CALL ME BOB

BY CORNER GHOST

[ part 11 ]

I locked the door of the classroom, went to my desk and isolated the cameras and then I drew the blinds. I then turned to the waiting children.

“Class? We have two visitors here today . . . normally this would mean that I would suspend the lesson and we’d be back in the old subjects not the new!” There was a moan from the class while Tanya and John just looked puzzled . . . and slightly apprehensive.

I beckoned to them, they approached slowly. I held out my free hand to them. “I’m sure April and Paul has told you about the lesson yesterday?” I asked them and they nodded, “So how do you feel about that?” I asked.

Neither answered at first and then John started to speak, “It sounded fun at first, but now we’re here and with the door locked . . .” He went quiet so I finished.

“You’re scared that I’m going to make you do things that you don’t like?” I watched them as they nodded their heads. “Don’t worry, I think you’d better stay back here so that you can watch, and if you feel that you want to join us then you’re free to do so.” I told them and watched their faces clear up.

“I’m sorry Mr. Wilson, I thought you were going to tell us to undress.” Tanya said, a trace of fear still showing in her eyes.

I smiled gently at her, “No, Tanya. You’re really too young to take part in this class, but because of what you’ve been through I have to show you these things are not meant to be scary, but when you’re in the correct frame of mind they can be . . . not fun so much as exciting.”

“Exciting? But how?” John asked.

“You know! What April was telling us, how she liked it!” Tanya said and then looked at me and blushed – I must really find out what happened last night! (Another reminder to read CMB – APRIL!)

“That’s okay Tanya, all I’m trying to do is to get you all to accept your bodies as they change, and also to see how those changes affect others.” I could see that I was losing them. “Just watch and don’t worry, you’re not expected to do anything.” I said.

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I now turned my attention to the class. Who, while I was talking to Tanya and John, had prepared for the lesson by undressing. They had also found out towels for sitting on – I must have some boy scouts or girl guides in the class!

I smiled at the group. “Thank you for getting ready. I realise that doing this is, for some of you, still awkward, to be undressed here with your friends, but that is the aim of this course. Yesterday you all learnt about touching each other’s bodies.” I looked at Tracy and Roger. “Some of you went a bit too far with that!” I said pointedly, the two had red faces and the rest of the class giggled.

“Today we’re just going to get comfortable with being naked in the classroom, but I do need a volunteer for a ‘special’ lesson.” I emphasised the special part and looked at April as I did so. The girl was quick enough to raise her hand and I nodded to her.

“What will the lesson be sir?” She asked.

I smiled at her, “Well April I want to show how a person can be made to have sex with others, mainly by bondage . . .” I could see that several of the children didn’t understand the word so I explained, “by being tied up with ropes.” I was still watching April as I said this; she gave a small shudder and started grinning.

I addressed the class again, “Now this means that the volunteer will not be able to stop anyone in the class from touching him or her.” I could see some surprised looks from the boys, “As they will be completely restrained. This is the main reason I almost stop today’s class as after what Tanya and John had been put through I didn’t think they’d want to be here.”

A few hands were raised at that point but I shook my head, “That will be a subject for later on, suffice it to say that if you are made to do something against your will it can be very traumatic.” I said simply, I noticed one girl, Sonya, nodding her head and made a mental note to ask her privately later about that.

A small noise behind me made me look, Tanya and John were undressing. I turned to look directly at the pair. “You don’t have to do that you know.” I said.

Tanya spoke up, “Yes sir, but we decided that we want to be in this class!” She gave a hesitant smile as she said this, John didn’t speak but just nodded his agreement.

“Alright, but if you start to feel uncomfortable or scared then tell me, understand?” I told them.

“Yes sir.” And “Yes Mr. Wilson.” The said almost together, they dragged their chairs over and sat down, squirming as the coldness of the plastic was felt.

“Do we have any spare towels?” I asked my class and quickly two were provided and handed over to the, grateful, pair.

Looking around the class I saw a boy had his hand raised. I nodded to him, he stood up looking very nervous. “Mr. Wilson, you said if they didn’t feel right they should tell you . . . does that include us?”

Now I must admit that in my power crazed mind I hadn’t really considered the effects this would have on my pupils, not to mention myself – I was beginning to feel slightly overwhelmed myself. “That is a good question Adam. When this subject was first decided on it was regarded as a compulsory subject. All classes will eventually go through this course and, because I was running them, this class is the pilot. Being compulsory it does mean that you can’t back out of the subject and have to follow my instructions. But the incident that Tanya and John have gone through is making me question this.” The puzzled looks told me that, once again, I was losing them as I ‘heard’ Evelyn’s voice in my head. ‘No sir, we don’t want to stop!’ I looked at her in surprise and saw her shaking her head. “But that wasn’t your question was it Adam?” I found myself asking.

“No Mr. Wilson, it’s not that we are scared of you, it just if at some stage we ask to . . . well, pause for a bit – to understand what is happening? Would we be able to do that?” He said looking around the class for encouragement.

I could see the head’s bobbing up and down like the dogs you sometimes see in the back of car windows. “I see, so what you want is a safety net, so that if you feel that I’m pushing too hard you’re able to tell me? Is that it?” I said watching their faces.

Adam nodded, “Yes Mr. Wilson. It’s just that some of this seems . . .” He was groping for the word.

“Too intense.” Evelyn said out loud making everyone look at her and then back at me. I raised an eyebrow at Evelyn who blushed and bit her lip, “I’m sorry Mr. Wilson, I should have raised my hand, but I thought that was what Adam was trying to say.” I could see she had more in mind and so I nodded to her ‘Go on Evelyn.’ I prompted her mentally. She smiled at me and then carried on. “It’s just that my sister managed to tell me what had happened to her, she was forced to do things and she didn’t want to face anything again.” Evelyn looked at me, “But while she was asleep something happened to her which drew her back to us, for that we’ll always be grateful to the person who did that. And we’ll always do what he tells us to do!” The last, I could tell, was being directed to me.

“Okay then, so what we need is a phase that will let everyone know that someone has a problem, any suggestions?” I said.

Everyone had their hand raised but most of the suggestions were either too suggestive or could be misconstrued as to its use. Finally we decided on candy-floss, mainly because no-one would use that in the middle of a class.

I decided that it was time to continue with the lesson, “Well, now we’ve got that sorted out lets carry on shall we? Bondage involves the use of ropes, ties, fabric to tie the limbs of a subject so that they are unable to escape.” I looked over at April, “You realise that you can’t stop anyone from touching you?” I said to her trying to emphasise the danger she might be in.

“It’s okay Mr. Wilson, I know what could happen.” And her face told me that she did understand, but was looking forward to it.

I nodded, smiling slightly. “Fine, now we need a volunteer from the boys.” I said looking at Paul who seemed to gulp but then raised his hand. I nodded. “Good. Thank you Paul.” I got up and went to a cupboard where I had previously placed some supplies. I withdrew several lengths of rope and some leather cuff.

I addressed my two ‘victims’. “Now if I was to tie you two up with just the rope it’s likely that I’d hurt you more than is necessary, although in many cases the whole reason to tying somebody up is to cause pain, please remember that there are many cruel people outside.

Tanya and John both nodded when I said that, I smiled at them reassuringly and then went to April. “Hold out your arms.” I said to her and then put the leather cuffs onto her wrists, then I knelt down and did the same with her ankles.

I asked her to stand and to bring her hands behind her back. I crossed them at her wrists and began to tie her wrists together. I then picked her up – awkwardly with one good arm – and placed her face down onto a desk. While I was doing this I addressed the class.

“Now although it may seem extreme, some people enjoy being tied up, in fact they get a sexual high from it!” I was now pulling April’s legs up together and tying them up, attaching the rope to the one holding her arms. I then lifted her up to a kneeling position. I whispered into her ear, “Can I go a bit further and tie your legs apart?” I asked she nodded her head.

I took hold of one knee and tied it to a corner of the desk, making sure that I didn’t cut off the circulation in her leg. “Ready?” I asked her and she replied by moving her other leg towards the other side of the desk. I smiled at her and then tied it, bringing her legs to an angle of 210 degrees (someone in the class actually measured the angle!)

I could see, by the way her small breasts were pointing, that she was excited by this. I looked into her eyes, they were sparkling. “Do you mind if I touch you?” I asked her.

“Please Mr. Wilson.” She said panting slightly. I placed my hand on her neck and slowly brought it down to one of her small, and hard, breasts, feeling the point of her nipple beneath my palm. She gave a small gasp and a shudder went through her frame. I looked at her face and raised my eyebrows, her body was flushed and I could see that she was biting her lip as if trying to suppress a sound.

Sounds! . . . I noticed that the classroom was very quiet. I turned my head to find everyone watching me. “As you can see this bondage has excited our victim, she is showing this by the way her nipples have become erect and if I was to go lower I think I would find her pussy would also be damp, preparing her body for the penetration of a cock.” I didn’t speak in clinical terms but used names the class would understand. I noticed that April was nodding in agreement.

“Does anyone want to check this?” I asked the class – all the boy’s had their hands raised (of course) . . . as did a couple of the girls as well (?) But I noticed two particular hands and nodded to them, “John, Tanya, will you come here please?”

The two cam up rather slowly, as if afraid of what I was going to make them do. I smiled encouragingly to them. “Remember if you don’t want to do this just tell me, okay?” The two nodded but were watching me closely.

I returned my attention to April. “You find this arousing?” She nodded her head. “What else do you need?” I asked her.

“I want to . . . to” She couldn’t say the word.

“Climax? To cum?” I prompted her, she nodded. “Well, legally I can’t do that, in fact I shouldn’t have touched you as I did, would you ask these two if they will help you?” I said to her smiling.

April smiled at me, understanding that Tanya and John needed this – to work of their own accord, not being pushed. “Tanya, John. I would be so happy if you would touch me.” She said softly.

John looked up at me. “What should I do?” he asked slightly panicked.

“Whatever you want to!” I said and left the pair with April while I turned my attention to Paul.

Author’s note – to stay with April please read CMB – April, Tanya and John.