Chapter 2: Finale

Just one thing after another – not quite finished.

It might will clarify things a little if you read “Just one thing after another! Before continuing with this account.

It was about a week later and I decided I needed a weekend away. I had no ill effects from the previous week but school had been difficult in the extreme. A group of boys, part of the Higgins faction, decided to have their own “adventures” and that I would be the source of their fun.

There was some disruption of lessons and several of the milder photographs of me in compromising positions with one or more of the Higgins gang were placed in my desk prior to lessons with them. The photographs alone could get me sacked and barred from teaching.

On the Wednesday, I was approached by a girl wh claimed a boy had been injured in an detached annex of the school undergoing refurbishment. I gave her a note to hand in to the staff room to explain my absence and hurried out into a gloomy overcast late afternoon to deal with the situation.

The annex was in darkness and, after checking several rooms, I was gradually coming round to the opinion that this was some kind of hoax. At the far side of the building was a large room which the workmen renovating the annex hr of light ad set up as a tea break room and rest room and as I approached it, I could see a faint glimmer of light beneath the door.

I opened it and went in.

A sheet smelling of paint and thinners was thrown over my head and my arms were seized by several pairs of hands. I stood there, held in place by the hands and spluttering idle threats against the perpetrators.

Someone spoke in my ear. “Stop struggling or you will be hurt!”

I stopped struggling as one or two of the hands were digging very painfully into my arms and body.

“Good girl!” the voice said.

A hand began undoing the buttons on my blouse and another fumbled at the waist ban of my skirt. The blouse was manouvred off my shoulders and my skirt fell to the floor.

I began to struggle again but could do little with my arms firmly gripped.

“Have a quick look at this!” said the voice and the sheet was partially pulled aside and a hand held several photographs on a mobile phone before my face. They were shocking!

In one, I was on my knees, fully dressed, in front of one of my black pupils with my mouth full of black penis. In another I was naked and being taken from the rear by one of my white pupils. The last picture was my naked body being ravaged by a large dog.

“Shall I send these to the Headteacher and the governors; Miss?” “NO!” I gasped. I heard chuckles around me.

I remained still as hands swiftly stripped me of my bra and panties. I was tugged further into the room a hand pressing my belly and back bent me over a piece of furniture, probably a desk or small table. A blindfold over my eyes replaced the sheet and a large penis nudged my labial lips several times before plunging into me. It withdrew and plunged in deeper and on the third stroke I felt it bump my cervix wherupon the owner began a rhythmic motion which drove the air out of me in regular puffs.

After a minute or so, my chin was lifted and another penis was pushed into my mouth and the snarled instruction: “Suck it, bitch!” whispered into my ear. I sucked and licked the newest intruder while unconsciously thrusting back into the strokes behind me. While this was going on, my arms were firmly gripped outstretched while other hands explored my body.

The boy in my mouth began to gasp and his rock hard penis shivered as a mass of jizz was pumped up his length to explode in a flood in my mouth, splashing into my throat forcing me to gulp and swallow it down. To my horror, I went “Mmmm” and licked my lips. He slithered out of my mouth and was immediately replaced by another abuser.

A couple of minutes later a strangled “Yes!” was followed by a redoubled pounding of my rear a rhythmic “slap, slap” of his testicles on my buttocks. A sudden heat in my belly announced his ejacualtion and he continued at a slower pace emptying his sac.

Again his withdrawal was immediadely followed by a new intrusion.

During these activities, the blindfold had slipped and I quickly glanced around and recognised nearly all the faces. There were about eight or nine boys altogether some stroking themselves as they watched the proceedings. The leader noticed this but still wiping semen from himself, sneered and said “We have pictures of this as well!”

I am not sure but about an hour later, they had all used my mouth and pussy and disappeared leaving me naked and gasping for air.

On Thursday, I had to take a group of girls out on a nature trip, collecting plants and insects and the day passed pleasantly although the secret giggles hinted at some knowledge of the previous days events.

Friday had almost passed normally when a boy bumped into me as I was heading for the staffroom. I had two free periods to do a bit of marking thus leaving my weekend unencumbered. The boy began apologising and I turned to say something to him when hands again seized my arms and tugged me into the boys’ changing rooms.

Inside, the boys were naked or wearing just underwear. I turned to leave but a group of boys barred my way. Several of them were holding up mobile phones with pictures of the previous day and despite the fact it had been non-consensual, that isn’t how the photos looked. These boys stripped me in a minute or two and forced me to my knees. I think I orally serviced about twenty penises before the bell went for home.

I got up the following morning and decided to go for a drive into the country. Honestly, I had forgotten about the Chinese man, his card and the dogs!

After breakfast I climbed into my car and set off. I was idling along a pretty country lane when I saw the sign of the camp where last week’s shocking incidents occurred. I glanced across as I passed but didn’t enter. I was a little miffed as it was some time since breakfast and I was hungry, I began looking for a pub or shop to buy some food.

A little further on was a small village but no sign of a pub or shop. I passed through the village and was grateful to see a garage with a combined mini market. As I approached, I debated driving on to the nearest big town but decided I couuld pick up the ingredients for a picnic and dine in the countryside.