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SUFFERING STUDENTS 8/25
by V.P. Viddler
8
But I hadn't forgotten about Gloria. I was still making her do
her thing each day in the cafeteria, and the list of guys who hadn't
had their cocks in Gloria's mouth was rapidly diminishing. By now even
some of the instructors had found out about it, but nobody did
anything. This girl had been the most haughty, stuck-up, snobbish girl
in school, as well as the most good-looking, and now the sight or the
thought of her crawling in front of us all, and having to suck cock
and eat like a dog and strip naked every day was gratifying as hell.
And the thought of the final grand orgy that I promised to put Gloria
through kept all our cocks hard almost perpetually.
But one day Gloria paid me a visit.
"Please," she said. "I want to talk to you."
"Oh?" I said. "What about?"
"About--oh--"
I saw Gloria was going to try to get out of her daily task. I
grinned at her. "I don't think I have anything to talk to you about."
"Oh, please," Gloria said. "Please. I--I have to--just let me say
what I--I--"
"I'll tell you what, Gloria," I said. "If I'm going to talk to
you, I want something interesting to look at. So I won't be bored,
okay?"
"What--what do you mean?" Gloria said.
"I mean your body," I said.
"Oh, god," Gloria said. "Please don't--"
"That's it, Gloria," I said. "If you want to talk, you have to
strip first. Strip naked."
"Oh--you--oh god--you--"
"I know," I said. "But that's how it is, Gloria. Now strip or go
away. Now."
"Oh--damn you!" Gloria said. "I hate you."
I just waited.
And Gloria stripped. All the way.
I waited till she was naked, and I said, "Okay. That's good. So
talk."
"I--please," Gloria said. "I--I want to--I can't go
on--doing--doing what--every day--I can't, I just--please, Jerry, god,
please, let me stop. Please."
"Why should I?" I said. "I like having you do that. So do all the
other guys. And girls too. So I think you'll just go right on doing
it. Is that all?"
"Oh my god," Gloria said. "Why are you--I mean, god, you've
gotten back at me, god knows you've had your revenge now, you got back
at me good, I--I'm really sorry for what I did to you, and--and if--if
you--"
"If I what, Gloria?" I said.
"I--I mean--if you want me to--to be--to do--anything--I--I'll--I
mean I'll be--I'll be good for you--and do--do anything you say
and--if only--if I can--"
"I think what you're trying to say, Gloria," I said, "is that if
I let you stop sucking cocks in the cafeterial in front of the whole
school, that you'll be so grateful that you'll give me anything I
want. Right, Gloria? Including your gorgeous young body, which you
previously thought was too good for somebody like me to so much as
touch with a fingertip. Is that right, Gloria? I can touch it now,
can't I, Gloria? I can fuck it now, can't I? I can fuck it any way I
want to, any time, any place, in any hole I like. Isn't that right? I
can fuck your ass, and I can come all over your face, and I can stick
my prick into your mouth and fuck that. Right, Gloria? Isn't that what
you're saying to me? And I can make you crawl for me, and do whatever
I want with you, and I can even piss on you if that's what I want. If
only I'll say you can stop. If only I won't make you degrade yourself
in public every day. If only I won't put on that big gang bang in your
honor. Isn't that it, Gloria? Isn't that right? Isn't that what you
want to say? Isn't it?"
"Yes!" Gloria cried. She was sobbing. "Yes, damn you, yes, oh god
oh Jesus oh--"
"I've broken you, haven't I, Gloria?" I said. "I've broken you.
Haven't I?"
"Oh--oh--yes--oh ah--ahah--ahahh--yes--yes--oh please please yes
anything please yes I'm broken I'm sorry I'm sorry do it to me do what
you want to me do it only for god's sake have pity--"
"No," I said. And Gloria fainted.
By the time she woke up I was naked.
"Don't get up," I said. "Stay right there, Gloria. This is it.
Now."
"Please," Gloria whispered.
"No," I said. "You'll go on doing it, Gloria. Every damn day. All
of it. Crawling. And licking the floor. And sucking cock. And
stripping."
Gloria was crying hard.
"And at the last day of school you'll fuck every boy in the
place," I said. "But now it's me, Gloria. It's my turn first. I want
you. I always did. I said I would get you. And now I will. I'm going
to fuck you all to hell, Gloria. And I'm going to do all those things
I said. All of them. And that's only the beginning. You beautiful sexy
naked luscious bouncing young cocksucking slut of a whore cunt."
"I hate you!" Gloria gasped out. "God, I hate you, you bastard,
you filthy bastard, you make me sick, I hate you, Christ, I want to
throw up on you, I--"
"Gloria," I said. And Gloria got all white in an instant. She
started to shake.
"I'm sorry," Gloria whimpered. "I--I'm s-sorry, I--I didn't
--I--I'm--oh no, I'm so sorry, J-Jerry--I-I'm--please--"
"Gloria," I said. "Tell me what I'm going to do to you. I want
you to tell me all about it. In detail. You understand, Gloria?"
Gloria nodded, shaking.
"Go ahead," I said.
"I--you--you're--you're going to--f-fuck me," Gloria said.
"Go on," I said.
"I--I--you're going to--fuck me--in the ass--"
"And?" I said.
"And--and in my mouth. And--and my--my cunt--"
"Don't stop," I said. "Say it all, Gloria. Say it all, all of it,
and if you say it all I'll forget about those nasty things you said
about me. Go on."
"I--I'm--you--you're going to--to make me crawl," Gloria said,
crying as she spoke. "And--and come in my face, and--and--and--p-piss
on me and--and any time and any place and--and you--you'll put
your--your prick--in my mouth--and I'll suck it--and--and I'll
still--I'll--still--in the cafeteria--I'll--"
"What, Gloria?" I said, putting my hand on her jutting breast.
"I--I'll still--I'll crawl--and--and lick the dish and god--and
s-suck cock--and--and strip. And strip. And--"
"I'm fucking you, Gloria," I said, and I did!