She had been up almost all night recording lessons and writing grades. She had time for two hours of sleep; most of it was haunted by nightmares of the day’s events. It was hard to get in her car and go to work.
She wanted to run away. She wanted to die. She felt dirty.
When she got to the school she went into Mr. Allen’s office. He said that her grade book and lesson plans looked great and he was really impressed.
She felt joy for the first time in days. Her heart leaped with excitement. “I’m sure everything will work out for you,” He said “We just have to help you get your class under control.
” She agreed and took off to start the day. When she sat down to check her email on her classroom computer she was in for a shock. One of her students had email her the pictures that he and taken from yesterday.
They were all pictures of her sucking Donnie’s dick. She had tried to look like she was enjoying herself at the time to make him cum faster. These pictures made it look like she was consenting.
“I see you got Harry’s email” came a voice from behind. She turned quickly and saw Donnie standing behind her. “We thought you would like to see how good you look.
We have copies of all the pictures and a video tape of your little show yesterday. If you don’t do what we say then we’ll show them to Mr. Allen, your husband and anyone else you ever ask for a job.
You’ll never work again. We’ll also show the police how you molested a minor. I’m sure five years in jail will do you good.
” “Donnie, I’ve done everything you ask up until now. I don’t plan on stopping. Just don’t mess up my job or my marriage.
I’ll do anything you ask.” He smiled. “Drink this” He pulled a bottle of Milk of Magnesia out of his bag.
“We’re going to clean you out.” “Donnie”, she said, “Class is about to start. I’ve got three classes back to back and I won’t have a chance to take a restroom break for almost two and a half hours.
I’ll drink it, just not now.” “OK, he said, “I’ll just go ahead and show Mr. Allen your pictures then.
” Heather took the bottle and drunk. “Empty the bottle now, don’t leave a drop.” As she finished some other students came into the room.
A few minutes later class began. For the first fifteen minutes or so everything was fine. Then she felt a cramp in her stomach, then another.
Her bowels began to stir. She gave the rest of her lecture in pain. Trying not to move for fear of soiling herself in front of the whole class.
Because she had another class coming in after that one she had to say in her room. If something happened and she was not there she would still be responsible. If a fight started or something she could lose her job.
She had to teach two more classes before she could go to the restroom. She didn’t think she would make it. She tried sitting down standing up changing portions, none of it seemed to help.
She could barely walk when the last class left. She limped to the restroom and relieved herself. It was her planning period now.
She had 45 minutes until her next class. When she went back to her room there was a note on her desk along with a picture of her begin fucked by one of her other students. The note said to walk back to the barn again after school.
Heather took off for the barn as soon as she was able to leave the school. Teachers had to stay later than students, so Donnie and his friends had plenty of time to set up whatever they were going to do next. Her hands shook as she opened the door.
There were almost thirty guys inside. She slowly edged into the door holding her head down low, unable to face the young boys. She wanted to run, go back to the school and tell Mr.
Allen everything. Surly the boys would show him the pictures though and she would lose any chance of ever working anywhere again. If her husband found out she might also lose her marriage and even her son.
Overhead lights this time lighted the barn and there was no spotlight. Several of the boys where drinking beer. They all began to cheer when Heather came in.
“You’re going to get it today, Bitch!” one yelled. Another spit in her face.
“Strip her!” The next thing Heather knew she was on the ground again. Clothes begin ripped off, naked.
Her arms were pinned down and her legs spread apart she was sure that she was going to be raped again. Her whole body was still sore from the other day. Her insides hurt and she didn’t think that she could stand it.
One of the boys took off his belt. We’re going to make you scream, Bitch!” He yelled.
The belt went whistling through the air toward her unprotected vagina. The one-second lasted an eternity. Her body twisted and contorted, trying to avoid the blow.
SMACK! A hot flash of pain surged through her body. She didn’t even notice the second blow coming, SMACK!
“Did you like that Bitch?” SMACK! “Want some more Bitch!
” SMACK! They let her go and she grabbed her crotch, trying to sooth the pain. “Stand up!
” Heather slowly started to rise, but was jerked to her feet by another boy. “You are our slut now, Mrs. Wiseman.
You will do whatever we say to do whenever we say to do it. If someone says to show your tits you make sure it’s a good show. If someone needs his dick sucked or a quick fuck you better be ready.
If you get out of line we will tell the school and your family that you’ve been fucking all of us. We’ll show pictures and everything. Everyone will know you’re a slut when we’re done.
” Heather had already gotten the idea. “You’re going to make us some money tonight.” Donnie said.
“We’re going to use the money you make to by drinks for the party this weekend.” “Change into these.” He said, producing a small bag.
The clothes that she wore in were ripped to shreds. She was glad to be able to cover up. She grabbed the bag; only to find a short leather dress, see through panties, a tube top and spike heals.
Surly she couldn’t wear this. She looked up questioningly at the boys. “Put the damn clothes on now Bitch!
” Donnie said. She dressed. She was then blindfolded and tied.
It scared her the most when they wouldn’t let her see. She worried they might all pounce on her and rape her violently like they did the other day. Instead they lead her out to one of their trucks.
She was placed inside and someone got into the cab and began to drive. No one spoke. The ride lasted a long time.
When the truck stopped she was taken out. They were downtown. She didn’t know how long it had been because they had taken her watch.
She knew that it was late though, because it was dark. She had to get home soon, her husband would be worried. He must never find out about any of this.
“We are leaving you here Bitch!” Donnie yelled in her face. “We’ll be back in two hours.
You have until then to make $500 or we’ll show the pictures that we made yesterday to your husband and the school. If you try and leave before then, or you don’t make enough money you’ll be very sorry.” She stared at him and saw that he was smiling.
“How can I make any money here?” she said, honestly not having any idea what to do. “You’ll have to whore yourself out, slut.