Chapter 8

Word of Miss Davenport’s remise of power and terror and her decision to remain on staff but with limited and monitored exposure spread like wildfire. Alexis came through with what I asked of her and the first name I searched for was hers. I wanted to know her relationships, her needs, and her kinks. I could make her my right-hand woman but I had to know everything about her first.

While looking for her name I came upon another name I didn’t expect to see. Someone I considered a close friend and often spent time with outside of work. How did I not see this? How could she look me in the eye during drinks of a dinner and not show me the deviancy inside of her? Her track record was with both boys and girls and her favorite of them all was Derik. I knew Cynthia better than all the others so this came as a shock. When I asked about what she knew about my friend she said she does enjoy all and they enjoy her because she enjoys being bound and used. She loves to be degraded and humiliated. I have witnessed with my own eyes where the boys took her in the boy’s bathroom and urinated on her. She is harmless to them, would never be mean or abusive but I know if any of the teachers needed to take out frustrations they too would use her and she would gratefully allow it.

It was both disturbing and arousing that my friend was so different that the person I knew. I asked Alexis to bring her to the girl’s locker room after classes were over. that would be where I conducted things but not in the brutal ways of before. She left me to finish my classes and during which I received numerous requests in the form of text messages. Teachers now understood that I would oversee everything. No more taking of a student on a whim. Requests for encounters, requests for something unusual. One request was for a teacher to be in audience of two stunts of the same sex, either worked to perform for her. it was endless but it was a responsibility I would take on.

I was eating my lunch in my room and replying to as many texts as I could when I received one from Derik. He asked I meet him by the basketball courts, it was important. I replied to him right away and left my unfinished salad to be eaten at another time.

“Mrs. B, I know you know everything about me and my mom and I think I can trust you. That other teacher, the coach, she scared me. I have a problem and I don’t know how to handle it. I was hoping you could do something for me.

I love my mom more than anyone in the world. I would do anything for her but she has been asking me to do something I don’t think I can. My mom wants me to get my sister to be with us now. She doesn’t go to this school; she is in private school because she is a gifted student with hope of going to an ivy league college. I know mom likes girls too and sometimes she likes me to watch her. I don’t mind but I think it would be weird to watch her lick my sister’s pussy. I have a secret she doesn’t know about. Me and my sister are fucking each other. She likes it and I do too but if I tell her mom wants her to have sex she might freak out. I don’t want to disrespect my mom and not do what she needs me to do but I don’t want to not have my sister with me either. What should I do Mrs. B”?

Big problem for a little boy. Lucky little bastard though, gets it from both mom and his sister. I found out she is a very smart fourteen-year-old and her picture showed very pretty and for her age, a cute little body. I could see why her mom would want to explore her.