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