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Teacher's Trip Ch. 01

By: StoryTeller07



Lara completed teachers training and had been accepted by a small college. She had a job! She had been warned by her father that a failure in this career meant the allowance would be stopped and returning home to work in the family bank. The spoilt twenty-eight year old rich girl firmed her resolve to keep the job what ever it took. 

The college is closing up for the summer but Lara had been volunteered to take a group of students to an adventure camp for a week. "It will be a good opportunity for you Lara. You can hone your skills in a less formal environment and get to know some of the pupils that will be in your class next term." The principle assured her.

She hadn't been given much choice in the matter for this was obviously a further test of competence before securing the post. Above all else she wanted to secure the job and keep her father out of her life. Failure meant not only losing the allowance but missing out on a summer tour of Europe he was paying for. So how hard would it be to look after a group of eighteen year olds?

Lara was more interested in enjoying herself than teaching. Besides it was more a supervisory task, making sure they behaved themselves. Mister Roberts had told her to go hard on them and she intended to do just that. She was not going to take any nonsense from a bunch of adolescents. On the morning they arrived Mister Roberts became ill and had to leave and she was left with six sullen lads. 

There were groups from other colleges there but so far they had kept pretty much to themselves. She had them to herself ordering them around like servants.

Lara moved into the dormitory cabin, a room set aside inside the main building, to keep a closer eye on them. Mister Roberts had left some of his things there but she just pushed them to one side. Too used to having a cleaner at home left her clueless on tidying up. The room was by the exit. It was designed to catch anyone trying to sneak out at night. 

Two teachers were supposed to be there supervising but she decided it would be too much hassle chasing up the principle and parents to send them home. It was easier to break the rules, a habit she should have mastered by the age of twenty-eight.

It was only the first day and the lads are sick of the new teacher and her bullying ways. Already she had given Clive detention so he has to stay in the dormitory cabin.

Lara put a bikini on and wrapped a towel around her chest tucking in a corner to hold it in place. If this was going to be endured she would find a way to enjoy herself by making it into a vacation. The accommodation was not to her standard nor was the pool but she would have to put up with it. 

Two of the lads were set to cleaning her room and another two followed her out to the pool. "Set the lounger there in the sun. More to the left, that will do. Fetch some orange with ice and don't dawdle." She told them. 

Lara dropped the towel over the lounger and was bending over it to straighten out the folds. "What did I tell you?" She said. They were standing there gawping. With a wry smile upon her face she said to herself. 'Those little brats were staring at my bottom! How dare they!' It wasn't even one of her briefest outfits. At least it had bottom coverage. 

She was slightly amused for she wasn't a prude. At the beach she wouldn't be bothered wearing something more brief but they were just eighteen far too young to be looking at her body.

They rushed back asking if she wanted anything else, obviously anxious to please. 

"I could do with some vodka in this. I'm only joking!" She laughed.

They brought her snacks, drinks, anything she wanted. She didn't bother to ask where the others were. John and the other three had joined another group on camp on a canoeing trek. Brian and Tommy were happy to serve Lara keeping her to them selves. It also meant Clive could escape detention and go canoeing with John and the others.

It was getting too hot out in the sun and Lara had them move the lounger into the shade. "You had better put some sun tan cream on me. Here use this." She ordered.

Brian managed to snatch the bottle and after a short scuffle between them he kneeled beside her. "Yes, miss. Err. Where do you want it?" 

"Over my back I can't reach." Lara hadn't thought to encourage them in anyway she was just used to being pampered. When she turned over she was about to tell them to do her legs. 'Good grief!' She thought. They stood there with tents in their trousers.

She was shocked. She didn't want them getting the wrong idea about her. They just weren't used to touching a sexy woman. It was too much for them to handle. The bikini showed off her gorgeous figure. Her slim waist emphasised the round mounds of her breasts which were firm and upright. 

Boyfriends had commented on how firm her breasts were even without support. She often went without a bra under a t-shirt. Though it was her cute arse they admired most. If she was feeling in the mood to tease she would wear a string bottom to the bikini. More often than not it would be worn to get her what she wanted; it was amazing how men of any age could be influenced that way.

After a long day she walked into the main part of the dormitory to find they had all arrived back safe and sound. She clapped her hands for attention and her towel slipped off onto the floor. She still wore the bikini but their reaction was electric. 

She felt their eyes on her body as they rolled over every swell, examining it in detail. She covered her breasts with an arm and quickly picked up the towel to hold it in front of herself. She wasn't a prude and could happily run around in a bikini in public but this was different. 

A sudden feeling of shame overcame her. It took a moment to get her thoughts together enabling her to speak and take control again. Here in close proximity to these young men it felt wrong. She shook off the feeling thinking it was silly. She had them under her thumb and would keep it there. They were not going to get away with anything while she was in charge.

"Stop it now; you're just being mean young men. When a woman makes a mistake like that you must be gentlemen and avert your eyes. Now I have your attention listen carefully. 

Clive you were supposed to be in detention not running off with the others. John you should have asked permission before taking the others off on a trip. What would happen to me if there had been an accident? You didn't think about that did you? 

Look at the state of this place. Your all on detention till this place is cleared up. Clear up this mess before you go to dinner. I'll be out to inspect your work before you can go. If it's not up to standard you won't be eating dinner. Move, move, move!" She shouted.

Turning on her heel she marched back to her room. Gathering a shower kit she stopped a moment hearing them complaining through the ventilation grill. She opened it quietly to listen. 

"We've got to do something about that teacher John. She's not letting us join in the activities. All the others are having loads of fun." 

"OK! But what can we do? She's the teacher in charge. If we reveal Mr Hairy Lip has gone home ill we'll all be sent home as they won't let us stay with just one teacher. So what do we do about it?"

"I know what I'd like to do. I'd like to see more of her tits." 

She recognised John's voice and was surprised.

"You better not let her hear you say that." Brian said.

"You just go back to reading your book Brian. You don't want to join in the sports activities anyway. So it doesn't matter to you."

"Let's get on with the clearing up before she gets another strop on."

Lara was smiling to herself. All those comments about her body were funny. They continued praising her body while cleaning up and moaning about it. Lara sat listening still in the bikini and towel. They only had ten minutes to be in the canteen for dinner so she marched in again.

"OK. Times up. Stand by your beds." She said. She bent over each bed making sure it was well made, not that her standard was particularly high. It was only on bending over the bed she realised what was going on. They were getting a close view of her bikini clad backside. Not only that the lad on the other side of the bed was looking down her cleavage.

Angry at herself and the lads she told them. "Not good enough. No dinner tonight lads. There are snacks in our kitchen so make yourselves some toast or something." She marched out to a chorus of groans and 'unfair miss'. 

Grabbing her washing kit she walked into the shower cubicle reserved for staff. While soaping her breasts she suddenly stopped. There was a sound. She heard something over the noise of the shower. "Damn!" She said. Quickly rinsing off she wrapped a towel round her chest and marched out in a temper. 

"What have you been up to now?" She looked around the dormitory where they were all quietly studying their plates. "Who made the hole in the shower wall?"

"No one miss it was already there when we arrived." She looked at John. He groaned knowing he had revealed he knew it was there.

"I saw an eye at that peep hole. Was it yours?" Obviously not one of them spoke up. "If there are no owners of the peeping eye then I'll have to hold you all responsible. You do no spy on your teacher in the shower. You all stay in for detention tomorrow. No games, no joining the others. You will have to study maths and eat what is in the kitchen here." She told them.

Standing with her back to John she wandered a little too close. From the top bunk he reached down and took a hold of both wrists in a loop of rope. He lifted them up over her head and looped the other end to the bunk tying it off. Working on his uncle's farm at weekends had paid off when it came to rope work after all.

John lent over her looking at her upside down. "Well I think that's enough Miss Catallina. We're keeping your secret about Mr Hairy Lip going off ill. It's not just for our benefit, it's yours too. When we want to join in on the games and stuff you won't because you just want to lie around the pool. I think, we all think, you should let up on all the heavy stuff and let us have some fun."

She watched them move in close around her. "That is enough. You're acting like a gang of ruffians. Untie me or I will phone the principle. Untie me right now or you'll all be washing dishes for the rest of this summer break." She mouthed meanly.

"No Miss. You're the one in trouble. You've already broken the rules. You want to keep out of the other teachers way so you won't have to do anything and that means we can't join in the activities either. We are here to enjoy ourselves not just sit round here all day serving you. If we are to be cooped up here we will keep you tied up for the rest of the week too. We'll see how you like it."

Lara struggled in frustration. 'This is stupid.' She thought. 'The little brats have me where they want for the moment but I'll exact revenge on them for this impudent indignity.' 

"Untie me you brats! I'll have you expelled from college. Your parents will deal with you. Have you thought of that? What will your parents say when I tell them you have behaved like ruffians? You're behaving no better then those rough adolescents from the inner city."

They began to waver now. She could see them backing away leaving John standing alone losing their support.

"What about you Tommy? Come over here and have a closer look at your teacher's tits." John told his friend.

"That's enough of that crude language John. You're only making it worse for yourself. I'll tell them you were the ring leader in this pathetic little rebellion."

"That's it miss you rant away at us like you usually do, it jiggles those breasts nicely." He told her.

"Here Tommy have a good look." He said.

Lara watched his hand reach up to the edge of the towel as though it moved in slow motion. She cried out knowing what he was about to do to her. "No! Don't you dare, don't do that you brat!" Closer and closer it came toward her, until his hand gripped the towel between her breasts. With a hard tug he ripped the towel from a around her body. 

It seemed to unfurl slowly and she felt it slither down her naked body. In frustration she tried uselessly to reach for it before her nakedness was revealed to these wicked young men. Straining at her bonds was useless.

"Just cover me up now! You mustn't see my body like this its disgraceful. Stop looking at your teachers breasts." Lara felt so humiliated she didn't know what to say with words falling from her lips without thought. "Get away from me now. Don't get any closer. Brian, please just throw my towel over me, please." It was even more humiliating to see Brian looking at her for he had an innocent crush on her.

"It's wrong for you to see your teacher naked. You must let me go. You little shit John, what have you done? Think this through, your in trouble now, big trouble."

"Well if we are then so are you teacher. Miss Catallina, Miss Tease more like! Look at your nipples they are growing like Pinocchio's nose."

"Please John you shouldn't be looking at your teachers nipples. Don't you dare touch me! Ouch. That hurt." She said. 

John pinched her other nipple and began rubbing the sore nipple between his fingers. "You can have them when I'm finished." John told Clive. 

Lara saw Clive sink to his knees and gasped with shock, as much with the thought he was taking a close look at her pussy, as at the sudden twist of a nipple. 

"Her pussy has been shaved John." Clive said, as though they didn't know already. 

"Why do you do that Miss?" Clive asked. 

She could feel his breath on her lips, he was so close, and they were reacting to the stimulation despite hating what was happening. "I. I have to, to wear a bikini." She said. "Please stop it now, please. I'm your teacher not some pet project."

"You can see everything down here John. She is all wet I think she is opening up to pee. You had better stand back." Clive warned his friend.

"No Clive. It's what you're doing to me. My body can't help it. You must stop now, please! I beg you to stop, please!"

Lara felt Clive rub a finger across her lips. The humiliation of becoming wet in front of her students was appalling. She thought she might feint but what might they do to her then. At least there was a chance of holding off the others if she found the right words. 

They were just standing there staring at her and what these two were doing to her. Her body was opening up to them, how could it let her down so badly? She had been in some difficult situations before when teasing a man but this was too awful to tolerate. 

"That's enough! Back away from her, now!" Brian said. He couldn't stand it any more. He had fallen head over heels for this teacher and couldn't bear to watch her being tormented. 

"What are you going to do about it Brian?" 

Brian thumped John in the stomach, hard. John doubled up in pain and the others backed away. Brian slipped the rope off the bunk and she fell into his arms. He half carried her out of the main cabin to her room.

"Thank you Brian. Thank you so much." She whispered. She was shaking, trembling from the ordeal. "Hold me tight will you." 

He didn't need telling twice. He still had a hold helping her stand only now he engulfed her in a tight embrace. 

"I shall reward you for that rescue. I really will." She laid her head on his shoulder surprised at his strength. 

"A kiss please." He said. 

She smiled at him. "What? Oh! I'm not sure after all I'm your teacher Brian, I shouldn't. Yes a little kiss. You deserve that."

He held her tight and kissed her. 

She tried to push him away but he was too strong. "No, Brian! You can't put you tongue in your teachers mouth."

"I dreamt of kissing you. When I was rubbing oil into your back I wanted to hold you." He said. 

"I shouldn't have let you do that it was foolish. I didn't realise I was teasing you so much. I'm your teacher, I have responsibilities. I. OK. Just this once you can kiss me properly. It is only fair as my saviour." She whispered.

She opened her mouth to him allowing a tentative exploration with his tongue. It felt good. Then it began to feel as though he were taking her, that his tongue was a penis and her mouth a vagina and it was turning her on. She became self-conscious only too aware of her nakedness. 

"No, Brian. That's enough. No more, please. I can't stand it. It's all been so humiliating. I'm sorry; you must let me go so I can get dressed." She whispered.

"I never thought I would get to see you naked." He said, looking at her in awe as though she were a goddess. She stood before him naked trying to cover her breasts with her arms looking so vulnerable.

She covered her breasts with both arms unable to so easily cover the embarrassment and humility. "That's enough Brian. You shouldn't be looking at your teacher like that. Under the circumstances it's understandable. I'm glad you saved me but I am your teacher and you are a young lad in my charge so you just shouldn't expect. . . Well you know. I'm a woman. I mean I'm your teacher and you must do as you're told. I'm not very good at it am I? Look at me! I'm standing naked with one of my students taking comfort from him." She said, with a sob.

"You haven't had a proper chance yet Miss. If you go easier on them they will come round. I'll make sure they don't tell anyone what happened. Just don't report them and you can hold that over them. They will do as you tell them. Just take it easy and be reasonable in future Miss."

"You had better go back to your bunk now. Please don't tell anyone about this I'd die of shame. I would have to leave the college and, well there is a lot riding on me making this job work. Thanks for everything." She kissed him on the forehead and he went away with a smile.

She listened at the vent and could only hear muffled breathing. After a moment or too she realised they weren't asleep. 'Oh! Hell!' She thought. They sounded as though they were doing it to themselves under the covers. The thought of them rubbing their young cocks to the image of her naked body was disturbing. She couldn't just get into bed knowing what they were doing out there.

Lara slipped on a pair of panties and a light summer dress over her head. Standing outside under the stars she contemplated what she must do. She could call a cab in the morning and disappear back to daddy yet that would be an intolerable defeat. If she stayed here she might be able to salvage something of a reputation. At least long enough to see out the summer camp.

At least she had Brian looking out for her and he could bring the lads round. She would have to go easy on them. "Yes." She sighed. It might work out.

***

The guys from a cabin a few hundred yards away were crowded around Jerry's mobile phone. "Wow look at them melons. I would like to bite on them white tits. Who sent you this bro?" Christian asked.

"Dave, from over there." Jerry laughed, with a wave of his hand in the direction of the next cabin. 

"Well I'd like to meet her on a dark night. I'd give her some of my black meat to eat." Christian grinned.

"Well she's over there now, bro. Why don't you invite her over?" Jerry asked sarcastically.

"What are you talking about? There's no hot woman around here. Not with a hot body like that there aint. I would have had them by now for sure. Have you noticed any hot girls knocking at the door begging for me? No. There's nothing around here guys."

"Take a look. She's in their cabin. Look behind her. You can see that book guy, the one who's always reading in the canteen. The bunk she's standing by. It's the same as ours."

"Yea, your right. I recognise her face too. She's a teacher. Why is she just standing there, naked, letting them see her like that, she must be a slut?" 


Teacher's Trip Ch. 01



"Maybe they have her hypnotised or something. I don't know."

"Well let's go over there and find out. We can look through the window and check it out. It might be some kind of trick though, so, be careful guys."

They climbed out of the window and made their way through the woods. They thought they were being quiet but they were inner city black eighteen year olds and hadn't a clue about the wild country.

***

Lara was standing alone trying to come to terms with the evening's events. It had been quit a shock to find these young lads so strong and interested in her. When she was eighteen she had been just a gorgy girl. This was no longer true at all. She knew she was hot, she had been told enough times. It just wasn't something she had got used to yet.

She definitely wouldn't want to go through that degrading ordeal again. She would dress more modestly and not flirt with anyone ever again. It had taught her a hard lesson. She stood there quietly with arms wrapped around her body listening to a favourite tape of Sarah McLachlan for comfort.

Remembering them looking at her body stripped naked was appalling. She couldn't protect it from their eager eyes with her wrists tied up. It had been so awful, so humiliating. In a trance she heard nothing, no longer a part of the space around her.

Lara was startled by something behind her. Before she could react a hand went around her mouth and neck. Already on edge and light headed she fainted in shock collapsing to the ground.

"What have you done Christian? You've killed a teacher, guy." Jerry whispered.

"No she's breathing. Change of plan guys, we take her back with us." 

"We can't get her back there. She'll scream or something. How will we get her back through the window?" One of the others pointed out.

"OK. Take her back to the fort then." Christian said. They carried her limp body deeper into the woods away from the cabins. They made plenty of noise in the dark but there was no one to hear.

She came to twisting her head from side to side. Where was she? What was happening? She looked up and in the firelight saw her hands were tied to a post. Lara became aware of figures silhouetted in the darkness. The brats had taken her to their fort. Where was Brian? Why hadn't he stopped them or at least warned her? 

She knew each of the groups had a fort in the woods but had never seen them. She had kept away from the other teachers preferring to sunbath at their own cabin. This was going to be another threat as their way of telling her to join in the group activities. Well this time she would give in and tell them tomorrow it would all be different. 'This is obviously my group's fort.' She thought wrongly.



Teacher's Trip Ch. 02



Lara squinted into the shadows wondering where Brian was. For a moment she thought her group of students were wearing masks unable to see them properly. One of them came closer and she saw it wasn't John; it wasn't someone from her group at all.

"What are you doing?" She shouted. "You'll get into trouble for this. Untie me and I'll tell no one. Just untie me now! What's the name of your principle?" She shouted in outrage. A little part of her wanted to break down in hysterical laughter at the ridiculousness of being tied up twice in one night.

As they came closer she saw they were a ruff gang from an inner city college. These black guys were all looking at her as though she were dinner. Or at least one of them was while the others were a little nervous. They seemed to be wondering what to do with her now they had her.

One thing she knew for certain they wanted to see teachers' breasts. They were hers; no one was going to see them. 'Well,' she thought. 'I'll just have to talk them out of playing around like nasty creatures.' Lara should have learnt her lesson and shouldn't have become angry and shouted at them. 

"You don't have the upper hand now Miss rich school teacher. You're just a white piece of ass. We saw you standing naked before your guys. We know that's against the rules and you do to."

Inside she nearly died with shame. "That was a mistake. They were naughty young men and I told them off. My towel slipped off, I didn't do it on purpose." She said. Feeling so bad about these lads knowing what happened she didn't think about how they knew. She was busy trying to cover up, trying to minimise the damage and repair her reputation.

"We have here a piece of white trash guys." Christian said to his friends. "She is so hot to trot she shows her naked ass to anyone who's near. I bet you weren't satisfied by those white guys, were you teacher." 

She interrupted him saying. "No! I mean they didn't touch me. I covered myself up. It was nothing like that. You're just being rude! Now cut me down and behave yourself." She demanded. She was gasping for breath with her heart beating so fast she thought it would burst.

She hoped their teachers turned up soon. Surely they must be wondering where these students had got to. Where was Brian and her team? Would he find her missing from the cabin and come out here looking for her or was he fast asleep in his bunk? She didn't think he would be able to sleep after seeing his teacher naked and his friends teasing and playing with her. On the other hand she hoped her little saviour wouldn't find out for she would die of shame if he saw her like this.

She looked down in disgrace trying to hide her face in her long auburn hair. "Hell! Why didn't I wear a bra?" She whispered. Both nipples were straining at the thin material of the dress showing through hard and erect. She looked up at the lads. They were closer now staring at them. The look in their eyes made her feel as if they were licking their lips at the thought of seeing a pair of delicious firm breasts. 

Christian stepped close and brought his hand up to a nipple. Through the thin fabric she felt the touch so finely it hurt. It was just the brush of his hand that caught a nipple but the thought of this lad touching it was upsetting.

"Stop that this minute. You can't do that to me I'm a teacher not some cheap woman from your neighbourhood." She said. The moment the words left her lips she was sorry to have uttered them. It was too late now they couldn't be taken back.

"Well that's not nice teacher. What's so high and mighty about you're white ass. Yo a woman aint you? What's so different about yo tits teacher?" Jerry spat at her. 

"OK! We had better check them out Jerry. Lets see what's so special about yours teacher lady." 

His hand cupped a breast then the other. He weighed them in both hands pushing them up and down. The others laughed asking for more.

Lara strained at the rope binding her to the post. The agony of having this young lad playing with her breasts was so humiliating she wanted to scream. The only thing stopping her was the thought of bringing the other teachers here. They wanted to see her breasts and if she didn't say something to stop them they might pull them out. 

Lara wished she had at least worn a bra. In the dark outside her cabin no one could see but here they could. The outline of her breasts was too clear even with just the firelight. She couldn't take her eyes off those hands pushing and pulling, rolling them around inside the dress.

"Please! Stop it. That's so bad. You mustn't do that to a teacher. You know it's wrong you should show me respect." She tried to appeal to him.

"Tell me what's so wrong teacher because it sure feels nice to me! I'm just giving you a nice massage. What am I doing to you teacher? Tell me." He said while pinching a nipple.

"Ouch. That hurt. Stop it, please. OK! I'll say it. You're playing with my breasts. They're not for naughty young men to play with." She whispered.

"So you just keep them for older men do you? They are tits Miss Hoity Lady, say it."

"I didn't mean that. They're not just for men to play with. They are mine; please leave them alone, please! No I don't mean I can play with them either. Alright I'll say it. They are teachers white tits. You're playing with teachers white tits. Please stop it, it hurts." She tried desperately to appeal to him. 

"Stop playing around Christian. Let's see those melons bro." Jerry told him with agitation. 

"No! Please you mustn't do that. You mustn't show off my teacher's white breasts, I mean tits. Keep them hidden. You can play with my tits if you like just don't. . ." She pleaded. She stopped suddenly with shock. His hand moved from a breast to the top of the dress. It was a reminder of when John had ripped the towel off. 

Closing her eyes she felt the dress ripped from her body. He hadn't just revealed her breasts he had stripped her down to her panties. Her eyes opened wide in anger. "What have you done? You little shit." The words dried in her mouth as she saw them close in. 

Her breasts heaved upward with each breathe heavily sucked in through an open mouth. The nightmare she knew was now just beginning. She pressed her legs together trying desperately to hide her most feminine parts from those five wicked lads. If she had been thinking straight she would have been glad to at least be wearing a sensible pair of white panties.

Trying to slow her breathing she tried to speak. "Please cover me. Just wrap my dress around me. Please! I'm naked. You mustn't do this to me I'm a teacher for God's sake." She pleaded. 

"Just cover my body Christian. You can play with my tits if you like. Don't you want to play with teachers tits? I know you want to. Just don't let the others see me naked. Please, Christian!" Lara felt so humiliated from begging this heartless youth she wanted to shut it all out but had to plead with him to prevent something more dreadful happening.

"Shit guy, your good. She's begging you to play with her melons." 

She tried to tell them it wasn't what she meant. She wanted them to stop but giving them something they wanted might get the dress back. She just couldn't find the right words to stop them.

"I saw her that first day on camp." Jerry said. He was standing so close she could feel his breath on her nipples; it tickling them doing something awful to her. "I wanted to see this white teacher's hot body then. Didn't think it would happen, bro. No way. This teachers hot man." Jerry said to Christian.

Lara watched in trepidation as Jerry took a nipple between his fingers and pulled both breasts up almost under her chin. She whimpered trying not to scream. He let them bounce for his friends to laugh at. 

She looked away and thought for a moment she was hallucinating. There it was again, a face perched upon the forts fence looking down at her. In the light of the fire she could see it was Brian. 

She dropped her head in shame. This nice young man had a crush on her and he could see these terrible guys molesting her. How could he help her against five of them? They probably had knives too.

She didn't want to but she had to look back up at him. She shook her head meaning for him to stay where he was, warning him not to interfere. She didn't want him to see this it was too shameful. That nice young man was watching his nice teacher stripped and molested.

Christian pulled his friend away from her and she thought the others were going to have a go at her breasts. She drew in a breath of fear watching his fingers tighten on her panties. "No!" She said. "Just play with my breasts. The others haven't had a go yet." 

She looked across at the other guys crowded around her. "You want to play with teachers breasts don't you? Look at my nice white teachers' breasts. They are lovely aren't they? Just play with them." She pleaded. Her voice sounded pathetic even to her. There hadn't been a shred of respect from the beginning and now they looked at her with contempt.

How could she beg them to play with her breasts it was so stupid. The agony of disgrace at those words was painful yet she couldn't think what to say to save her self. "Just play with my breasts then let me go." She cried in shame.

Catching sight of Brian watching her plead with these terrible youths choked off the appalling words. How could she be saying this? It was only in desperation she told herself, just to distract them. Perhaps they might fight amongst themselves and forget about her panties.

"Look at this, guys. I have my hand in teachers' panties and she is already pleading with me to play with her tits." Christian boasted.

"Please don't do this to me. Please!" She cried.

"Playing with your tits has got you going hasn't it teacher?"

"No! I'm not like that." She whined. She felt his hand slide down into them and feel her lips. They were as dry as her mouth. She wasn't excited she was afraid and ashamed.

He was angry that he hadn't excited her and ripped the panties off. They lie on the ground at her feet. She moaned at the indignity of being naked and at their mercy. She was a teacher and should be in charge of these youths not the other way round it was so wrong and so degrading. 

He moved up close and she felt his hard cock against her belly. She gasped and clamped her thighs together. There was no way he would do that to her. It couldn't happen to her. That nice young man Brian was watching and that made it all the more unbearable.

She was pleased with the little victory over him. He couldn't get into position or force her legs apart and she though it might be possible to save her self through their inexperience. Men had wanted her, even craved her delicious body and she had denied them. She wasn't going to let these nasty hoodlums have her.

They tied a rope around her neck then untied her arms. She was pulled to the ground to lie in the dirt. They were organised now with a new incentive. She didn't hear their banter it was too degrading to listen to. She shut it out.

Pulled into position by so many hands about her body her senses were bombarded into submission. She trembled on hands and knees desperately trying to regain some control, to talk to them, to get them to stop.

She heard them discussing her fabulous body and shivered.

"Look at those tits wiggle guys. She is so damn hot. Teacher is one damn fuck hole."

This couldn't be happening it was a nightmare. 

"I want that pussy Christian and I want it now." Jerry said.

"I'll take it first." Christian said.

"Oh! No! Please not that." She pleaded. The thought of becoming pregnant was too terrible to contemplate. That it would be with these lads was disgusting. What would her father say if she came home in such disgrace? She had to think fast and stop them.

"Please! Use my mouth. You want to use teacher's pretty lips don't you! Just do that. Just put it in there. Just think about it please. Not my little pussy you're too big. I'll do it nice for you, I promise." She pleaded with a sob.

Looking up as though to escape she caught sight of Brian peering over the wall. 'Oh! Shit! He was watching her plead with these dreadful youths to take her mouth.' How bad could it get? How bad was she to do this in front of him? Had she crushed his dreams? What did he think of his nice teacher now?

"Good idea teacher. You learn fast white girl." Christian told her. He held the rope tight lifting her face up to nuzzle his rock hard cock.

Now it was going to happen she wasn't so sure it was a good idea. It had to be the better of two evils surely. Whimpering with disgust and in disgrace she opened her lips for him. 

They made her swing her breasts to and fro meaning to humiliate her while gaining enough courage to take her. The sweat was glistening upon her pale white body in the fire light. Brian couldn't take his eyes off his teacher's body so wonderfully naked and so vulnerable. He hated those animals that were hurting her so badly he burned with anger.

He shouted from the path leading up to the fort. "Who's in there? You guys should be in your bunks. He rattled the wooden gates in a fury. You'll be on detention for the rest of the week if I catch you." He shouted, pretending to be a teacher.

"Shit! We can't be caught. Get outa here." Christian whispered. In a blind panic they scrambled over the stockade and away into the night.

Brian forced the gate and ran over to his beloved teacher. He cradled her in his arms stroking her hair just wanting everything to be alright. She stopped sobbing and he kissed the tears away. 

"Oh! Brian. You're my hero. You saved me." She tried to say more but couldn't. 

"Quiet now. Lie still for a moment. I'll help you back to the cabin and you'll be safe there." He told her.

"I'm so sorry you had to see that, that . . ." She started to say but couldn't continue. 

"Shush. It's OK!" 

"I have to. I have to talk. I need to get rid of it out of my mind. It's bad Brian. Your lovely teacher has been a bad girl." She wailed. "Did you see what they did to me?" She suddenly asked.

"I'm so sorry you had to see that. You wanted me for yourself didn't you? You know you could never have done anything. Now it's all spoilt for you. I'm not the nice teacher you can fantasise over." She stated and shivered. 

He nodded in shame hoping she didn't guess he had become so excited, wanting her while watching them. He released his tight grip on her naked body meaning to get the remains of her clothes that he been trampled into the dirt.

"Don't let me go. Please. Just hold me tight. Cuddle me nicely." She said.

"You can kiss me as a reward like last time. I guess you won't want to now, I'm useless. I can't even reward you with a kiss." She whimpered.

Brian couldn't bear to see her like this feeling so humiliated. 

"I'll help you back to the cabin." He said.

She felt rejected and ashamed but managed to rise from the dirt with his help.

In the woods there was a stream freezing cold but it seemed so inviting Lara pulled away from him. She bathed her poor body in the cleansing water. She drank swilling her mouth out again and again. She rubbed between her legs trying to scrub them from there too.

Cold and shivering he pulled her from the water knowing she might never stop. "Here take my clothes." He said, trying to pull them off. "I'll warm your body with mine or you'll get pneumonia.

She let him do what ever he liked with her she didn't care. It was some comfort that he held her trying to cover her body with his. It was a warm night under the stars and she watched the clouds part from the moon. It was a grassy romantic spot by the river but not for her.

"I want my reward." He told her.

"What?" She asked.

"I want a kiss." He said gently. 

"You're just saying that to make me feel better. How can you kiss your fallen angel now? You must hate me." She sighed.

He kissed her gently. The simple honesty and tenderness was healing her mind. She opened her mouth to him and felt his tongue enter her. She was startled by the image of that thug about to take her mouth. It flashed through her mind and as suddenly went.

He felt her shudder. "Sorry. I shouldn't have." 

"No. Its not you it's me. You deserve your reward my hero." She almost smiled. She felt his penis hardening against her thigh. She couldn't take this attention. Perhaps she never would again. No. She was a more determined person than that. She would not give in to a bunch of hoodlums, letting them ruin her life.

"It's alright. You can do no wrong, my hero." She said and hugged him tight. She kissed his forehead. She let him kiss her again. The flash of the ordeal returned and she shook it off.

"I imagined holding you like this laying down with you but not in my wildest dreams naked!" He exclaimed. "Well. Yes I did." 

"Tell me more, that's sweet. I need distracting." She said with feeling.

"I wanted to keep you to myself. I wanted to make you fall in love with me. I wanted you to smile at me. I wanted to see all of that wonderful body. Your lovely body, it's so smooth and soft." He said intently.

"You can. You have." She sighed. "But not as you imagined I guess."

"Yes its better than I imagined. You mean under the circumstances. No. I never imagined something like that it was terrible." He said the anguish clear in his voice.

She gripped him tight and told him. "It wasn't your fault. I am a tease sometimes perhaps it was my fault." 

"No! It wasn't yours." 

He went to kiss her again and she turned away. She saw he was hurt and whispered in his ear. "I'm sorry if I hurt you. I shouldn't have teased you, let you rub my back with oil. I can't kiss you just know. I will tomorrow. I can't explain but I just can't kiss you right now." 

"You are still my hero." She said. She felt his penis hard against her thigh and sighed. If she was sorry for teasing him what was she doing to him now? She was his teacher lying naked in his arms. It wasn't fair on him. 

She couldn't upset him, what if he told someone. She needed him to get her some clothes too. No. She couldn't think badly of him he wouldn't tell anyone. More than ever she felt so ashamed

"I'm sorry Brian, my hero. You saved me and I am so very grateful. I am yours now. I belong to you. Is that better? I was the bad guys slave and they could do anything they liked with me. You captured me from them so now I am your slave. It's only fair you can do anything you like with me. I am your slave, Brian." She said.

He looked at her with a cheeky smile upon his face. She just hoped he didn't want to kiss her again, not wanting that awful image to return.

"Do you know what I want to do?" He asked her.

She felt his penis throbbing and inwardly groaned. A distant memory came to mind about falling off a horse. A cure of a fear was to climb right on again. Would this be a reward for him or would she be using him? Could she let him climb on or would those nasty images surface again.

"I'm yours Brian. You can do whatever you like with me. A promise is a promise." She bit her lip and hoped he wouldn't want that right now or ever. A part of her wanted to be needed innocently not like that. A small voice was telling her no one would want her now. She felt worthless so giving herself to him would be nothing significant. 

Her mind tumbled around in circles madly trying to find a way out. Could she ever be his wonderful teacher again? She felt his weight on her and tensed.

He fumbled around unsure of what to do. She grabbed his penis and gently guided it between her wet lips. She needed to be made love to. She needed a gentle loving kindness that was a comfort shared between them both. She knew she wouldn't orgasm but this was his reward not hers. For her it was a test. Could she bear it?




Teacher's Trip Ch. 02



Through her mind the ordeal of those animals teasing her froze every muscle in her body. "Do it Brian. Ride me my hero. Ride me with all your strength. Pound my little pussy, faster my hero." She shouted. She held on to him and raised her legs to receive more of him. 

"Did you see them tease your teacher? Did you see your teacher being abused? Tell me Brian. Tell me you wanted me then. Did you see that brute nearly fuck my face? Did you want to do that to me too? Tell me Brian. Did you want to fuck my tight little teacher's pussy? Tell me you hate me." Lara ranted at him, the word flowing in a hateful torrent.

Brian didn't hear most of it but enough. He pounded away at her. She had guessed his awful secret and was telling him she still wanted him. He was wild with lust and she was in a torrid frenzy.

Their bodies rolled from side to side tumbling on the grassy bank and re-emerging with him on top aggressively pounding at her pussy. He was young and strong and full of pent up passion. His stamina kept him going long enough for Lara to cum. She heaved at him with her hips wanting every part of him to fill her body. 

When she subsided he came. She felt it washing her clean of the brutes that abused her. He was filing her up with his semen and she wanted to squeeze every last drop from him. With her legs wrapped around his body trying to squeeze him dry.

They lie there panting under the moon. She was almost sated but not quit free of the demons. He was unsure what had happened but didn't care. He had fulfilled a dream, more than he could have wished for. He had made forbidden love to his teacher.

He went to kiss her and again she turned away. "Sorry!" She panted. "Not yet. I think I know now what to do. Before you kiss me I need to get rid of the image of those awful brutes. I can replace them with you. You will be my cure, my saviour. You're my hero Brian. You really did save me." 

She pushed her body down his kissing it as she went. Lara found his limp member and sucked it into her mouth. She sucked on it like a dummy nuzzling his balls with her chin. She sucked and licked it needing it to grow to become effective. She needed him to do this one last thing for her.

Feeling him harden she pulled back. Kissing its tip she told him. "Fuck my face Brian. Shove your cock down my throat. Drowned me in your cum. Do it to me. Show me no mercy. Please!" She begged.

Slowly at first he stroked his penis between her lips watching it disappear between them. He felt it tight in her throat and wanted to cum the pleasurable sensations were so strong. He couldn't cum there was nothing left. It would take time.

On and on she felt his cock nearly choke her then recede from her throat then back again. Between each thrust she breathed desperately. This was a punishment, a penance and a cleansing of her body.

"You have fucked me Brian. Not just made love you have fucked me insensible. You have fucked your teacher you wonderful hero." She breathed out every word in a terrible desperate sound. He had cleansed her body but above all else she hoped he had cleansed her mind of those dreadful images. Only time would tell. 



Teacher's Trip Ch. 03



Lara and Brian walked hand in hand following the trail through the forest back to their cabin. Lara shivered, not from the nakedness but from all that she had been through that day. She had been reduced from the teacher in charge of a college group to a sex object by a calculating bunch of youths.

She had let Brian make love to her as a reward for rescuing her as well as a means to rid her mind of those young savages molesting her body. She didn't want to think about the idea of becoming sexually excited by the assault and the sordid treatment while at their mercy. She shivered again, her whole body quaking at the horrid memories. 

Lara walked as though in a dream with Brian leading her back to her room. The young lads in their group were fast asleep and that too is what she needed; precious cleansing, sleep. 

"Thank you Brian, you're my hero. You saved me from those rough young men. No. Don't say anything. It's important you don't say anything, about what happened I mean. Promise me! Good! I'm your teacher and must try to remain in charge of you all. You're my pupil and I'm responsible for you. You must try to forget what happened between us too. It can never happen again." She told him.

Lara felt the strength in his arms, holding her naked body in a tight embrace. She would allow him this moment but from now on she must behave properly. In the morning she would have to find the strength to take charge of the group and put everything behind her. The freezing cold river had washed her clean and the walk back had dried her skin but she could still smell Brian and her own muskiness upon her body. She desperately needed a shower but that was out of the question for it was important not to wake the others. It was important to keep the whole sordid event a secret from everyone.

Had that moment of torrid love making with Brian worked? 

Her father had always said if you fall off the horse get right back on before you become afraid. This certainly wasn't what he had meant. After the ordeal she let Brian make love to her as a way of washing them out of her mind. 

She had needed comforting and told him it was his reward for the rescue. It was wrong but she had desperately needed him. It had been no lie for at that moment she had wanted to reward him and he did so deserve it. 

Should she run away home like she usually did? Home to the big house and to daddy and safety. This time there was a good excuse but it just wasn't possible to tell anyone about that awful degradation, let alone daddy. 

What if Brian hadn't rescued her and she had become pregnant from one of those youths? How could she tell her father she didn't know who the father was or what color it would be?

Sleep overcame her tortured mind while wondering how to face tomorrow and the group of young lads she was in charge of.

***

At home daddy was talking business with a group of friends. She knew them all, from entertaining them at the usual gatherings, as fellow bankers and acolytes. She had flirted with them as an entertainment from the tedium of the task. Over cocktails she would keep eye contact for far too long and smile at their little jokes and sexual innuendos. 

They all wanted too see more of that luscious body which she displayed as indecently as she dared. It was always the same, someone would have a little too much to drink and corner her away from the informal gathering of financiers. They promised the earth and more for just a kiss wanting more, too much more.

She would laugh and go back to the party to see if she could capture another poor fish. She knew this time was different somehow. They were waiting for something. Her pupils were there which didn't seem right and a class room desk too. Who invited Brian? 'Yes Brian, you're my hero and you must receive your reward.' She heard herself say.

He bent her over the desk and lifted the back of her dress. His hands circled her slim waist and roughly pulled both breasts out. She looked up to see everyone gathering round vying for a better view of her lovely breasts. She wanted to tell Brian, 'Not here, not now!' But the words wouldn't form. 

She could see those men she had teased licking their lips at the sight of her firm breasts and hard nipples. What was Brian doing now? She felt his hardness nudging her anus and she had to tell him. 'Not there Brian, that's your teachers little virgin ass!' This time the sound came in loud gasps revealing her excitement.

She saw the eyes of the men light up as they realized what was happening. They wanted a better view. These important business men, friends and colleagues of her father, wanted to see the young lad bugger her. 

She could see their hardness bulging in the expensive suit trousers looking so wrong. As though on queue, Brian pulled the dress away from her body, like a magician revealing a startled rabbit. 

Lara was naked before her father and his friends with one of her pupils ready to bugger her. 'Not there Brian, my pussy, take my pussy, please!' She was forced to say before everyone. It was so degrading to be begging this young lad to fuck her before such important people and her father too.

She strained to look behind her and saw a queue of young men from her class waiting for their turn. 'Quickly Brian, fuck me, everyone is waiting. Fuck me hard Brian, pound my pussy hard.' She heard the obscene words as though it were someone else breathing hard and screaming them out through clenched teeth.

***

With a start she awoke in a sweat mumbling. "I need to get a grip. I can't go back home like this. I have got to get back on the horse and ride the damn thing. I'll do a good job and that will exorcise all those awful memories and feelings."

The bedside clock told her it was time to get up and face the world and in particular her own group of young lads. A quick cold shower brought her back to the real world ready to face it. A slight tremble in her hands told anyone who noticed it would be some time before she was completely over the ordeal of yesterday.

Lara pulled a light dress over her head and pulled on some panties. It was going to be a hot day and a dress was better than jeans and tee shirt. She would have liked to wear a bra but hadn't packed one which was not so much a mistake than a habit from hardly ever wearing one. She would have to keep out of the sun so the missing bra wouldn't be noticed.

"OK you guys wake up, rise and shine. It's a new day and we're going on a hike with the other groups. I'll meet you all for an early start at breakfast in the canteen. We will meet up in the square under the flag to plan the day. I'll keep my promise so make sure you keep yours." She told them. Quickly turning on a heel she marched out of the main cabin and out into the bright sunshine. 

***

"Hi! How you doing? You look a little tired. Have you recovered yet?" The fellow teacher asked.

For a moment Lara wondered if he knew what had happened yesterday and choked unable to reply. 

"Sure you're up to a hike? Your group told me you both had the same bug." He asked, looking concerned. "If you two aren't up to it you might have to return home with your group."

"No! I'm fine. A good walk should sort me out. I had a good rest last night so I'm ready and raring to go." She sighed with relief.

"Enthusiasm, great, that's what I like to hear. Here's your map and list of names in your group. We mix the different groups up together so they learn to get on. I'm sure I don't have to tell you why. You're with Bob by the way. He's the tall guy over there. I'll leave you to introduce yourself and sort out who's doing what." He said.

Lara felt the whirl of his conversation wash over her and watched him bounce away to find someone else to organize. "Hi Bob. I'm Lara. I'm helping you with the group!"

"Right, well, let's herd them up and find the trail." Bob nodded at the group of sullen youths. "I don't intend to push them into being winners. My idea is not to lose any of them and get back without anything broken." He stated.

"OK! Fine by me." Lara said. So this is where Mister Enthusiasm had stolen it all from, she surmised. Bob looked as bored as she was with the idea of traipsing through the forest with a lot of sullen youths.

Taking the map from his hands she twisted it the right way up and pointed to the trail head. In silence they led the arguing bunch of lads into the forest. The only noise was their continuous bickering. The humidity went up and their noise went down. After only a half mile they were silently plodding along heads down looking weary. 

'Well.' She thought. 'This is fun. Just what my group wanted. Perhaps some of my group is having fun with Mister Enthusiasm, just as they deserved. I don't think I could stand a gentle walk with him let alone a hike.' The sarcasm matched her mood.

Sweat stuck the dress to her body and the lack of exercise was taking its toll. At least in the shade of the trees it wasn't see-through though the outline of her bust stood out clearly where it was plastered to her body.

"Way point one." Bob declared. A quick head count found three of them missing. "You had better go back and hurry them along. If you don't turn up in fifteen minutes I'll assume something's wrong and your taking them back to base. With those three it'll be an acute case of laziness." Bob declared.

With a sigh Lara turned and headed back down the trail. 'At least it's down hill.' She said to herself. She didn't consider this a good plan. What if one of them was injured, what then?

The three of them were there all right without a sign of damage. They were lazing around on a patch of grass beside the trail. At first she thought they were gathered around a games machine but it was a phone.

"Hi, teach what you up to now?" One of them said. Before she could say anything he poked his phone in her face. Up close the image was blurred and she leaned back to get it into focus. 

"That's you last night with the guys in your cabin." He said.

"Give me that!" Lara asserted. 

"Wow. Careful teach that's an expensive phone. Be polite and ask nicely." Rodriguez told her. "Put your hand up if you want to ask a question." He smirked.

Lara was in no mood to play games but the photo on his phone was from when her group had stripped her. She had to find out who had sent it and wipe the phone clean. She put up her hand with a sly smile trying desperately to win him round with plenty of eye contact.

She didn't notice the rope hanging from a tree. They knew how lazy Bob was and hoped Lara would be sent back to find them and their guess had been correct. A young lad behind her grabbed her hand and slipped the loop over it. Her wrist was held tight above her head. 

She looked up in a daze seeing the rope and the branch above her. He had the other wrist in a firm grip and slipped a loop of rope around it. She felt it tighten and felt it spread her arms wide. 

"Stop it your hurting me." She blurted out. "Now look here, a game is one thing but you can't go round doing this to a teacher. You've had your fun now let me go. I won't report you I'll put it down to youthful high spirits."

Rodriguez stepped close holding the phone beside her face comparing the two. "Yes. It's you teach." He leered.

"No! I wouldn't do something as loathsome as that. They made it up. Put my face on another body. Now let me go this minute. I won't say anything, just let me go and we can head back to the camp." She tried reasoning with him.

She watched his hand move up to her neckline and hold onto it. "There's only one way to be sure teach." He said.

"No. Get away from me. I'm a teacher you can't do this to me. You'll be in trouble young man. Just let me go, now! You can't frighten me, you dare not touch me." She challenged.

"You sure have nice tits in this photo. They kind of stay up by themselves and your not wearing a bra now are you. They look the same to me Miss Lara. I think we should have a better look."

"No! You can't do that I'm a teacher you can't see a teachers breasts. Don't call them that. In fact you shouldn't be discussing them. You're too outrageous for your own good young man. If you don't let me go immediately I shall have you sent home and expelled from school." She exclaimed.

"But I can see them pretty well already. You're a tease Miss Lara" He taunted her. She felt this hand cup a breast toying with it. "Stop that now. It's naughty. I'm a teacher and you're my pupil, you mustn't take liberties like this. It's wrong, stop it! Stop that right now young man." She demanded.

He slipped the phone into his pocket to concentrate with both hands on her breasts. He massaged them while her eyes strained down watching every movement. "It's no good we have to see them to compare." He said and with both hands scooped both breasts out the top of the dress. 

Lara couldn't help looking down at the lewd display of her breasts perched over the neckline. It was terrible to have them revealed before these three young men. "No! Put them back. You shouldn't be looking at them, its wrong. I'm your teacher not one of your lewd girlfriends. Cover me up right now! Please!" She told them. 

Her father's business contacts had tried to touch her breasts while dancing, after a few too many drinks, but she had avoided it. She never complained as was always after spending the evening flirting and teasing them. 

Now these young men had them pushed out on display balancing on the neckline of her dress. It was both infuriating to be at their mercy and humiliating to be so crudely abused. She wanted to regain control of them but was helpless, at their mercy.

She strained to look down at her breasts, watching his hands come closer. With the back of his hand he rubbed the nipples and pressed on the soft flesh of her breast. He turned his hand slowly over each breast, pinching the nipples between strong fingers. 

"My girl friend doesn't display herself naked for a bunch of guys to take photo's. You're just a naughty teasing bitch, teacher." He told her. 

"No! Don't do that. You're hurting me." She complained.

He lifted each breast in turn by a nipple watching them bounce. "They are getting bigger teacher. Am I exciting you?" He asked with a smiling leer across his face.

"No! Please cover them up. You mustn't do that you're a bad person, stop it right now." She told him. His friends were watching intently their expressions a comment of approval. 

He let them go suddenly watching them bounce into place. His hand went to the top of the dress between her breasts to gently pull downward.

"No! Leave me alone. Please don't." She pleaded.

"We need to compare your body with the one in the photo teacher. You said they put your face on someone else's body. Your tits are the same I wonder about the rest of you." He told her. 

His mock expression of curiosity looked vile to her. She couldn't let these youths see her naked. What would they do to her next? She had to think of something.

"Please don't do that. Just play with my breasts. You like that don't you? You like the feel of them. Just do that and let me go. You've done enough, surely." She pleaded.

"Well I'm not so sure. You're such a teasing teacher. Perhaps, if you asked me properly I might let you off. You know how to do that, don't you?" He smiled

She looked away in shame. She felt so abysmal having to ask this young lad to do such a lewd thing to her. They wanted to see her humiliated and it was so very effective she was almost too mortified to speak. Lara cleared her throat hoping this would work.

"Please. Play with my tits." She said. Her voice was devoid of emotion from feeling so drained.

"You can do better than that teacher." He told her.

"Please, sir. Play with your teachers lovely big tits. I want you to feel them and caress them. Squeeze my tits, please. Pinch my nipples and make them grow big. Please sir." She stammered.

"Everyone wants to see them so now you have. How often do you get the chance to play with a teacher's breasts, I mean tits. Surely that's enough. Surely you've humiliated me enough? Just rub my nipples and let me go." She said with a quavering voice.

Lara felt so belittled she wanted to shrink to nothing. The only thing enabling her to stand was the rope holding her in place with arms stretched out above. They feasted on her, wide eyed, taking in the sight of her breasts jutting out from her body in a deep cleavage.

"Not good enough." He declared to his friends. A hand gripped the dress between her breasts and pulled. 

The designer dress was well made and didn't give. She almost sighed with relief hoping he wasn't really trying; not daring to go that far. She cringed and closed her eyes on seeing a knife in his hand. She heard the straps of the dress snap from the strain from squeezing her breasts and the dress fell away.

"No! You little shit!" She cried out. "You mustn't look at your teacher's naked body. Cover me up now. Damn you, cover me up." Lara pressed her legs together attempting to protect what was left of her dignity.

Words babbled from her mouth incoherently. "Please. My daddy is an important banker; he will pay you if you let me go. Just let me go you bastards. I'm a white rich teacher and your just Hispanic trash." The words abruptly stopped spilling form her mouth. 

She felt the coldness of a blade against her thigh. She felt her panties tear and flutter down like a butterflies light gossamer wings tickling the fine hairs of her legs. At any other time it might be sensuous only now it was frightening.

She was naked before these young thugs. She pressed her thighs together the only protection she had from their probing eyes.

The only means of escape from this terrible reality was to look away into the forest. She gasped. Her hero, Brian was there. He was watching them taunt her, hearing their vile comments about her luscious white body. 

He could only watch for there were too many of them and they had knives. He had saved her before and she hoped he might again. This was so much more unbearable knowing he was out there seeing her naked, being coarsely handled by these rough youths. His crush on her was so innocent compared to these animals' demands.

She was past squirming. She hung there limp letting them paw her naked body. 

"We'll keep her busy until the others get here. Phone them again and tell them to hurry. How many of them are coming over?" he asked. 

"I wonder if she can take so many." He commented to his friend. "On second thoughts I don't fancy having her after them. Don't bother phoning, they'll be here soon enough. Let's do it now before they get here." Rodriguez said.

Lara heard every lewd word they said about her precious body but was too shocked to respond. "Others?" She whispered. They didn't hear her, being too caught up in their mission to torment her. The thought of others coming to join them and taking a turn with her was terrifying. 

Rodriguez held her while his friend cut the rope. They lowered her to the ground onto the damp grass. All resistance was drained from her as she laid back with eyes tight shut waiting for the worst of it.

Rodriguez rolled her over onto him. She felt his hardness stab her thigh. 

"No! You're animals. You can't do this to me. Please. Not that. Please." She cried from a dry throat.

"Ask me nicely teacher. Say the forbidden word rich white teacher." He told her.

"Please, don't fuck me, sir." She begged. 

Someone behind lifted her by the breasts to lower her onto Rodriguez. The weight of her body pressed her belly against his hard cock and she shivered in fear. 

There was no way she would ride him it was too terrible to contemplate yet he laid there motionless. From over his shoulder one of the others took hold of her head and opened her mouth with his dirty fingernails and she moaned in trepidation at the sight of his penis. He was holding her mouth ready and she contemplated biting it but couldn't find the courage.




Teacher's Trip Ch. 03



She wondered why they were so still until a dreadful idea reawakened her senses. She had tried to switch off as though it were happening in a nightmare. The last of them was maneuvering between her legs from above moving closer into position. 

"No!" She screamed. They were waiting for him to get into position, the most demeaning act she could imagine. 

Only now the reality was so much more debasing with three strangers ready to take at once. They were youths, she was meant to control and direct them, yet they were about to use her naked body like some vile plastic doll.

She was terrified yet strangely excited. Her whole body was bathed in sweat. Her breasts were squashed against Rodriguez chest. She could feel her nipples swollen and stimulated. In disbelief she felt her pussy opening up for him. Her ass was still clamped tight her cheeks held firmly together but that barrier would be breached soon.

Lara wanted to cry out but her voice was muffled by his hand gripping her mouth. She would have been shocked at the words if she had been aware of them. "Fuck me! Fuck me hard!" She repeated over and over again. "I need to be punished with your hard cocks for teasing you. Fill me up, please." She begged. The words were a jumble of sounds.

She writhed between them not knowing if she was to escape or entice them on. They still hadn't moved and she was ready. They had over come all her inhibitions, all moral values, everything she held dear in life. They had completely assassinated her self value leaving her to writhe in frustration.

As though from exhaustion one of them fell across her body crushing her onto Rodriguez lying below her. The breeze from a club swung low past her head and hit another of the attackers. 

Lara was pulled off Rodriguez at the same time a blow hit his knee. Brian dropped the branch and half carried Lara into the trees. They disappeared into the undergrowth quickly trotting away. 

If the three had a mind to they would have been able to follow the sounds of broken twigs snapping but they were recovering from the sudden attack. In any case they were too stunned at the suddenness of the attack to comprehend what had hit them.

Somehow the two runaways managed to stumble upon the clearing by the river they had found the night before. Brian guided Lara down into the stream and gently bathed her poor abused naked body. 

This time they were under the warm sun its healing rays drying them. Brian pulled off his wet clothes and spread them over the grass and wild flowers of the knoll. He kneeled over her holding her head in the crook of his arm smoothing the hair away from her face.

Looking into his eyes she spoke quietly from a dry mouth. "Thank you my hero." She tried to smile, instead felt a lone tear tremble across her cheek. "You saved me again. It must have been awful for you to see what happened."

"I couldn't bear it. But that doesn't matter. What they did to you was disgusting." When she cringed at his words he lifted her into his arms to embrace her tight as though trying to squeeze the dreadful memory from her mind.

"I'm safe now with you my hero. Kiss me. Kiss away the bad men's existence from my body. Please, Brian." She whispered.

He kissed her full lips probing gently with his tongue finding hers and looping it softly. He laid her back on the grass and sweet smelling wild flowers. She closed her eyes only to be startled by those obscene and degrading images. Her eyes widened in panic. 

Brian laid his head on her bare breasts and kissed a nipple. She was about to tell him not to. After all she was his teacher and this was wrong. They shouldn't be lying there naked together but she just couldn't summon the energy to resist. The gentleness of his caress was so much in contrast with the rough treatment of before, it felt somehow healing.

She watched him suckle a nipple and it seemed so natural and innocent she almost sobbed with the powerful emotions coursing through her, from relief and an overwhelming sadness. 

"I'm going to kiss you better." He told her earnestly. 

Feeling his lips caress her tummy working their way downward she had to interrupt the journey over her body. This is not what she had meant. "Just kiss my lips, my hero." She murmured.

Again he purposely misunderstood her words to lower his face between her thighs. She felt his lips touch hers and was transfixed. His tongue explored her until she was open wide ready for him. He sucked her lips into his mouth nibbling on them. 

It was wrong what those three youths did to her but this too was wrong. She must summon the strength to stop him. He lifted her hips in his strong arms to place his hand between her cheeks and squeezed her bottom. His thumb nestled the little puckered hole that had almost been so sorely treated.

"You shouldn't see me like this Brian." She managed to say.

"I didn't expect to ever again. I thought it would never happen but I saved you and want to claim my reward." He whispered in her ear.

"You are my hero so you deserve a reward. Claim your reward my hero." She spoke with a sigh on a great outward breath. She reluctantly told him to take his reward knowing what that meant. She didn't want to but something deep within was overpowering her judgment. 

It was unbearable to think so many others had been on their way to take her. He had saved her from them as well as the nasty three. She just lay there letting him take her as a reward.

On feeling his hardness so easily slip into to her pussy she realized how excited she was. A feeling of deep shame overwhelmed her. How could she be so excited from that earlier evil experience?

Lara felt his cock move slowly, carefully, deep inside. He was taking her so gently she wanted to cry out. "Take me my hero. Do it to me. Fill me up with your big cock, Brian." She heard her voice fill the clearing as though someone else was urging him on. 

"Faster, my hero, pound my pussy with all your youthful strength. Drive out those three evil men from my body. Did I tease you? Did your naughty teacher tease you, my hero? I deserve to be fucked hard for teasing you, Brian. " She bleated in rhythm with each thrust.

"You're a tease! You're a tease!" He exclaimed. 

"Tell me my hero. Your teacher deserves a good fucking." She breathed out in gasps. 

"Teacher, you deserve a good fucking. I'm fucking my teacher. It's so good to feel your tight pussy gripping my cock. I'm fucking you Lara. I'm pounding you into the ground. You're a, cum slut teacher. You're my, cum slut. You're my very own teacher slut!" He gasped.

"Make me yours Brian. Fill me up with your cum. Replace the memory of those disgusting animals with your nice cum, my hero." She begged. Her hips played to his rhythm thrusting in time with every deep plunge. She felt the surge of his sperm cleansing her innermost soul. 

She hugged him to her wrapping both legs tight about him digging her heels into the cheeks of his tight muscled bottom. Trying to meld the two bodies together she held onto him squeezing every last drop of his sperm with inner muscles. The tight walls of her vagina were clamping tight on his receding strength.

She felt his body become limp and welcomed the weight wanting to be crushed into mother earth to become one with her. 

His youth enabled him to recover quickly and he slipped to her side and pulled her onto him. It was though he was preventing her form slipping away from him, that he meant to keep her for himself.

"You belong to me now." He told her. He held her tight. She could hardly breathe but didn't care; not needing her own life when his was enough for them both. 

"I belong to you now. Yes. I'm yours, my hero. My hero will protect me and in return you can do whatever you like with me. Yes, I promise. You can have my body and soul, my very life. I am yours to command my hero." She whispered demurely. ***

Brian led her back to the cabin careful not to run into anyone for Lara was still naked. Outside the cabin a group of youths were gathered and they had to hide behind the corner of their cabin. Lara crouched low with cum leaking from her, feeling so dishonored she wanted to just sink into the ground. 

She thought the ordeal would never end but he encouraged her and they crept into the cabin and her room. He helped her shower and tucked her into bed where she slept round the clock until next day. 

The evil three made excuses to their friends about being attacked by a group of lads. They hadn't recognized who had attacked them but the frenzy of blows had made it seem like a wild bunch of youths. They eventually limped into camp and reported to Mister Enthusiasm that a teacher had helped them back.

He didn't question them closely but moved quickly on to someone else he thought needed organizing. ***

"I feel much better now Brian but I still feel so bad inside. I don't know what to do. I need to get a pill, a morning after pill. I can't become pregnant it's just so unbearable to contemplate." Lara sobbed.

"I have a friend who can get anything. Miguel will get some for you. He has a contact at a pharmacy. He used to sell drugs and got caught up in a gang war. My brother saved his life but died in hospital. He owes me big time and will help, I know he will." 

"I'm so sorry about your brother, I didn't know. It must be awful to experience such a tragedy. I've not experienced anything awful in life until now. All my life I have been pampered by rich parents. Please try but don't get into trouble. I'm responsible for you as your teacher and a friend." She said.

"No! You gave yourself to me. Your mine now! I'm responsible for your safety and I'll do it. You remember what you said?" He told her.

"I know, I remember but it was in the heat of the moment. I'm your teacher and you're just a young man." She smiled trying to let him down gently. "You need a girlfriend your own age." She told him with a sad smile. She cupped his face with a hand and made a kissing sign with her lips. She didn't want to hurt his feelings but they couldn't go on like this.

"If you want that pill then you have to promise. You'll do as I say. You'll be mine to look after and to, well, play with." He blushed.

Lara couldn't resist the look of earnest innocence upon his face. Perhaps losing his brother meant he needed to look after her. "OK! I promise. I'm yours to do with as you want. I'll obey you as you so richly deserve for saving me. You're my hero, Brian. I'm yours, Brian." She sighed.

It was so easy giving in to him but he was right, she needed that pill and he was right. She had promised and he had done so much for her she owed him more than she wanted to contemplate, at the moment. 

There had been a large group of youths on their way to join those horrible three Latino youths. She didn't want to contemplate the ordeal that might have happened at the hands of so many more rough lads. 

Brian had suffered watching her being molested by them and risked himself saving her. Lara felt a bond with him from their lovemaking, or was it just sex, out in the woods. He had comforted her and now she would repay him, what ever it took.

Brian delivered the pills as promised and she renewed her pledge to him. Keeping a low profile Lara made it through the next few days until it was time to leave the camp. All the time she deferred to Brian allowing him to make arrangements with their group. They had the good sense to keep out of her way.

Lara wondered if she should run away back home but the feeling that she had somehow changed meant she had to stay and work it through. She felt that sex would never be the same again. Those evil three and the black group in the fort had done something terrible to her. She wondered how long it would take to get over it.

***

As promised Lara wore a light summer dress in class. Brian had called on the phone the day before starting school. Their conversation had been stilted for they didn't know each other and only had those terrible events at summer camp in common. 

"Yes, Brian, you're still my hero and I'll keep my promise." She said. Lara wondered if she could ever wear anything that didn't cover her entire body ever again. Her hero was forcing her to wear the dress and she had submitted. 

It was low cut and short but she wore a sensible bra and panties so felt reasonably secure. Perhaps it was a good test for her. Her father would have approved of getting back on the horse. She had always loved teasing and flirting so perhaps this was a way of getting back to her old self.

Careful not to stand by the window, in the sunlight, she got to know the class and taught the first lesson. Her nerves had steadied and she was feeling confident. The group that had stripped her in the cabin kept their heads down and behaved especially well. 

The others gave her their full attention too. Perhaps she should wear something daring more often for they were so eager to please. She moved over to Brian to answer a question he had over a project he was working on. 

At first she didn't get it but too late realized what he was doing. He was getting her to bend over his work book and the dress was too short for that. Lara was displaying far too much leg to those behind her. They could see her thighs and if she bent forward any more they would have a glimpse of her panties.

She looked up sensing something. The lads across the class room were taking sly looks across at her. They could see down the top of the dress, spying on her cleavage.

Lara blushed and strode back to her desk. She was going to have to be careful. Her promise to Brian couldn't be broken for he knew too much and the mistake of having sex with him just couldn't get out.

At last it was break time and they headed out to lunch. Brian hung back and shut the door on them. "Remember your promise?" he asked.

In this place, her classroom, it all seemed so different. She felt awkward. "I'm the teacher here and you are my pupil, Brian. OK! Yes, I remember my promise and I'll keep to it. You deserve a reward for saving me but there must be limits. I, know, I am yours, to do with as you want." She said, awkwardly.

It no longer seemed such a good idea but she was committed. He knew too much about her, so what was she to say?

He didn't say anything but led her to the stationery cupboard by the hand. With every step she tried to calm her breathing feeling so flustered she couldn't think straight. He closed the door behind them. There was enough light from under the door for her to see the determination in his face.

Lara wilted under his gaze. "Take off the dress teacher." He told her.

"I can't Brian. I'm your teacher and we are in class. This is not the time or place. Yes I know I promised but please, you can't expect me to..." She tried to say. "You will obey me teacher." He told her. His strong hands took a hold of her shoulders and bent her over a box of stationery. 

"No, Brian. You mustn't do this to me, I'm your teacher. I'm the one in charge, not you." She whispered, not daring to make a noise. She felt his hand slap her bottom through the sensible white panties. It stung a little but nothing terrible. 

She thought that was all, for it was enough to belittle her. This was the first day of her first class and the very first school since teacher training and she was bent over in the stationary cupboard having her ass slapped by a pupil. She felt so humiliated she wanted to simply disappear.

She felt her panties being pulled down and realized there was more to come. He was rubbing her bottom, teasingly close to her pussy, purposely missing. "You will do as I say teacher." He told her. Slap!

She felt it harder this time. "Yes sir. I will do as I am told." She said quickly hoping it would stop him.

"Take off your dress Miss Catalina. Then bend over the boxes." He told her.

Lara quickly pulled the dress over her head needing the ordeal to be over before the class returned. She bent over and looked back at him. "I'm sorry I've been such a tease, my hero. You must punish your teacher for being such a tease. Fuck your teacher, please Brian. Just fuck me!"

Her words came in ragged breaths. She was so excited she couldn't help herself. It no longer mattered she was naked and bent over before a pupil in class. She needed it. She needed her hero to fuck her and to rid her of these overwhelming feelings.

"Where do you want me to fuck you Miss Lara?" He teased her.

"My pussy, my ass, whatever you want. Just do it to me. Punish me for being such a tease. Please fuck me, Brian. You're my hero and deserve to punish me." She wailed.

She felt his stiff cock nudge her tight little ass and knew he was just teasing her. He pressed harder but didn't enter. 

"Please, my hero, take your teacher. You're in charge now. You're the master. I deserve everything you want to do to me. Punish me for being such a slut with those disgusting young men." She cried.

He moved up and into her pussy and pounded her hard. "I'm going to fill you with cum. You're my cum slut teacher. Can you feel me inside you?" he demanded.

"Yes! I can feel you. Fill me up, my hero." She wailed. Her body was so hot the sweat ran from her body dripping from her nipples as they swung in rhythm with each thrust of his hips. 

She felt every inch of his cock pounding at the tight walls of her vagina. Each thrust banged her head against the cupboard wall and crushed the boxes beneath her. All too soon he came. She wanted it to last forever but she too came with him. She lay panting overcome with satisfaction. 

"Turn round and clean me up." He ordered. 

Swiveling on her knees she faced him, red from exertion and embarrassment and excitement. Without a word she sucked his deflating cock into her mouth and sucked him dry. She needed every drop and milked him with a hand to his balls. 

Would this exorcise those degrading acts performed in the summer camp? They had done this terrible thing to her. They had twisted her inside so she needed to be mistreated. The idea was cut short quickly tossed aside to think about the present.

She was a teacher on her knees before a student behaving like his whore. This must stop. She watched him pull his clothes together, tucking his cock back into his college uniform trousers.

"From now on you had better rub grease into your bottom every morning just in case I want it. No wait! You can get dressed when I say you can." He backed out of the door with it wide open.

'He is turning into a monster.' She thought. "Yes my hero." She agreed, to keep him happy. She had meant to tell him 'no', but she noticed he had her panties in his hand. The door was wide open and anyone at this side of the classroom would see her kneeling naked on the floor. 

She heard the classroom door open and her class talking excitedly. Terrified of being seen naked by them she cringed on the floor not daring to move. 

"OK! You can get dressed now." He casually told her.

Lara scrambled to her feet to pull the dress on and straighten herself ready for the class. There was no time to check much before they filed in and took to their seats. The door was wide open and she pretended to look for something. 

Grabbing a handful of pens she scrambled back to her desk. She sat nervously with her thighs clamped together so awfully aware she wore no panties. His fluid was starting to leak onto her thighs and she found it so embarrassing yet so very exciting. 

Again the words she had cried out reverberated through her mind. 'I deserve to be punished.' Those callous youths had done this to her. The experiences at camp had changed her so now she seemed addicted to being abused. Brian had sensed this and was fulfilling that sordid dirty need she had developed perhaps even furthering it.

Everyone had their heads down quietly studying. Brian beckoned her over and like a devoted maid she hurried over to him. At least he was at the back of the class now so no one would see her bare ass if she bent over.




Teacher's Trip Ch. 03



"Is this right Miss?" He asked innocently.

She read from a piece of paper on his desk. 'You have my sperm in your hair. Bend over and I'll pull it out! Just do it!' She trembled with panic wondering if anyone had noticed it. She bent forward over the papers on his desk as ordered. 

This was so demeaning being ordered about in her classroom but she had to do as he said for it had to be removed before someone noticed. 

With one hand he picked at a string of white beads and offered it to her lips. 

She hastily licked his fingers all the time scanning the quiet classroom. How the hell did this happen she asked herself yet again. I'm in class sucking a pupil's salty cum from his fingers. 

Feeling his hand between her legs she let out a little whimper. Someone looked across so she cleared her throat and pointed to the piece of paper making up some comment. 

His fingers hooked into her body holding her there. In any case she didn't think her legs would carry her away, they felt so weak. His sperm combined with juices from her renewed excitement covered his fingers. She felt him maneuvering for a better angle and realized what he was up to. 

His finger circled her asshole probing the tender flesh. 

"Yes, Jonathan." One of them had asked a question. "Oh!" Lara exclaimed on feeling a finger delve into her ass. Struggling to bring her attention back to Jonathan she managed to confidently answer his question. Another wanted her to look at his project and she told him. "I'll be over when I'm finished here. I won't be a moment."

'I'll be over when Brian has finished finger fucking your teacher's ass and pussy.' She thought, and choked. Bending forward coughing she hoped to cover up the fact Brian was working on her like a glove puppet. 

She was ready to cum but knowing how it would take her she dare not let it happen. Since those bad lads had taken her she would aggressively growl out her orgasm in a loud voice of expletives.

Thankfully he let her go. Again she had to read a note on his desk. To add insult to the abuse she had to tell him out load in front of the class. "Thank you Brian, that was good, well done." Lara quivered inside, her whole stomach churning. 

How was she expected to recover from her ordeal if she was to let a pupil finger her in class before everyone then thank him for the abuse? What was more disturbing was how quickly she became excited by his touch. 

The whole day had been one torment after another. She was exhausted from one near climax after another. No sooner had she escaped his teasing the process would start all over again. 

Lara thought about how she had reacted in the cupboard with him. She had submitted so quickly and completely, he had reduced her to a pitiful wreck willing to submit to anything. How could she possibly let him get away with that again? ***

Driving to the airport Lara tried not to think about what she had been through over the last three weeks. Every day Brian had abused her body and mind and even though she had enjoyed it she just couldn't let it continue. 

He had her exactly where he wanted her, feeding her addiction to that horrid abuse. She had thought it would pass but the feelings persisted until she realized he wasn't helping only making things worse. It wasn't his fault he probably didn't even realize what he was doing to her, so she had to get away.

She had told the principle her father was seriously ill and needed time off to visit him. The big challenge was what excuse she would give to daddy when she arrived home. 

At the airport she would decide whether to get a ticket home or to somewhere relaxing, away from it all. It was Friday evening and the drive was torture in heavy traffic when all she wanted was to be quickly as far away from the school as possible. 

Every time she closed her eyes she saw those young men's taunts and that had made sleep so very difficult. She felt exhausted. Eventually she found a spot in a far corner of the airport car park.

She sat there a moment trying a yoga technique to help relax not wanting to board the plane like a fugitive in a panic. Reaching into the trunk for the overnight bag she was roughly shoved and fell into it. The lid slammed shut. "No!" She yelled. In the dark she cried out in fear. Was this Brian preventing her from escaping or someone else?

The car sped away through the car park and out into the traffic. Lara Hugged herself in a ball, in fear, knowing this must be a nightmare and she would awake flopped over the steering wheel.

After what seemed an age, but was only twenty minutes, they turned off the road onto a dirt track. She was bounced around in the trunk receiving bruises along the way.

Three lads grabbed her from the trunk and pulled her along the grass into what seemed a large wooden shed. She lost a shoe but didn't notice. She tried to squirm free but they had a firm hold of her. 

From a wooden beam hung a rope and for a terrifying moment thought she was to be hung. They slipped her wrists into the ready made loop and pulled her arms up above her head.

'It's all happening again!' She thought. 'I can't stand this, not again.' She moaned.

"So teach we meet again. Welcome to our gang house." Rodriguez said.

Her eyes focused on the youth standing before her. He was short but muscular and looked strong. His soft skin gave him the look of an overgrown baby. She recognized him from camp. This was the one who led the Latino youths to almost rape her. 

She couldn't speak. What could she say? From experience she knew they would do what ever they liked with her; whatever she pleaded there would be no mercy. She prayed her hero, Brian, would come to the rescue but there seemed little hope of that.

"We have unfinished business teacher. At camp I found out what college you are working. One of the guys followed you from college to find where you lived and then we planned a little surprise for you. It was a surprise for us when you didn't go home this evening. Never mind, you are here now." He smiled.

Lara looked around the room seeing faces she recognized and others she didn't. She counted six of them. In the centre of the room under a bare bulb was a table surrounded by chairs where some of them sat staring at her.

She needed to ask what they were up to but couldn't summon the strength to ask. Besides she was fearful of the answer knowing what it would be. ***

Brian paced up and down in Lara's lounge. He had heard something was planned for his teacher and she hadn't arrived home. He had begun to think of her as his pet bringing a new meaning to the phrase teacher's pet. "Teacher pet, where are you?" He said, sounding worried.

Yesterday Miguel had said he would find out from contacts what was going on but only rumors had filtered through so far. His friend Miguel was older than the group at camp but they had older brothers and he pulled in favors.

The phone rang and Brian jumped to it. "The group from camp has a gang house on the edge of town. A guy named Rodriguez runs things from there. If she isn't there maybe we can find out where. Meet me outside in ten minutes and we'll drive out there? Have you got the money? Are you sure you're up for this? OK." His friend said. ***

Lara didn't look at the two who walked in merely groaning inwardly at the thought of two more tormentors.

"Hi Miguel, what are you doing here?" Rodriguez asked suspiciously. 

"I heard you had some action. Brought someone with money, you refusing that or do you want some?" Miguel challenged him.

Rodriguez looked Brian up and down with disdain. "If he has money I might let him play." 

Lara saw the young lad walk into the light and recognized him. She gasped. It was her hero, Brian. Her heart leaped and she wanted to cry out to him. The feelings of joy at his presence darted through her mind at the possibility of escape. All at once she realized the danger he was in and wanted him to run from here to safety. At the same time she needed him to hold her, to protect her from these animals.

Brian unfurled an impressive bank roll from wiping out Lara's credit cards. Without being asked he pulled up a chair and sat with the money before him. Miguel had been right. The sight of all that money overcame their suspicion. With greed lighting his eyes Rodriguez sat down opposite him.

"Open a new pack Jimmy. Shuffle them Tony. The rules are simple. Whoever wins the round gets to take something off teacher; first the dress, then the bra, then the panties. Whatever is uncovered gets played with. At the end of the evening the winner of the game gets to take her away."

Lara sagged in the bonds in despair feeling degraded at the thought they were playing cards for the sport of stripping her naked. The humiliation was intolerable. What was most frightening was the idea that the winner would take her away. What would happen to her then?

Brian purposely didn't look at Lara for fear of revealing his special interest in her. Though he had a chance to win and take her home the idea was to follow her to the final destination then plan a rescue whatever happened in the game.

"I'll see you." Rodriguez said. Tony spread his cards out on the table. "Two aces! Damn that beats my two kings. Ok! You know what to do, enjoy." 

Lara watched intently as Tony approached her. He had a nervous tick under one eye. She needed to smile at him to gain some sympathy but knew her face was drawn into a crooked grimace. 

"I'm a teacher Tony, don't do it. Please Tony. You'll be in trouble when they find out." 

"Shut up bitch. He won fare and square. Off with the dress Tony and get back to the game." Rodriguez growled at him.

Tony didn't say a word. He took a hold of the hem of the dress slowly lifting it up until it was around her waist. He watched her squirm pressing her thighs together obviously uncomfortable. 

"I can't believe I'm doing this." He laughed nervously. He was lifting the dress of a teacher, from a different college, but still a teacher. It seemed all the more thrilling that she was from a college for rich kids. With a sharp tug the seam parted and the material ripped up a seam. The sound was a satisfactory tearing sound.

It was a sound of hell ripping open for Lara. She closed her eyes unable to look at him ogling her body. He had a broad grin on his face as he peeled what was left of the dress from around her.

He leaned in to kiss her neck. At his touch she opened both eyes wide remembering the rules. Anywhere uncovered he could touch. He went down onto his knees and licked her thighs careful not to touch her panties. He knew everyone was watching so kept to the rules.

The sensuous touch was pulling at her mind but she wouldn't let it her drag her down. She had to stay aloof; to stay cool, for worse was to come. Knowing how addicted she was to being abused the inevitable state of excitement would be appallingly degrading.

She watched money pile up in the centre of the table with everyone now wanting a piece of the action. This hand was for her bra, sending waves of embarrassment through her mind. All she could do was watch them hoping Brian had some plan.

Jimmy won her bra. He was less reluctant than his friend. Everyone watched attentively as he slipped the straps from her shoulders. It wasn't going to work with her arms tied above her head. 

Lara hoped this was the chance Brian and his friend were awaiting for. When she was untied they were sure to snatch her away from this terrible place and these outrageous animals.

She saw the knife between her breasts. "No! Please don't do this to me. I didn't tell anyone before. I won't tell anyone if you let me go. Please!" 

With a steady hand the knife sliced the front of the bra. In the silence they all heard it drop to the floor like a discarded burger rapper.

"Nice tits teacher." Jimmy told her. He reached toward them eager to sample his prize.

"No! Please. You don't have to do this. Don't touch them. They're mine no one should just take them. Please don't." She pleaded. It all seemed so inevitable she couldn't fight it anymore. 

"You can have them back when I'm finished with them teacher." He chuckled. His hands roughly rubbed her breasts squeezing the nipples. There was little attempt at subtlety he merely mauled them trying to get his moneys worth. 

She looked away not wanting to see Brian forced to watch her breasts being mistreated. She felt her nipples growing denying the wish to remain calm. It was a greater torment knowing her hero could see his teacher's breasts being man handled so roughly. He too could do nothing but watch.

Brian won the next hand and her panties. He had tormented her in class but that had been their game, for them alone. Here everyone could see them together, her hero and his pet teacher.

With eyes shut tight she felt her panties being pulled down her legs. She needed to cry out to him, to save her not humiliate her. There was little point. He had to do it or blow the chance to save her. 

On his knees he guided the panties from around her feet then kissed her between the legs. Her clean shaven pussy was laid bare before all of them. It too was growing and would soon be glistening.

"That's enough. Now, back to the game guy, I want this finished up quick. You can all see what you are playing for. Teacher here is some hot chick. If you win her you can keep her for as long as you want. When you're finished with her I'll buy her off you. OK!" 

"You can't do this to me. It's disgusting, you animals. You can't just play a game of cards for me like some fair ground prize. Stop it now! Please, just let me go." Lara complained, sounding pitiful. 

Rodriguez stood up and slapped her ass. "Shut it teacher or I'll use something harder on you." He picked up a length of rubber hose and waggled it in her face. "It looks harmless enough but it hurts. It doesn't leave marks either; very important with the plans I have for you." He told her.

"What do you mean?" She whimpered. 

"You'll see sooner or later. It depends on who wins the next hand whether I get you sooner or later teacher." Rodriguez smiled with a leer.

The thought of being taken away and kept by one of these hoodlums was terrifying for it could mean only one thing. The way she had been reacting to rough treatment meant she was incapable of resisting anything they wanted to do to her. More likely she would be like a bitch on heat begging for more. 

She started to squirm under the rope knowing it was useless but could not bear just standing there naked before them. She froze quit still. She felt the grease in her ass sticky between her cheeks. That morning like any other she had greased herself as ordered knowing it was a threat rather than a reality with her hero. Just another humiliation she willing endured.

What frightened her now was the disgrace of someone finding her bottom ready slicked with grease. What would they think? They could not possibly fail to infer she had prepared her ass for a man to take it. Her poor virgin ass was ready for some stranger to take and she could do nothing to stop them. 

Anyone in that room only needed to glance at her body to see she was excited and ready, her pussy swollen and wet. The humiliation was turning her on again to be the teacher slut she had become. She dreaded this state of disgrace she had fallen into and these three had pushed her down into the filth where she crawled on her belly like a sow blissfully in the mire.

Lara watched the game intently hoping for a miracle, desperately needing Brian to win her freedom from these young gangsters. The humiliation was unbearable yet she dare not speak out for fear of punishment from Rodriguez. What did he mean he had plans for her?

The cards are turned over as though in slow motion intensifying the agony. Brian and the gang leader the only ones left in the game. She closed her eyes unable to tolerate the anxiety coursing through her body. Eventually she had to look. They sat quietly staring at the cards. Brian's face said it all, he had lost.

"Well teacher you belong to me now. We have some unfinished business after our interruption in the woods." Rodriguez told her. He tied a rope around her neck then cut her down with a swift slash of a knife. 

She slumped to the floor but he gave her no respite. Either she would be dragged away or crawl on hands and knees. 

Brian watched her crawl away toward the door unable to stop them. He tightened his fists on the table crushing the cards he still held. His beautiful teacher's ass wiggled and her breasts moved in rhythm with every unsteady movement. He couldn't stand the little sobs she gave out from fear rather than from the pain in her knees. 

His friend had warned him not to make a move if this happened. They had to pretend not to know her otherwise the opportunity to follow them would be lost. The other gang members would hold them at their club house until Rodriguez had spirited her away into the night.

They followed the procession out to where the gang members shove the naked teacher into the back of a car. Brian didn't want to think what would happen to her. His friend cheerily made lewd comments about her naked ass and wished Rodriguez good luck with her.

As soon as the car made its way down the track they moved off to follow. "Don't lose her will you Miguel; what ever you do don't lose her." Brian told his friend.

Keeping three cars back so as not to alert them they followed their prey through the city. It was made a little easier as the car had one red light out. Miguel kept his promise. They drove past a darkened warehouse where the car had pulled in. 

Turning the corner Miguel asked. "Did you take note of which one they entered?" 

"Burned into my memory! What do we do next?" Brian exhaled at last relaxing from his vigil.

"We take a look to see how we can get in there and get back out again. These buildings are abandoned so they must have broken in. We need to find another way in as they will be guarding the entrance." Miguel told him. He also told him what they were planning and Brian nearly broke down in anguish. His anger flared giving him the strength to carry out their plan.

Walking round the block they came to what must be the back of the building. It was dark without street lights giving them plenty of cover and the building showed a flicker of light from behind a boarded up window.

The fire escape was old and rusted but would hold their weight. A few abandoned crates gave them a quiet boost up to the ladder and they were on their way to the second floor. 

"This fire door opens from the inside and it doesn't look jammed." Miguel rummaged through a bag and produced a crow bar. "Do we risk it?"

"Go ahead." Brian said.

The door gave way easily not making too much noise. The sound of excited voices wafted out at them making them frieze. There were no shouts directed at them. The voices carried on in the same excited buzz.

A mirror was produced from the same bag to be placed near the floor directed round the corner of the corridor. They could see a line of about a dozen young guys talking, obviously buzzing with excitement. 

The two friends looked at each other in disgust at what was going on. "We can't get in this way but we could certainly break out. I'll leave it open and even if it gets shut it works from the inside easy enough." He told his young friend. "How do we get in there?" Brian asked his friend.

"No idea. We could try going round the front and joining the queue. At least you can, I'd be recognized. If you can get in I'll wait here for you. Let's get back round there and see what's going down." ***

Lara had been pushed and shoved from the car into an old abandoned warehouse. There was no one on the street to see her naked body but that wasn't something she was considering at the moment. 




Teacher's Trip Ch. 03



She had been kidnapped, stripped of her clothes, and driven naked across town with no idea where she was. How could she run around without clothes even if there were the chance to escape? 

They led her by the rope around her neck up the steps into the building. "No! Please cover me up. You can't let those lads see me like this." She protested. Digging in her heels she tried to stop them taking her further into the warehouse. 

The heavy fire door almost swung shut with Rodriguez on the inside and one of his young thugs with her on the outside. The older one was still in the car. She pushed backward at the one holding the rope and they almost fell down the steps. 

Rodriguez grabbed the rope and she tumbled in through the door choking. He led her past the line of young lads silently watching the naked woman. They were mesmerized by the sight of her breasts bouncing as she tried to keep up.

"Down on your knees teacher." He pushed her to the floor where she gave a little whimper at being so degraded before the rough looking youths. 

'He seems determined to humiliate me. What is he going to do with me next?' She wondered in fear. 

"Listen up guys. As promised I've delivered the white bitch to you." The line of young men suddenly came back to life with a ragged cheer, whistles and derogatory shouts.

"Get your money ready and hand it over to Tony. No credit. Remember the venue changes each night so stay in touch to find out where we meet tomorrow. Another rule, don't tell anyone about this without asking me first or you get kicked off the list. We don't bother with anyone under eighteen, and no one over nineteen. Ok let's party." Rodriguez shouted at the line of young men. He didn't want anyone his older brother's age finding out or the guy would take over this operation before he made any money.

Lara had to crawl past them while they commented on her swinging breasts and her wiggling bottom as her hips swayed with each movement. As she went past them they attempted to touch her but their hands were batted aside by Tony following her. Some made it and she felt her body squeezed as she went by. 

Lara was led into a room still wondering what was going on. Was this some illegal party venue and if so what was she doing here. Perhaps he just wanted to show her off to everyone as some sort of trophy.

There was a big bed in the centre of the room. On seeing it Lara gave a start and refused to crawl any further. 

"What are you going to do to me? No! You can't do this I'm a teacher for pity's sake, you should show me some respect. You're just vile youths you cant, no, I won't."

The two of them grabbed her by the hair and forced her onto it. A rope was twisted around her wrists and back to the iron bed head forcing her arms above her head. They grabbed her flailing ankles and tied them to the foot of the bed with a rope around each bed leg. She lay sprawled in the centre of the bed panting from the exertion of the useless resistance.

Rodriguez sat on the edge of the bed smiling at her. She was infuriated at his insolence, at being so easily trapped, and how stupid she had been for not reporting him at summer camp. Her father was a rich banker and she was a teacher surely this forded some protection, some respect, from these animals. 

She brought her breathing under control enough to speak. The same mistake wouldn't be made again. She would try to be reasonable and not insult them so it was important not to lose her temper, besides she was in no position to anger them. This was far worse than being helpless in camp.

"Just let me go. Untie me please. I promise not to escape. At least throw something over me, to cover my body. What are you going to do with me?" She asked, as though it were a mystery.

"I thought of this when we found out you were teaching at that rich college. I thought it would be a good idea if the poor kids in this city had a chance for you to teach them something." He chuckled.

"I sent a message round for them to bring their pocket money over to be taught by a sexy white teacher. You can teach them here in bed. All of them are ready for you Miss, all excited and waiting for their teacher. They were punctual and eager to learn Miss." He said. Leaning forward he brushed a lock of auburn hair away form her eyes.

"What do you mean? I can't see them like this. They are young men, they'll see between my legs. Please let me go. I promise not to say anything. I didn't tell on you last time did I! My father is rich so he'll pay you to release me. Whatever you ask, just tell me." She pleaded. 

"Not so fast teacher. Don't you want to teach these poor kids? I shall let you go eventually. My older brother runs a couple of whores so I know what I'm doing. You're going to be a pocket money whore teacher. These guys can't afford college but they can afford you. They pick up a little pocket money from part time jobs or running messages. They bring their money and they get to fuck you."

"No! You can't do that to me please, please, please. I beg you let me go." She cried in alarm. She stared with eyes wide open, her nostrils flaring, not believing what she heard. She watched his pudgy lips move confirming it was this monster saying those terrible things.

"Sure, I'll untie you when we're finished tonight. After a week or so you'll get used to it and I won't have to tie you to the bed. I've seen it before, your all self righteous now but soon you'll get used to it and settle down. You'll just give in and do as you're told. If it takes longer then I'll get you on drugs. I've got plans for you teacher.

When you're worn out I'll get someone else. Thanks for the reminder though. I'll contact your dad and get him to pay you out of here, when I'm finished with you. He can have what's left of you, for a price. There are a lot of them waiting for you so make yourself ready." He told her with stern look.

Lara whimpered quietly. "No! Please tell me you're joking, trying to frighten me. Don't do this. I haven't done anything to you. Please, I'll pleasure you like no one has ever done it to you before. I'll give you everything, do anything you want. I promise it will be good." She said while squirming at the bonds spreading her across the bed.

"It's five dollars to fuck your mouth. Those juicy red lips will look so tempting I'm sure you'll get some buyers for that. It's ten for your pussy and twenty for your tight little ass. I'm going for quantity not quality, or rather you are. So now you know how cheap you are pretty white teacher. You're a real cheap whore. Very soon you won't need to be tied up because you'll give up the struggle and won't care what happens. You'll just fuck whoever comes in however they like it."

Lara was stunned. She was to be used as a cheap whore. Was it possible he was going to turn her from a respectable teacher into a cheap prostitute? She could imagine it was possible. She had already been affected by what happened at the summer camp. A dozen of these animals taking her every night would be devastating. He said she would be 'worn out', did that mean physically or mentally, or both.

Her only hope was for Brian to rescue her for no one knew she was missing. 'Damn!' She thought. That was another mistake. She had told the school she was going to her fathers and had told him she was going on a sabbatical. If anyone contacted him he would think she had run away from some difficulty as usual.

It was no use she was there to stay. She knew why that line of youths was there and wondered how many there were. It seemed like more than a dozen of them were outside when she crawled past them. How could she cope with all of them in one night? She would be ravaged by all that young virility, all that youthful energy and all that sperm.

She closed her eyes trying not to cry, meaning to remain in control with some hope of talking them out of it. They were young and inexperienced perhaps they wouldn't manage to take her. She thought of the mess she would be in if they all fucked her poor little white pussy and heaved a dry sob.

She felt a hand over her pussy and opened her eyes in disgust at the touch. 

"Your nice white skin looks so perfect, unblemished, it needs some decoration. I think I'll have you tattooed. I haven't made my mind up yet, perhaps just 'slut hole' will do or something more fancy. Something that says you are owned by Rodriguez. You need to be pierced too. Some rings through your clit and nipples for a start." He laughed and walked out. ***

It had been easy to enter the battered old door where he told a young thug he had been invited by Rodriguez. The bastard had gone downstairs to count his money, which was fortunate. Brian joined the end of the queue. He counted twelve of them before him and cringed at the idea they would be in there before him. 

"How much money have you got?" Another young thug asked. 

"I've got ten dollars." He answered wondering if it was enough.

"That will buy you the white bitch's mouth for a blow job or her pussy." He said.

Brian just stood there in denial. His emotions wavered between anger and disgust. How could they do this to his wonderful teacher? He wanted to rush to her but knew that would just get him kicked out. His friend was waiting around the back so it was up to him now. He was her hero and he would save her.

The fire alarm started ringing and a dribble of water pathetically dropped from a point in the ceiling. Everyone stood gaping wondering what to do. "It's a fire alarm." Someone said. Pelted with vile comments he backed up against the wall. 

Brian spoke up. "The fire department and the cops will be on their way I guess." He said casually. The thug taking their money and keeping the line in order swore and ran for the stairs to get his boss.

At that the others panicked and ran after him. Brian whooped and ran for the door where his beloved teacher was. He ignored her indelicate position more concerned with getting her out before Rodriguez turned up.

Brian sliced through the rope and she curled up into a tight ball hugging her naked body squeezing it hard with her arms, pinching it with her fingers. He put his arms around her to comfort her. "It's me. It's Brian. I'm here to rescue you. Come on lets go, now!" 

He guided her to the door taking as much of her weight as he could. They could hear Rodriquez and his gang pounding up the stairs. Brian half dragged her down the corridor in the other direction around the corner toward the fire escape. He was sop relieved to see his friend there as he couldn't struggle with her weight anymore.

They carried her down the fire escape almost dropping her the last few feet to the ground only she had become animated wanting to fight them off. She jumped and tumbled into the dirt. A shout form the fire escape gave them fresh energy to stumble to the fence.

Heedless of cut feet she let them pull her through a hole into the street and into the car. She was free but didn't seem to notice while curled up in a ball on the back seat crying.