Episode 260: CHAIN REACTION

4:10 PM! Horton-Dexter High School. Principal’s office! A certain principal just missed Piper Cherry heading up to detention by five minutes.

“Let’s take a look at that camera footage Piper mentioned earlier.”

Carl Manley sat at his desk after returning from the main office. Finding a post-it-note on his laptop he sighed. “Good call Counsellor. At least the Pajama Day on Monday gives the students and faculty four days to plan.” Having already typed up a memo he quickly made a copy and stood back up to walk out to the bulletin board. With big bold letters saying PAJAMA DAY MONDAY and a set of rules saying nothing too pinned up, he sighed looking back at the hallway camera. Ever observing him the twinkling pin lights beneath it let him know that he was being watched. Grimacing with defeat Carl removed an ink pen from his shirt pocket and intentionally crossed out the nothing too revealing part. Below the note he scribbled in, “Please be considerate of others.” Same principle, same principal! Closing the glass lid and locking it he returned to his office.

No texts from Watchtower he felt relieved. Although Pajama Day was something fun for the student body, he just knew the upper class were going to abuse it. His luck Piper would wear a negligee. “What does it matter anymore. I’ve started caving more to the Tower’s wishes. Letting Josie teach in the nude pretty much gives everyone a free pass. Piper runs around naked half the time, but at least that is primarily in the halls. Squash that, she’s body surfed naked from the gym to my office. That day set the bar. By my letting her get away with that she’s now going all out. I hope the Tower is happy corrupting my kids. If I could walk away unscathed I would. Marge keeps me locked in. I need the money. Now that I agreed to go halves on Jesse’s home I’m locked in even tighter. I shouldn’t give a shit when other principals around the city are reaping the benefits of pressuring students to be so active sexually. It’s fucking cruel. We’re all going to hell.”

Sighing, he cracked his knuckles and opened his laptop. Rewinding the days recordings, he began with lunch hour while he was gone. He did not want to oversee Piper and that nasty fucker Whitmore Bolger. He got his due today when the cops confiscated his toys, two fifteen-year-old orphans he often took out on dates. The Catholic organization God’s Gift virtually promoting underage sex and turning their helpless residents into playthings for the despicable. Many of them groomed upon arrival there were sold off under the table like prostitutes in the night. Who knew what became of them as adults. He shivered to think. Surely Watchtower was not child trafficking out of state. For all of their faults Carl was unaware of anything so dark as to murder. He prayed not! Sadly, Carl was not a religious man.

“Mimi! Mimi! Mimi!” He watched her leave the front entrance of the school during lunch. Walking out toward the favored birch tree he observed Roger Dundee losing his pants to cheerleaders and allowing them to give him a body massage. All of his attendees shared in a hand job. Students watching seemed to accept the scene well, even as Mimi Alexander removed her yellow dress and threw it aside. Totally nude students cheered her on as she straddled Roger Dundee by surprise. “That should be me.” Carl sighed. As if tortured his monitor went all static for a moment and a new full screen pose showed Mimi face forward riding Roger’s dick with zest. The camera angle was certainly not one of his school cameras. “Someone recorded them with a cellphone.” The zoom in feature vividly shared her cunt swallowing up his monster cock, juices flowing around it. “I can only imagine that was Potter doing the recording. He loves rubbing it in that he has control over my daughter.” Well, like a daughter, one he adored.

From beginning to end of Potter’s filming Mimi thrived. Cheerleaders caught in the scene were looking spooked and got up to leave. Once Mimi and Roger shared a glorious climax Mimi climbed off and walked away, film ending until his school cameras returned to his laptop screen.” I love how Watchtower can just preempt my feeds with these private overlap dances. The tech they have is pretty amazing. I just wish they wouldn’t use shit like that to stir up my anger. I know they’re testing me. Not much I can do about it unfortunately.”

From there he saw Potter as she walked out to the street leaving her dress behind. “At least Roger had sense enough to try rescuing her.” After a few minutes Mimi walked back with Dundee and into the school. Trailing her with multiple cameras indoors he saw Mimi lose her dress again on the staircase. “I already know how this skin flick ends, I was there.” The hallway gangbang alongside Josie McKellen.

Ignoring Mimi for a spell he rewound other teachers to see Jaycya Eccles before the hallway insanity. As prompted by Piper he observed Jaycya being eaten out by Nolan Proctor during class but hidden by her desk while Piper watched. School bell ringing ended his feast only until after the classroom had gone off for lunch hour. Nolan just outside returned, and Jaye locked her door. Stripping the boy naked she slapped him in the face a few times then kissed him as if reward. Kiss severed she lost her dress and forced him to lie on the floor and jerk himself off. Her heels remaining on she literally crushed his scrotum, Nolan crying out in pain but refusing to run. “Yep! Eccles is definitely a Trix. I’m betting Watchtower is jumping for joy over her inclusion.”

Moving onward to Josie McKellen in her own classroom during lunch he watched her being hammered by the basketball team. He waved it off as nothing new. With no camera on the third story, he missed out on Jaye’s further exploits with Nolan and Percy St. Croix, the whole football team treated to her nudity. It didn’t matter. “Now what were those boys hauling upstairs from Rice’s woodshop?” Covered well his guesses were lost to the fading camera angles. “After I told the Jock Flock to step up encouraging the ladies, they probably formulated their own plans. I’ll just wait and hear what becomes of that.”

Mavis Hale using a monster dildo over lunch, Angus Furlong caught eating her out, and her struggles with a very active dress too small for her he had to chuckle. “Her toy must be Piper’s. That monster hasn’t left her grasp long today until now.” Watching Piper come downstairs and straddle that toy in front of Roger Dundee, the science teacher stepping out to fuck her face during class was fun. Again, nothing new! Rewinding hallway footage further he spotted Deidre Selby also being face-fucked by Dundee. “Damn, Roger! Busy day! Students prowling the halls nagged at him, but he let it go.

“Now what have we here?”

The McKellen twins stood outside the restrooms when they should have both been in class. After seeing the Booker Brothers go into the men’s room, Carl noted the two girls switching rings and cellphones. “So, they are switching identities. I need to keep a closer eye on Josie’s ... little Josie’s. Another two years those girls will be their mother’s splitting image. So, the one going into the men’s room has to be Sable. Which means Dakota is in the girl’s room.”

Watching further seemed pointless until he noticed Neo Pryor trying to get into the locked men’s room then hightailing it into the girl’s room. “I can’t really blame the guy. Looks like he was ready to burst.” Keeping tabs on the time stamp he fast forwarded that same camera for ten minutes later until activity resumed. “Oh, hell! Travis Herbert was in the men’s room. Here comes Dakota playing Sable by the looks of it. Yep! Look at Dakota look grossed out after a kiss. In the process of the fast tracking, he also saw Neo Pryor and Deidre Selby leave the girls room prior to Sable’s men’s room exit. “Sable’s getting brave. No dress on in the hallway. And there is the switch off of cellphones and class rings. Sable must have done something with the Booker’s while Travis presumed, she was Dakota. That poor kid! I’m starting to think Sable is worse than her sister.”

Shrugging it off he examined later in the day. Nearly skipping Edwin Connelly’s class, Dakota McKellen stripping naked made him zero in and watch her tease her class and Edwin. “Ed’s going to pop a blood vessel. Seeing him talking to Mavis earlier only compiles to his blood pressure. Chalk it up!” He had to laugh at Dakota’s crawling about under his desk then his chair to retrieve pieces of chalk while Edwin was busting a nut without touching himself. “Yep! That’s Josie’s clone. Do I intervene or just let this shit continue? If I get after the girls now, then I’ll be forced to eat my words in letting Josie do her thing. Ah! Dakota started a trend. Look at Ginger Branson, Katrina Worley, and Danica Hyatt flashing. I can only imagine those three will step it up now that Dakota is getting a free pass. Hell, the cheerleaders alone are going to go out of their way to press their luck. I give up! Watchtower would reconsider replacing me if I put a stop to anything.” Defeated, he watched further as Angus Furlong nearly undressed Dakota again in the hallway, students loving it.

“Culprits everywhere! It’s not like I haven’t heard rumors of Dakota down the hall at her locker. I ... now why are the cheerleaders going into the library. I know for a fact they all have different classes. This is worth investigating.” Trailing them in along with Dakota McKellen he saw the ladies disappear behind a series of bookcases. Obstructed from the camera, he did notice dresses being tossed over books from what few angles he could capture.

“Naked cheerleaders! Not as common as you might thing but not ruled out. Mostly under the bleachers. I need to get over all of this, it’s only going to get worse. Yep! There goes Dakota naked and seating herself with Nathan Lowe. Great! Now she has his dick out. At least a lot of the students seem oblivious. Perbert on the prowl, what’s he up to now?” Spying through the bookcases the camera caught Travis beating off then busted by Andrea Beckett. “Oh, good lord! I think Herbert nutted on Andrea. That boy is just plain looking for trouble.” Then he saw Travis get his dick caught in his zipper. “I’ve had enough! You deserved that one.”

With the school closing most everyone had left for the day outside of Piper and the Jocks. Although he did note the Nerd Herd leaving in bulk. “Ebonn Craig’s bunch. I wonder where they’re headed if not detention with Piper.” As if on cue Carl felt his cellphone vibrate. Checking the message for identity he puckered with interest. “Jin Zellers!” Proceeding to read her text it said, “Hey Carl! I had time this morning to stop by the school. I intended to meet you in person but heard you went home for the day. I did introduce myself to Ruth and Roman. Even played a short game of basketball with the Nerd Herd. Just a heads-up Piper suckered me out of my bra, so the Nerd Herd were all up on me. Please don’t hold that against me, I just felt compelled to be honest with you. I was telling Roman that I thought a few of them might actually be good at basketball. Not my decision of course, that’s Coach Gunther’s area once he starts. Anyway, thank you again for being patient with my schedule. I won’t let you down. See you more than likely on Friday. Bye!” Cell sat down he chuckled over how fast Piper moved.

“Lost your bra, huh?” He went back to his camera feeds and located Jin’s activities in the gym. First Piper’s risqué teasing then suckering Jin out of her bra. The game with the Nerd Herd sweaty and all too confining Carl had to chuckle. “Looks like you have some admirers. Those boys are second skin more than second string.” Following her out with Roman he spotted the Nerd Herd spying on conversation. “Hmm! If Waldo Moot is eavesdropping this has to be good.” Cameras plentiful, he continued watching Jin as she was followed out by the Herd. He was also privy to seeing Damon Rice and Marci VanCamp with Coach Ruth Dunbar. “Don’t drop those cabinets, Teller.” Whew!

“I need to get home.” Closing shop, he took his laptop home with him. Locking the office door, he headed out the turnstile. Carlos overlooked a whole lot more, but he could always watch further exploits from home.

4:25 PM! The home of Carl Manley!

“Do you think I should go downstairs and at least let Nadine go use the potty?”

Diana Becker-Ramshaw sat in the living room with her ailing sister Margaret. Shortly after Marge’s hubby, Principal Carl Manley had returned to his duties at Horton-Dexter High School Marge had gotten out of bed and plopped right back down on the sofa. Diana keeping her company was always pleasant, the sisters were very close. Now, after experiencing what she had with not only Nadine Moss but Carl himself, Diana was becoming antsy.

Carl had chained the caregiver to her bedroom wall and gave Diana orders to leave her there. This was all-new to Diana. The whole BDSM thing, something she denied herself due to their father a four star General. Her own husband Colonel Troy Ramshaw was also into the hobby as she called it, yet she chose not to participate like her sister. In Carl’s case he gave up his slaves years ago to be with only Margaret which set him back on the man he used to be. Margaret was dying, she knew it. With Carl in the dark due to her, that info would inevitably hurt him. She had cut a deal with her doctor to keep her health file closed. Carl by all rights should know but failed to dig deeper. Sure, a lawsuit could be won but General Daddy had the pull to seal it for his baby. Maybe the General wanted a war to keep him occupied.

Carl would inevitably discover the truth someday in the not-too-distant future. Margaret loved her man, her son, so very much that she tried her hardest to bluff the world so as not to make them fawn over her. Not even Diana knew the full extent of her cancer progression. Prolonged the best it could be, Marge possibly had six months to a year left. In that duration she had concluded that her job was to bring back the man she unfortunately neutered just to be with her. For a strong dominant soul like Carl possessed, that took everything he had to behave and love his wife how he felt she should be loved. One son to carry on, even he was held back in seeing so much. Jesse knew the stories but also understood why his parents refrained. They simply wanted to raise their son the best they could. Job well done! Even if Jesse was suddenly taking interest in his own dominant genes. Seeing more in the last week than ever before Jesse was digging it.

Since unexpectedly meeting his father’s old slave Twyla Parris at the Surplus store, learning she was also one of the hottest strippers in Nashville he became obsessed with the woman. Even at almost 40 she carried herself like a teenager in body and poise. Once the last name identity connection was made, Twyla found herself reflecting back to her less than a year with Carl during boot camp. A year that she worshipped! Although after graduation and being sent overseas a good long while the communications ended. Now that her tours were over, she recently settled back in her hometown of Nashville to jumpstart her life. Being her own person was fine, but the second she knew who Jesse was, her soul became chained again. Jesse spoke of his own demands, telling her not to get in touch with his father but to let him reintroduce them. Respect to this point had kept her mum. That would change come tomorrow.

“Carl said to ignore Nadine. Do not overstep his authority Di.” Margaret groaned as she lay stretched out on the couch watching a game show on TV. Wheel of Fortune was always a favorite.

“Nadine will have to mop up her bedroom floor.”

“Then that is what she must do.”

“You are taking all of this far too lightly. I still don’t know how you could forgive me, or Carl for what he did earlier.”

“To you or Nadine? Stop being a worry wart, Diana. Nadine adores how we treat her; she is a born slave. Her family even had similar traits from what I understand. She does not fear our treatment of her. What she does fear is being let go. Her home life has been denied her since her parents were killed in a car accident.”

“Goodness! What about Jesse seeing me naked? Well, in your leather ... yes, naked.” There was hardly enough leather to hide behind, it was all straps winding about her body. “He must be mortified.”

“I truly doubt that. Jesse adores you Diana, he won’t let that incident get to him. He’s watched his father have sex with Nadine.” Participated with! “He is well aware that I gave his father permission. If it becomes an issue I will speak with my son. Until then, I will beg that you treat him as you always have. Blush if you must, but do not beg for forgiveness.”

“I’m still wearing this crazy harness. I don’t know why, but I rather like it.”

“Yours someday, if you don’t go out and buy your own.”

“Let’s not talk as if it’s my inheritance. Carl should be home soon; I’m going to go get showered and dressed so that I look presentable.”

“Jesse will likely work into the evening. He’s had a few days off lately to make up for. Now that he knows what house he wants to purchase, he knows he will need all the money he can make.”