're going to crawl a little for practice. I
will push my hand into you, and that will be the
signal to crawl forward. When I make a fist and pull
back, that will mean to back up. And when I pull to
the left and right, that will direct you. I want to
operate you like a car here on the floor for a while.
Here we go. Wheee!"
"That was fun for the girls and Miss Stern, I could
tell. Now I want to do the same thing, except standing
up. We did this before with just a few fingers in you,
but then you were trying to get loose. Now we can work
together and maybe do a little dance. OK, I'm starting
to pull. It's time for you to stand up. That was
quick. OK, girls put the music on and let's dance.
"Now wasn't that nice, Schuyler, dancing cheek to
cheek or at least with my hand between your cheeks? I
see you're beginning to sober up. That's what I was
waiting for. Now let's go over to the couch. It's also
covered with the plastic drop cloth. I want you to get
on your hands and knees again on the couch, and I'll
get behind you. That's it. You're being so cooperative
now.
"Now I'm going to show you what I learned on the
internet. First I'm going to make my right hand as
compact as possible inside you, like that. Now we're
going on a journey. Do you feel how I'm just barely
pushing? With all the lubricant, that's enough to send
me gliding deeper.
"You can't see, but I'm almost to the elbow. You're
much deeper back there than you know, and I'm going to
see how deep I can go. That's it. Try to keep from
squirming. It will only make it harder on you. Hold
perfectly still if you can. There I'm past the elbow
and still moving slowly forward.
"I've hit my bicep, and there, we're past it. I'm all
the way in to my shoulder. Let's both take a rest for
a couple of minutes. That was exciting but exhausting
for you I think. Try to relax. Pretend that you're a
puppet, and I'm your puppet master with my arm inside
you.
"OK, I'm pulling it out now. You can't see all the
lube that's covering my arm as it comes out. It looks
strange. There, we're back at the wrist again. That
wasn't so bad. Now I'm going to move in and out of you
again. That's it. Let's get that emotion out. Cry all
you want. I know it hurts, but I'm going to do my best
not to tear you, so in a few weeks you should be as
good as new.
"Now, I'm pulling all the way out, and then going
right back in. There's huge hole that's accepting me
easily now. Do you feel it? Now, I'm going to punch
your anus with my fist. There, it resisted at first,
but then my whole fist went right in. I'm keeping my
hand in a fist as I come out now as well as when I
punch into you, and it's working. Let me do that a few
more times. Just one more time to show the camera how
big I've made your hole. You're doing great, Schuyler.
"Do you feel that? I've got a couple of fingers from
the left hand going in with the right. Now three. And
there, that was hard, but I'm moving four fingers in
with the entire right hand. You know what's next.
Let's put both hands together and do our soft push
again. It shouldn't take as long. I wonder if you have
enough voice left to give me something special when
they both go in. Yes you did. That was great. Let's
rest now. We're almost done.
"Are you as tired as I am, Schuyler? This is hard work
for me, too, but I'm still having fun. OK, now I'm
going to slowly pull both hands out, there, and slowly
shove them in again. And out, and in, and a little
faster and a little faster. Look at me. Two hands
whizzing in and out of your ass. I think you lost
control for a second there, because your body twisted
like crazy. I'll stop a second for you to get
comfortable again. Maybe comfortable isn't the right
word. OK, let's work up some speed again. There, now
you're taking it like a man, except for the crying and
grunting.
"OK. That's enough of that. We've only got one thing
left to do, Schuyler, and then we can finish here.
I've got two hands inside you, and now I'm going to
make them as compact as possible, I'm going to put a
little pressure on the right hand. Yes! It's sliding
further in with no trouble. There's still a lot of
lube in there.
"Now, the left hand is going to catch up with the
right hand. Beautiful. My arms are both almost to the
elbow. Let's see if we can get the right arm past the
elbow. It's getting tight, but I'll be patient. There
it goes. Now for the left arm. You did it. You're
swallowing me up like quicksand.
"Are you ready for the final push? Here goes the
right, slowly, slowly -- there, it's up to my
shoulder. Now the left, carefully, slowly, breathe
deeply, and -- hooray! We did it. Did you hear the
girls cheering? Let's rest on our laurels for a
moment. That's it. You can cry as loud as you want,
Schuyler, because this is the worst you're going to
feel.
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"In a few minutes, I'm going to pull out, but I won't
make my hands into fists or do anything else except
slowly withdraw as carefully as possible to minimize
any further pain. That's because of what you're about
to do for me before I pull out.
"We're going to slowly turn around while you're still
on your hands and knees on the couch, and then you're
going to slowly stand up in front of me while I sit on
the couch behind you with my hands buried up to the
shoulder in you. Once you're standing, you're going to
use your hands on yourself while you're facing the
girls in front of you and you're going to give
yourself a big orgasm and spray your semen up high in
the air.
"I know your tool is all small and sad from all the
pain, but Susy will take care of that. OK, are you
ready to move. Just follow my lead. I'm the puppet
master, and my arms are inside you moving you slowly
this way. Just move with my arms, and it won't hurt as
much. That's it. Now stand up slowly, and my arms will
go with you. There we go. My arms are almost straight
up in front of me. What a view!
"OK, Susy. Susy loves to suck her boyfriends. She's
like a vacuum cleaner. See, she's got you hard
already. OK. There's plenty of lube all over you that
squeezed out of your anus, so wipe your hands in some
and start stroking. That's it. Oops. Looks like you
weren't fast enough. We need Susy to revive the noodle
again. There she goes.
"OK, Schuyler, try to get into the mood, because we
can't finish until you eject your sperm. Girls, help
him a little. Look at them touching each other and
rubbing their sexy bodies together. Imagine you are
doing one of them in the ass and try to forget my arms
deep inside of you. Come on, work at it. Let's finish
up. There, I think you're starting to respond a
little. Men are so amazing. No matter what happens to
them, they still manage to come.
"That's it. Now you've got the rhythm. I can hear you
making some sighing sounds in between your sobs. Keep
going. You're getting faster and out of control. Get
ready ladies. There he goes. That was a lot of come.
Beautiful, Schuyler. Now rest for a few moments and
try to relax while I carefully pull my arms out of
your ass. OK, Miss Stern, we're ready for the
clipboard.
"Here it is, Schuyler, and there's the pen. Don't
worry about the come all over your hands. The
administration won't mind if your resignation has come
stains. They'll take it no matter what it looks like
or smells like.
"Just sign on the line at the bottom, and we'll take
care of the rest. You don't even have to come to
school on Monday. Miss Stern will arrange to have all
your stuff brought to your house while you recover.
"After you sign your name, you're going to get a
couple more cups of coffee because we're all going to
watch some videos of what we did to the two teachers
before you. Each of them was different from this, but
just as effective.
"For the man, we did something called cock and ball
torture, forced milking and creampie eating. I think
it was more painful and humiliating than what you got,
but you can watch and decide for yourself.
"The woman teacher got to do a lot of what they call
salad tossing on three different men, and then they
enjoyed her separately and together in many different
ways. They didn't clean out her anus like we did for
you before they filled it with three huge loads of
come. Then she was positioned on this same couch with
a bunch of pillows, and we pulled her legs back over
her head so her mouth was almost kissing her anus. We
clipped her nose and gagged her so she couldn't
breathe while we pumped her anus full of air.
"We waited until it looked like she was ready to
explode and then freed her nose and mouth. While she
was gulping for air, she couldn't hold back any more,
and she began farting out all the air we had pumped
into her. The farts also shot all the come and some
really ugly stuff from inside her ass into her mouth
and nose and all over her face. After she threw up for
20 minutes, she was really happy to sign the
resignation and clean up.
"We hope you enjoy watching the videos as much as we
do. We're showing them to you in case you have any
doubts about withdrawing your resignation or filing
any complaints about Miss Stern or us.
"If you have buyer's remorse, your videos are going to
be all over the Internet, with my face and voice
blocked out, of course. A lot of students and teachers
and administrators are going to see how much you enjoy
whacking off with two arms up your ass. You'll be
famous around the world, and the district will try
really hard to get rid of you.
"But the union contract is really strong, so you might
still hold onto your job. If you do, remember the
videos you are about to see, because you'll probably
experience some of the same things in your next
session with us. Our secret pep club gets lots of
applications every year, and only the smartest,
sexiest girls are selected. They would love to make a
video with you that would top all the others.
"But I'm sure that won't be necessary. There, you're
signing your name pretty firmly. I'm sure you won't
regret this, Schuyler. Now it's time to watch some fun
videos."
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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