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This is a repost of ch5 of my A Teacher's Past story, which I have revised.
 
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A TEACHER'S PAST - CHAPTER 5 By Dawn1958 Email dawnharvey1958@hotmail.com
Please email me with your suggestions or comments.  I am writing this story
for a special reader who has given me ideas of what should happen to Kerri
and I hope they like what I have written.

   A TEACHER'S PAST - A DIVERSION FOR KERRI

   If Jim couldn't have the sexy teacher for himself, he would make sure to
humiliate her.  His stomach quivered with the thought of a final conquest
when he, Sky, would fuck Kerri without her consent, but that was a long way
down the road.  He felt compelled to degrade Kerri to a point where she
would be his devoted subject and his evil mind worked feverishly to come up
with the perfect plans.

   Jim suspected Kerri might eventually discover Sky's identity so he
planned to divert her suspicions.  First he would make her think that one
of the other teachers was the blackmailer.  Also he wanted to humiliate
Kerri by making her do perverted things in public.  He would try his best
to keep the humiliation away from the college so as not to jeopardize her
career and that would take careful strategy.

   His first priority was to shift Kerri's focus onto Mr.  Tovell, the
college's math professor.  Sky grinned with the picture of Kerri having sex
with her unheralded counterpart.  Once that sexual affair was completed, he
would force her to dress in a most seductive manner and perform for some
men like she never thought possible.

   ***

   Kerri considered Mr.  Tovell a most unappealing man.  He was short, even
shorter than Kerri, and he had a large belly that jiggled when he laughed.
She hated the way he ogled her all the time in the staff lunchroom and
disliked how he seemed to undress her with his eyes.  It had to be the
worst day of her life when Mr.  Tovell came up to her and boldly handed her
a small, folded slip of paper.  She knew it was an evil note from the broad
smile plastered across his ugly, round face.  Kerri was glad he left the
room immediately so she wouldn't have to look at him when she read the
message.

   Stunned by the man's actions, Kerri slowly opened the folded piece of
paper and read.  "I know that forcing you to have sex with an intern was an
immoral request, but I think you made Jim an extremely happy young man," it
read and Kerri shivered in fear.  She assumed the fat teacher wrote it, but
in fact the note was carefully scripted and planned by Sky.  He used
certain facts, which would make Kerri think the author was her blackmailer.

   Jim had shrewdly crafted the note so that it followed an exact scheme,
which he planned out to the minutest detail.  He wanted to torment and put
Kerri through more grief and anguish.  Jim knew the math teacher, Mr. 
Tovell, was a most unattractive man to look at and Kerri always ignored him
whenever they were in the teachers' lounge.  Her incessant attempts to
unearth Sky's identity were her undoing, as she grasped for straws to know
the truth.

   "What happened with Jim, the virgin, and with Wendy in the staff
washroom will be kept a secret.  I want you to show me your three piercings
so meet me in my classroom after last classes today," Kerri read through
eyes that were filling with tears.  Yes, Jim had been a virgin the fateful
day Kerri was forced to seduce the shy, physics intern.  Then she assumed
Sky watched her every move so it stood to reason that he knew about Wendy.

   Kerri read the last line of the note and shivered.  "After all, I should
witness the golden endowments with my own eyes," she read and shoved the
terrifying note into her pocket.  Her mind went over the possibilities.  He
knew everything, she thought.  Mr.  Tovell knew it all.  Why him?  Oh, why
does it have to be him, she wondered?

   Pangs of agony filled her stomach and Kerri fretted and worried for the
remainder of the day.  During the entire last class, she couldn't stop
thinking about the upcoming rendezvous.  Kerri watched the last student
leave her classroom and knew it was time to meet Mr.  Tovell.  A picture of
the man went through her head and her whole body trembled in fear and
disgust.

   The hallways were empty when the physics teacher strolled to her
destination.  Mr.  Tovell's door was open and Kerri peaked into the room,
hoping the man wasn't there.  The first thing out of her mouth when she
entered was a question to confirm her beliefs.  "Are you Sky," she asked?

   Her voice was almost a whisper, as she hoped he would say no.  Jim had
given exact instructions and told Mr.  Tovell what his beautiful compatriot
would do for him if he played his cards right.  "Yes, and please close the
door so nobody will see you show me your golden rings," he said, with the
biggest smile on his face.

   Kerri fought the urge to bolt out of the room yet she slowly shut the
door, as he requested.  The room felt like a cellblock and it gave Kerri a
suffocating feeling, which made her heart rate increase.  Then the man
reached around her torso and locked the door and Kerri felt all hope
disappear with a click.

   "Let's see," Mr.  Tovell said and waited a restless few seconds.  "Take
the fucking blouse off.  I want to see the pierced nipples I've heard so
much about," he whispered and instantly caught himself so as not to give
the secret away.  "I mean it was a pretty devilish plan to have them
pierced, don't you think?"

   Jim had instructed Mr.  Tovell on what to say and how to say it so the
math teacher vowed to heed what the young man said if he wanted to reap the
ultimate rewards promised him.  The one thing Jim stressed was that for the
ruse to work, Mr.  Tovell had to be convincing enough to make Kerri believe
his name was Sky.

   The math teacher noticed Kerri's hesitation so he stepped up to her. 
"Here, let me help you.  Or do you want me to tell the rest of the staff
about your sordid affairs with students?" Mr.  Tovell asked the question
and stared directly into the bewildered woman's eyes.

   Kerri shivered in fear.  She looked straight ahead and felt the man's
hands go to her breasts.  It was the middle of the afternoon and they stood
in the classroom, as the disgusting man felt her up.  Kerri felt helpless
to prevent his despicable groping.  She reached up and covered the man's
hands with hers, but it was a futile attempt to stop the molestation.

   Suddenly his fingers went to work.  First he unbuttoned the top button
of her silky blouse and then worked his way down the front to her waist
until the garment hung open.  Mr.  Tovell lingered at the small indent of
her bellybutton, which caused Kerri to close her eyes, as she was afraid to
watch what was happening.

   Mr.  Tovell spread the sides of the blouse to reveal a sexy, lace bra.
The well-filled cups pushed upward and made the boobs appear much larger
than they really were.  When he saw the outline of a metal ring in the
sheer material, Mr.  Tovell knew what it was.  He couldn't wait any longer
and roughly grabbed the bottom elastic of the brassier, rolling it up and
over the luscious titties.  His breath caught at the sight of two breasts
that were much nicer than any boobs he had seen and the golden charms added
to the surreal appearance.

   Time stood still while the fat man took mental pictures of Kerri's
delights.  She flinched when the pudgy hand closed over her left boob and
wanted to slap the man's filthy face.  "Nice...  nice tits.  They do look
ravishing with rings," he whispered.

   Kerri's body trembled from having to concede to such a disgusting man.
Her mind churned frantically for a good solution.  She wondered how to make
the blackmailer stop?  Kerri questioned how to get Sky to leave her alone
and not force her to do immoral and sinful things.  She was still searching
for a decisive answer when Mr.  Tovell's hand rushed under the hem of her
skirt.  In a flash, his fingers closed over the thin strip of material at
her crotch of her panties.  Kerri abruptly found herself pressed hard
against the wall, as she struggled and twisted her lower body in an attempt
to get free.

   Her twists and turns merely enabled the attacker to gain a better hold.
Kerri felt sick and she looked down at the top of the man's bald head. 
"Oh, Sky, please don't...  please don't," she whispered and pleaded for her
fellow teacher to stop.  His damning mouth closed over her right breast and
devoured her nipple like it was an all-day sucker.  He rolled his tongue
around the hard bud and played with the ring in teasing fashion, much to
Kerri's horror.

   Hearing the protests made Mr.  Tovell smile with satisfaction and he
realized that Jim's clever ruse was working to perfection.  All of a sudden
Kerri realized that the man's pudgy fingers had slipped under the wet
fabric covering her womanhood.  Every muscle in his body tensed and Kerri
struggled with all her might to get away from the wall.  No, she decided,
it was impossible and she couldn't submit despite the blackmail.

   Mr.  Tovell released the succulent nipple.  "I'm going to finger-fuck
you and there is nothing you can do about it," he whispered, looking up and
straight into the eyes of a defeated woman.  "I'll tell everyone in the
goddamn school and show them the evidence!"

   Kerri whimpered like a little girl when the man rammed one of his fat
fingers between the puffy labia for the first time.  It was blackmail, but
she wasn't willing to take a chance.  Luckily there were no windows in the
classroom doors and they were on the second floor so nobody could see into
the room.  There was no sympathy or compassion shown by the man and he
easily forced Kerri to follow his directions.  He effortlessly manhandled
her across the room a few feet and pinned her against his large desk.

   His fat hand never left her crotch and he squeezed hard enough to bring
a moan of protest.  "Please, don't do this...  don't be so rough, you
bastard," Kerri said and slumped against the wooden desk.

   The trash-talk merely inflamed Mr.  Tovell's mind and he desperately
wanted to touch and grope every part of her sexy body.  He had ogled Kerri
during her time at the college and had to admit that in all his years, he
had never been with such a sophisticated lady.  His brain was so
lust-filled and crazed that it took every ounce of willpower to follow
Jim's careful instructions and proceed slowly.

   It was time to turn Kerri into a little piss-ass and tell her exactly
what was expected of her.  Jim had been specific on three demands and
insisted that if Mr.  Tovell didn't cooperate fully, he would report his
actions to the board of directors.  Jim assured the overweight professor
that any evidence in the classroom caught on the security monitor would be
destroyed if and when he carried out his commands.

   Each classroom had a camera at the front of the room, which recorded
everything that happened.  The college had been extremely successful in
stopping student problems and destruction of college property since the
installation of the security system.  It certainly wasn't the best picture
that was recorded, but it would give explicate information of what really
happened in every camera location.

   Jim planned well when the system was put in and made sure he was the one
that looked after the camera records hoping to reap rewards for future
covert actions.  New technology was very helpful and it enabled everything
to be saved to a computer's hard drive, which made it easy for Jim to
access any data.

   Mr.  Tovell felt like he had just rubbed an ancient vase and a Genie
granted him three wishes.  True, the requests were Jim's, but they were
three that Mr.  Tovell himself would have prayed for.  Jim stated that Mr.
Tovell was to strip Kerri naked and ensure to catch her in every ray of
light near his desk so the camera could view her nudity.  He was to make
sure he toyed with her golden charms and force her to willingly endure his
molesting.

   Then he was to ensure Kerri understood that she was going to enjoy
cunnilingus from him so much that she would climax.  Yes, Jim told him that
he was to spread her legs so the camera could see him eating her out.  He
also stressed Kerri be threatened and told that she must experience an
orgasm, or else.  Jim told the man he must convince her that he was Sky and
tell her he wouldn't reveal her past indiscretions to the board of
directors if she complied.

   Lastly, Jim knew Kerri's demise would be complete if she allowed Mr. 
Tovell to have intercourse with her.  He was most likely the last man on
earth that she would consent to have sex with and it would be the ultimate
humiliation.  Jim's devilish scheme would have the fat man stuff his pecker
in Kerri while she lay on her back.  He wanted her to watch Mr.  Tovell
fuck her and see his fat belly between her legs.  Jim reasoned that Kerri's
humiliation would be all the more complete if she had to observe her own
humiliation when Mr.  Tovell's cock pierced her pussy without any chance of
stopping the man.

   As far as Jim was concerned, his perverted plan would degrade and punish
Kerri to the utmost.  The final chapter would be written sometime down the
road when the truth was revealed to Kerri, but in the meantime, he wanted
to keep her guessing.  Jim envisioned her shocked response when it was
revealed that Sky was not Mr.  Tovell and he grinned in utter fascination.
He wanted Kerri to realize how smart and clever he really was and that
would be his day of reckoning.

   Mr.  Tovell noticed Kerri glancing at the overhead camera and quickly
relieved any fears she had about being observed.  Jim had mentioned that
the math teacher would have to guarantee the victim was safe from further
blackmail by lying to her about a malfunction of the security system.  "Not
to worry, I unplugged the camera so it won't show my room.  I don't want
fuckin' people seeing what I do in the classroom," he said and made it
sound logical to the distraught woman.  Kerri let out a tiny sigh of relief
knowing her indiscretions would not be recorded, but still it gave her an
uncomfortable feeling.

   "You just remain still and let Sky take your pretty clothes off," he
whispered, pretending to be compassionate.  He wanted to rip her clothes
off right away, but saw how tightly Kerri was holding the loose sides of
her blouse to her chest, trying to cover her nudity.  Mr.  Tovell clearly
used the name Sky in an effort to convince Kerri he was really the
blackmailer.  Suddenly he remembered Jim's advice and quickly willed his
emotions to remain calm.

   "You have 30 seconds to remove your top, your blouse and bra or I will
tell everyone," he whispered and looked her directly in the eyes.  Mr. 
Tovell could see fear and doubt on Kerri's beautiful face and knew he held
the upper hand.  "You better do as I say, or else," he warned the trembling
teacher.

   Kerri was at a loss and didn't know how to fight the man.  Slowly, she
dropped her hands and shifted the sheer material over a shoulder.  She
watched the gleam in the fat man's eyes, as she complied and she shuddered
when the blouse dropped onto the desktop.  Luckily the bra had been
replaced over her breasts during the struggle when Mr.  Tovell shifted her
body over to his desk and hid her nudity for a short time.

   Hesitation brought a glare of madness from her teaching counterpart and
Kerri knew there were no other options.  Her fingers were shaking when they
went to the front clasp on the elastic band of her bra and once the small
hinge was undone, she waited for a brief second before releasing her
wonderful treasures.  Mr.  Tovell gasped when he saw her boobs again and
immediately reached for the end of one.  Kerri closed her eyes when his fat
fingers found her nipple and she desperately wanted to run away. 
Obediently, she sat on the edge of the desk and let the ugliest Casanova
feel her up like the two teachers were measly teenagers.

   Out of the corner of his eye, Mr.  Tovell could see the perfect vantage
point the security camera had of what he was doing to the frightened
professor.  He twisted and toyed with the small rings and each pull brought
a whimper of self-pity from Kerri.  Her breathing became quite ragged and
all the while she allowed the math teacher to molest her titties.

   Mr.  Tovell quickly became impatient to see the rest of Kerri's sexy
body and he gave her a stern warning.  "Stand up right now.  I'm going to
strip the rest of your clothes," he said with a stern and steady voice.  It
took mere seconds for him to remove Kerri's fine-looking skirt, then dainty
panties and stockings, which left her sobbing and naked.  When Mr.  Tovell
caught the glint of shiny metal between Kerri's shapely legs, he almost let
out a loud holler.

   With a rough push, he sat Kerri on the desktop and gave another shove to
force her onto her back.  Suddenly, with the viciousness of a shark, he
grabbed her by the upper portion of her rounded hips and pulled her butt to
the edge of the wooden top.  In so doing, he spread her legs around his fat
torso and Kerri cried for mercy.  "Gawd, please Mr.  Tovell, Sky, please
don't do this to me.  Please stop and I won't tell anyone what you did,"
she whispered through grave sobs.

   This was the first and only time he had ever been close to a woman's
pussy with his face.  He could plainly see the small, golden ring sticking
out from between the puffy, cunt lips.  No, he had not tasted a woman down
there and his heart was beating a thousand times a minute in anticipation.
How often had he dreamed of having sex on his school desk, he wondered? 
Suddenly he was close to realizing a fantasy and then he remembered Jim's
orders.

   His pudgy hands went to Kerri's upper arms and he pulled her body
upright so he could talk directly into her face.  "I'm going to suck your
cunt and eat you out," he said and felt a total satisfaction from hearing
himself speak.  He had fantasized many times of doing such a thing, but
never thought he would actually do it.  "My only request of you is that you
must experience an orgasm or I will release all my incriminating details,"
he whispered, hoping Kerri would believe everything he said.

   He suddenly shook her by the arms and stared into her tearful eyes. 
"Did you hear me," he asked?

   Kerri remained silent until he shook her again and demanded she answer.
"Yeaaa...  yes, oh yes, I heard you.  Please, please don't.  I just can't
do it," Kerri whispered in an almost inaudible voice and then she prayed he
would yield.

   "You can and you will...  or your future is ruined," he said and Kerri
knew her plight was hopeless.  Mr.  Tovell sensed victory and quickly
shoved her down again so Kerri was on her back.  The wait was deadly and he
swiftly swooped downward until he got a whiff of the heavenly scent.  His
fat body held Kerri's limbs spread wide and his vulgar mouth suddenly
closed over the long, narrow slit.  He sucked the round trinket into his
mouth and swallowed sweet nectar for the very first time.

   The dilemma rushed through Kerri's brain and she was absolutely
distraught by the solution presented to her.  Oh gawd, she thought, she
would have to fake an orgasm or this vile man would expose her past to the
college.  She had heard of women who faked a climax and wondered how they
did it?  The time had arrived for Kerri to perform like the consummate
actress or fall victim to the beast.

   Her mind went over past experiences and what a woman was expected to do
and say.  Over and over she thought of how to perform and suddenly out of
nowhere, a spasm shot through her loins.  The bastard started nibbling on
her swollen clitoris like it was a personal possession and pulled the bud
out of the delicate opening.  His tongue caressed the very tip of the clit
and rolled the ring around in the abundant juices.  Kerri was still
wondering what was happening when a second shiver shot through her loins
and she wished he would just stop for a few seconds.

   Kerri looked down her flat, quivering stomach and saw the predator's
baldhead.  She gave a sigh of protest at the revolting sight and watched in
horror as he tilted his head backwards.  This enabled her to see his tongue
working madly on the pink flesh exposed so vulgarly between her widespread
thighs.

   It gave the impression of magic.  Kerri watched the tip of his tongue
dart out to caress the very end of her protruding clit and her mind
exploded with brilliant flashes of bright light.  Then he rolled the
throbbing mass around with his tongue and Kerri's hips rolled from side to
side.  She wasn't sure if her hips thrust to evade the tongue or to chase
it.

   To survive, Kerri willed her brain into another universe and watched the
action unfold as if she were someone else.  She must resist; she must halt
the session before something drastic occurred and Kerri shut her eyes
tightly.  Rolling her head back so her face tilted away from the ugly
teacher, she welcomed the loss of sight.

   There was a major problem with her strategy.  Mr.  Tovell devoured the
raw clitoris and sucked as hard as he could.  All of a sudden a short, fat
finger pierced her quiet sphere.  He pumped it like a madman and allowed
the fingernail to rake over the tender, vaginal walls.  "Oh gawd, no... 
no...  don't, oh don't," she cried.  Kerri wasn't begging the vile man to
stop; she was pleading for her soul to remain strong.

   The only thing in her head was faking an orgasm.  Kerri remembered how
he promised to keep her past a secret if she succumbed so she used all of
her willpower.  She had to fake it, or else.  Then there was a lick and the
tongue stroked her fluttering clitty, as her tummy quivered on life
support. Her throbbing clit was stretched to the extreme and in the back of
the man's throat, as his teeth nibbled on the extended bud.

   Her distraught brain was too confused to think when a loud, passionate
moan filled the classroom.  Fake it, fake it kept running through her head
when her hips vibrated so violently that they shook the desk.  Every muscle
in her lithe midsection tightened in a futile attempt to stave off defeat,
but it was the wrong thing to do.  The cream jettisoned out of her belly
and filled the man's mouth, much to his delight.

   Kerri could hear loud slurping noises.  She knew Mr.  Tovell was
drinking with a newfound thirst and she gave up the fight.  His hands were
under the bare cheeks of her ass and virtually forced her thrusts to be
straight at his hungry mouth.  She couldn't stop her hips or the animal
noises coming from her throat.  Then with the most evil intentions, Mr. 
Tovell rammed a finger into the steamy hole and it made Kerri moan in
disgust.

   She would always remember what went through her mind.  "Fatso is fucking
me like a real man and making me cum like a slut...  a lost woman without
any control," she thought.

   The cunnilingus seemed to go on forever and he was reluctant to halt his
sadistic sucking.  Every time he mashed the tiny bud into Kerri's pelvic
bone, another violent spasm shook her entire body until the reservoir was
empty, sucked dry by the vile man.

   Kerri's body was covered with sweat and glistened like a playboy model.
Even though Mr.  Tovell removed his mouth from her crotch, Kerri remained
motionless on the desktop.  The peace and quiet was thoroughly refreshing
and she welcomed the respite of not having the despicable man touching her
sensitive flesh.

   It was quiet for so long that Kerri eventually opened her eyes.  The
first thing she saw turned her stomach and made it churn with dreadful
sickness.  The fat man was standing mere inches from her crotch and aiming
his hard cock at a vulnerable target.  He pushed her legs out to the sides
and then around his wide hips.

   Kerri mounted a fight and struggled for her freedom.  "No, no, no more,
please, you've done enough to me," Kerri pleaded with the man.  Pinned on
her back with her legs held splayed by his hands, she really couldn't move
or get away.  Suddenly his rod disappeared below the skyline and Kerri's
breathing held for an instant.  That was all it took for the bastard to
find the gaping pussy and he rammed his cock into the fiery pit.

   Much to Kerri's dismay, she remembered thinking more about what the man
looked like rather than what he was doing.  His body was appallingly short
and fat while his disgusting manhood was the opposite.  His cock was
extremely long and so thin that it looked funny.  She shuddered in
frustration, as he held her long legs against his rounded hips and embedded
his penis.

   It was very fortunate for Mr.  Tovell that they were in the positions
that enabled him to achieve his goal.  His fat belly rose above Kerri and
settled on her flat tummy and he felt the intense heat of a woman's inferno
for the first time in months, as he buried his throbbing cock to the hilt.
Already far beyond an enraged level of desire, he jettisoned molten lava on
the second thrust of his hips.  It was no surprise his stamina was gone and
he shot the large load of burning cum into his captive compatriot.

   Kerri merely whimpered out loud, as Mr.  Tovell filled her sanctuary
with his vile semen and she felt like a well-used whore.  "Oh fuck...  fuck
I'm cumming good.  I'm shooting my cum inside your fucking belly," he said
and Kerri didn't think she would ever forget the disturbing words.  "It's
so hot...  so tight and hot.  I can't stop cumming."

   There was nothing she could do but remain a slave to the hated fat man,
Sky.  He abruptly leg go of her legs and let them drop to the floor, as her
upper torso sort of came up off the desk.  Mr.  Tovell stepped back and
stooped down to grab his pants, which had remained bundled around his feet.
He was done!  The man was finished with his victim and his only concern was
relishing in the glory of having realized a rare fantasy.

   It was over and suddenly Kerri had to get away.  She quickly found her
discarded clothes and dressed as fast as possible.  Then she left the room
without another word being said between the two teachers.  Kerri rushed
down the hallway and she wasn't worried if anyone thought she was in a big
hurry.  She grabbed all of her belongings from her homeroom and immediately
went home to see if she could put her world back together.

   Mr.  Tovell on the other hand was in no hurry to get home to his wife
who had as much sex appeal as he did.  He planned on staying in his
classroom and cherishing the memory of possessing something that was truly
wanton and beautiful for once in his hopeless life.

   ***

   Jim reveled at being deceptive and searched for new ways of blackmailing
Kerri.  Her severe humiliation of forced sex with Mr.  Tovell plus her
having to jog around the city park dressed in revealing attire was
satisfying, but he yearned for more.  Jim found Kerri's jog through the
park a truly memorable sight and he noticed all the admiring glances she
received from males.  He grinned knowing the outfit he and Wendy had picked
out virtually glued to her body like a second skin and he wanted the same
for any future exhibitionism.

   Jim smiled with satisfaction of the knowledge that Kerri still believed
Mr.  Tovell was her blackmailer.  He planned on taking advantage of her
na�ve thinking and wanted to milk the false belief for all it was worth. 
It would be priceless to see Kerri's reaction when she discovered that
Sky's ingenious planning had fooled her once again.  His next intended
adventure struck him as truly brilliant, as he wanted Kerri to perform in
front of many college students and total strangers.

   During one of the morning classes, Jim prepared a non-descript note with
specific instructions and slipped the piece of paper plus a small picture
into her classroom when Kerri left for a morning break.  The college's
security system would provide Jim with a perfect opportunity to observe
Kerri's reaction when she opened the message.  Since he took care of the
system and maintained it solely for the purpose of his own personal agenda,
Jim planned watching the video from her classroom all morning if necessary.

   Sky knew Kerri would see the note upon entering her room and his eyes
were glued to the security computer when that happened.  The surprise on
her pretty face was evident when she noticed the small slip of paper, as
she immediately knew what to expect.  Jim observed her right hand cover her
mouth in shocked horror and her left hand reached for the note.  The scene
was mesmerizing and Jim stared at the monitor the entire time.

   Kerri slowly unfolded the paper and let the picture fall out.  Jim
smiled with satisfaction when Kerri finished reading and put the note in
her pocket while glancing at the picture.  He wisely included an explicit
photo from the Florida episode knowing it would seal her fate.  The picture
showed Kerri's face and her hand, which grasped a hard cock positioned mere
inches from her open mouth.

   Kerri felt Sky's absolute control again, as she stared at the alarming
photo that brought back appalling memories.  Murky questions kept running
through her distraught mind.  'Why is he doing this to me?  What have I
ever done to him?' She asked herself the questions again and again and
wondered why Mr.  Tovell was blackmailing her?

   Jim really didn't get the full reward of his shrewd scheming, but
witnessing the outward indications from his beautiful teaching counterpart
was still quite gratifying.  The two classes remaining in the school day
were a complete blank to Kerri, as all she thought about was the disturbing
note and picture.  When her classroom was deserted and quiet, Kerri took
the note out of her pocket.

   How can I carry out any more of Sky's demands, she wondered?  His note
demanded she wear certain clothing and go to a local bar where she was to
drink and dance.  The note stated that she was to dance with anyone who
asked her and the only other request was that she was to leave the bar at
closing time with someone.  It didn't stipulate anyone in particular, but
merely that she must leave the establishment with someone.  Sky promised
not to reveal the evidence he held against her to anyone as long as she
obeyed his demands.

   Kerri found Sky's request disturbing, but luckily the note didn't say
what she was supposed to do upon leaving the bar.  She felt confident that
outsmarting some drunk would be fairly easy, which made her feel a little
better.  Although she didn't go out dancing much since becoming a teacher,
Kerri did like dancing so that part didn't upset her.  The manner in which
Sky wanted her to dress did bother her.  Kerri envisioned the dress Sky
wanted her to wear and she pictured herself wearing the garment with a
bunch of horny men around.

   The dress itself was definitely not a problem when worn with the proper
accessories.  In Sky's instructions, he was very specific in mentioning
that she wear only the dress and absolutely nothing else, which was a
problem.  The dress was very low cut, in fact cut almost down to her
bellybutton, and Kerri always wore a lacy undershirt with the outfit.  'You
won't wear anything under the dress...  no bra and no modesty panel like
you wear all of the time,' the note stated.  'Wear nothing under the dress
and that includes panties or stockings.'

   Kerri imagined Sky smiling when he wrote the note.  'You will wear the
dress and shoes...  and I'll let you decide which shoes.' She was
infuriated with being blackmailed and it bothered her knowing Sky could
easily ruin her reputation if he wanted.  What Kerri really wanted to do
was rush down the hallway to Mr.  Tovell's classroom and confront the man.
She reasoned the bastard must have enough sympathy for her to not force her
to dress provocatively in public, especially because she was a respected
professor.

   Was it fate or planned, she wondered, when she remembered Mr.  Tovell
was not at school Thursday afternoons?  There was no way she could protest
because the man just wasn't there, which she found alarming.  She
reluctantly bundled her things up and left the school confused and totally
overwhelmed.

   When she arrived home, Kerri immediately retrieved the dress Sky ordered
her to wear.  The garment was made of very thin material and it was small,
almost like there was nothing to the dress.  Kerri had only worn it a few
times and she remembered wearing the dress to a school function, which most
likely gave Mr.  Tovell the opportunity to see her in it.  There was a slit
up the side of the dress that normally showed a tiny hint of lacy
undergarment and not wearing panties would surely reveal a lack of decency,
Kerri thought.

   She held the dress up in front of her.  The material was thin and
certainly too sheer to not wear undies, but she really didn't have a
choice. Kerri felt numb and decided to try on the dress to see how it
looked without her customary undershirt or modesty panel.  The entire time
it took to strip and then slip the garment on over her head took seconds,
but felt like an eternity.

   Kerri slowly stepped across the room and let out a gasp when she looked
into the full-length mirror in her bedroom.  The image was breath-taking
and one that almost made her knees buckle.  The thin material highlighted
her upturned breasts and the golden charms were plainly visible, as they
hung from the protruding nipples.

   Kerri turned slightly to the side and again it took her breath away, as
her left titty became exposed.  The material was extremely loose in front
and gaped open, as she twisted her torso, and actually revealed her
luscious breast when she leaned forward just a little bit.  She vowed to be
very careful and not let the front sag or fall open, which would expose her
boobs.

   Then she turned the other way and the side-slit was revealed.  The cut
came half way up her hip and it was plainly evident that she wasn't wearing
undergarments.  Kerri looked at her backside and noticed a hint of bare
flesh under the sheer material.  She realized that the crack of her ass
would be very visible with any kind of lighting so Kerri hoped there would
be dim lighting at the intended location.

   Her mind flashed to the dance bar named HumpT's mentioned in the note
and she was somewhat relieved, knowing the bar would be crowded and dimly
lit.  The name was suitable for a joint that was close to campus and Kerri
would quickly find out everything about the darker side of after-hours
entertainment.  Young college students frequented HumpT's and there was
loud rock music and slow dancing most of the time.

   Sometimes there were wet T-shirt contests and at times they had a
best-butt contest.  Usually during an evening, an amateur hour occurred and
it was an opportunity for some 21-year-old to act like an out of control
adolescent.  What many people didn't know about the place was that there
were semi-private booths along one side, which offered some patrons enough
privacy to perform sinful or immoral acts in relative privacy.

   Since it was still early in the evening, Kerri decided to give Sky a
call to see if she could stop the insanity.  She found Mr.  Tovell's phone
number in her records and when she dialed it, her stomach quivered so badly
that it was hard to think straight.

   There were three rings before a female voice answered, which took all of
the wind out of Kerri's sails.  Her voice cracked and broke when she asked
for Mr.  Tovell.  The woman responded by saying she was Mrs.  Tovell and
she wanted to know if she could help, as her husband was out for the
evening.  Kerri found it impossible to explain and she blushed with
embarrassment despite being miles away from the woman.  She eventually
mumbled something about having a couple of questions regarding work, but
then quickly added that she would see him tomorrow for the answers.

   Kerri promptly hung up the phone.  Her hand lingered on the receiver and
it took her several moments to recompose herself after hearing the voice of
her supposed blackmailer's wife.  Then she reasoned that it was logical for
Mr.  Tovell to be out because he was most likely checking up on her
obedience to his demands.  Kerri realized there was no recourse but to
follow the directions laid out by her clever tormentor, Sky.  Her destiny
lay with the written note.

   The time stipulated was 11 o'clock and the wait was one of nervousness
and anxiety.  Kerri found it impossible to accomplish anything worthwhile
and her tummy twisted and churned until she felt sick with worry.  Shortly
before the rendezvous hour, she took one last glance in the mirror and the
scantily clad reflection filled her with embarrassment.  Kerri heard
students talk about HumpT's and she dreaded the thought of meeting students
she knew at the place.

   Kerri applied a little makeup and perfume like she always did and didn't
even realize the heightened state of her emotions was making her act
strange.  She knew the bar's location and drove there in silence, as she
pondered her fate.  When she drove up to the nightclub, her mind went
crazy. 'Geez...  geez, I really can't be dressed like this.  People will
think I'm some kind of tramp,' she whispered and imagined being almost
naked in front of numerous strangers.

   Her heart fluttered in tune with the bright flashing, neon lights.  Her
tummy churned like mad and Kerri couldn't remember being more nervous. 
There was a lineup at the door to get in and she prayed that it would
prevent her from gaining entrance.  That was not to be, as Jim planned well
for the evening.  The doorman noticed the gorgeous, older woman approaching
and he immediately stepped forward to speak to Kerri.  "Please, come with
me, as we are expecting you," he whispered and grabbed her by the elbow.

   The man guided her inside the busy bar and whisked her to one side where
the booths were located.  With a mere shove, he pushed Kerri onto a seat
where she faced the stage and dance floor.  She didn't order or request
anything, but suddenly a drink was placed in front of her and Kerri came to
the realization that she had no control over what happened.  The music was
loud and there were many couples dancing up a storm in a very creative
atmosphere.

   Kerri stared into the crowded dance floor and wondered if her life would
ever return to normal?  Sky's plan was simple.  He wanted Kerri dressed in
a purely seductive manner and then have her dance with different men.  Jim
was positive she would be noticed and receive some very interesting
proposals throughout the evening because of her sexy appearance.  He was
well aware that horny men who drank lots of alcohol normally acted in a
brave fashion, which resulted in situations getting out of control.  It
seemed the male ego got fearless with each drink consumed.

   Jim planned on watching from some far corner of the bar.  He wanted to
stay out of Kerri's eyesight and keep his identity a secret for a while
longer, yet still ensure she obeyed his instructions.  Jim was positive
that eventually she would be surrounded by aggressive characters who would
make it hard for Kerri to remain sweet and innocent.

   There was no shortage of suitors and many young men asked Kerri to
dance. Most were obviously students from the college and she did her best
to limit each guy to one or two dances.  Each time Kerri returned to her
booth, it didn't take long for a new romantic to appear.  Kerri's dress was
very popular with the young men and they noticed her obvious charms
seemingly displayed in an open, risqu� manner.  It was all she could do to
keep their hands off her private areas and one or two did receive cheap
thrills by boldly groping her while dancing.

   More than an hour passed and Kerri felt exhausted from staying on the
dance floor so much.  She returned to her secluded booth for no more than a
minute when she was surprised by the sound of a voice.  "Do you mind if we
sit with you?  This seat seems to be vacant," a tall dark, young man said
and waved his hand at the empty seats in the booth.  Without being invited,
he sat down next to Kerri who hurriedly shuffled over on the
leather-covered cushion to leave a space between herself and the uninvited
guest.

   The world quickly closed in on Kerri when two cohorts of the man filled
the opposite side of the booth.  "We noticed you sitting all by yourself
and just couldn't let a beautiful woman sit alone," the man said and
pressed a little closer to Kerri.  He introduced himself as Dean and his
buddies as Harv and BJ.  Drinks flowed quite freely and it was very evident
that all three men were well on their way to getting inebriated.

   Each man had opportunities to dance with Kerri and they seemed to drink
without any concern for how the alcohol affected their stability.  Through
it all, Kerri managed to keep all the men's advances and groping within
tolerable limits, but that changed quickly when Dean got much braver.  As
Harv was finishing his turn dancing with the sexy woman, Dean bragged to BJ
about how it was time for a reckoning.  BJ really didn't know what he meant
by the daring statement, but it was not long before it became obvious.

   Harv and BJ watched from the booth, as Dean hit the dance floor.  They
could see their buddy's hands roaming over Kerri's body and it was evident
that she struggled to keep Dean at bay.  It was hard to see exactly what
was happening, as the floor was very crowded and the lighting was quite
dim, but they were positive that the groping exposed some pearly white
skin.

   Both onlookers noticed an instance or two where there appeared to be
more skin than dress covering Kerri's sexy body, but the men really weren't
sure of what they saw.  The teacher was upset by Dean's offensive fondling
right on the darkened dance floor and couldn't wait for the song to end. 
In a futile attempt to escape, Kerri headed for the relative safety of the
booth, but Dean wouldn't allow her to leave the floor.

   The next song began and Kerri was trapped once again in the arms of the
tall, rugged stranger.  "Please don't do that...  not here with so many
people around," she whispered, pleading for Dean's compassion.

   Suddenly his big hand dipped beneath the short hem of her dress and Dean
was filled with the most arousing sensation of his life.  He felt or
discovered the lack of underwear and his heart rate increased tenfold when
his fingers hit the wetness.

   Kerri twisted and did everything in her power to evade the groping hand.
She fought, as best as she could, short of causing a big scene in front of
everyone, but nothing helped.  It was impossible to move away from Dean's
assault and she cursed for dressing in such an exhibitionist fashion. 
Kerri practically ran from the floor after the song was over and merely
dashed past the booth on the way to the washroom.  It was fairly crowded in
the restroom, but Kerri managed to find an empty stall.  She sobbed a tiny
bit and rested in the privacy of the small cubicle while trying to regain
her sanity and dignity.

   Dean slithered into the booth across from Harv.  BJ had found another
woman to chase and he departed for greener pastures, which made Dean very
happy.  He was still overly excited from what just happened on the dance
floor and couldn't wait to build his male ego with some boasting.  "Man,
that's one hot woman.  Let's get her out of here and get into her pants,"
he blurted out with a big laugh.

   "Yeah, right," Harv replied.

   "Fuck man, she don't wear panties...  or bra.  She let me feel her wet
pussy right on the floor...  while we were dancing," Dean said to his
buddy. "I swear to God, no panties...  and I think she shaves, as I didn't
feel any fucking curly Q's.  Man, I had my finger right on her slit.  Let's
get 'er in the car and fuck her, man."

   Dean's voice pleaded with his buddy to cooperate, but Harv was hesitant.
He had listened to his pal brag about women and tell tales of erotic
adventures before, without any real evidence of truth.  Then he remembered
the scenes, as it appeared the woman kept her sexy body against Dean's and
let him feel her up.  "I'm not sure.  She's sexy as hell, but..."

   "Don't worry.  No woman walks around like that...  without bra and
panties if she isn't looking for some cock.  Let's satisfy the hot bitch.
Christ, did you see her ass...  those tits...  geez, she's one damn, fine
looking broad," Dean said, as Harv listened to every word with intense
interest.

   Then Harv remembered overhearing a couple of college students at the bar
mention that Kerri was a professor at the local college.  "Fuck man, you're
right.  I heard a kid saying that she's a college professor.  Man would I
love to be in one of her classes," he said with a growing excitement.

   Dean's mind was inflamed and soaring even higher.  "Did you see how I
fingered her on the fucking dance floor," he asked his buddy with a
devilish grin on his face.  "She squirmed like a bitch in heat.  Fuck, I
can't remember my cock getting so hard and I wanted to bang the bitch right
there."

   "I thought you were feeling her up."

   "Did you see how I put my hand inside her dress?  Fuck, I had her boob
exposed right there...  in my fucking hand.  You know what else?  She's got
the nicest golden ring on her nipple and it just makes you want to suck
it," Dean whispered and a determined smile covered his rugged face.  "And
you know what?  I'm going to do just that!"

   "I'm with you, Deano!"

   "Come on, you drive.  I'll get her in the backseat and fuck her brains
out.  Then we'll switch and you can fuck'er with that big stick of yours,"
Dean told his friend who was getting more aroused by the minute.  "She
wants it; I can tell.  I'm going to screw her brains out!"

   "Fuck, I'd do anything for a piece of that ass," Harv replied.

   Dean was smart enough to know Kerri could possibly leave the building if
they did not intervene.  "We'll meet her when she comes out of the washroom
and take her for a nice fucking ride," he told Harv and they left the booth
to block Kerri's next move.

   When Kerri came out of the room, the two men met her.  "Come on, honey,
we're goin' for a ride," Dean whispered and took Kerri by the arm in an
attempt to lead her towards the exit.

   Kerri knew enough not to go with the men, but Dean was aggressive and
held her firmly by the arm.  He was a typical, horny man who exuded
confidence far beyond reasonable limits and found nothing wrong with using
physical force.  In fact, Dean reasoned that women liked his brute strength
so he used it often.  Being the shy, cooperative woman all of her life,
Kerri didn't want to create a scene and that enabled the man to get her
away from the crowd without any big fuss.

   Dean kept her feet moving and they wound up outside and in the parking
lot before Kerri could really say anything, as it all happened so fast. 
Suddenly he opened a car door and pushed the terrified woman into the
backseat.  "Wait!  I can't leave yet.  I promised to meet someone here and
they will be expecting me," Kerri said, hoping the fib would make the man
reconsider.  She held out her arms to keep Dean at a distance, but he
merely pushed her slender arms aside.

   It gave Dean enough space to quickly jump into the backseat and slam the
door shut, trapping Kerri in a small prison.  She looked into the front and
noticed the man's buddy getting into the driver's seat.  When the car
stared moving, her heart started beating madly, but any hope of escaping
seemed futile.  Dean shuffled across the seat and she busied herself
straightening her dress in an attempt to cover her essential body parts.

   Kerri was extremely frightened.  She wanted to stay out of the man's
grasp so she cowered into the corner of the backseat, as the car sped away
from the nightclub.  Her feeble protests were drowned out by the sound of
the car's engine and she was hysterical, thinking about the trouble she was
in.  Kerri glanced to the side and the sight of Dean ripping open the front
of his pants confirmed her fears.  "Dear gawd, how can this be happening to
me," she asked, even though no one was listening.

   All of a sudden big, rough hands were groping her body.  Dean easily
slipped the loose fitting dress off Kerri's sleek shoulders and all of her
struggles were in vain.  The garment quickly fell down her torso and
gathered at her waist, leaving her chest naked for the predator who had an
evil glint in his eyes.  In a flash, Dean devoured an exposed nipple, as if
it was the sweetest candy, and he pinned Kerri's arms at her sides with his
strong hands.

   Until Dean's extremely bold assault, Kerri deemed she could control
whatever happened, but things went astray real fast.  "No, no, please
don't. I'm not that kind of woman," she moaned in protest.  "Please, take
me back to the club so I can meet my friends."

   Dean was far beyond the realm of reason and sanity.  He lifted his head
from the heavenly treasures and stared straight into Kerri's teary eyes. 
"Look bitch!  You almost fucked me on the dance floor and no innocent woman
would let a man feel her pussy like you did," he stated with a serious look
on his face.  "No woman dresses without panties unless she really wants
'it'.  Christ, you shoved that bare snatch at me all night...  you're one
hot bitch!"

   His eyes burned a hole in her willpower.  "No...  oh please, don't," she
begged.

   Dean glared at the shocked teacher.  "Now get that fucking mouth of
yours on my dick and show me how you like sucking cock...  real cock," he
ordered.

   The man didn't give her a chance to resist; he merely grabbed Kerri by
the hair and shoved her face into his lap.  His strength was astounding and
he easily rammed his throbbing pecker at the teacher's tightly closed lips.
Her lips separated and the knob was inside her mouth despite her efforts to
twist or turn her head.

   Millions of stars flashed inside her head and it was hard to think
straight.  Kerri searched all possible scenarios and although her dilemma
appeared hopeless, she reasoned the safest way out was compliance.  The
reality hit her like a lightning bolt and Kerri became aware of the
man-sized cock in her dainty hand.  Her fingers wrapped around the thick
shaft to make a fist, much to Dean's delight.  The flared head pushed into
her mouth and she was unable to stop him from filling her throat with his
throbbing penis.

   Dean was thoroughly aroused to a point where his stamina was almost zero
and his hips began to buck out of control.  Kerri sensed he was about to
cum in her mouth and readied for the first, lewd blast.  All of a sudden
hot, burning lava erupted from the head of his big prick and filled her
throat.  Kerri gulped and swallowed as fast as possible so she wouldn't
choke on the filthy liquid.  All the while her fingers were wrapped around
the cock shaft and the man was getting immense pleasure from the amateur
blowjob.

   Desperation was evident in Dean's voice.  "Oh fuck, oh fuck, she's
sucking my dick...  so fucking good.  I'm blasting my cum down her throat
and she's swallowing it all," he moaned, as his body went rigid.  Kerri
heard and shuddered from the vile remarks, as the stranger used her for his
sexual pleasure.  "Oh fuck, Harv, when you get your big dick in this bitch,
I swear to God you'll hear her scream for mercy."

   Suddenly his hips went out of control and he pumped his cock in and out
of Kerri's mouth in true fucking fashion.  "She's the hottest bitch I've
fucked and she gives the best blowjob...  even better than those students
from last year," Dean mumbled, as his climax slowly subsided.

   During the explosive encounter in the backseat between the physics
teacher and his drunken buddy, Harv managed to find a secluded parking
location.  Luckily he had been the designated driver for the evening so he
wasn't impaired, although watching his friend in the backseat had taken his
attention away from driving.  As soon as he parked, Harv turned around and
watched the fantastic blowjob.

   When the action slowly came to a stop and the mind-blowing orgasm ended,
Harv quickly got out of the front seat.  There was just enough room in the
backseat beside Kerri and he squeezed into the space with his heart beating
overtime.  Kerri was more concerned at regaining her breathing after having
the cock shoved down her throat and she didn't resist when the stranger
shuffled up against her.  It took the two men about five seconds to
readjust her lithe body to suit their next objective.

   With one swift fluid motion, Harv stripped the lone skimpy garment from
Kerri's body.  The dress proved of little use to begin with so she wasn't
overly upset to have it removed.  What did bother her was sitting on top of
a man's lap and it was very obvious that Harv had immoral intentions, as
his cock waved in the air like a flagpole.  Her titties literally swayed
back and forth and each man couldn't keep his hands off the luscious tits.

   Harv knew exactly how he was going to ravage the naked woman and he
ignored Kerri's frantic pleas for safety.  He twisted her body so that she
faced away from him, which enabled Kerri to sit in his lap and still have
enough headroom.  She had to put her arms out to prevent falling forward
and her hands found a firm grip on the headrests of the front seats.

   Kerri tried desperately to hold her thighs together, which meant her
lower legs were spread out to the sides of Harv's legs in a spread-eagle
fashion.  She was in a most precarious position, but there really wasn't
anything she could do to stop the men from getting the advantage.  They had
superior strength and power to prevail that allowed them to gain complete
control over a graceful woman no matter how she struggled.

   Harv didn't have time or space to remove his clothes and he merely
loosened his pants enough to shove them down to his knees.  With Kerri
captive in his lap, he had complete freedom.  Harv felt Kerri wiggle her
hips backwards so that she wasn't sitting directly on top of his tool.  He
grabbed her by the shoulders and easily brought her upper body back against
his hairy chest.

   Kerri felt the erection stabbing her tightly closed thighs and
eventually the hard cock forced its way between them, as it sprang straight
up in the air.  Her heart basically stopped when she glanced down at the
bulbous cock-head and she found it hard to breathe.  Suddenly the man's
hands closed on her bare butt-cheeks and he sort of lifted and guided her
hips forward.

   Kerri sensed her demise was coming shortly, but she needed to utter a
last protest.  "Oh please, please don't do this to me," she pleaded with
the stranger.  Then she felt something poking her crotch and in the blink
of an eye, it was pressing on her soaked labia.  "No, dear gawd, no... 
please don't."

   Her prayers were answered, as her hips shifted backwards again.  By this
time Dean was helping his buddy and he managed to get Kerri's legs spread
fairly wide.  The ominous cock slipped between her velvety thighs, but
threateningly the thick shaft rested against her heaving belly.  The
burning meat singed her flesh and the head virtually ran all the way up her
tummy and onto her bellybutton.

   Kerri stared down at the overwhelming sight.  "No...  no, please no,
it's too big...  so long...  so big," she pleaded in obvious fear of the
man's extra endowment.  Her eyes opened wider and she noticed how the cock
grazed her entire belly and rubbed the tiny indent in the center of her
stomach.  The tip of the massive head was decorated with wet semen and made
the cock appear frightening.  "Please stop...  please."

   Dean watched his buddy get ready.  "Christ Harv, you'll split her pussy
with that fucking tool.  If you get that fucking thing in her man, she'll
be your bitch forever," he said loud enough for the world to hear.  "I knew
she was one hot bitch when she wasn't wearing anything under that dress."

   Harv grunted and his temperature raised about ten degrees.  "I'm ready,
man, ready for some sweet pussy!"

   "Give it to her.  I can hardly wait to see the look on her face when you
fuck her with that cock...  big cock," Dean whispered, as he imagined the
pending intercourse.

   Hands were all over her body.  Someone squeezed her ass and her tits
were fair game as well.  The glistening head disappeared and Kerri held her
breath in anticipation.  She felt her body rising and then shift forward a
few inches, as Harv repositioned his cock-head so it grazed her vulnerable
crotch.  The fear hit and she reacted.  Kerri reached down under her torso
and grabbed the pulsating shaft in her right hand.  She pressed downward
and held the man-toy away from her shivering pelvis.

   Harv loved the sensations of Kerri squeezing his swollen cock, as her
fingers tightened around the thick shaft.  He sort of jerked his hips and
enjoyed the momentary thrill of having his cock molested by the gorgeous
teacher.  Kerri squeezed hard fearing the consequences if she let go, which
merely brought ruthless enjoyment to the stranger.  "Oh no, no, you
can't... can't do it to me.  Your cock...  I've never had one so big,
please stop," she whispered in grim desperation, as the man put his big
hands on her ass cheeks again.

   Kerri leaned forward slightly and peered down under her raised pelvis.
Her eyes opened as wide as possible when she noticed her small hand wrapped
around the thick penis and she found it very hard to breathe.  She started
to cry and tears ran down her rosy cheeks, but the men were oblivious to
her turmoil.  The only thing on their lust-filled minds was
self-fulfillment.  Dean thrust one hand into Kerri's crotch and without any
foreplay he rammed a finger into her cunt.  "You want cock...  don't you
slut," he whispered while peering into her teary eyes.

   She knew not to let go of the enlarged manhood.  "Oh please...  please,
no, no," she uttered, as her plea sounded like words from a frantic woman.

   "Spread your legs, honey.  Show us that precious cunt...  the one that
teases all of the horny college boys," Dean said and used his free hand to
push her legs farther apart.  Harv had his hands on her bare bum and he
kept holding her in the air above his pulsating cock.

   "Please, please Dean, don't do it.  Don't touch me there," she moaned
with the nervousness of a lost child.  Kerri reasoned that by using the
man's first name would fetch her freedom, but she was mistaken.

   The next few seconds would remain etched in her mind forever, as
everything happened in slow-motion.  Dean removed his finger and grabbed
her by the wrists, yanking her fingers off Harv's hardened prick.  Then he
forced her hands up to the headrests again and Kerri hung on for dear life.
Her body hovered in the air, as her hips perched directly above the
upstanding cock.

   Kerri stared straight ahead into the starry night.  She felt something
probing and touching her vulnerable crotch and suddenly all of the air was
knocked out of her chest.  The cock-head cut her puffy labia and wound up
inside her slick vagina with one stern thrust and pull.  Kerri let out a
shrill cry of protest and one that begged for mercy, but it merely enraged
the lust-filled man.  Harv grabbed the top of her flared hips and yanked
her torso downward as hard as he could.

   Kerri's heart beat so rapidly that it pounded in her chest and she
waited for the intense pain to hit.  Dean watched in awe, as his buddy
screwed the sexiest woman either of them had ever been with.  The big
cock-head spread the teacher's vagina like a knife through butter and it
was a memorable experience for everyone, one way or another.  The pain
never came and for some unknown reason, the men didn't rush the
intercourse.

   Slowly and with divine passion Harv inserted every inch of his meat into
the heavenly inferno.  He grunted like a wild boar and slowly moved his
cock in and out of Kerri's slick pussy.  "Fuck, oh fuck, man, this bitch is
tight...  hot and tight.  My cock is on fire," he said, as he was the
happiest man in the world.  Harv groaned out loud and every time he pumped
up at Kerri, he grunted with joy when a blast of searing cum shot into
Kerri's belly.

   Kerri knew the man was filling her with his devilish seed, but she
couldn't stop him.  It took Harv several thrusts of his powerful hips to
empty his tank, as he slammed his cock into her deepest regions with all of
his might.  She was a 120 lb woman being fucked by a beast and Kerri would
remember the humiliating affair for the rest of her life.

   Kerri clung to the back of the front seat and she heard the vile
statements from Dean.  "Hurry...  hurry up Harv.  I've got a raging hardon
ready to fuck her.  Christ man, how much cum do you have anyway," he asked,
as his buddy's climax slowly came to a dramatic end.

   Eventually the two men moved Kerri for the next conquest and they easily
overcame her inferior strength.  Dean was an exceptionally crude man and he
treated women that way.  So far he had demonstrated exactly what was
expected of the nightclub pickup and he went right ahead and did what he
desired despite any objections from Kerri.  He mashed his lips against
Kerri's and kissed her hard, as he groped her nudity to fulfill more of his
erotic dreams.

   Dean acted like a horny teenager who couldn't wait while Harv simply
watched his buddy take over.  No man had ever treated Kerri in such a
degrading manner and she seemed powerless when under the attack.  Dean
broke the kiss and used an intense animal lust, as he demanded his bitch
reciprocate even if she didn't want to.  "Spread you fucking legs, slut.  I
want that horny cunt," he whispered.

   Why she obeyed would always haunt her.  Kerri hated men who acted like
Dean and ones that treated women without respect yet she complied by
spreading her legs.  There was a strange mystery in front of her and she
begged to discover how her mind would react to the repulsive actions from
Dean.  Kerri knew she would regret the next few minutes of her life, yet
she was unable to extinguish her inquisitive emotions.

   It was a 30-second Rocky-Horror picture show.  The shock of what was
happening in the backseat of the automobile hit Kerri with a bang.  She was
lying on her back and pushed into the corner of the backseat while two
almost naked men were assaulting her.  Harv's brazen nakedness was to her
left and he sat on the floor, squished between the seats.  His big hands
reached for her body and fondled her at will, as he paid particular
attention to her boobs.

   Looking straight ahead, Kerri noticed the hungry vulture circling its
prey.  Dean bent his lanky body and hovered over top of her so that the
weight of his body pinned her down.  The movie got more dramatic by the
second, as Dean kissed and licked her vulnerable midsection on his way to
never-never land.

   Kerri's breathing suddenly got ragged when the demanding lips struck her
bare tummy and her stomach muscles jerked wildly in response to the man's
darting tongue.  Dean rammed his stiff poker into her bellybutton and used
a fucking motion to tell Kerri what she should expect.

   All of a sudden the lights went out in the erotic movie.  Kerri shut her
eyes and her brain cried out.  'Stop, stop, don't touch me there...  not
like that,' were the unspoken thoughts of her protest.  It upset her
further because she knew what Dean was going to do next and she remained
motionless.  His coarse, calloused hand went between her splayed legs and
instantly his fingers found the vital control button, which Kerri knew
would lead to her downfall.

   The damning fingers squeezed the clitoris and yanked the delicate bud
out of the puffy pussy-lips.  The movie was vivid and very colorful.  Kerri
teetered on the edge of a cliff and imagined herself falling and floating
through the air.  She felt Dean's powerful urges and demands and didn't
know what to do.  He was forceful and much rougher than any man who she had
sex with, but somehow that didn't bother her.  Every time Dean pinched the
elongated clit, Kerri discovered a willingness to endure the erotic
pleasures of the devil.

   Dean could smell the scent of stale sex of used semen and sweat from the
earlier intercourse between Kerri and Harv, but he didn't care.  His
enraged mind had one goal and he was determined to succeed without any
consideration for Kerri's feelings.

   Dean stared at the adorable pussy for the first time and marveled at the
shaved beauty.  The long, distended lips ran from the raised pelvis to the
narrow barrier separating the two enchanting entrances.  He rolled the
swollen clitoris in abundant juices and held the protective hood wide with
his fingers to fully expose the tender bud.  Encouraged by Kerri's
reactions, Dean swooped down and flicked his tongue out to caress the pink
flesh.

   The tongue slapped her fragile clit three or four times and her hips
responded.  Maybe it was the scene; maybe it was the location or maybe it
was just the feeling of not having any choice in what happened, but Kerri
sensed unusual sensations deep in her guts.  Suddenly Dean's sharp teeth
closed on her universe and she screamed out loud.  Was it pain?  If it was
pain, it was very short lived.

   Kerri was confused and not sure what was happening.  Things were
occurring rapidly and the villain nibbled on her tender clitoris without
the slightest hesitation.  She arched her back and tensed every muscle in
her body, as her hearing got acute.  "Holy shit, Dean.  I think she's
cumming...  fucking cumming," Harv stated, as he watched the lithe hips
thrust madly at the hungry mouth, making it hard for Dean to hold onto her
body.

   The words would forever be imprinted in her memory and Kerri sobbed with
embarrassment.  The skillful cunnilingus continued, as Dean released the
throbbing mass from his teeth and then battered it with his tongue.  Kerri
thought the top of her head was going to explode when Dean performed
illicit magic on her precious body.

   This profound ecstasy should be reserved for a man she loved or
cherished, yet every ounce of dignity was lost to a stranger.  Kerri came
from a family with a strict, religious background and the lust filled her
with fear.  She was fully aware that she would regret her actions, but her
body refused to follow the will of her mind.  A signal of consent went to
the madman who was using her body for his perverted pleasures and Kerri
didn't care whether it was immoral, wrong or sinful.

   Kerri rolled her head back and forth.  "No...  no...  no," she moaned.

   "Yes, man she's fucking cumming.  Eat that gorgeous bald pussy," Harv
said to his buddy.

   Loud slurping sounds filled the backseat of the rocking car, as loud
moans of ecstasy were yanked from Kerri's throat.  Dean devoured the
leaking slit and drank the river of cum like it was honey.  He knew Kerri
was sweet innocence and a woman of grace, which made the conquest even
sweeter.  Dean sucked the tender morsel while he ignored the obvious
remnants of Harv's orgasm.

   Her entire clitty was inside the hot mouth and Kerri couldn't prevent
her lithe hips from bucking wildly with every caress of the man's crude
tongue.  It took mere seconds for her emotions to soar into the heavenly
clouds and she realized her body was out of control.  What Kerri endured
with Harv was the result of Dean's cunning wishes and she was to suffer
another demoralizing event.  Harv knew it; Dean knew it and now Kerri knew
it!

   The man left her stamina hanging by a sheer thread.  Kerri saw Dean
leave her pussy through blurry eyes and she watched him hover over her
outstretched body.  His body language spoke volumes and she obeyed his
silent requests without any delay.  Her legs were widespread and she
allowed Dean's narrow hips to enter the threshold between her thighs.

   It was the strangest feeling in the world.  Kerri felt empowered to give
the stranger who she met mere hours earlier a satisfying reward.  The
master consumed the slave and Kerri wrapped her slender arms around Dean's
muscular back in obedient fashion.  The prior orgasm had broken her spirit
and Kerri used her legs and arms to hug the stranger into her womanly body.

   As if by design or it might have been magic, Dean's throbbing pecker
speared the puffy pussy-lips with one violent thrust and the conquest was
instantaneous.  He started pumping his hard cock in and out of Kerri like
an evil spirit possessed him.  The earlier blowjob gave him newfound
stamina and would aid in his capture of the woman he considered a wanton
slut who wanted to get picked up at the nightclub.

   Dean was brutal and very rough, as he fucked Kerri hard, but she clung
to him as if he was her savior.  The prior orgasm was only a beginning and
she felt her inner regions go into convulsions.  Her heart raced to keep up
with her soaring passions and Kerri struggled to understand what was
happening to her once subtle emotions.  The hard cock seemed to have a
million tiny fingers caressing every sensitive nerve in her most responsive
epicenter and another orgasm burst like a new beginning.

   There would be guilt and shame in the future, but that didn't concern
Kerri.  A gigantic climax robbed her mind of any reason, but her
humiliation wasn't over.  Dean wanted to hear her speak and reveal her
inner desires, as he continued the relentless fucking.  He arched his back
and glared straight into her teary eyes when he brought a finalization to
the degrading affair.

   It was a mystery how Kerri knew what to do without being told.  "Yes, oh
fuck, you're so deep...  I can feel your cock deep inside me.  I can't
stop...  oh gawd, I can feel your seed filling my pussy," she moaned in
obedient fashion.

   Dean thrust with all of his might and he used every muscle in his loins
to plant his poisonous venom deep into Kerri's womb.  "Move it slut... 
move that sexy ass and fuck me hard, slut," he ordered.

   Kerri welcomed the humiliation despite knowing it was wrong.  "Aaaahhhh,
it's so hard...  your cock is big and hard.  Fuck me...  fuck me you
bastard," she whispered, as the cock pumped in and out of her womanhood. 
Her insanity lasted for the longest time and she became the slut Dean
wanted her to be.

   Harv was simply amazed at how the once refined, untainted woman was
succumbing to his buddy's rowdy demeanor.  He had never witnessed a woman
roll and thrust so passionately while being filled with a man's cock.  Her
filthy words of conceding defeat were ones he would always remember with
fondness and he would most likely replay them over and over in his mind for
many years.  It would surely be reason for many occasions of
self-gratification down the road.

   It filled Harv with great trepidation to realize that it was well into
the early morning and time to go home.  With great reluctance, he discussed
the departure with Dean and it was decided to drive Kerri back to her car
at HumpT's.  Kerri wanted to get dressed, but that was out of the question
with the men preventing any move to regain her dignity.  Dean sensed his
pal's rejuvenation and volunteered to drive the short distance back to the
bar.

   It took several minutes for Dean to get into a presentable condition and
Harv didn't remain idle when his buddy got dressed.  He rolled the naked
woman off the seat and onto his lap so that Kerri was facing him.  She was
like a small breeze in the thunderstorm and unable to prevail over any of
the man's advances.  Her knees were bent and went around Harv's hips in
spread-eagle fashion.  Kerri squatted over Harv's pelvis in an almost
debasing manner and it left her extremely vulnerable and unprotected.

   Harv groped the naked woman and wouldn't allow Kerri to get dressed. 
The luscious titties were inches in front of his face and the temptation
was too much, as he devoured a nipple and areola.  Kerri struggled and
protested, but Harv's determination won out.  He sucked hard on the titty
and tried to get as much boob in his mouth as possible.

   Kerri put one hand on the man's chest and one on his shoulder in an
attempt to keep him at a distance, but her protest did little good.  Harv
was far stronger than Kerri and he easily engulfed the enlarged nipple.  He
put a definite mark on the velvety flesh when he sucked as hard as he could
and then he used his teeth to caress and rake the golden nipple.

   Kerri sobbed in defiance, but she was quickly overpowered and far too
weak to fight such a strong man.  The car started moving, but the heated
action in the backseat continued.  Harv was aware that his time was running
out and he would have to hurry if he wanted to satisfy his ravenous lust
before getting back to Kerri's car.  Having watched his close buddy fuck
the naked woman who they picked up at the bar certainly rejuvenated his
sexual drive, as he was horny again.

   Dean adjusted the rearview mirror so he could watch the struggle in the
backseat and his eyes often riveted to the erotic scene, almost ignoring
the road.  Luckily the roads were deserted and the weaving car was in no
jeopardy of being in an accident.

   "No, not again...  gawd not again," came a sorrowful voice from the
back, but the action seemed to intensify.  "Please, no, no, not again... 
please," Kerri begged, but the plea had little effect on the stranger.

   Harv had grown impatient and felt his male hormones beginning to race
once again.  It was similar to being denied something and wanting it even
more.  Harv released the hardened nipple and allowed Kerri's boobs to
bounce freely before his ogling eyes.  He deduced that she had splendid
tits and they were his for the taking.  His mind was inflamed to a point
where he didn't hear one word of protest from the struggling woman.

   The scene was dramatic.  Harv easily held Kerri's flexible body in his
lap and his long spear lay along his belly with Kerri's crotch perched over
top of the pulsating meat.  There was no threat of penetration as long as
she could keep the flared head pointed away for her.  That changed in an
instant when Harv pulled her torso into his rugged chest.  He held her
steady and wiggled his hips until his throbbing cock ran along the narrow
strip of fertile land between Kerri's velvety thighs.

   The position was extremely dangerous and Kerri tried to escape the man's
assault.  She arched her back in a futile attempt to keep her distance, but
Harv knew exactly how to counter her resistance.  He kept his arms wrapped
around the struggling woman to hold her close to his chest and then tried
to attain his goal without a helping hand.  His long hard shaft rose in
anticipation and he rubbed the dripping head through the quivering crotch.

   Kerri felt a poke and she twisted to her left; then she felt another
poke so she twisted to the right, but she couldn't stop the man.  She was
well aware Harv was trying to plant his rod in her steamy grotto and she
sobbed in despair.  "Oh...  oh, no, please don't...  don't do it.  Please
don't," Kerri pleaded.

   Dean watched the heated action in the mirror and wished he were free to
join the tussle.  He could see Kerri's bare back twisting and turning and
it was easy to imagine what was happening below his vision.  It was obvious
to Dean that his buddy wanted to screw the teacher one more time before
they dropped her off at HumpT's.

   Dean's heart raced when he heard the chilling sobs of a desperate woman.
"No, you did it.  Your thingie is...  is...  no, you're in...  it's
inside," Kerri moaned and her breathing stopped.

   Harv squeezed his arms around Kerri and held her steady when he thrust
upwards with his powerful hips.  "Oh baby...  oh baby, you're so fucking
hot...  fucking hot and ready," he groaned.

   "Oooough, please don't, oh, please don't," she said and her voice
quivered.

   Dean noticed Harv's hands shift down the bare back and grab the smooth
rounded hips.  The fingers of Harv's big hands spread across the tops of
the flared hips and then he yanked downwards with determination.  The
struggling woman uttered a sob, but there was nothing she could do to stop
the assault.

   Kerri realized Harv was going to fuck her without her consent just like
he did earlier.  She cursed her abductors, but reasoned they were not
really to blame.  It had been her seductive actions that led them on.  Sky
made her dress in a provocative fashion and forced her to act like a wanton
woman, much to the delight of Dean and Harv.

   Dean drove but tried not to miss anything.  He envisioned the precious
womanhood engulfing Harv's big cock and felt pangs of jealousy.  "Oh fuck,
fuck she's tight.  This slut is great...  wonderful and I can feel my cock
ready to burst," Harv whispered, as he drove his cock to the hilt.  He felt
Kerri's pelvis hit his own and then he held perfectly still for seconds,
dreaming of heavenly bliss.  The pressure increased inside his loins to
monstrous levels, but Harv wanted to cherish the tremendous thrill for as
long as possible.

   The heat of the fiery inferno eventually took a toll on Harv's stamina.
His hips thrust upward with two or three random jerks, as he readied for
the final assault.  A small amount of pre-cum seeped from his throbbing
pecker and Kerri felt his muscles begin to quiver.  She knew what was about
to happen, as a totally helpless feeling filled her head.

   Resigned to the horrible fact that the man was going to have intercourse
with her, Kerri pressed against Harv's chest, allowing the man complete
freedom to fulfill his rancid desires.  Dean's eyes opened wider and he
stared into the mirror when Harv's face turned to stone and almost appeared
etched with agony.

   The three occupants of the car were consumed by animal instincts of
sexual satisfaction.  One man made loud bestial noises and his hips were
bucking madly up and down.  The other man was holding his breath, watching
what he considered a truly erotic movie and wishing he were part of it. 
The woman was also making animal noises, but for an entirely different
reason.  She struggled to prevent the consummation of the affair without
any chance of succeeding, as she wept while the man filled her delicate
womb with molten lava.

   Kerri remained in a kneeling position with her knees pushed into the
back of the seat and around Harv's hips.  Strong hands pulled down hard on
her flared hips every time the powerful hips thrust upward and Harv emptied
his load deep inside Kerri.  The climax was prolonged, as long as humanly
possible, but eventually Harv collapsed into an exhausted shell in the
corner of the backseat.  He hugged the troubled teacher tightly into his
sweat-covered body while his heart rate slowly returned to normal.

   The car came to a stop in the almost vacant parking lot and it filled
Dean with sadness, knowing the affair was coming to an end.  It took Kerri
mere seconds to retrieve her wrinkled dress and put it on once she gained
her freedom from Harv.  The comfort of finally covering her nakedness was a
tiny relief compared to the memory of what she endured over the past couple
of hours.  Kerri shuddered from the nightmare and she found the encounter
with two strangers very overwhelming.

   Kerri quickly got out of the car.  Without a backward glance, she jumped
into her car and speedily drove away from the deserted nightclub.  The
drive home was done in quiet solitude and Kerri didn't relax until her car
was parked inside her garage.  She uttered a little sob and hugged the
steering wheel for many minutes, as her mind relived the backseat
adventure. What Kerri found most disturbing was the way she acted with
Dean. She hated such men yet she acted like a wanton slut and almost
willingly has sex with him and his friend.

   One thing most vivid in her mind was the visualization of the hard,
manly body above her.  She remembered how Dean, without saying a word,
forced her to beg him to continue.  Kerri couldn't recall being so aroused
and feeling such lustful passion despite being filled with hatred.  The
vision of spreading her legs and willingly permitting Dean to take her, as
if she was his whore, caused her to whimper with regret.

   Kerri was confused.  She wondered how it was possible to act so brazenly
and without any regard for her well-being.  It was disturbing to know that
she practically yearned for Dean to rob her soul and it would bother her
for a long time.  Kerri remained in her car until she felt ready to face
the world again and it was almost sunrise by the time she got to bed.

   Luckily she didn't have classes first thing in the morning and Kerri
stayed in bed until midmorning.  The extra rest gave her time to regain her
thoughts and put her mind back together.  Kerri breathed a big sigh when
she decided to confront Mr.  Tovell and tell him once and for all that Sky
was dead.  She would no longer do as he requested and he could not
blackmail her anymore.  The more Kerri thought about her decision, the more
it made sense because it sounded logical.

   Her courage grew with the morning sun and Kerri was prepared to meet her
destiny by the time she got to the college.  She went directly to Mr. 
Tovell's homeroom and got there just when his class was leaving.  Once
everyone departed, Kerri entered the classroom and stared at the repulsive
man, as he fumbled with papers and books on his desk.

   Mr.  Tovell was smart enough to figure out that Jim was blackmailing
Kerri for reasons he really didn't care to know.  The fact his young
associate used him against Kerri gave Mr.  Tovell no regrets, as he had
certainly been rewarded with more than enough compensation.  It had been
the best sexual encounter of his life and for that he was grateful.

   Mr.  Tovell noticed the determined look on Kerri's face and decided to
take the initiative.  He reasoned that she was going to confront him and
wanted to get the upper hand.  He certainly didn't want his wife to find
out what happened between himself and the sexy physics teacher so he looked
up and spoke immediately before Kerri was ready.  "We had great sex, but it
only happened because I was rewarded with details so that I could blackmail
you," he blurted out.

   "Whaaa...  whaaa," Kerri mumbled.

   "I went along with the ruse just for the sex...  that's all," Mr. 
Tovell stated.

   Kerri was shocked and stood motionless with her mouth agape.  "Noooo...
noooo."

   "Hell, I can't tell you anything or I lose my nuts.  This guy, or this
person, will spill the beans on me and I'll lose my job...  so will you if
I say anything," he declared.  "All you have to know is that I'm not the
guy you're looking for!"

   Time stood still for an eerie few seconds, as Kerri tried to digest what
Mr.  Tovell told her.  "Sky...  you're not Sky?"

   "There it is!  This guy gave me everything.  He told me what to say and
exactly what to do and I did it," Mr.  Tovell stated.  "I can't and won't
tell you any more...  certainly can't reveal who it was."

   Her expression turned from shock and surprise to one of utter horror. 
Kerri felt like crying after hearing the man's confession and she realized
the identity of her original blackmailer was still a mystery.  She was no
further ahead in learning Sky's name and she stood speechless, as her mind
raced over all the things that happened to her since the first blackmail
demand.

   Kerri simply blinked when the man moved.  Mr.  Tovell put his books
together while looking at her with a stern impatience of wanting her gone
from his classroom.  She was too shocked by the man's quick denial and her
newfound courage had completely disappeared.  Kerri fought back tears of
defeat and couldn't get away from the man fast enough.  She wheeled around
quickly and almost ran down the hallway to the sanctity of her own room.

   The tears came easy and ran down her rosy cheeks.  The most disturbing
factor of what was happening in her life was not knowing who was giving her
the notes.  She had been positive that Mr.  Tovell was Sky after what he
made her do in his classroom the other day.  That was until he revealed
that she had been duped once again by the person named Sky.  A shiver ran
down her back with the knowledge that this particular man was extremely
vindictive and very shrewd.

   Kerri was back at square one and would be forced to follow the
directions and demands of an unknown fiend.  How much longer could she keep
up the charade, she wondered?  It would soon be time for her class to begin
and Kerri somehow put herself back together enough to continue.  The red
and puffy eyes would soon disappear, but would the heartache of living with
an uncertain and fragile future?  Words from her childhood came rushing
back to her.  "Suck it up Princess," and Kerri was more determined than
ever to survive Sky's control.

   THE END

   I have finished revising all five original chapters and this will be the
last chapter for a while.  I have promised to write a story for a very
loyal reader who has given me her requests, but someday I would like to
return and continue with Kerri's adventures.  

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